Protect the Innocent

"Augh! It hurts! Whatcha shoot me for, ya crazy broad!" cried the hard- working young lady.

"Gosh, I'm sorry." Prissy smirked. "That One-Eye Pete done pushed you in the bullet's path he did, I saw him."

Meanwhile, Pete had smacked down the other harlot and retrieved his gun. Now his face had the look of a demon almost and he said "I've been too nice to you Priscilla I'm thinkin. If ye're gonna shoot at your future husband like that, I reckon I should burn this town to the ground entire, afore I take ya for myself. Well then, I'll be back afore sundown with my gang of horse-thieves, and some nooses - for yir dad, the mayor and the clown-sheriff too, Hahahaha!!"

He grabbed a nearby horse and rode off laughing. "Dammit!" Fred said. "He got away!"

Prissy dropped her weapon, her hands were shakin'. "What have I done?" she whispered in horror.

Fred was shakin' too. One-Eyed Pete himself was quite a handful. How could Fred hope to fight off a gang of no-good varmints as well?

Suddenly there was a crackle of thunder as the Witch of Endor appeared. "Nyahahaha!" she said "Listen to me, fool!"

"It's you!" Fred said "Tell me, how can you stand all those Ewoks?"

"Ahem." she said "Your only hope is to summon the spirit of the ole sheriff, and hear what he has to say."

Fred thinks about this.

1. Fred accepts the aid of the Witch of Endor.
2. Fred orders the peasants to start sharpening polearms, and building fortifications around the town.
3. Fred tries to comfort Prissy in her feeling doomed.
4. Fred practices his gun skills some more.
5. Fred flips, and starts belting out an Elvis tune. Soon the women of the town are crawling all over him like soldier ants.
6. Fred escapes into the wilderness with a barrel of whisky, box of cigars, $500 and the two saloon whores.

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