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Chapter 7 by Heavy Ion Heavy Ion

Fight Or Flight?

Attempt an escape

Texas couldn't hide, she'd just be delaying the inevitable and leave herself **** for Georgia to find and pick off as she saw fit. No, what she needed now was action, and she knew just how to do it. The Weasel leaned up against the wall right next to the staircase, listening for the loud stomps and the sound of the floor boards creaking as Georgia made her way up the stairs. She could hear the mare let out a snort, clearly she wasn't happy that Texas hadn't been caught yet. Well she was going to have to be disappointed for a long while Texas reckoned, as she wasn't going to let herself get captured anytime soon! The Weasel waited until the last second, when Georgia was just about to reach the top of the staircase, that's when the Sheriff made a break for it. Knowing Georgia was the largest thing in Gold Springs, Texas grabbed the top of the doorframe and swung herself forward, throwing her body into a flying double kick right into Georgia's massive gut, then...

What happened?

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