"You're here!" I tensed up grabbing for my revolver a move that both Andre and Nidget shook their heads at (see bringing me for diplomatic purposes not exactly the brightest idea!)
"Where's the sherriff?" Nidget spoke for us, a move I wasn't sold on, especially since I was the one that was supposed to be doing all the talking! I tell you its like they talked me into this specifically to not use me for the purpose they intended!
"You mean he didn't get you? Oh no they got the sherriff too!" The person who had come out to meet us had an apron on, I figured him for the bartender/cook of the area, he could have just been a guy who really liked aprons. He also seemed way way too young to run a bar, but then again I'm hundreds of years old, its hard not to judge others for being too young to do things.
"Slow down and start at the beginning." I was trying to be the voice of reason.
"The bandits! They are coming to town to get vengeance on all of us and the Sherriff said he was going to get help, but they must have gotten him too!" I looked around at his mention of all of us and saw exactly no one in town. Like I didn't even see a comical plant blowing through town to signify the town was empty, it was that empty.
"Well that settles it." I prepared to swing my horse around to get out of town but Nidget and Andre jumped off of theirs and tied the reins up.
"Yes we must help this town." That was Andre and my heart sank with him saying it.
"Yep bandits can't just be allowed to run rough shod over these people." That was Nidget and I was almost completley mystified how we went from talking him out of a bounty he didn't earn to saving idiots. It was like I missed a meeting at the suicidal club. And yet I hopped off my horse and sighed to myself, because as I've shown many times, being dumb is more my thing than I prefer to admit. Besides it meant I could burn down something entirely new in my attempt to save it and that's always good for a laugh.
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