As you're trapped in Maggie's crack wondering how you're going to get out of this situation (no matter how much you like it), you hear a door opening and then hear Maggie growling. "What are you doing here?" she asks. "Uh-oh," you think to yourself. "It can't be." It was. Into Maggie's office walked the one person Maggie didn't want to see, Prussia Kipling.
Prussia was a marshal assigned to Dreadberry, which you find weird considering, why would Dreadberry need both a sheriff and a marshal? This was a point Maggie agreed on all too well. Appearance wise, Prussia was a blue weretigress who looked like a bloated navi and dressed like an actual marshal out of the wild west. The tigress walked inside and Irma and Jolene quickly got out of the way as Maggie rose up out of her seat, forcing you to hold onto her waistband to keep from slipping down her pants.
Maggie growls at Prussia as Prussia comes in. "I wish you would stop with that nasty attitude, Maggie," says Prussia. "We're on the same side. You need all the help you can get with Dopey and Grumpy over there." She says this as she points to Jolene and Irma. Jolene lets out a gasp and turns to Irma. "How dare she call you Dopey." Irma rolls her eyes. Obviously Prussia was referring to Jolene as "Dopey". Maggie walks forward to Prussia and stares her in the eyes.
"Listen here, Marshal," she says. "We were doing fine before you blew into town. Why does Dreadberry even need a marshal?" Prussia lets out a laugh. "You should give this town credit. Some people actually think a marshal and a sheriff are the same thing? So, how are you doing catching Specter?" Maggie lets out a growl and blushes. "Not much luck. Nobody has even heard from him in weeks. And no, you didn't scare the bastard off, even though that is all too possible." "Burn." Comments Jolene. Prussia just turns her head and roars at Jolene to get her to back off. You shake your head.
It was no surprise that Maggie and Prussia didn't get along well. In fact, Meryl told you a long time ago that Nemean lions and weretigers rarely get along. However, as Maggie turns around to try and ignore Prussia, that blue tigress smiles seductively at Maggie and then smacks her in the butt, causing her to growl and you to grunt as the slap shook Maggie's rear and nearly made you fall through. "Looks like the queen of beasts has some junk in the trunk," says Prussia with a grin. "Just how I like it." Maggie growls and then slaps Prussia in the face. You give a glare yourself.
That was the one thing you hated most about Prussia. You could accept she was a lesbian, but she was always hitting on Maggie. Prussia had no idea Maggie was married despite Maggie trying to tell her. Unfortunately, Maggie didn't tell Prussia that you were a human because she doesn't think that Prussia would understand. Prussia believed that the only thing humans were good for was eating and assumed Maggie was a predator as well.
"You know Prussia," says Maggie angrily. "You need to keep your hands to yourself. My husband wouldn't like it." "There you go on again," says Prussia as she rolls her eyes. "When am I going to meet this alleged husband of yours?" Maggie bites her lip nervously as she tries to think of an excuse.
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