Winds of the West

"Oi you there. You looked at me funny." A voice called through the saloon. It belonged to one Yippe K. Ayy, Sheriff of Cactus Town. It was dusty old town in the middle of Gull Island and suffered from barely any laws. It was also one of the only places you could consistently get Cactaurnel, a delicious alcoholic beverages made from the 30 foot tall cactuses that populated the landscape. The Sheriff stood from his table and started marching towards the bar.

"Oh man this is that drink Indiana told me about." Erin thought to himself, eyeing the very tall glass before him. It contained a reddish pink liquid and was topped with a cactus flower. He reached out for the drink, only for a revolver to be slammed down on the table beside him. "What the hell man!" Erin shouted, almost knocking over his glass. "I'm just trying to have drink."

"I see you there boy, tying to make a mockery of my here town." The Sheriff spoke, glaring up at Erin. "Don't think for a second that a pirate like you can just waltz in here while I'm on the job. I mean seriously what do you take me for?"

"I man who will not let me finish this drink I paid for." He shot back, annoyed at the man. "Look if ya really want me out of here let me finish my drink and I'll be off, it's the only reason I'm here anyways."

"What so our town isn't good enough for you?" Ayy replied, getting on his tiptoes in an attempt to get face to face with the sitting man.

"The only reason you island gets traffic is cause of tourists from Al-Shams and people who want to try Cactaurnel." He stated, finally just grabbing his drink and sipping it. Only for a loud bang to be heard as alcohol and glass fell all over him. Erin blinked, pausing for a moment as the shards fell out of his hand. "What the fuck is your problem man?" He exploded, hopping off his stool as he loomed over Ayy. The man pointed his gun at Erin but found it caught in the air, unable to move as he tugged at it. "All I wanted. Was. Some. God. Damn. Alcohol." Erin shouted, his foot connecting with the man's side, sending him rocketing out of the saloon and onto the streets. He followed him out, now standing over the sheriff's body. "I'm leaving now." He spoke, turning away from Ayy.