DaneyDuke

Rosco shook his head, his eyes like wildfire seeing MaryAnne look toward her weapon... It was too much and he began to walk from the forest.

I'll be there if its still a go. =)

The salt and peppered haired man’s attention went momentarily toward the folks on the rooftop, the rowdy crowd on the side of the building. How could they all want to see this? Some folks thought of him as just a simple country law officer who followed the county commissioner around like a puppy dog. Others thought of him as the mean old Sheriff who had lost his pension. A few still believed he was the best lawman in the state. His cheeks were streaked from seeing his younger cousins still at it. The advantage had flip flopped like a dying fish being reeled in from a creek on a fishing line. That’s where he wished he was right now, when MaryAnne was about ten years old and enjoying a quiet Saturday afternoon. Seemed so long ago… so much had happened since then and it was no good hashing over what could not be changed. He was glad to have added Brian to the family in spite of everything. The uniformed man was comforted to know that there were still people who would give it all they had to keep Hazzard a peaceful town… no matter the price they paid. But that it had to be one of his cousins, it gave him a quiver in his liver just like this battle was doing. A gentle breeze brought the scent of blooming wildflowers to his nose. His ears strained to hear the fighters that his blue eyes viewed, but he heard the forest wildlife scurrying about the woods like it was a normal day. The man spun around hearing leaves and twigs crunch; a string snapped, an arrow flew and the bow in his hands dropped to the dirt and moss covered earth. The bow was level, arrow dead center pointed at the back door of the Boar’s Nest that led to Boss Hogg’s office. Rosco knew the tavern’s structure like one of his patrol routes. He just couldn't take it any more and he knew they'd be sore at him.

Daney lifted the binoculars to her face after her ears picked up noise from the direction of the woods. Her green brown eyes through the clear lenses observed a broad shouldered, average frame built long legged man in dark clothing. The metal in his slender fingers glistened when he turned sideways. The young woman hated to miss a moment of the duel. Maybe he was just someone looking for his family’s evening meal. She thought and turned her attention to MaryAnne and Brian. She was closer than any of the other spectators. The Deputy, former hitman now Syndicate Don and her had a list of enemies, an occupational hazard. Some of those shady types would do something sneaky. Her eyes glanced between the woods and the crowd from her cousins, the Strates and others on the roof to the folks on both sides of the one level gray brick tavern. It took her no more than thirty seconds to squeeze to the back of the crowd and over to Hunter. No one had interfered yet and no one would. She’d given Brian and MaryAnne a word of honor oath. And that meant as much as the ritual little kids do of being blood brothers or sisters. And it was the detective’s duty to investigate that fella. She leaned in the Plymouth's window and put the binoculars in the backpack that was placed on the front passenger side floor board. She stood up straight, a new tool of the trade in one hand. What worried the long haired brunette the most was that MaryAnne and Brian liked to finish what they started and this would be no exception. Suspicion and instinct told the private eye that the man in the woods was of the same kind. Daney could’ve have ran to Brian and MaryAnne to let them know about the fella but that wouldn’t be right. She could’ve gotten at least one if not all of her cousins or some of the folks in the crowd to walk with her. But she made the decision to go alone because she was not a damsel in distress. She glanced to the magnificent royal blue Firebird and sleek black Chevy, then to their owners still battling. The advantage had see sawed back and forth by the time she approached the edge of the woods.

Daney watched with wide, teary eyes. She couldn't believe that something hadn't happened to stop this. It would be so easy to climb down and interfere... but that would not solve anything, just create another problem. She saw Val praying and her other cousins talking. She trembled and wiped the tears that been falling down her cheeks since the cousins had made contact with each other. She didn't care who knew she was crying. She couldn't take it any more. It was making her sick to see this... two cousins who loved each other so much and had already been through hell fight like two alley cats at midnight. She started to reach for the ladder when one of her cousins looked at her. While Val and the other three Dukes continued to watch, Daisy walked over to her younger cousin. "You can't interfere!" "I have too, I'd rather have them hate me than see anymore of this!" Daisy shook her head when Daney disappeared over the side of the building down the ladder.

