[stonetooth]

Day Two: Welcome to the force

Clucks woke up to the small and hot room where he was supposed to live for the next few days. His body was nearly plastered to the bed with sweat, but he somehow managed to get up and put on his overalls and hat.
He walked over to the Sheriff's Department building and through the door to the unfriendly face of Sheriff Charles. "Ah, odd dummit' Clucks! Why couldn't you've not shown up today?!?!" Charles said angrily.
"Why would I do that...I do WORK here, after all..." Clucks said, half-awake.
"I made a bet with Fred that you would quick. I bet twenty moolah, I was that confident!" he cursed. At that moment Fred walked in with a happy look on his face. "I told ya! Hand it over, tubs!" Fred said it with glee.
"Alright, alright. Jeez..." He dug into his overall pockets and pulled out a wad of moolah and handed it to Fred, who took it gladly.
"Good doing business with you, Boss."
"Yeah, whatever. Now, where were we? Ah yes, Clucks. follow Fred into the back and get your 'equipment' alright?" Charles said, a bit less angry.
"Yes sir, right away!" Clucks said with a salute.
"Stop being such a suck up, ya' puss." Fred said with a roll of his eyes.
The two were in the back of the building, in the store room. Fred dug through multiple boxes and finally pulled out a pistol, a leather holster, and a few rounds of ammo and tossed them to him, which he fumbled to catch. "Oh and don't forget your badge, Deputy." He tossed a pointy badge at him, which Clucks grabbed at with stupidity, because the points of it stabbed into his hand. "Oh my Odd! You coulda' warned me Fred! Oww!" he grunted with pain.
"C'mon, stop being such a woosie and man up."
"CLUCKS! GET IN HERE A.S.A.P!" Charles shouted from the other room.
"Clucks, to make sure your "worthy" enough of being MY deputy, I'll inform you of our first mission together. OK? Good. Turns out the local store owner, Mr.Lester, is having trouble with a group of thugs. Apparently a duo of outlaws come into his store and rough him and some of his customers, claiming that if Mr.Lester doesn't do what they say, that their gang leader, Bad Boris, will burn his store to the ground. We're going to be guarding the store for the next couple of days, and if those outlaws come into the store and try to mess around with anyone, we're going to have to teach them suckers a lesson, alright?" Charles said with a breath.
"Yes sir! I'll be at the office earlier tomorrow!" he said with a smile. "I cant wait to get to work.."
"Yeah yeah, I wouldn't be if I were you, but if you actually LIKE protecting innocents and working as a protector of the law, it's not my death sentence.." The sheriff said with a smirk.