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

*the hard look does not disappear from Yellow's eyes*

You dumb sonofabitch, don't you realise that ma onliest friend Festus died in ma arms this morning. He breathed his last then melted on me. The only thang we shud be considering right now is how many of them we kin take with us.

*remembers warrior heritage and hangs head in shame*

I understand Yellum.

Before we go to happy hunting ground we take many scalps - apart from the one known as 'Bald Bloke' that is.

Gud. Now look real close and yul see that them city slickers have nicely silhouetted themselves against the fires still burning in what's left of the saloon and the corral.

All we gotta do is pick em off wun by wun !

*using the butts of their rifles the two jellos smash several panes of glass and start shooting at the Posse*

Dang ! Hit the goddam frying pan

*carefully sights and fires another round*

Shoot ! Ah just punched a hole in the feisty wun's hat - the wun thats been holding me prisoner.

*aims once more and fires*

*the squealing of a rusty doorknob can be heard from the back door*

*a hail of bullets fly through the windows smashing the remaining panes of glass, splintering the window frames and bringing down the veranda*

*there is a small sigh from under one of the windows the jellos are firing from*

*pushes the door open and peeks inside*

*hears the small sigh and look sdown to see Joe Twojellos slumped over his rifle a pool of jello pooling under his lifeless body*

Oh Joe !

*Yellowjello hears the quiet rattle of the door handle and the cold steely look returns to his eyes*

*he pulls out his Bowie knife and silently moves behind the door*

*looks around the jail, confused. sees the lifeless Two Jellos, frowns. pushes open the door and steps inside carefully*

EASY ON THE GUNFIRE, GUYS, I'M INSIDE!

*makes a move towards sea but foot treads on a large splinter of wood sent flying into the Jail by the gattling guns fire*

~crack~

*whirls around, gun drawn but none too steady - it can probably be knocked out of her hand*

*throws a handful of dirt in seas eyes and makes a bolt for the door*

*Yeller feels a tremendous pain in his back as he darts out of the back of the jail towards the alley at the rear*

*having fired blindly at the fleeing jello, sea is unsure whether or not she hit him*

aaah! my eyes!

*stumbles toward front of jail, hands in air, eyes closed*