Hide from Her (End)

She cursed under her breath and pulled her head behind the rock. Part of spying on someone was not getting caught. Besides, she didn’t actually have anything on her yet. She needed to regroup….

She spotted a dark cramped hole in the rock. Not an ideal hiding spot, but with seconds to decide, it would have to do! Making her way toward it, she tried to hurriedly wriggle her way inside.

She almost immediately realized it was a mistake, as halfway into the pit, she smelled something truly foul. She tried to reach forward to hold her nose, only to realize, to her horror, that she’s reached a spot too narrow to wriggle her shoulders free. Grunting, she wriggled a bit, before she came face to face with something terrible: A hooded skunk.

Tex winced and tried to stay still, as the furry creature glared angrily at her. “Easy now. Nice little varmint…” She shook her head. She really didn’t need a stink out. Not now.

“Pheew!” came a call from behind the sheriff. She wasn’t able to look back, but she could tell it was Marian. She had found her, quite easily in fact. “Smells like ya found something real special down there, sheriff. Out here varmint hunting?”

Tex let out a sigh of relief. It seemed that she hadn’t caught on. “Marian! Help me out of here!” She squirmed desperately. Maybe this really was all a misunderstanding. Maybe this stranger would come to her rescue.

“Sure thing!” Replied the busty lioness. Tex let out a sigh of relief. Then she let out a very loud yell. “YAAA!” Marian had grabbed her ponytail and gave it a hefty tug! That was the least of her worries, though, as the loud sound provoked her angry guest. The skunk turned around and lifted her tail. Tex whimpered and shook her head no, begging not to be blasted.

BPRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTT!!!!

Tex screamed as a potent bomb of skunk gas went off in the tight hollow. Fumes blasted heavy against her, clinging to her clothes and face. The skunk blasted her with such power that a green cloud erupted past the weasel, and erupted into the air, inches from Marian’s face.

“Pheew! Lucky she ain’t a sprayer, eh?” The lioness laughed. “I wish I had such fortune!” She fanned her face as the green cloud wafted from the hole. Hearing some coughing, she continued. “Hold on, I’ll try to find some way to get you out… Eventually.”

She turned to leave, but then thought better of it, snickering and pulling out another firecracker. This would teach her to stick her nose where it doesn’t belong. She lit it and rolled it down into the cave.

A delirious sheriff coughed at the skunk fumes, as the varmint folded her tail back down and took a step deeper into the cave. Tex sighed in relief, before she saw that sparkling fuse roll under her and right toward her tormentor. Tex flailed more than ever, trying to stop it. But it was too late. It rolled right under that skunk’s butt, and Tex closed her eyes.

SNAP!!

When Tex opened her eyes, she saw that her scruffy stinky friend’s butt had been burned, and covered in a layer of soot. And she looked livid. Lifting her tail high, she backed up toward the sheriff. Before long, Tex had fluff in her eyes, and a butt on her snout. At this range, she could hear gurgling. The skunk was brewing up the most potent punishment she could muster for her.

Marian heard the firecracker pop, and set a heavy rock over the hole. Not a second later, the very ground rumbled under her feet. “Oh, Tex. Sorry, I wasn’t thinking right. I’ll get you out…” She took a seat on the rock, waiting for the sheriff to be done socializing with skunk ass, before she’d retrieve what’s left of her.

Another tremor rocked the canyon, and the rock exploded off the hole! Marian was thrown, landing butt up in the sand. She straightened up and looked back as the smoking green hole. Not a single sound was heard from within.

“Ah. Yup. Definitely went too far on that. I’ll be back… once that cave is breathable again.” With a taunting wave goodbye, she headed back toward the train bridge.

Poor Tex, trapped and gassed out beyond recognition. It goes to show when sticking your nose in places you don’t belong, you’d better have an exit strategy.