The Promise

11. Who wants to play with Bobby?

Rango was unable to move. For a few seconds, they looked at each other. Roscoe seemed to be a little confused when he saw Rango. But when he recognized Bill in the background of the wagon, he grinned. "Do tell. Well, well. What do I see? Didn't I tell you that the train belongs to us?"
"Gee! Looks who is here! Did you find your runchicken again?" Bill asked sarcastically.
Roscoe wrinkled his nose. "Nice joke, idiot... Don't move!"
One of the passengers froze when Roscoe aimed his gun on him. The rodent lifted his hands. "Never mind."
Roscoe looked ahead again. In this second, Bill disappeared through the second entrance of the wagon. "Catch me, rubbish chute! Good luck, little pet!"
With these words, he was gone.
Rango swallowed. He was alone, with an empty gun!
"Hands up! It's loaded!" he tried first.
Roscoe chuckled. "What do you want, little boy, or are you stupid?"
Rango lifted his gun higher. "Hands up! This gun is loaded!"
Roscoe raised an eyebrow. "So, you wanna play? As you will."
He snipped with his fingers. "Bobby! There is someone, who wants to play with you."
Rango's eyes grew bigger.
A big rabbit appeared. He was so big, that he had effort to go through the wagon entrance. He was twice as big as Bill. He wore a shirt, blue dungarees and had two big lop ears. The giant pressed his fists together. Rango was pale. His last chance was his, empty, gun.
"Uh... stay away or I shoot a bullet in your brain!"
The big hare growled annoyed.
"Oh, oh," Roscoe said with played sadness. "You made him angry. That wasn't very clever of you."

Meanwhile, Bill and his men went over the next wagon, which was a free wooden surface.
"Phew! That was very close, Billy," Chorizo said. "But what about him?"
Bill snorted. "Oh, he will manage it alone. Let's rob the gold wagon now."
"Hello sweeties!"
Bill and the others froze.
Two slim coyotes stood on the roof of the passenger wagon and aimed their guns at the little group.
"Where do you want to go?" the first one asked sarcastically.
"Yeah, where?" the second asked.
They jumped down, still their guns ready to fire.
"Money or life! You know the game," the first one said and laughed.
Bill and the others lifted their hands annoyed.

Bobby growled darkly and came closer.
"Stay away!" Rango warned. "Stay away!"
He stepped away backwards.
The other people in the wagon screamed and pressed closer to the wall themselves on their wooden benches, when the giant went along.
"Play with me," the big rabbit said with slow deep voice. "Play with me."
He raised his hands like he wanted to grab Rango.
Roscoe grinned.
"He smells your fear!" He said. "Better you give up. Or do you wanna die so early?"
The giant growled darkly. "Break your bones. I will play with your bones."
That was too much for Rango. What should he do without a bullet? He had no idea. Because of this, he did the smartest thing: He turned around and ran away.
"Grab him!" Roscoe shouted.

