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Chapter 7 by Pringle Pringle

Who is she?

Vivian, the Mayor of Gold springs.

“Well, I’m obviously Vivian, mayor of gold springs.”

Responded the weasel as she suddenly donned a beautiful dress, her hat flying away as she pulled out a small hand fan as well to fan herself down, her hair braided into a much more formal look.

“Oh! Miss Vivian- right this way.” Muttered the guard as she held open the door for Texas, the weasel smirking as she walked right on in, only for the bouncer to close it behind her, see, inside Texas greeted to what could only be described as a palace of gold, that could probably blind someone with its gleam, packed with guests, red carpet rolled out royally on the floor, servants dutifully catering to people’s orders, something Tex would never expect to see from gold springs...

Then suddenly as she was forcefully snapped Out of her trance of admiration for the beautiful estate, a butler had walked up to Texas holding a serving tray, with drinks on top.

“Would you care for a drink, miss?”

Asked the loyal butler, the beverages he was offering were green in colour and strangely enough had apple slices on the side, odd choice for a cocktail, but Tex was sure it couldn’t be anything major as she took a swig, only to then hear the iconic noise of a utensil colliding gently with a glass, Texas looking up only to see...That Brat she was after! Escorted by a bottom heavy wolf and a more reasonably sized fox, which was weird considering their employer appeared to be a rabbit herself, but the west was as wild as weird.

“Attention! Attention! My lovely partygoers, thank you for coming out on such short notice, I understand that recently, our most valiant members of law enforcement have been disappearing rapidly, and i wanted to hold a party to take everyones minds off it! See, when i was a little bun, my father was a sheriff...did everything for his family, till he...*sniff*, tragically passed away one night..on the job..” The host of the ball snuffled, as she revealed a handkerchief and blew her nose. “And ever since then- I’ve wanted to do all I could to help the law! Supplying them with arms, and funding, as I’m sure most of you know.”

At this point, Texas was eyeing her options since Bratty B seemed like she was going to be on this spiel for a few more minutes, which provided the weasel with a somewhat advantageous opening to capturing her, but how..

But how?

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