"Hnnnghuuhgu…" moaned a dehydrated Pony Potter with his face down in the blistering sand. "Oh jesus christ end this nightmare" he pleaded. It's been days since the three lovers set out to find civilization, but to their dismay all they found were scorching dunes.
"C'mere bro, you need to eat." Radrig unbuttoned his shirt and put Potter's mouth to his pectoral. Radrig groaned as Potter suckled his raw teat. Potter unlatched from Radrig's chest moments later and looked up at Radrig with a pout. "Dry huh?" asked Radrig, Potter nodded reluctantly. Radrig let out a long breath, "I guess this is it buddy." Radrig drew from his pants a chrome revolver pistol. Potter went to go look down at the gun, but Radrig shook his head. "Radrig… I don't think i'm ready" he said, tears welling up in his eyes. "There's no way out of this bro, either we do this, or we wither away just like Hamburglar." They looked over at mound of sand covering the desiccated corpse of the once vibrant and dashing Hamburglar, who perished just days before.
Potter looked back at Radrig, then nodded "Alright, let's do it." Radrig kissed Potter intensely then put his forehead against his. Potter turned away, still in Radrig's embrace, and asked "Do you think it could have ended differently?" The two looked out over the dunes at the warm, golden sunset, then Radrig drew back the hammer on his pistol and said, "Maybe in another time".