With clenched teeth, Bill cleaned his pockets out.
"Wise decision," said the coyote.
His pal chuckled, while Stump, Kinski and Chorizo also gave them their stolen goods.
Bill looked around. On the right, the passenger wagon, on the left the gas tank, which valves emitted hot water on the sides.
"I wanna go out! I wanna go out!" Rango screamed who ran out of the passenger wagon at this moment and took the scarf off his face. He stood like frozen when he saw the two other coyotes.
"Full house," the first coyote said and aimed his gun on Rango.
At his moment, there was a scream. Bobby appeared and growled loudly.
Bill and his henchmen stared afraid at this giant.
"Good Lord, what's that, Bill?" asked Stump anxiously.
Bill growled. "Some of Roscoe's pets."
Rango raised his hands. "Good bunny, good bunny. Be a nice boy."
The giant bellowed. Maybe he had severed Rango, when Roscoe wouldn't appear at this moment.
"Calm down, boy!" he ordered.
The rabbit was silenced immediately.
"So, here we are together now. How nice," Roscoe said and went to the little group. Rango stood next to Bill and held his hands in the air, too.
"Well, well," Roscoe continued. "What shall we do now? Well, I think we have a big problem now. One train for one group. Who bails out?"
Rango lifted his right hand higher. "Uh... maybe you could let us go..."
Bill gave him a side kick with his foot. "Shut your damn trap!"
"Uh-oh", Roscoe said. "Conflict in team? How disagreeable. Don't you have your men under control, William?"
Bill's men swallowed hardly. Again he called his full name. And that wasn't a good sign.
"Alright, I will let you go..."
Rango sighed in relief.
"... after you got your ticket to hell."
He drew his gun. Rango grew pale. Stump, Kinski and Chorizo froze. Just Bill narrowed his eyes. He wasn't ready to lose to that rich idiot.
His eyes scanned around. They stopped at the gigantic rabbit.
He grinned. "So, you really want to kill us with such a simple method? Where is your dark fantasy?"
Roscoe dropped his gun. "Hmh. Indeed. A little too easy."
"Why you don't cut off our heads? Or hang us on a rope behind the train?"
Rango grew paler than before. Bill's men looked at each other.
Roscoe wrinkled his forehead, while Bill continued.
"Or what about your little pet? Where do you get it? From a mutations farm?"
The rabbit growled quietly.
"Oh, sorry, mate," Bill apologized sarcastically. "I see. Your parents are aliens, aren't they? Did they forget to give you a brain?"
"Calm down," Roscoe ordered. "It's not clever to make him angry."
"Oh, really?" Bill said. "In this case I eat my words again. He really doesn't look better than an Eastern bunny for Halloween, do you?"
The giant screamed threateningly.
Bill laughed. "So, was your father Bugs Bunny and your mother, mum of Frankenstein?"
The rabbit threw his hands in the air and made a big jump. All ran aside. Bill took his chance. He drew his revolver and shot a bullet in one of the gas tank lines.
With loud sibilance, the hot water spite out and clouded the sight. The hot water burned. Rango didn't know what's happened. Suddenly he felt a hand on his arm, which pull him away.
"Over the gas tank!" He heard Bill's voice.
Seconds later, Rango stood in front of the gas tank container. Bill's men didn't wait and climbed with their hands on a metal rod, which was built along the gas container.
"Climb up!" Bill ordered to Rango.
"What? Over this..."
When Bill pressed his gun on his nose, Rango turned around and grabbed the next metal rod.
"Bobby! After them!" They heard Roscoe's voice.
Rango sped his climbing pace. Bill climbed on his side. Rango did everything to don't look down on the ground, where the ground passed fast in high pace.
He tried to think about other things.
Why did he come here? Why had he never ridden away when the bandit had attacked him months ago? Why he promised Jake to do everything? Why he helped Bill? Why he didn't run away? Why?
Suddenly, hot water gas struck his face from the verticals and burned his skin. Rango cried and fell. Shortly afterwards, something held his leg. He opened his eyes. He hanged headfirst in the air. The fast ground under him, the train beside him and above him...
He looked up. Bill had grabbed his leg before he could hit the ground. Suddenly, a loud scream.
"Damn bunny!" Bill cursed. "Climb up!"
Rango bent his body upwards and managed to grab Bill's hand. Moments later, he felt again the metal rod. Without thinking, he climbed like crazy until he reached the end of the gas container where Stump, Kinski and Chorizo waited.
"Hurry up! Go on!" Bill ordered after he left the container.
Rango was still transfixed to the spot.
"Get off your tush!" Bill shouted and grabbed Rango's shirt.
"Play with me!" Bobby said and jumped down from the container.
At last, Rango moved his feet and followed Bill and the others.
"Who wants to play with me?" Bobby still cried.
"Go inside!" Bill ordered and opened a wooden door of the next train wagon. After the last one was run in, he slammed the door. Rango looked around. The wagon had filled with sacks of flour.
"Go on!" Bill said. "Not far away and we will reach the money wagon."
Suddenly, there was a loud crash. They turned around.
The door moved, and seconds later it was gone.
Bobby looked inside. The rabbit grinned. "Who wants to play with Bobby?"
"I don't wanna play today!" Rango screamed when the gigantic rabbit held out his fist to strike him. Rango jumped aside. The gigantic missed his target and hit the wall. The wood splintered into thousand pieces. Rango swallowed hardly. A big hole was in the wall of the wagon now.
Rango looked around. Bill and the others had reached the next door outside.
Rango jumped forwards, but suddenly, something grabbed his collar.
"Play with me!"