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The park, morning

Listening to the radio broadcast had done nothing to improve Tex' mood. The town was still in disarray and no one was stepping up to take control and bring order. No one except for that weasel with too big ears and she really didn't trust him. He'd probably screw her over with weapon taxes if he could. As a freelancer she'd learned that the only person to trust was herself, so maybe it was time for her to step in.

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After hearing about the chaos in town, Kawalsky headed into town to find Tex before class. There was no way he could stop her if she was contributing to it, but there was no harm in checking up on his favorite (hah, that made him laugh) mercernary arms dealer.

He checked Blood Gulch Arms first. She wasn't there. His next stop was the park. She was probably plotting to kill the ducks again. While keeping his distance and keeping an eye out for those around him just in case, he called out to her. "Tex."

Tex was definitely eyeing the ducks, but whether there was genocide on her mind was unclear. She turned to the teenager. "Kawalsky," she nodded. "Hope you brought a gun."

"Funny. Mine are locked up at your place." He kept his eyes on the perimeter of the park rather than at Tex. "What's going on?"

"Anarchy," Tex replied as she pulled out one of her two M6Ds and held it out to Kawalsky. "The cops aren't showing up for work and Red's is empty. I don't do politics, but shouldn't someone have stepped up by now to bring order? This is getting annoying."

Kawalsky took the gun and checked it out. He looked back up. "You don't say. No one's taking the job. The Mayor's gone, the Sheriff's AWOL, people are ruining the place. So, when are you leaving?"

Tex tilted her head. "You saw what would happen if I try to go back," she replied.

He nodded. "Then the town being destroyed won't be good for business."

"No," she replied shortly and noticed one of the posters Quark had put up on a tree. Growling she shot a couple of bullets in his ears and through his forehead. "People being idiotic like this never is and if that weasel gets to be mayor, we'll all be screwed."

Kawalsky peered at the poster. "That thing is running for Mayor?"

"He wishes," Tex snarled. "I've already told him I'm going to break his neck if he comes near town hall."

"If it's not him, it's gonna be someone else."

"Probably," Tex relented and scowled some more at the poster, "someone's going to have to do it or I'm going to have to declare martial law."

Kawalsky unsuccessfully tried to smother a snort. "Right. You. Sheriff Tex. You gonna run for Mayor as well? Since you're on a roll and all."

Her first instinct was to say no, but then Kawalsky was laughing at her and that was kinda insulting. "What if I were?"

Kawalsky stopped laughing, but he was still amused at the situation. Not so much at Tex taking control, but at the fact that the Mayor, who had been a large talking red dog, had disappeared, the police department was conveniently not around and now the big, bad mercernary in armor was thinking about taking over to restore order. Only in Fandom.

"If you did run, you'd need a campaign. Threatening to shoot people who don't vote for you sure as hell won't work. They'd just bomb your place with you in it or hex you or somethin'. And if you won? Weeeell...you'd have an office." He smirked. "I could bring you muffins."

"Muffins? You're bribing me to become mayor with muffins?" Tex blinked and couldn't believe she was actually seriously considering this. She could deal with bombing, sorta, the hexing was another story. She paused. "Would I get paid?"

"Muffins are a legitimate form of bribery. And yeah, mayors get paid and in a place like this, where there's no council to report to, they have executive pow...wait, why the hell am I telling you this? You're not into politics."

"I'm not, but someone's got to step up before this town rips itself apart." She growled and tried to remember what one of her suppliers had told her.

"Yeah." He admitted that much. The town needed someone to step up to the plate. Someone who commanded respect through strength. "Someone does." He thought he heard something to his right and looked over there out of the corner of his eye. It was gone, but his instincts told him it was time to get moving. His hand flexed around the gun he was holding. "You've got my vote."

"Good to know, too bad you're too young to vote." Tex caught the movement too, but ignored it as she realised it was just that idiotic duck. "I think I'm going to get the cavalry."

It was a stupid slip-up, and one that made him feel stupid too. Thankfully, Tex seemed to be focused on other things. "Not another duck army..."

"I am not O'Malley," Tex shook her head. "No, something much more effective that will have this town under control in the blink of an eye. Unless that guy was talking crap at me in which case he'll be sorry."

"Well." He turned the gun around and offered it back to her. "Have fun with that. If you need, y'know, any rocket launchers fired or anything, you know where to find me."

Tex looked down at the gun and shrugged. "Give it to me when I get back and things are more calm."

He nodded once. He couldn't carry it around with him on campus, but he could put it in the weapons locker at the firing range. At least then he knew it was there.

"Tex. Don't get yourself killed." Because he didn't want to risk sounding sappy, he added, "I don't wanna have to deal with this town on my own. My schedule's full enough as it is."

Tex snorted. "Just make sure you fit bringing me muffins into that schedule of yours."

With a nod she moved off. She had a long trip ahead of her..

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