Note: I do not own Wild West C.O.W Boys Of Moo Mesa or it's Characters, they belong to ABC or who ever own's it now. I only own my OC characters.

"Have you ever had those moments, you know, when you find yourself between a rock and a hard place. Well, in the case our two OC heroes, it's getting stuck between a dead end and the Jaws of a pair of hungry mountain lions." says yours truley, the author. "But 'How could anyone ever get into a situation like this?' you may ask. Well i'll tell you how our hero got there. And it all started with a bus ride home" said the narating author

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The sun was shining high in the sky like a golden orb above the heat ridden desert landscape of the southwest of the United States, in New Mexico. A bus was traveling down a tire melting desert dirt road at 50 MPH, carrying within it ten passengers, and our two OC heroes looking out at the desert landscape from thier back seat windows.

Jack West, a 21 year old Hispanic college student with brown medium length hair & eyes, wearing a brown dress shirt with a black tie, vest, and Dicki pants. Accompanying Jack was his best friend, Johnathan Carter, an 20 year old African-American with short black hair and hazel eyes wearing a blue T-shirt with falling black playing cards spread on it with black denim shorts. Both on thier way home to California from visiting Jacks grandparents in Northern Texas.

"Geez! Just how much longer is it until we get back home?" asked John to his back seat bus buddy Jack.

"Just hang on John, remember how long it took us to get to Texas?" said Jack as he was taking out a map from his backpack to check where they are. "It took us four days, and that's because we kept stopping along the way." Jack then checked the map. "We're only a quarter of the way through New Mexico. So jus t relax and enjoy the ride." with that said, Jack kicks back into his seat.

Not long after Jack and John had relaxed for the ride. A loud blast was heard and the bus was slowing down to screeching halt. The passengers getting jutted forward from thier seats.

"What happened?! Why'd we stop!? asked John in surprise and confusion to what had happened. Much like the other passengers.

As this was happening, the bus driver, a graying old mustached man, had gotten out of the drivers seat to go check on the smoking engine under the hood of the old 1970's Wayne Chevrolet bus. He lifted the hood to get a face full of smoke and steam. After two minutes, the driver came back into the bus to explain that the engine had overheated and would take some time to fix. so in the meantime, the passengers would have to wait until then.

"Well this is just great, now we've got to wait even longer to get home!" John exclaimed as he takes in the situation. "Now what are going to do?"

"Well, we can sit here and wait..." Jack said as he than looks out his window. "Or we could get out to stretch our legs and do a little exploring." Jack then gets up, grabs his backpack, and runs out of the bus to see the desert surroundings with John follow him with his backpack behind.

10 minutes later...

Both Jack and John had been walking around the area for the pas t 10 minutes to get the kinks out of their legs and to entertain Jack.

"Hey Jack, I think it's about time we head back to the bus." John suggested.

"Yeah I think your right, the bus has probably been fixed by now." Jack sighed as both he and John made their way back.

But as soon as they got sight of the bus, they could see that the bus was moving away. The two then made a panicked run for it, all the while screaming out for it, especially John.

"HEY WAIT!!! YOU FORGOT ABOUT US!!! COME BACK!!!" screamed John as he franticly chases the bus in vain.

Only soon after they collapse on the road from running out of breath, did they realize that it was no use, the bus was long gone and they were stranded on the dirt road.

"Oh wonderful! This is just wonderful! Now were stranded out in the middle of the desert with no transportation!" exclaimed John. "Now what Jack, now what are we gonna do!" John then stares daggers at Jack.

"Ok John, I know how this looks, but we've got a map to help us. "Jack stated while taking the map he had out of his backpack again. "And we did bring enough provisions to make it through to the closest town. And it's only 200 miles away, now let's get going!" motioned Jack as he walks away from his friends dagger stare and towards the nearest town from the map. leaving John standing there with a twitching eye.

John then let's out a sigh of defeat for his anger and follows Jack.

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Note: This is my first Fan fiction. Originally inspired by RandyRingtails Moo Mesa stories. If you have any suggestions, I welcome you to suggest away.