Val watched nervously. She glanced up at the roof where the five Duke cousins were at. One blond, the rest brunette. The two males with blue eyes like MaryAnne. Daisy and Daney had hazel and Min had dark eyes like Brian. She climbed up the ladder that the boys had put up so people could get on the roof. Her mouth formed the word oh when she saw something laying on the roof next to Daney. It was about the size of two small hands and looked like it could fit in a shoulder holster. “No one is suppose to interfere!†The Game Warden yelled and dove for the shiny gray metal. She looked up puzzled by the soft chuckles and a chorus of shhhh. Her eyes were still wide when the Duke boys helped the young woman to her feet. “It’s just a pair of binoculars,†Daney paused and stood up. “I was going to watch from over there on the hill by myself.†Val’s mouth repeated oh. She smiled feeling each of the boys pat a beige covered shoulder. Her eyes looked sad at the sight below of the two cousins so close. The Game Warden cringed when MaryAnne shove Brian. She glanced to each of the boys who had a hold of her. “No interfering, remember?†Luke reminded. She shook her head. Bo sat down and smiled up at the older woman. “Come on, Cletus and Enos’ll be bringing the popcorn and drinks any minute now.†“Ow,†He exclaimed and looked up to the person who had whacked him on the top of his head. “Would you shut the hell up?†Daney looked down at him, Val who had taken a seat and Luke next to Daisy. Their interest turned to more words being said below, each of them straining to hear. Daney paced nervously.

(Val gave me permission to post with her character) Val arrived at the Duke farm and frowned when she didn’t see the 72 dark green Plymouth Duster named Hunter. In fact the only vehicle around was the pick up truck. The Game Warden got back in her car and drove to the Boar’s Nest, a crowd had gathered. The General Lee, Hunter and Dixie were parked in front of the gas pumps. She waved to Min and Bo on the roof, and stepped up beside Luke, Daney and Daisy. “I’ll be right back,†Daney walked over to her vehicle. She was tense and needed an outlet before she yelled at someone. She got in and put the key in the ignition, turned it so the radio would come on. She was in her attire of blue jeans, brown cowboy boots and cotton t shirt. “I’ll Stand By You,†by The Pretenders played in the tape deck. She would always stand by MaryAnne and Brian. While she got strands of hair untangled from the silver necklace she had on, a tiny smile came to her face. She had so many memories of the cousins Coltrane. She turned the car off and went to join Min and Bo on the roof. Luke and Daisy followed her. She really didn't want to be that close, yet she did... if nothing more, out of respect for Brian and MaryAnne.

Unbeknowst to Min, Daney had taken the key from her cousin. She walks over and unlocks the closet. She looks at Hilery with a smile. "You better heed Brian's word or else." She whispers to the young woman, then the private investigator's glance goes to MaryAnne and Brian.

Daney just shakes her head at all the unneeded noise. This is about MaryAnne, Brian and a trip to hell... nothing more or less. She reaches a hand up to her silver necklace and thinks about helping Hilery...

I'd love to place a bet but Jesse said gambling is a vice and Dukes don't hold with vices. I can't very well go againist his word can I? 8) Daney

MaryAnne and Brian, Please don't do this. Where is there a need to shoot anyone? Can't you two just have a nice talk and a cold one at the Boar's Nest or some place. There's been enough violence... let's have peace. Daney

I appericate the vote, Essy. =) But I don't think I could do the dirty deed if given the chance.

I covered the things you mentioned just in a different way, Hilery. Besides I don't have time to waste words on you. I have more importnant matters to think about. This MaryAnne and Brian shooting thing... it's been done before. Let's look back at some of the facts... Rosco and Enos both arrested Brian but he got away and he's out walking the streets. What is wrong with that picture? Seems to me if the Hazzard County Sheriff's Department, the Atlanta cops, the Syndicate and the FBI couldn't get the job done... They need someone who can.

Tryin' to replace me are you, Davenport? Here is for the Tisdales... Feisty, if you are a female you have a crush on a Duke. You are also one of the nice, sweet people. And you drive a mean motorcycle. And you always want an id. =) Did I cover everything?

Why wait? A holiday is just another day on the calender. That is a tough decision... MaryAnne versus Brian. Nice to see you post, Sheep. =)

That was fun, thanks B. =) Nice to see you on the forums again. My answers were divided... 4 b's and 4 c's.

