Troublemakers [Engl.]

2. Intruders in the Evening

"Don't you dare to shoot," Bill said icy. "I warn you!"
Beans's hands trembled slightly, but she held her nerve to keep the gun upright. The Gila lizard continued to advance his revolver and the tips of the two weapons touched with a metallic, quiet clang.
The lizard girl felt the pressure of Bill's weapon. He wanted to push her rifle aside, but she didn't allow that.
"What do you want here?!" she snapped. "Get out! There is nothing to get from me!"
The Gila monster's eyes narrowed. "Don't go too far, or I'll force an entrance to your shabby dwelling."
"Uh, Bill?"
Beans looked over Bill's shoulder in surprise where Kinski was appearing. In all the flurry, she hadn't noticed that his "friends" were there too.
"Hi, Beans. - Do we want to stand here longer? Stumpy can any longer."
"What is he talking about?" Beans asked, still holding her rifle.
"If you give us entry, you will find out. So please..."
Without beating around the bush, Bill grabbed the end of Beans's rifle and shoved her back with the gun into the house, straight into the living room.
Beans was so perplexed that she didn't press the shutter release luckily.
Inside, the larger lizard positioned himself next to her to make way for the others, where Kinski and Chorizo stumbled in with Stump under their arms.
The desert hare struggled to stay on his feet. Without asking for permission, the three headed for the living room sofa, where they put Stump in.
When the two stepped aside, Beans noticed a dark red patch on the bandit's left shoulder.
"You're bleeding."
"Well spotted," Kinski said sarcastically and removed the improvised bandage around Stump's arm.
"It's not bad," Stump gasped. "Just a graze shot."
"Don't leave blood stains on it," said Beans pointedly.
"Do you have dressing material?" Kinski asked.
Snorting, she put the rifle back in its place. Bill wouldn't dare shoot her. At least she hoped so. But when she thought about the day in the bank ...
"What is it now?" the Gila monster asked impatiently. "Don't you or don't you?"
"Yes, yes," the girl countered. "I'll bring it to you. But that you steal nothing from me. And don't break anything."
"All right, mother," said Kinski with mock cheerfulness.
While Beans was getting a first-aid kit, she could hear the voices of the men in the living room talking to each other, but so quietly that she barely understood a word.
When she came back, Kinski was waiting for her almost expectantly. No sooner, he had started cleaning the wound, Stump gasped at the slightest touch.
Kinski grinned broadly.
"Oh, did it hurt?" he purred.
"Nooooope," Stump drawled. "I only whine for my pleasure."
While Kinski tried for Stump, Beans couldn't help to ask a question and looked around with a piercing look. "What have you done again?"
"Nothing at all," Chorizo said sanctimoniously, folding his fingertips together with an innocent expression, which made Beans more suspicious only.
"I know your "nothing" too well," she growled. "You didn't add a dash of a shot for fun, did you?"
"With lead or alcohol?" Stump joked, but then he winced again because of Kinski's doctor work.
Beans narrowed her eyes. "Who was it?"
"Not your sheriff friend, little lady," Bill said now. "It's men's stuff at that."
"Tz." With that, Beans raised her nose angrily and looked offended.
Kinski had finally treated the wound and put Stump's arm in a sling.
"Hey. I'm hungry," said Chorizo. "Can we eat anything?"
"Excellent idea."
The lizard girl gasped audibly. "Now you want to allow yourself something on my costs? You can't be all there! Ride to your home, or are you so lazy to steal something to eat?"
"Then we'll steal it right here," said Kinski cheekily and headed for the kitchen.
"Hey, how dare you!"
Beans wanted to block his path immediately, but Bill abrasively grabbed her arm. Her efforts to push him away were shattered when the big Gila monster hugged her tightly, but not in a gentle way. Beans almost lost her breath as he put his strong arms around her upper body with a warning gesture.
"We can politely ask you," he whispered in her ear. "But if you keep acting like a crazy thing, I get nervous. Roger that?"
One last firm squeeze of him and the girl nodded hastily, if only with a stubborn expression on her face.

Bill's men had no hesitation to inspect every closet. Even the porcelain tableware was studied in detail to discuss how much it was worth.
Chorizo did a search through the pantry and put everything on the kitchen table. No matter whether canned goods, bread, water or sweets. Everyone took something from everything.
Beans stood in the kitchen threshold and watched everything with a peeved gesture.
Bill had clawed a can of peaches and slashed it open with his knife in front of Beans and got a crushing look from her.
"Fill yourself up if you like," she hissed angrily. "But then you disappear again!"
"Disappear?" Stump whined and lifted his bandaged arm. "I have to confine to bed. I need a rest."
"He's right," Chorizo agreed with full mouth.
"We also have to hide," added Kinski.
"Hide? Of whom?"
But Kinski put his hand over his lips as if he were going to zip it up. A very clear signal that he didn't want to say one word more about and maintained his silence.
Beans put her arms akimbo. "You don't stay in my house!"
"Ho, come off it, young lady, okay?" Bill interposed. "Otherwise it will be uncomfortable for you."
Her mouth remained open in indignation as Bill turned to his comrades.
"You three sleep in the living room. I sleep in her room."
Bean's eyes widened more.
"WHAT?! Are you totally bloody stupid now?!"
"Of course on the little couch," Bill added quickly.
But that calmed Beans down not a bit.
"In my room?"
Bill chuckled. "If you'd prefer, that I climb to bed with you."
Kinski quickly put his hand over his mouth to hide his broad grin.
But for Beans it wasn't funny. "Sleep wherever you want, but not in my room!"
With a loud hissing hiss, Bill planted himself up in front of her. "Either your room or your bed. What do you prefer?"