Welcome to my new story.

It is completely new, does not affect my trilogies and other stories.

The story is based on the song: "Los Lobos - Rango Theme Song»

Enjoy reading!


...there was a sandstorm, this day was like yesterday, but it's been a long time, time without my hero. If you say that something is bad about him, it's just that, he is too risky, not sparing himself, and sometimes once deceived us...our whole city. But it was like a cover for his identity. For all the days that he was with us, he became a real hero, but every hero has an end…

No one thought it would come so quickly.

I mean, it was unexpected news. There was a sandstorm,that day, but the messenger brought us that damned letter about the death of...Rango.

The whole city then plunged into shock and sadness. Sadness engulfed most of all Miss Beans, she is a few days spent at the doctor.

I didn't believe it either, I thought it was a mistake, but no.…

Brought the coffin of the, with the body Rango, the coffin of the open not have become. God... there were so many tears that even when Sheriff Amos died, no one shed a tear like Rango.…

I remember there were screams from Miss Beans and me when, they started bury Rango. Miss Beans hugged me tight, that even my mother never hugged me, like her did…

For several weeks there was silence in the city that our Saloon was not working then.

But it's been 3 years since then…

Something forgotten, but Rango is still not leaving me... I hope you will remember the stories from the townspeople and my...


Priscilla sighed and stroked the two rodent children's heads. They were sitting in the Sheriff's office by the fireplace. On the street it was late evening, but night falls over the city.

"Would you like to meet Rango again?" - the rodent boy asked.

"Of course I did. And not just me..." - she said, and reached for the box that was high on the shelf.

"What is it?" - the girl asked the rodent.

Priscilla sat down on her knees beside them and opened the box. She pulled out the metal badge of Sheriff Rango. She looked at him thoughtfully.

"It was brought with the letter that day…»

A boy and a girl walked closer to Priscilla and is also looking badge.

Suddenly the door opened abruptly. A tall man came in.

"Dad" - shouted the children.

"Sherry, Duncan, you should be home" - the man said softly.

Priscilla laughed softly and put the box back.

"It's my fault, Alan, they wanted to hear stories at night" - she said with a smile.

Alan scratched his head.

"Bedtime stories are good, and... are you done?" -he asked.

Priscilla nodded and looked at the children.

"Our dad is a hero, as Rango!" - Duncan said cheerfully.

"And we will be his assistants!" - shouted sherry.

The children ran out of the office. Alan looked at them, then at Priscilla.

"Did you tell them about Rango?" - he asked, and went to the table.

Priscilla looked down sadly.

"Yes, I still don't believe it happened" - she said and hugged herself.

Alan came up to her and hugged her gently.

"I wish I knew him personally, but I would really like to be like him»

Priscilla laughed.

"Thank you" - she said.

Alan patted her on the back.

"Go home and get some rest" - he said.

Priscilla nodded softly and pulled away. Quietly she withdrew from office. Alan sighs in response and looked at the box. He took it out and took that badge. He stroked it slowly.

"No matter what happens" - he said.


Priscilla walked slowly away from the office. She raised her head to the top and saw how the stars could be seen before the sun disappeared behind the horizon.

"The stars will be clear this night" - she said quietly.

"Good evening Priscilla»

Priscilla looked. Faced with high desert lizard with a box of chocolates in his hands. Priscilla looked reluctantly into his eyes.

"Hello, Frank"- she said, and walked down the street.

Frank came up behind her in a trail.

"Have you seen Miss Beans?" - he asked.

Priscilla stopped and looked at him.

"I think, Miss Beans made it clear to you yesterday, that she doesn't want to see you»

Frank chuckled.

"It was just too fast for her. I just jumped the gun..." - he replied and adjusted the candy box – "So you didn't see her?»

Priscilla turned away and went on.

"I don't have to tell you anything, Frank" - she said firmly.

Frank laughed. Priscilla stopped sternly and looked at him.

"Did I say something funny?»

Frank wiped a tear from his eyes.

"I understand, but you have to understand that Miss Beans needs a man. I'm sure she needs a break from the past" -he said.

Priscilla frowned, but a smile appeared on her face.

"I wish you luck" - she said, and left.

Frank stopped laughing and rolled his eyes.


The city was, as usual, in motion, many went home and closed their counters. Priscilla's out of town. It was quiet. All the city noise was behind her. She walked silently around the lake. The lake was calm. She stopped and looked at the city. It was beautiful. Priscilla sat down slowly on the Bank and touched the water with her hand.

There was a crack as Priscilla looked back. She saw a figure that was almost nearly her. She couldn't tell who was there. She quietly stood up and followed the figure.

Her step was quick, as a figure riding a RoadRunner. Priscilla cut her way down the road so she wouldn't lose the stranger. And at one point she stopped when she realized where she was. Her step became slower as the figure stopped.

Priscilla gasped quietly as the last rays of the sun touched the stranger. Priscilla slowly walked out.

"Why such secrecy?" - she said softly.

The figure looked sharply for her.

"Don't scare me like that, Priscilla!»

Priscilla smiled easily.

"Frank is looking for you»

"Don't remind me of him while we're here" -Beans said briefly, and took a couple of candles from her bag.

Priscilla sighed.

"Sorry...Can I come with you?" - she asked.

Beans looked at her and held out her hand. Priscilla immediately took her hand. They both went down the hill and then turned left. There was a kind of cave that was more open. In a cave has been grave.

Beans silently let go of the hand of Priscilla, and sat down near the grave. She lit the candles and watched them in silence. Priscilla sat down quietly beside her.

They were silent for a few minutes until Beans not touched over the headstone.

"How I miss you..." - she said.

Priscilla eyes became wet, but she held on.

"I...I told history Sherry and Duncan about Rango"- she said, trying to change the atmosphere.

Beans smiled and looked at her.

"I think, Rango will always be remembered they " -Priscilla continued, smiling through her tears.

She wiped her eyes hurriedly. Beans hugged her.

"So be it... Thank you, what do you remember about him»

Priscilla chuckled and pressed herself against the Beans. Beans smiled, but the smile immediately disappeared as she closed her eyes and one tear slid across her cheek.


After a while they left this place and went back to the city. Beans drove Priscilla, they talked a little until they reached the city. Beans stayed near the pointer. Priscilla quickly jumped off the RoadRunner.

"Good night, Priscilla" - said Beans.

"You too... but what about Frank?" - asked Priscilla.

"I'll talk to him tomorrow»

Beans turned her RoadRunner and drove away to her ranch. Priscilla watched her for a while, then looked up at the night sky.

"Yes... the stars are bright today" - she said.


Continuation…


Sherry - is Alan's daughter, the desert rabbit. In a beige dress with pigtails. 5 years. Schoolchild.

Duncan - is Alan's son, the desert rabbit. Denim overalls with a shirt. 5 years. Schoolchild.

Alan - is a desert rabbit wearing a gray shirt tucked into jeans. 34 years old. Moved with children in city "Mud" 2 year ago. The current Sheriff of the city.

Frank - is a sandy iguana, wearing a brown coat, a white shirt underneath, black classic pants, a brown hat. 28 years old. Moved to the city 2.5 years ago. A former classmate of Miss Beans. Has a shop in the city, a businessman.

P. s. Priscilla - is 14 years old. Dressed in a dark yellow shirt tucked into jeans, hat back...Schoolboy.

Miss Beans - is 25 years old. Dressed in a red dress, a pendant to the mother. Rancher.