No, But...

"I... uh... Oh, shit..."

Even though Texas was lucky enough to get the gun and be ready to fire in case the Mayor or her thug made their move, she did realize that she was outnumbered. Brute **** wasn't going to help her here, and she was trying but failing to come up with a plan on the fly.

"Heh... Looks like this is where your story ends, Sherriff. If you shoot me, then this backwater town will go even further into chaos. How will you possibly be able to handle all that hostility thrown your way?"

Vivian gave a slimy smile across her face as she felt that victory was on her side even with the odds stacked against her. That wasn't enough to faze Texas, though.

"Ah'll take mah chances, you dirty bilgerat. Ah'm the Sherriff of this here town, and it's mah home. Ah won't let anyone wreck it, especially crooked folk like you!"

The mayor simply rolled her eyes.

"Ooooo, I'm so scared. Then go ahead, Texas. Shoot me. I dare you. As soon as you do, my associate there will charge at you and put you through a fate worse than ****. So go on. Make your move."

She stood her ground and waited for Texas to pull the trigger. In a situation like this, she had no other choice in the matter. After all, what else could she do? If she shot the mayor, then her thug would go in for the kill right after. And if she didn't, then who knows what may happen to her? Something told her that she wasn't willing to find out.

With a heavy heart, the weasel took the gun and aimed it right at the mayor, cocking it to fire. But as she was about to...

"RAAAAGH!"

Out of nowhere, Roxxie attacked the rhino with her outrageously large ass, slamming her against the wall. This shocked both Texas and Vivian, the latter of whom was agitated from the action.

"Roxxie! What is the meaning of this!?"

The kangaroo pulled her ass away and watched as the rhino fell to the ground, landing with a huge thud and laying there ****.

"You talk down to me when I fail a simple job? I won't take that bullshit from you, Mayor! No one makes a fool of Roxxie Roo!"

Texas, still aiming the gun at the mayor, was still looking at Roxxie with a surprised look on her face.

"Roxxie..."

Roxxie crossed her arms and looked towards Texas with a snarky scowl.

"Don't get any bright ideas, Sherriff. I ain't your friend or anything like that. I just don't like when that pompous bitch thinks she's tough shit, so I made an example by knocking the daylights out of her friend here. Now hurry and cuff her already--unless you want me to take care of her myself? I know you don't want her dead, am I right?"

The weasel was still holding the gun at the Mayor, but Roxxie was right. Killing her like this would leave a bad taste in her mouth, but she couldn't just let the mayor get away. She needed to be given justice, not ****. So it was either locking her up in jail or giving her to the kangaroo bandit to do whatever she see fit with the lynx.