Every gunman in the West had taken a stab at getting the bounty on Little Red's head, but now a new ranger is in town, and he's determined to claim his prize. It's a hard life for an outlaw on the run, but at least the saloon girls are still dancing . . .
~Quote of the Moment~
"Well, boys," Little Red said in a low yet surprisingly youthful voice, "looks like we've got ourselves quite the assemblage here. A useless deadbeat for a driver, an old crowbait for a horse, a dead cyclops for a sharpshooter, and a—" his eyes gleamed as they rested on Mr Shiny Boots "—a prissy flannel mouth for an overseer. My, my, what was the old big bug thinking when he sent you to be his delivery man? He must be getting desperate."
Mr Shiny Boots held onto his strongbox more tightly, realising they must have known he had been coming this way. "Now you listen here, you ruffians. I'll have you know that I am—"
A silver revolver was suddenly pushed up against his cheek.
"Did I say you could speak?" Little Red demanded in a voice that suggested if Mr Shiny Boots opened his mouth again he'd soon be sporting a new orifice on the side of his face.
Categories: Works in Progress
Characters: Draco Malfoy
, Ginny Weasley
, Other Characters
Compliant with: GoF and belowEra: Future AUGenres: Action
, RomanceWarnings: Blood