An outhouse (end)

She yanked open the door to the outhouse and entered, closing the door and locking it. It stunk in here, but this should be a safe place to hide A few moments later her pursuer would come rushing around the corner breathing heavily. "WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?!" She yelled furiously, before taking a few deep breaths and calming herself down. "Think Thumper, she can't have gone far, she must be hiding somewhere 'round here..." Thumper would take her time to look around the place, checking behind bales of hay, under equipment before eventually arriving right in front of a feed crate.

"Thank god I didn't hide in there." Texas said to herself "How does this thing open again... Nope not that side... Ah here we go." Thumper lifted up the lid slightly and Texas held her breath in the hope that would mean the guard wouldn't notice her. But it seems like Texas' luck hadn't run out yet as Thumper's belly let out a loud rumble prompting her to immediately let go off the lid and put her arms around her abdomen instead. "Fuck, I really shouldn't be running on a full stomach. Oh yeah this is bad... CLEAR THE WAY!" She exclaimed before rushing toward the outhouse.

Texas was about to notify Thumper that the outhouse was in fact occupied, but it seems Thumper didn't really respect the lock on the door simply kicking it in. The door smacked Texas in the face, knocking her back and down the hole, lying in a pile of filth staring up as a fat rabbit butt covered the hole she'd entered through.

Several weeks later while cleaning out the outhouse one of Jacks' compatriots would find a sheriff's star among the muck and would immediately take credit for having defeated the sheriff, earning her a nice promotion and meaning she never had to clean the outhouses again. So hey, at least things turned out well for someone?

THE END