Try to sweet talk Clementine to get more help

Texas weighed her options in between her efforts to **** her body back into shape. Clucknoggin did just ass blast her into a puck, but she wasn’t malicious (a rarity as far for these situations) and wanted to help out. She wasn’t good for this kind of work but time was of the essence and she still needed help. She just needed her to get “in shape” and get some more help on board. The Clucknoggins aren’t looked upon for much, but if a posse was forming, having them on your side was usually a good way to get the other to reconsider since big gassy asses seemed to be the one thing most people respected (or feared).

“Wow Clementine! That was...great! Never felt more relaxed in my life!” Texas said, body practically screaming as her flattened, pretzeled up body yearned to reform.

“In fact! I don’t think I’ve ever smelled this nice either! I can tell your really gonna make my life...a whole lot better...as part of the team!” Texas lied through her teeth, she hated doing this, especially to such a good hearted gal like Clementine, but April’s safety and life came first in her mind so some compromises had to made. Plus, even if Tex was a bad liar, she had a feeling Clementine was a worse scrutinizer.

“Well Shoot! Thank ya Missy Sheriff! That there warms me hart somthin fierce! Hav’nt felt like that This’n since I got my first kiss! Ya should hav seen her face! A tomater it was as we pecked the day gone!” Clementine blushed, hands clasped together as she swooned to herself, having a much stronger reaction than Tex expected.

“Well you know what warm BOTH our hearts even more? Saving your fellow deputy April! She got caught by that nasty Smiling Jacks and I needed some help getting her back! Your already a great start, but I’m thinkin’ we need ourselves even more help! Put ourselves together a posse! What do ya say?”

This got the single gear in the chickens’ head turning. If there was one thing her family got, it was group justice, and even she could put the pieces together here as she waddled over to Texas, a smile across her beak as a look of understanding dawned on her.

“Is water brown, Missy Sheriff? Course I’m in!” Clementine said, grabbing onto the smashed up Tex and lifted her up with a sparkle in her dim eyes.

“Uh, why is water brown?” Tex asked with a nervous grin.

“Duh! Pa said it caus our bods turn it like there that! At least when I ever get wet it don does!” She explained, sending a shiver down Texas’ spine as she laments having to had to rely on her at all.

“Oh of course! My bad! Hey, ya mind helping me, get to normal? Can’t really move much like this now can I?” Texas asked, wiggling her crunched up legs to try and show Clucknoggin her predicament.

“No time Sheriff! Ya relax now! I just got da folks to help out!” Clementine smiled, tossing her boss back onto the fetid chair as she waddled out the door, overalls still left undone as she walked out the door, determined to get some folks together to help out.

“Dammit!” Texas yelled aloud, she hoped to get her to help her reshape and then they’d do this together, as there was no telling who’d Clementine consider worth calling to help out, nor who’d be smart enough (not a hard benchmark) to trick her into wanting to help out when they had quite the opposite in mind. Either way, Tex was left by her lonesome, body mashed together, slowly reshaping as she waited with baited breath (and stinging nose) for her dumbass new deputy to bring some extra recruits (or enemies) to her door.