FAKE Ficlet: When The West Was Wild
Title: When The West Was Wild
Fandom: FAKE
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Ranger Randy Maclean, ‘Lightning’ Dee Laytner.
Rating: PG
Setting: Wild West AU.
Summary: Texas Ranger Maclean is after a possibly dangerous outlaw. He gets more than he’d bargained for.
Word Count: 500
Written For: Prompt 630: Outlaw at slashthedrabble.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
“For a dangerous outlaw, you don’t seem like such a bad person,” Texas Ranger Randy Maclean said conversationally. He was tied up, but he was working on that. He just wanted to keep his captor talking until he could get free.
“I wish people would stop callin’ me that,” the man in question, known as Lightning Laytner, grumbled. “I ain’t no outlaw! I never stole nothin’ in my life, and the only men I killed got what they deserved. It was self-defence, every last time. I don’t wanna kill nobody, but if they keep comin’ after me wantin’ to prove they’re faster on the draw than me, what am I s’posed to do, stand there an’ let ‘em shoot me dead?”
“I guess you have a point, but there’s still a warrant out for your arrest.”
“On what charge?”
“Robbing the Santa Fe stagecoach.”
“I did no such thing!” Laytner spun around, green eyes flashing beneath the brim of his black Stetson. “That there’s a bare-faced lie! I done told ya, I never stole nothin’, all I done was take back what was rightly mine. It’s that Culley Smith that’s the thief, cheated me and some others at poker, so I took back our money, didn’t hurt nobody. Hell, I even let that little weasel live after I whupped his ass!”
“If that’s the truth, then why don’t you let me take you back to Santa Fe and we can set things straight?”
“Because nobody would believe me an’ I’d be thrown in jail.”
“I believe you.”
“You do?”
“I was sent to bring you in, dead or alive, but even knowing that, you’ve done nothing to harm me. I believe you’re an honorable man.”
“Yeah, sure, I’m so honorable I put a gun to your head while you were sleepin’.”
“You never would’ve captured me otherwise; you’d be dead. Fair to say, you may be faster on the draw, just maybe, but I never miss a shot.”
“Yeah, I heard that about you. Why I wasn’t takin’ chances. You got quite the reputation; they say you always get your man.”
“Up until today, they’d be right, but I kinda think this time I’ve been got.”
“Damn straight, and I’m not too sure I wanna let ya go, you with that honey-colored hair and pretty dark eyes.”
“I always heard you were a ladies’ man. In case you haven’t noticed, I’m very much a man.”
“I noticed. Truth to tell, I go both ways. Suppose I let ya take me in, could I count on ya to get me off?”
Dark eyes widened and Ranger Maclean blushed. “Excuse me?”
“The charges against me. Think ya can help me prove I’m no outlaw?”
“Oh. Yes, I believe so. I’ve heard of Culley Smith; cheating at cards is his… profession. We just have to catch him in the act.”
“Should be easy enough done. Fine, I’ll untie ya. But first, I’m gonna go against my nature and steal.” Laytner winked. “A kiss.”
The End
Fandom: FAKE
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Ranger Randy Maclean, ‘Lightning’ Dee Laytner.
Rating: PG
Setting: Wild West AU.
Summary: Texas Ranger Maclean is after a possibly dangerous outlaw. He gets more than he’d bargained for.
Word Count: 500
Written For: Prompt 630: Outlaw at slashthedrabble.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
“For a dangerous outlaw, you don’t seem like such a bad person,” Texas Ranger Randy Maclean said conversationally. He was tied up, but he was working on that. He just wanted to keep his captor talking until he could get free.
“I wish people would stop callin’ me that,” the man in question, known as Lightning Laytner, grumbled. “I ain’t no outlaw! I never stole nothin’ in my life, and the only men I killed got what they deserved. It was self-defence, every last time. I don’t wanna kill nobody, but if they keep comin’ after me wantin’ to prove they’re faster on the draw than me, what am I s’posed to do, stand there an’ let ‘em shoot me dead?”
“I guess you have a point, but there’s still a warrant out for your arrest.”
“On what charge?”
“Robbing the Santa Fe stagecoach.”
“I did no such thing!” Laytner spun around, green eyes flashing beneath the brim of his black Stetson. “That there’s a bare-faced lie! I done told ya, I never stole nothin’, all I done was take back what was rightly mine. It’s that Culley Smith that’s the thief, cheated me and some others at poker, so I took back our money, didn’t hurt nobody. Hell, I even let that little weasel live after I whupped his ass!”
“If that’s the truth, then why don’t you let me take you back to Santa Fe and we can set things straight?”
“Because nobody would believe me an’ I’d be thrown in jail.”
“I believe you.”
“You do?”
“I was sent to bring you in, dead or alive, but even knowing that, you’ve done nothing to harm me. I believe you’re an honorable man.”
“Yeah, sure, I’m so honorable I put a gun to your head while you were sleepin’.”
“You never would’ve captured me otherwise; you’d be dead. Fair to say, you may be faster on the draw, just maybe, but I never miss a shot.”
“Yeah, I heard that about you. Why I wasn’t takin’ chances. You got quite the reputation; they say you always get your man.”
“Up until today, they’d be right, but I kinda think this time I’ve been got.”
“Damn straight, and I’m not too sure I wanna let ya go, you with that honey-colored hair and pretty dark eyes.”
“I always heard you were a ladies’ man. In case you haven’t noticed, I’m very much a man.”
“I noticed. Truth to tell, I go both ways. Suppose I let ya take me in, could I count on ya to get me off?”
Dark eyes widened and Ranger Maclean blushed. “Excuse me?”
“The charges against me. Think ya can help me prove I’m no outlaw?”
“Oh. Yes, I believe so. I’ve heard of Culley Smith; cheating at cards is his… profession. We just have to catch him in the act.”
“Should be easy enough done. Fine, I’ll untie ya. But first, I’m gonna go against my nature and steal.” Laytner winked. “A kiss.”
The End