Welcome to Cowtown-chapter 2
"Wha-my face! I'm not human! I'm a...a ...cow!"She screamed, hands pressed to her cheeks as she continued to stare at her reflection.
"Ma'am, get down!" Cowlorado called out, grabbing her and shielding her with his body from Shock Holiday's bullets.
Cowlorado was now on top of her. Staring back at him were the bluest eyes he had ever seen. They reminded him of the ocean. His blush got deeper.
"Um, you want to get off...m?"She began, then saw by the moonlight, that he wasn't human either but was a bull dressed like a cowboy.
"Y-you're a cow? A talking cow?" She asked, as he got off her letting her up and backing away from him.
Cowlorado looked at her confused at first but then remembering where he was tried to calm her.
"It's alright. Just..." He began.
"Kid! Ma'am! Get down!" Dakota screamed, "Before you get hit..."
Dr. Laura screamed as a bullet hit her arm. She grabbed it with her other hand and it was coated with blood. Her blood. She was now freaking out. She was about to fall out when Cowlorado caught her before she hit the ground.
"How is she?" Moo asked, glancing over at the unconscious form of Dr. Laura. He hid with his two hombres behind some rocks.
"Her arm was hit." Cowlorado said, glancing with concern at the pretty prostrate form in his arms.
"Lost a lot of blood. Looks like she fainted. Poor girl." Dakota sympathized.
"We gotta get her to a doctor. That bullet's gotta be removed from her arm right away." Moo told them.
"I'll do it." Cowlorado said.
"Dakota and I will buy you some time." Moo said.
Moo got up and fired two star badges hitting the rock behind Shock Holiday and his gang. The two warthogs were covered in a mini avalanche of rocks.
"Care to stick around?" The wolf gang member asked, firing a sticky goo from his gun. Dakota picked up a huge branch catching the substance onto it's mini branches.
He flung it back catching Shock Holiday and the wolf henchman full in the face.
"Go, Cowlorado. Now!" Moo commanded.
Cowlorado climbed up on his trusty steed, Jezebel, taking care to put the doctor in front while he rode in back. The young bull took off like a shot praying he wasn't too late to save the young woman's life.
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Dr. Morris ran through the woods. He wanted to leave this crazy place. First, he and Dr. Laura are attacked by some strange creatures then three cowboys on horses arrive and then everyone starts shooting. He felt a little twinge of guilt for leaving Dr. Laura behind but he told himself that this was out of his field of reasoning.
"She's a resourceful woman. She'll be fine." He told himself.
He soon made out a town down below the Mesa. It was to this town he made his way.
"Cowtown." He read the sign.
He hid behind a barn wall as one of the cowboys who tried to rescue them on the Mesa rode into town cradling an unconscious Dr. Laura. Dr. Morris saw the young bull take her in to see the doctor.
...
"How is she, doc?" Cowlorado asked.
"I removed the bullet. There appears to be no infection. I gave her something to help her sleep." The doctor explained.
Within minutes, Marshall Moo Montana and the Dakota Dude rode into Cowtown. Tied up and riding on horses in front of them were Shock Holiday and his gang.
"The marshall's done it, Miss Lily. He caught Shock Holiday and his gang!" A little calf told a female calf dressed in a purple lacy showgirl outfit who just stepped out of the Tumbleweed saloon.
At this time, a crowd gathered to watch the two brave cowboys.
"Evening, folks. Hey, Miss Lily." Moo said, with a slight blush in his cheeks as he glanced over at the female cow.
"Well, hey, there, Moo. I feel much safer with you fellas around." She replied, blushing back.
"That was great. I knew you'd would bag Shock Holiday." The young calf said.
"All in a day's work, Calf-pint." Marshall Moo smiled, playfully rumpling the child's hair, "Like the code of the West says, "The early cow gets the first cud."
Everyone looked at him confused.
"You see the Kid, Cody?" Dakota asked.
"He showed up here in Cowtown an hour ago carrying a lady badly hurt." explained the boy.
"Well, I'm gonna go escort these prisoners to jail. Then check on our patient."
...
"Here's your new home, boys." Moo told Shock Holiday and his gang. Sheriff TerrorBull and Mayor Bulloney were standing at the entrance of the jail.
"Take em away, sheriff. They're all yours." Moo said.
"On what charges?" The sheriff asked.
."You're joking." Moo said, "They've robbed trains and attacked innocent people. If that's not a reason to lock them up, I don't know what is."
"Well, unless you have some solid proof as to why I should put them in jail, I gotta let them go."
'What? You can't!"
"Now, Marshall, he's the sheriff. He's the law. You don't want to disobey the law, now do you?" The mayor asked, with a malicious sneer on his face.
Moo gritted his teeth and steam came out of his nostrils. He worked hard to capture Shock Holiday. This wasn't the first time TerrorBull questioned his authority. He was always trying to find some lame excuse to let all of Moo's captures go. It really bugged Moo especially when Mayor Bulloney backed him up. He suspected that TerrorBull made trouble for him on purpose. The mayor and the sheriff both were inordinately jealous of Moo because he was well liked in Cowtown.
Lots of times, he went along with the two conspirators. He hated it. He longed for the day Mayor Bulloney and TerrorBull would leave Cowtown and justice could prevail. But for now, he complied with their wishes. He grudgingly uncuffed a now grinning Shock Holiday and his gang.
"You're free, just don't come back to Cowtown." Moo warned.
"Oh, of course. Bye, Marshall." Shock Holiday grinned as he and his boys rode away.
"Oh, Marshall. There's something I need you to do..." Mayor Bulloney began.
"Later. It can wait." Moo cut in with slumped shoulders and slowly walking away. TerrorBull and Bulloney cackling at his retreating back.
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A few hours later, Dr. Laura opened her eyes.
"Uh, where am i?" She asked.
She looked around to see she was in a room of some kind. There was a dresser, a window, a nightstand, and she saw she was lying on a brass bed of some kind. Her arm was now bandanged up and in a sling.
"Oh, good. You're awake." Said a voice.
The doctor now entered the room. He wasn't human but a dark brown sheep in a labcoat and a shirt and pants.
"W-who are you? What are you?" She asked.
"I'm Doc Ram. I'm the local doctor around here." He explained.
"I don't even know where here is."
"Moo Mesa. And you're in Cowtown."
"Cowtown?"
Dr. Laura got up and walked to the window. She took one look at her reflection and looked away. She was still a cow.
"So, it's not a dream." She murmured.
"Afraid not." He replied.
"But...where's Los Angeles?" She asked, out loud.
"Los where?"
Dr. Laura looked up to see Cowlorado, Dakota, and Moo slowly approach her. She could see that they were bulls and not human.
She quickly picked up a large book and held it up ready to swing it at them.
"Don't come any where near me, you...you..." She began.
"Whoa! Calm down, ma'am. We're the law here. We ain't gonna hurt you." Moo said, soothingly.
"Who are you, guys?" She asked, putting down the book.
"I'm Marshall Moo Montana and these are my deputies." Moo replied, "The big guy is the Dakota Dude. And you've already met the Cowlorado Kid."
"Oh, uh, hi." Dr. Laura said, shaking hands with them.
"I'm the one that brought you into town to get you to the doctor." Cowlorado said, "I didn't catch your name."
"Dr. Laura Holt." She replied, nodding at them.
"Laura...wow. what a pretty name." Cowlorado breathed.