I wasn't making fun of your character, that paper thing happens to be what I do when I am done with a paper in real life. I didn't realize you would take it so damn serious. I was going to post this next part in a separate post... Ode to Chet Duke by Daney Duke and Hilery Davenport DaneyDuke (11:12:59 PM): Was it just a year ago this very month that I first met you. Now your gone like leaves in the fall when the days are turning into winter. (m) DaneyDuke (11:13:52 PM): I'm glad you were here even if it was just for a little awhile. DaneyDuke (11:14:49 PM): How to say good bye when you don't want too... but you know you must. I wish you the best in your endeavors. DaneyDuke (11:15:59 PM): (d) DaneyDuke (11:16:01 PM): your turn Scooter 986 (11:17:19 PM): but you will always be remembered, always welcome to return. We will never turn out backs on you. Scooter 986 (11:18:22 PM): our friendship will never be broken with you gone,it will jsut grow stronger from days paste, and even more if you are back. Scooter 986 (11:19:17 PM): you were like a member of the family, always to be loved, and always to be cherrished, you were like a sibling i never had. I always wished for a friend like you. Scooter 986 (11:31:38 PM): you were one of my best pals, kind and understanding, yet with a firey timper. At times you could be dangerous and wild. but to me, most people who were once friends, are always my friends. Scooter 986 (11:32:24 PM): (ur turn) DaneyDuke (11:35:28 PM): Some of us didn't get to know you as well as Hilery did but you were pretty cool. I don't know what else to say because I know there was a reason you came to Hazzard and a reason you have left. DaneyDuke (11:35:47 PM): (d) Scooter 986 (11:37:37 PM): But you were great to everyoen as long as they didn't tick you off. Anyone who made you mad had to look out cause you would get them one way or anther. Scooter 986 (11:44:16 PM): yoru turn DaneyDuke (11:44:30 PM): I cant think of anything else. Scooter 986 (11:45:59 PM): You were more like family then a friend. I hope you return to us one day my friend, for i am a little lost wihtout you pal. It don't matter how long you stay away. . . just come back to us someday soon. . . please. (d) ___________________________ Hazzard is a peaceful county... let's keep it that.

Well if he ain't in a story, he ain't in our town yet. Picks up profile, impressed with the new character. Then crumbles the paper and tosses it in the trashcan for 3 points. All after that's what made Hazzard so appealing, they didn't do anything like it was done elsewhere.

"Howdy boys," Louie walked up to the car that Coy and Vance were in. "Just what are you two side winders doin' here?" They looked at her. "Boss called us." She narrowed her dark eyes at them. "He didn't tell me about it." "Uh, well maybe it was a bad idea we came here." The blonde said. The brunette nodded in agreement. "I suggest you fellas get the hell out of here inless you want to go to the slammer for a long time." She took a pack of cigarettes from her pocket, took one out. They watched as she put that back and got a lighter from her other jeans pocket, then lit the cigarette and took a puff of it before she looked at them again. "I'm willin' to make sure you fellas are paid well if you leave and don't come back," She paused and smiled. "Enough money you will never have to work again. Just give me a week to send it to ya." Coy and Vance looked at each other. What a dream come true. "Ok, you got a deal." Louie threw the cigarette down and stamped it out with her boot. "Take care, boys." "You too." One of them said as she disappeared. (cue anyone)

B. bein' shy and reserved... I plead the 5th =)

That's a great idea, MaryAnne. Vicki, If you give her a car phone than she won't need a cb... Then how would she ever know what was goin' on. Although that could lead to some interestin' scenes if Vicki had no idea what was happenin'. btw, Kristy Duke, Dixie Duke and a couple of folks all have Chevy Silverados. I only mention that because switching vehicles all the time is mighty confusin' to readers. If you need any help... send me a PM. This does look like a fun story. 8)

Or when Vicki meets Hughie and Dewey's beloved baby sister... Louie Elizabeth Rachel Hogg. I figured since everyone else was puttin' themselves in this fic, I might as well add a character I've thought about for a couple of years but didn't do anything with yet.

Dewey answered the phone in room 11 at the Hazzard Hotel. "No, Hughie. I ain't interested in what ever scheme you up to this time. Aunt Lulu was gracious enough to forgive me for the last time we was here and Uncle Boss had that heart attack...Hughie, you gonna argue you like that, I ain't got nothing else to say to you. You could give me all the money in the world and I still won't team up with you. That's final. Goodbye, my former brother." Dewey hung the phone up with a look of disgust. He headed out to his brand new corvette and headed toward the county line. If Hughie thought for one minute, he was gonna get one foot in Hazzard soil, well he had another thing comin'. He then radioed his cousin Cletus who took off for one of the other county lines. Cletus was the one to relay the message to Boss and Lulu. Boss was furious and made a call. He meet his nephew Dewey at the county line. Hughie would be no problem. After all he had more importnant things like Max Davenport to be concerned with. Cletus smiled as another vehicle came screamin' by. It was Louie... the younger sister of Hughie and Dewey. Folks, you thought her brothers were trouble makers...You ain't seen trouble till you've met Louie Elizabeth Rachel Hogg. She's as mean and nasty as her uncle is crooked. In fact, Bo and Luke'd rather eat a plate of Cousin Alice's pecan cookies before messin' with the orney southern belle.

=) I figured you would say that!!!!

Thanks!