A/N: Sorry for the wait, I am kinda juggling between three stories here(my mistake!). Here's chapter two, enjoy.
Chapter 2: The Rusty Spur
As Alvin and Theodore made their way over to the Rusty Spur, it grew darker into the night and a slight breeze began to blow dust onto their boots with each step.
"Alright," Alvin said as they reached the saloon. "Here's what I want you to do, Blanche." He pointed to Theodore. "Take the bartender to the back and get the information for Simon the Snake."
"What'll you be doing?" Theodore raised an eyebrow. Alvin didn't answer and continued into the bar. Theodore sighed and followed.
The bar was dimly lit by a few lights and the bar was empty except for a couple of large men sitting at a table in the corner. A band played a rich, lively tune. Alvin and Theodore walked over to the bar. The bartender smiled as they approached.
"Well howdy, sheriff!" She beamed. Alvin leaned against the bar and tipped his hat. "What'll it be?" She asked. Alvin just shook his head. He looked to Theodore. Theodore didn't understand. Alvin nodded his head to the bartender.
"Oh!" Theodore exclaimed. He turned to the bartender. "Miss, could I perhaps talk to you privately in the backroom?"
"Well, I would but who's gonna watch the bar for me?" She said.
"I'll do it!" Alvin yelled as he jumped over the bar. "You can trust me, ma'am." He pointed to the sheriff badge. The bartender let out a chuckle. She beckoned to Theodore to follow her to the backroom. Theodore looked at Alvin. Alvin winked. "Get the information, Blanche." He said solemnly.
Theodore nodded. He followed the bartender to the backroom. When he reached it, he shut the door behind him.
"I don't know where The Snake is, Mr. Blanche." The bartender said the instant the door closed. Theodore's eyes widened.
"How did you know that was what I wanted to ask you about?" He said.
"One can assume, since the sheriff came. He didn't order a drink, which means he meant business." She smiled. Theodore, however, frowned.
"Shoot. Well, if you don't know where he is, then who does?" He asked.
The bartender leaned in. "Well," she whispered. "Those men in the corner of the bar. I heard them talking about The Snake. Perhaps they have the information you need."
Theodore nodded. "I should probably tell Kiff," He said. Just then, several gunshots were heard coming from the bar.
"Oh my!" The bartender yelled. She jumped up and she and Theodore ran out of the backroom to find Alvin standing up from a kneeling position.
"Awesome." He beamed. He turned to see Theodore and the bartender standing in the back with wide eyes. "Oh, howdy." He jeered. He dusted himself off and put his pistol in his holster.
Theodore saw that the man on the ground next to the sheriff's feet was one of the men that was in the corner. His gaze turned towards said corner and he saw that it was empty. He took a step forward. "What did you do?" He asked.
Alvin just grinned. He put a foot on the man's back and leaned against his leg. "I acquired the information."
Theodore thought for a moment. "So why did you send me to the backroom?!"
Alvin's grin widened. "To get you out of harms way." He spat into the spittoon near the door. "These bandits is tough."
Theodore grew red. Then he laughed. He couldn't help it. The bartender was still in shock.
"Don't worry ma'am, we'll take care of 'im." Alvin said, gesturing to the body. He grabbed the arms and began to drag him out the door. "Have a nice day, ma'am!" He said before he disappeared out the door.
Theodore tried to stop laughing. When he was calm, he turned to the bartender, who was still bewildered. Theodore let out a giggle. He tipped his hat and followed Alvin out the door quickly.
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Alvin was walking towards the other side of town. Theodore caught up with him. "Where are we going?" He asked.
"To none other than the richest person in town!" Alvin smiled. "Lady Ellie."
Theodore turned to his partner. "Do you really think she'll want to talk to us at this time of night?"
The sheriff looked to his partner. "Oh, trust me, she will." Alvin gave a sly smile and a wink.
Theodore stopped walking. "What? What do you mean, Kiff?"
Alvin continued to smile. "You'll see, Blanche. You'll see."
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It's Spring Break here in Florida and that means I will (try to) update a lot of my stories! Also, I might be putting up a few one-shots. Especially a Seven Minutes in Heaven sequel starring the crimson couple themselves! Also: Go to my profile and follow the link to get a taste of what my school's music department is like. It's pretty badass. See you later this week! Thanks for reading!