Abra Empowers Georgia

(Originally by Cheese111)

Georgia's days weren't busy ever since she got the boot from Texas. The disgraced former deputy busied herself mostly with booze and running odd jobs for Vivian when nobody was looking. Today shaped up to be more of the same. With the weasel keeping a keen eye on the mayor work was at an all-time low, so booze was all there was left. At least the bribes she got fired for would fund a sizeable volume of **** to last her until she'd either find another well-paying gig or until she overthrew that damned weasel. The mare huffed. She should be the one maintaining the law in this town. Texas is far too scrawny to be any sort of imposing threat, not to mention her severe lack of vision. Surely she could see that the town would run so much better if the sheriff and the mayor aligned their goals? She could be swimming in money, but instead all she does is nose around in everyone's business. The mare grumbled to herself until she saw a small figure approaching her.

"Hello dere, me name be Abra. I can sense you and I have a mutual goal and I am here to help you."

"Hold on there, ya scrawny puke. What does a lil' varmint like you think you can do to help me? I could squash you flat in one step! I don't need your help!"

"Alright den, I guess you don't want to humiliate Texas and take her place..." Abra said nonchalantly and turned around. Predictably a large hand came down on her shoulder, stopping her in her tracks and roughly spinning her back around. Her smug grin was met with Georgia's intense stare. The mare glared at the small cheetah with such ferocity it felt like she was about to burn a hole right through her.

"Ah, I see I got your attention now..."

"You got my attention, make it good or you're the one getting humiliated." Georgia whispered as loudly and threateningly as she could without drawing any attention to the alleyway the two were in.

"It be simple. I use my wily magics and bestow you with a blessing. With it you can overwhelm Texas and take your rightful place as sheriff of this town."

The large mare smiled. She'd heard this before. "Uh huh, magic, right?" She wanted to continue but now it was Abra's turn to stare daggers. Her confident grin turned into a bitter scowl and her eyes lit up with fury. Suddenly the large mare felt a stinging pain shoot through her arm. She let go of the diminutive cheetah, stepping back and seeing the small totem in her hand. It looked vaguely horse-like and a pin was stuck in its arm. Georgia's eyes widened with disbelief and curiosity. Abra was about to stick another pin in the totem when she saw the look of wonderment on the mare's face.

"Ho-lee shit, you're a real magician!" Abra furrowed her brow. "Witchdoctor actually, but the name doesn't matter. What matters is whether you want my help now?"

Giddy like a schoolgirl Georgia nodded. Who knows what other tricks this 'witchdoctor' had up her sleeve. And moreover, how she could use them to destroy Texas. The cheetah smiled contently, seeing the large mare almost jump up and down with excitement. It was good to see not everyone was as cynical and jaded as that grumpy weasel, which brought her back to her scheme.

"Alright, here's the deal. I be givin you a special blessing on two conditions. Don't try to mess with me here, these are important to me." Georgia's face sank back into a serious glare. "Firstly, once you've gotten your power you will use it to take on Texas. After that you can use it to punch as many people and things as you like. But Texas will be the first to feel the sting of my magic, understood?"

"Hah, don'tcha worry little thing, tha's ma plan anyways. Now what else do ya want?"

"Before you smash her lights out, I want you to tell that weasel... 'Abra sends her regards.' That'll drive home that she brought de wrath of a real witchdoctor on her head. How long she be livin after dat I leave up to you. But make sure she knows it was my magic that brought about her downfall. It was my magic that made her enemy unstoppable."

"Yea, that sounds easy enough. Ya had me worried there for a moment, thinkin I had to be your servant or somethin."

"No, after you delivered my message and humiliate the weasel you can do as you please with your new gifts. De spirits be generous and so am I. Now, do we have a deal?"

"Damn straight you've got a deal." Georgia said with a beaming smile holding out her hand. Abra gently placed hers in the large palm only for the mare to unintentionally shake her about. The witchdoctor needed a moment to recover from her new partner's enthusiasm. She almost felt sorry for the sheriff, knowing what terrible vengeance the mare would unleash upon her. But first a more important question arose. What blessing should the mare get?