Buck was happily snuggling with his latest friend. Alice. She was a pretty
little thing and they'd had a fun night. With a sigh he nuzzeled closer to
her soft neck making her giggle.
He was completely unaware of the two voices speaking in a whisper outside
the door.
"Stay still, Nut! Otherwise I'll never get your hair in these pigtails!"
Marianne muttered around the brush she held in her mouth.
"I'm trying but you're pullin' to hard." Nutmeg responded.
"Sorry," Marianne said absently. Finally she released the pigtail.
"There! Done." She pushed her dress (this one fit properly.) into place and
adjusted the chignon her hair was arranged in. "Ready?" She murmured.
Nutmeg nodded and Marianne stepped up to the door and pounded on it.
"BUCKY? HONEY? Are you in there?" She called sweetly, her voice a little
higher than normal. "Mr.Standish said that ya'll were to drunk to come home
last night."
Alice pulled away and eyed Buck suspiciously. "WHO IS THAT?" She hissed.
Buck was genuinely confused. "I don't know Darlin', " He responded in
bewilderment. "Whoever she is...she's got the wrong Buck." He rose. "Ah
ma'am you've got the wrong room!"
Marianne grinned as Nutmeg expertly picked the lock. "Where did you
learn that?" She whispered.
Nutmeg looked innocent. "A certain bounty hunter friend."
Marianne shook her head. "I won't ask. All right Nut' you're up."
Looking 'worried' Nutmeg eased the door open. "Papa? Are you
all....PAPA!!!!" She shrieked her hands flying to her mouth in horror.
"Mama! Stay outside!"
"Meg honey?" Marianne stepped through the door her voice oozing false
concern. "What's wrong sugar?" She looked up and her face began the picture
of horror. "BUCK!!!!!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!!!!!!!!!" She stared in 'shock'
at the woman in the bed. "Who is she?" Her face began to look sad and tears
threatened. "Meg, sweet, go outside. You shouldn't see this!"
Nutmeg shook her head. "No mama, I'm not leavin' you!"
"How could you do this to me Buck?" Marianne asked her voice hoarse. "To
me and the children?" She wailed her voice gaining steam.
Buck's mouth gaped then recovered quickly. "Marianne what are you
doin'?" He hissed.
"WHAT AM I DOIN'?" Marianne wailed even louder. "WHAT AM I DOIN'! How
dare you ask me that!!!!!!!!! You're the one who spent the night in
another's arms. Haven't years we've spent together mean anything to you?
Anything? What happened to forever Buck? You promised me forever?" She
sobbed. "And then you do this? How could you?"
"Mrs.Wilmington..." Alice began." I ASSURE you I had no..."
"Silence you hussy!" Marianne snapped. "You're lucky I don't call
Mr.Sanchez up here! How dare you presume to apologize to me?" She hissed
then turned her attention to Buck. "Well...Mr.Wilmington. You might as well
stay here! 'Cause you sure ain't coming home with me! I'll send JD with your
clothes this afternoon. But if you as much show your face around my house
I'll have you shot. I'm sure Mr.Larabee would oblige." She turned and with
Nutmeg in tow stormed out.
Buck turned to Alice and began to explain. "Alice...this is a
misunderstanding...She's not my wife..." He trailed off as Alice rose from
the bed furious.
"Not NOW she isn't. How could you do that to her !!!!! The mother of
your children. AND with one of them present!!!!!" She grabbed Buck's clothes
and shoved him against his chest. "GET OUT!" She snapped.
Buck clutched at his clothes. "But darlin'..." He began.
"Don't you darlin me!" Alice said and gave him another shove. One that
sent him flying out through the window.
He rolled off the sloping roof to land in a mud puddle by the boardwalk.
When he looked up he saw Marianne leaning against a post smiling smugly.
"Mornin' Buck" She drawled in true Larabee fashion. "Interrupt
somethin!"
Buck glared as Nutmeg came out her hair free of the pigtails.
Gotcha!" Nutmeg said looking every bit the cat that ate the canary.
"I'm gonna..." Buck began.
"I'd get dressed first. Folks'll talk." Chris spoke from where he and
Vin sat sharing a bottle of whiskey.
"Chris! Are you gonna let these two get away with this?" Buck said
standing.
"Seems to me." Vin said sitting up and winking at Marianne who grinned
slyly in return." That they already have,"
"Just you wait Tanner!" Buck warned pointing a muddy finger at the
ex-bounty hunter. "Your turn's comin'....It's just a matter of time."
Vin shrugged. "All in good fun Buck....All in good fun. 'Sides
Marianne's one of my most vocal Vixens. She wouldn't do something to
bad..would you?"
Marianne considered it. "No...nothing permanent or horribly embarrassing
anyway. Unless it was to good to resist."
Vin shook his head. "Is there anything you can resist."
"Well yes...as long as it has nothing to do with a certain lean." Nutmeg
cut in. "That Marianne can never resist. Nor would she want to."
"Come on Pard," Marianne said with a grin. "We must chose our next
victim. There are five choices from which to select a proper candidate."
Nutmeg laughed. "Oh, I think I have just the one..."
The two young women walked off laughing.
Suddenly Marianne stopped and turned. "Don't worry Buck. We'll get
someone to explain every thing to Alice."
Buck walked off...his longjohns dripping mud.
"You know..." Chris considered. "Maybe we should be worried."
"Naw...." Vin shook his head. "The girls are just having some good clean
fun. They're cheering up the list."
Chris grinned. "I'm not so sure about the clean part but the fun sounds
about right."
(Don't worry. Buck was forgiven and sustained no bruises from his fall off
the roof. However he's now very wary of mud puddles)
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