A/N: The whole concept of Chorizo and Priscilla being brother and sister is my idea, THEY ARE NOT REALLY SIBLINGS IN THE MOVIE!

Disclaimer: I do not own Rango and I am not making any money off of this fic. Rango and its characters all belong to Nickelodeon and its wonderful cast and crew.

It was past noon by the time Priscilla woke up from her deep slumber, thanks to her brother waking her up at such an early hour. Without opening her eyes, she let out a small yawn while stretching the best she could while lying in her brothers' embrace. Then ever so slowly, the large yellow eyes opened and met another pair of smaller, yellow eyes. The young mouse gave a smirk at her older brother,

"Feeling better?" She questioned while raising one of her eyebrows.

Chorizo chuckled, "Hardly…this headache is killing me." He groaned while rubbing his temples with one hand while Priscilla sat up and crossed her arms, "Well that serves you right for staying out all night an' coming back drunk!"

It was Chorizo's turn to raise an eyebrow, "What are you my mother?" he taunted playfully as he rolled off the couch and landed on the floor with a soft thump and an 'oof!'. Priscilla looked at where her goofball brother laid on the ground. "Well someone has to be the mother figure of you." She responded while he sat up and looked her in the eye.

"If you were my mother then you'd be the only woman in history to have a son 15 years older than her." Chorizo remarked and laughed at his sisters' emotionless expression before he added while standing up, "And that's not even physically possible!"

The bandito rat raised his hands high above his head and clasped them together before he moved them behind his head. He then moved his shoulder blades back and grunted when he heard the satisfying sound of his back popping. Priscilla shuddered at the sound. Hearing her brother pop his back was just as bad as Stump pulling his finger till it popped. Shaking this thought from her head, Priscilla watched as Chorizo relaxed his body and he walked to the kitchen with Priscilla close behind.

"You know, I thought you were a thief when I heard you moving around down here." The young girl mused out loud before adding, "If I hadn't known it was you, I would have gut shot you."

Chorizo gave her a look, "A better thing you could have done would have been to stay in your room where it was safe and wait for me to come home." Priscilla just rolled her eyes at her brother, "I can take care of myself you know. Besides, you would have been too drunk to deal with a thief."

When the shrew didn't reply, Priscilla gave a victorious grin and sat at the kitchen table. She watched as her brother popped a small berry into his mouth before handing her a few as well. "So what are you gonna do today?" She asked while taking a bite out of the small fruit and chewed it slowly. Chorizo shrugged, "I think Bill wanted to play golf today so that's one thing. What about you?" He said while leaning against the small kitchen counter.

The girl swallowed her mouth full and responded, "I don't know…I guess I'm gonna talk to Sheriff Rango fer a while." She said while grinning. Chorizo frowned at the mention of the small reptile lawman. Unlike the rest of the town, he as well as Bad Bill, Stump, Kinski and Rattlesnake Jake, weren't fans of the Sheriff. Well it was basically him, Bad Bill, Stump and Kinski who didn't like Rango. Rattlesnake Jake seemed to be on somewhat good terms with the lizard. As long as the two didn't cross paths too often they were fine.

After the whole water fiasco and the mayor getting dragged away by Jake, the town wanted the mayor's four henchmen hung. The young Sheriff had been hesitant to 'okay' such an act and in the end, he decided against having the four outlaws hung. Apparently where he came from, the death penalty wasn't a common practice so instead of being sentenced to hang from the gallows, they were kept in the jailhouse for a couple of weeks in which Priscilla stayed in Beans care.

The four trouble makers couldn't really complain since imprisonment was much better than death. Chorizo had to admit that he and his friends owed the reptile their life and although they would never admit it to anyone, they were very grateful that Rango let them live.

But despite this, Chorizo still didn't like the fact that Priscilla spent so much time hanging around a lawman. "Why don't you go out and play with your friends your age. You never hang out with them anymore." He asked while the small mouse put her plate in the sink and washed it. She shrugged, " I don't know…I guess it's cause they still make fun of Sheriff Rango."

The older shrew frowned at the answer, "That's because their boys, they're supposed to make fun of lawmen! I used to do it all the time, hell, I still do it." He said while staring down at his sister.

Priscilla scowled, "No you're supposed to respect a lawman." She said but decided to change the subject when she sensed that this could easily turn into a serious argument. "Chorizo what time did Bill want you to play golf with him?" She questioned. Her brother looked confused at the sudden change of topic but replied, "I don't know…I guess around noon." Priscilla checked the time, "It' past noon." She replied.

"What?! Crap!" Chorizo exclaimed while looking at the clock himself and ran up the stairs to his room. He came back out a few moments later in his golfing attire and his clubs and ran to the door. He stopped right at the door frame, "I mean it Priscilla, you need to start being around kids your age again! I'll be back later! Adiós!" he called while closing the door leaving Priscilla all alone.

"Start being around kids your age." She mimicked while sitting on the couch and crossing her arms. Why couldn't her brother understand that she didn't want to hang out with the boys? Yes they were ok company and sometimes they were fun to play with, but then they would forget that she wasn't a boy, she was a girl. And facing the facts, there wasn't a whole lot of girls her age in town. So whenever the young boys felt like playing really rough, she had to sit out in order to avoid any injuries.

So what else was she to do but chat with the towns newest Sheriff. And honestly, she found his company very enjoyable, and she thought he was very funny. Whenever he wasn't too busy, he would always crack jokes with her and anytime the chameleon would go out of town, he would 'leave her in charge' to make sure her brother and the gang didn't cause too much trouble.

Priscilla sighed and pushed herself off the couch and walked to the front door. Time to see if said Sheriff was busy. She slowly opened the door and looked around as if expecting her brother to be waiting for her. When she saw that the coast was clear, she made a beeline towards the Sheriff's office.

She was almost their when a voice called out making her jump,

"Priscilla!"

'Darn!'

A/N: Chapter 2 edited and revised on 4/10/13.