Our story begins with a young man waiting at a train station, he looked at the fine see if he read the text right.
"We'll pick you up at 3 on Wednesday"
'They should be here by now.' He thought. Suddenly, a van rolled up in front of the train station. The door opened to reveal two people, a little girl with pigtails and a pink dress, and a man with a brown duster, a red bandana around his neck, and a cowboy hat.
"Why howdy there, Pardner, My name's Ryotaro Dojima and I'm sheriff of this here town, and this is my Native American companion, Pigtails." Said Dojima, Pointing at the little girl.
"Actually, my name is Nana- Ow!" "Pigtails was interrupted by the barrel of "Sheriff" Dojima's Revolver slapping her in the face.
"Don't you sass me girl! Your'e name's Pigtails, Not Nanako!" Yelled Dojima "Heh, redskins, thinking they're people, HA!" The young man, having witness this happen, started to call the police.
"Hello, police, I want to report a man abusing his child!"
"And where might this child abuse be happinin' Pardner?
"In front of YasoInaba station."
"Why what a coincidence, I just so happened to be stationed there right now! I'll be there in just a second!" The young man was relieved, at first, to know that this little girl would be taken away from this obviously crazy man, but that relief was taken away when Dojima started talking again.
"Hey kid, I just got a call about a man abusing his child, so I need you to push the car to the gas station while I patrol the area."
"But that thing looks like it weighs a ton! there's no way we can push it all the way to the gas station! Hell, I don't even know where that gas station is!" Yelled the young man.
"Hasn't stopped Pigtails before." Dojima said while lighting a cigarette. The young man just stared at him with a blank face. after about literally five hours of silence, The young man gave up and began to push the car. 'This is going to be a loooooooong year.'
"So Uncle Dojima was a crazy cowboy?" Asked a little boy, about six years of age.
"And Aunt Nanako was American?" Asked a little girl, the same age as the boy.
"Well, That's stretching the truth slightly, but, while Nanako wasn't american, Your uncle Dojima was a definitely a crazy cowboy." Said a middle aged man.
"Yu, Why do you keep telling our kids these stupid stories? Don't you think Dojima-san well be mad the next time we visit him and they keep calling him "The Crazy Cowboy?"
"Of course he will, Chie, but it'll be hilarious when he does."
"Of course it'll be funny, but when we finally introduce the kids to our friends, how do you think they'll react to these messed up versions of them you came up with?"
"Well, Yosuke would laugh it off, Yukiko would be too busy laughing to care, Kanji would probably would be too overwhelmed by thier cuteness, Rise would cry, and Naoto isn't even gonna be thier so you shouldn't worry."
"I hope You're right."
"Hey daddy, Are you gonna keep telling the story?"
"Next time kids, Next time."