It wasn't much of a town. Just a couple buildings, but it still was interesting. I was walking besides stranger, when a bunch of Clakkers started to gather around us clucking. They were all crowding us, a couple of the Clakkers got within less than 2 ft away from me. I was scared to lash out, yet again, I will turn if I don't do something. I was terrified, and I felt my fur bristle. I was never exposed to crowds this close, so this was something new and nerve wracking.
I felt a feathered hand touch my arm, and I snapped.
"HISSS!"
I hit the Clakker hard enough to throw him back a couple feet, right on his ass. I eyed the Clakkers, seeing if any of them dared to touch me again. If they did, they might get killed, literally. I heard growling come from my shoulder. Bolt was ready to pounce on anything that came near. I retreated back to a stunned Stranger.
"If ya'd told me, I would've done dat myself." I simply nodded my head while keeping a close eye on all the Clakkers. They all were clucking and squabbling. They didn't get within a ten-foot radius of us.
"Rouge, I can't feel my fingers." I realized that I had my hand wrapped around Strangers wrist tightly. I quickly withdrew my hand, and I left a red mark imprint of my hand. I blushed. God, I'm an idiot! We arrived at the Bounty Store with no more 'complications'. He opened one of the swinging doors, and held it open for me.
"Thank you . . . " I mumbled and hurried into the bounty store. I waited for Stranger and followed behind him, slightly afraid that I would show up on the bounty list. I took a quick scan of the bulletin board, and didn't find me on it. I released a sigh of relief. All I needed was to wind up back there at the Lab, and get tormented again. I watched as stranger slammed the slightly yellowed wanted poster onto the counter.
"I got dat punk ass."
"Alrighty stranger. Here's your moolah!"
He pulled out a wad of cash and he slapped it onto the counter. Stranger grabbed the moolah and stuffed it into his pocket.
"I got another outlaw; his name is Looten Duke. Here's his poster stranger"
He set another poster on the counter. Stranger tapped his fingers on the counter as he inspected it.
"Sure, why not." He huffed he took it and showed it to me.
"Ew . . . Disgusting SOB!" I stated. That got a good laugh from them both and I smiled.
"Come on, let's getcha some real clothes."
I nodded my head and I ran ahead and opened the door for him this time. He walked through the door and ruffled my hair as a thanks. I huffed and followed him
I stood here trying to decide if I should get a blue, or green-yellow shirt.
"whatcha think Bolt?" I questioned. He motioned to the green-yellow shirt. I put the blue shirt back up. I already picked me a cheap pair of jeans, and I got my 'essentials' and a hair brush. I began to browse the selection of shoes. I found a nice pair of cheap boots. It was a dark brown, with nice and bright turquoise markings. It was lightly used, so of course it was cheap, and it fit. I grabbed those.
"Is this okay?"
He nodded his head. "Yeah, it's fine as long as it ain't gonna cost me an arm and a leg."
"Thanks!" I hurried to the cash register, and I placed them onto the counter. The Clakker rang it up and it totaled up to 25.85. Jeez! Stuff adds up fast, but not a bad deal for what I got. Stranger pulled out some moolah, and counted it out and handed it over to the clerk.
"Ya costin me a leg!" he joked. I chuckled.
"Okay, I'll go get that 50 dollar pair of jeans." I laughed. I don't know why, but I was all jumpy inside, but in a good way. It took me a while to figure it out at first. This feeling, I have never felt before. Stranger caused it. I'm kinda glad I got shot, or else I wouldn't be happy. It's kinda funny actually. I swiped away the clothes as soon as the moolah was handed over. Stranger chuckled. I followed him out, and he once again held the door open for me. I was planing to take a bath and then put the clothes on after I bathed.
"Do ya know a place where I can take a bath, Stranger?" he stopped and thought.
"Follow me." I tagged along happily. The only 'bath' I had ever gotten was a spray down with a high pressured hose when I started to stink I followed him to a building that was located away from the bounty store, and almost hidden behind another house. It was about two stories high, and it said, "Big Mama's Hotel: For All Your Housing Needs"
"What is that?" I questioned
"They got showers." He simply said. I continued to follow him and he held the door open since I had my hands full of clothing. I stepped in and nodded my head as thanks.
"Why howdy partner!" I nearly jumped out of my own skin when she said that in a loud voice.
"Oops! I didn't mean ta scare ya miss!" I smiled as a response.
"Oh, hi there stranger! I didn't see ya there at first! So what would you two like today?"
"A shower for 'er." He motioned to me and I got a bit nervous because I was so ugly. And why was I self conscious?
"Sure thang! Come on dear." She walked to a door and opened it. She walked in there with me following, the room had sinks, and what I guess would be showers. There were four wooden stalls, and they locked. I've only heard of showers, but never seen one.
"Ya can pick whichever shower you want," I got pulled from La La Land. "And ya get three bottles of soap that comes with it."
She opened a locked cabinet and pulled out the three small bottles.
"Body soap, shampoo, and conditioner." I had no idea what they were, but I didn't want to embarrass myself because she said it like it was very common. She handed it to me, and she pulled out two towels and she also placed them on my overstocked arms. She showed me where the hamper was to put the dirty towel in and she left before I could say thanks. I hung my new clothes over the door, and my boots half way under my stall. I closed and locked it.
"Well, Bolt, you want a bath?" his eyes opened wide and he looked uncertain. "It'd help your fleas!" he quickly nodded. I set him on a little shelf that I could put my soap on. I shed my lab coat and I looked at my pathetic body. Weeks of dirt was on there, along with dried, crusty fur I sighed at my filthy and scarred body. I turned a knob, and ice cold water shot out, scaring the tar out of me! I quickly switched it off, and turned the other one, and I gasped as I got soaked with steaming hot water. I turned the cold knob and the hot water became warm. I sighed with relief. I grabbed and began to read the back of the soap bottles.
Satisfied, I picked up Bolt and I put him under the warm water. He began to purr and smile. I smiled also and I put a drop of soap on him, and I gently rubbed it in with my finger. It began to foam and he started to purr louder. Fleas started to die and fall off as I rinsed him off. I set him on the little ledge and I scrubbed myself, getting this filth off of me.
I sighed and looked at the mirror. I looked so much better. I wasn't dark brown anymore; I was a light brown. I didn't look as near as dark, and my head hair was sleek and shiny, especially after I brushed it. I had stuffed my papers into my bra. I stood about 7ft tall, sand colored thin fur all over my body, with dark brown hair that liked to collect in spikes, and it came down a little past my shoulders. I had two long ears that were narrow at the base, fat in the middle, and they slithered down to a point. I had long arms that hung down a hair past my knees, and I had hooves for feet, and five fingers with black claws. I also had razor sharp teeth, just like a Fuzzles. I looked good in my clothing, and then I picked up a extra fluffy Bolt and I set him on my shoulder. I stepped out. Stranger was lounging in a chair and he stood up as soon as he saw me. His eyes scanned me and I felt a little uneasy.
"Ya look marvelous dear!" I looked at the Clakker.
"Thank you ma'am." I smiled, "thank you for the shower too, and thank you Stranger for paying for the shower also."
"Any time." Stranger said, while he adjusted his hat.
"No problem dear." Replied the female Clakker.
Stranger motioned for me to follow and he opened the door for me. I mumbled a thank you and walked out.
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