DSM3 P1 Chapter 8
Fool for the City.
There was a knock at the door, then It was opened. I sat up in my bed and saw two new mercenaries. I remembered them from the train, they were some of the best singers and they seemed to want to join my crew.
"Hello, David, my names Johnny, and this is Charlie." The two mercenaries looked like brothers, and that's what they were.
"What do you need?" I asked them.
"Well, we just want to join your crew, and, well, introduce you to the city of Daniels gulch." Charlie said.
"It's an order from Mayor Jennings himself, come with us; we'll introduce you to some of the finest merchants in Idaho." Johnny said, "Bring your wallet!"
I got up and walked out of the bedroom into the living room/shower room where so many memories had occurred already, 7 of my other friends were there sitting down, and Natasha was at the door to the stairwell, waiting for us. We walked over to the door and Natasha opened the door. Johnny and Charlie stepped out into the hallway and waited for me. As I walked out the door, Natasha said, "Go get 'em cowboy!" and she slapped me on the backside with her hand, and she gently closed the door as the crew burst into laughter and I felt embarrassed even more.
Johnny and Charlie led me down the stairs, through the lobby, and out the door. I followed them into town, and then Charlie said "This is it, go find some things you like, buy them, and come back. Its that simple." And then they laughed.
They were getting ready to head back to the hotel when I said, "Don't let anything, and I mean anything, happen to Natasha, that is an order."
"Aye, Aye, captain!" Johnny said, and Charlie ended with "She will be safe with us, don't worry, nothing bad will happen, I swear on my mother's grave." I felt reassured, and I continued on to the marketplace. I looked for new guns, ammo, knives, supplies, and the general survival necessities. I went shop to shop, finding nothing of interest. Then I decided to go to actual stores. I went to the General Store. All that they had was a bicycle, a johnboat, and a large tent pack. I went with the tent pack, and left the store. I went to the Gunsmith, what was in stock there was pathetic. The store had a few muskets, some cheap revolvers, and ammo. I saw a few boxes of .38 long colt shells, so I bought them, well, all that they had anyways. My next stop was at the Tailor. They had completely sold out. I asked them what had happened, and they told me that the US Army had barricaded all imports of goods for 5 months, because of their little civil unrest of course. I left the Tailor and went to the market again. I was hungry. Gulch had plenty of farms; we passed one on the train, so I went into the market to search for food. I saw apples, tomatoes, potatoes, and a few onions. I bought what I wanted and went to a bench to eat. I tried the onions, which tasted like the rear end of a donkey, then I tried the potatoes, which were the same, the tomatoes were rotten, and the apples were a change though. Of all the food, apples were the best in the market. Then I saw Reverend Justin walk over and sit at my table, he had an apple, and he happily ate it. Then he said "You know, Life is like an apple. You take one bite, and you want more. When only the core is left, you can't go on, and you wish you could have enjoyed it more." and he took another bite of the apple and continued "But in all, what matters is how you treat your life, If you treat it well, then in return, it will treat you well, or taste better," He took out a jar of peanut butter and he dipped the apple in some of it. Then he took a bite. "See what I mean?" He said with a mouth full of apple and peanut butter. Then put the jar back into his pocket and left, back into the market. I decided to head back to the Apartment. I was worried about Natasha, I hoped she was ok. I broke into a jog, and In about 7 minutes I reached the front door. I walked in, the lobby was empty. I went upstairs. I knocked on the door, no one answered. I drew my revolver, pulled back the hammer, and threw a running kick at the door, It flew open and a man jumped up, "Surpri... Ahh!!!" he yelled, I pulled the trigger, *Click* The gun was empty.
"Oh my gosh David... What are you doing?" Natasha said angrily, from the other side of the room with about eleven other people. I lowered my gun.
"What is this?" I asked.
"A sur... a surprise party..." said the man I almost shot. He had apparently wet himself in fear of my mighty revolver...
"For what?" I asked.
"Listen, David, my fellow mercenary, we have started a new gang, the Schofield gang, in your honor." Harvey explained. "We all bought out all of the Schofield's in the gun shop so we could be a successful crew. There weren't that many though, so we compensated with 2 peacemakers and a sawn off."
"Well, thanks guys, I don't know what to say!" I said.
"Don't thank us" Hiram said, "Thank Natasha."
I looked over at Natasha, who had her arms crossed in embarrassment because I almost shot the manager of the apartment/hotel or whatever it was, and she laughed as the manager snuck out of the room. I put my revolver on the table and said "Lets party!" And the three stooges began to play some songs, and James sang, and Justin walked in with a violin, they all played some songs, and we drank Wine, Whiskey and Vodka throughout the night.