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Title: "The Wrong Man"
Author: Pirate Turner
Rating: PG
Summary:
Warnings: Het, Drabble
Word Count: 300
Date Written: 20 November, 2011
Challenge: For the Fanfic-Bakeoff's monthly competition
Disclaimer: Buck Wilmington, Inez Recillos, Vin Tanner, and The Magnificent Seven are © & TM CBS, The Mirisch Group, MGM, and Trilogy Entertainment, not the author. Everything else is © & TM the author. The author makes absolutely no profit off of this work of fan fiction, and no copyright infringement is intended.

They laughed gaily, hanging on the mustached man's every word. Buck beamed as the senoritas leaned together and whispered excitedly. He ignored Inez slamming a tray down on the emptied table behind theirs. His mustache twitched as he grinned. "Come on, ladies. You don't have to whisper your desires. Ol' Bucklin will take care o' every one o' 'em."

The sisters giggled and whispered again before the elder leaned forward and hugged Buck. Buck's grin grew as he heard a plate crash. "I'm sure you will, Senor Buck." She boldly stroked his body.

Her hand was traveling further down his body when Inez appeared, exploding in Spanish. The girls recoiled and then started snapping back at her in Spanish. "You picked the wrong man!" Inez exclaimed.

"Hey now, darlin's!" Buck drawled. "There's plenty o' me to go around."

He was surprised to see Vin appear beside Inez. "Bucklin," he drawled, "you don't want these two. They're wanted in Tascosa," he advised, flashing his badge, "and we're bringin' 'em in tonight." He started reading them their rights and cuffed them.

Afterward, Buck grinned at Inez. "Bet you didn't think I was working a case when you got jealous."

Rolling her brown eyes, Inez scoffed. "You had no clue what those senoritas really wanted with you. I should have translated their whisperings for you then, Senor Wilmington. They wanted your pocketbook, not you."

His jaw slacked, almost falling open, but he recovered quickly. "Nah. They don't want a cop's pocketbook."

"That was their mistake, not mine," Inez countered, sashaying away and leaving Buck sitting dumbfounded behind her as usual. He was considering swearing entirely off of women after those three. Yet another lady caught his eye, and he moved again, his eyes twinkling, right back into the game.

"Strike Four," Inez murmured, grinning.

The End

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