h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

*keeps head behind water trough*

*hears rattling noise and looks at frying pan*

Oh now I can happy pancakes and omlettes

Wow, that's some shootin'!

Doesn't change my mind about shootin' back, though.

*Let's off another stream through the broken window.*

From what I can see of this lot, they looked half starved. I reckon they could all do with a square meal inside them.

Still, that would make them stronger and more eager to fight.

*sends another volley of bolts towards the Ranchhouse*

[X] Well then ... [He fires some blasts at them with his X-Buster]

*Rounds the front of the ranch house again still on the galloping gnu.*

I rekonize them smiley-bullet holes! Thar's only one jello who'd a done that! Butch Webjello!

! Whar is you, Butch?

*Disappears behind the ranch house*

*dodges at the last moment narrowly missing the water stream. a few drops hit Butch on the shoulder causing him some pain*

Ah'm here Reverend in this here ranch house - and ah'm in a sticky pickle so help me. You got room on that gnu fer two ?

*returns fire*

*Rounds the front of the house again, pulls out his gun and fires randomly into the ranch house*

I ain't got no room fer yer, but I's got a bullet fer yer! Yer a foul stench fer a jello! Yer got no bizness kidnappin' no woman! I killed yer brother fer doin' that, an' now it's yer turn.

*Fires again, then disappears behind the house.*

*Looses a few more bolts in the vague direction of the Ranchhouse*

What is that racket coming from the barn?

[X] Sounds like a gunfight.

IT'S YOU !!!!!!

Hardjello you are the spawn of the devil and me and thee have some unfinished business as yer well know yer good fer nuthin

Ah bin waiting fer years to catch up with you. Ah swore on mah pappy's grave that the webjello's would have an accountin' with you after whut yer did.

*sneaks up to the nearest window of the Ranchhouse.....carefuly raises one eye above the windowsill *

*stage whisper to X and Witty*

There's some kind of argument going on.

[X] [stage whisper] No kidding.

Honest!

*purple with rage Butch momentarily leaves the window and makes his way to the armoury situated within the confines of the ranch house. Taking a large key from his pocket he undoes the steel door and enters*

*once in he surveys the racks of weaponry before making his selection*

*hoisting a large calibre Gnu Gnerf Gun onto his shoulder he makes his way back to his firing position and awaits Hardjello's return*



Your time is up Hardjello - you're about to meet your maker !

I would love a cup of

[X] Sh. Not so loud. We don't want them to find us. I think.

*whispers...*

Sorry, X, but its ages since we had a snack and my tummy is rumbling!

[X] [whisper] I can't do anything about your stomach at the moment, but can you keep your /voice/ down, anyway?

*still enraged by meeting Hardjello and becomimg irritated by the prattle behind the water trough, Butch shoots a large calibre Gnu Gnerf Gun round at them*

*the water-trough is hit by the gnerf projectile and explodes into fragments releasing the water in a torrent*

*momentarily satisfied he reloads and waits for the reappearance of the man who shot his brother*

*From the direction of the pasture comes a cloud of dust and an odd combination of sounds: several sets of hoofbeat, the cracking of a whip, the odd shot from a six-gun, an enraged bellowing, two voices tiredly hurling taunts at each other.

The wind briefly blows the dust away to reveal GL riding a huge bull, trying to steer with the horns and occasionally firing his six-gun over his shoulder. Behind GL is Zello, with a whip in hand, driving the bull onwards to the ranchhouse. GL looks around behind him and yells at Zello.*

Leave the bloody beast alone, you masked idiot!

*The bull charges on towards the spot where the water trough was, but veers at the last moment and falls in behing the Gnu, circling the ranch house.*