I do not own the Biker Mice From Mars.

I do own Violet, Gaya, Max, Swee and all the other character that are gonna show up further in the story.

Chapter one

"Vincent van Wham, are you willing to give yourself to Violet Brooks and be with her forever, even when dead is trying to get you apart?" Modo's deep voice rumbled. Vinnie looked at his precious girl who was standing before him. She had managed with some help from Carbine and Gaya to make some kind of wedding dress. Her black hair was braided and put up. She never had looked so beautiful. Her beautiful, green eyes glittered and she looked back at her precious man.
"Aaooww, hell yeah!", Vinnie cheered happily, but then realized he maybe needed to be a little more… restraint. He cleared his throat.
"Ahum. Yes, I am", he said, smiling a little bit sheepishly. Violet laughed, just like the audience. She didn't care. She loved him for who he was. And this was very typical Vinnie behaviour.
Modo smiled too. He never would have thought he was gonna lead Vinnie's wedding. Self proclaimed lady killer, who didn't had any self control, who said he wasn't a one woman man… Their younger, happy, cheerful bro. He felt somehow proud. Of course, Vinnie was still Vinnie. But he finally had what he needed so badly. A girl who loved him for who he was. A girl who accepted his baggage, since his life hadn't been easy. A girl where he was not ashamed to show his emotions. And they fitted perfectly together. Violet wasn't the easiest person either. She had the same baggage, the same lack of self control. But she stood her ground, something that was needed when you lived with Vinnie. Modo turned his gaze on Violet.
"Violet Brooks, are you willing to give yourself to Vincent van Wham and be with him forever, even when dead is trying to get you apart?"
Violet looked Vinnie in his ruby, red eyes. He looked very handsome, in his black shirt and khaki pants. And his eyes told her everything. She saw how excited he was. She was too. Her smile couldn't get any bigger. "Yes! Yes, yes, yes!" She laughed. "Ahum. Yes, I am."
Vinnie laughed. She truly was his girl. Modo shook his head, with a amused look on his face.
"You now may ki… Oh", Modo trailed off. The happy couple was already entwined in a passionate kiss. The crowd cheered and whooped. Modo cleared his throat. Vinnie and Violet didn't hear him. Or they pretended like they didn't hear him. Modo pulled on Vinnie's ear.
"Hey! Easy on the merchandise, big fella!", Vinnie squeaked. Modo ignored him. He raised his voice.
"May I pronounce to you; Mister and Misses van Wham!" Violet and Vinnie faced the crowd. Everybody was standing and cheering at them. Throttle, Carbine, Gaya, Stoker and Jake on the front row. Throttle and Stoker looking like proud fathers. Carbine with a little smile on her lips. Behind them stood Dominus, Lectorum and Spero. Luckily, Spero was recovered quickly from her fight with Daemonium. And at the back was the remain of the group. The mice who were wounded from the last war, were all healed and back on their feet again.
Vinnie pumped his fist in the air. "Who is ready to party!?", he yelled, his voice high from the happiness and excitement. The crowd jumped up and screamed, all ready to party. Knowing Vinnie and Violet, this party was going to be wild. And they all needed to blow off some steam after everything that had happened.

"Alright! Come on, sweetheart. Let's get drunk!" and Vinnie dragged her with him to the 'bar'. The bar was just a table with water, multiple fruit juices and of course, Martian Liquor. Vinnie grabbed one bottle of the strong alcohol. The rest of the group quickly grabbed the cup's. Vinnie held up the bottle.
"Cheerios, people! On us!" and he put the bottle at his mouth. Modo shook his head and looked at Throttle.
"I actually had planned to make a toast on them, but of course he is already taking care of that himself."
Throttle chuckled. "Yep, that's our Vinnie. Come on, big fella, let's grab something to drink before the happy couple drinks everything." Throttle and Modo managed to grab a few cup's and returned to Carbine, Gaya and Stoker. They toasted.
"On the happy couple", Throttle said. They all took a sip. Jake turned on some music and heavy metal blared through the speakers.
"AAAOOOWWW! Life as I love it!" Vinnie's high pitched voice was clearly heard above the music. Carbine giggled. She couldn't help it. She was not really used anymore at drinking and she already felt a little bit tipsy.
Vinnie joined them. "Heeeeyy, fearless leader!", he yelled at Throttle.
"Wow, wow, wow. I'm standing next to you, I can perfectly hear you. Congrats, Vinman", Throttle said and patted him on the back. Vinnie smiled his trademark smile. "Thanks Throttle. Who would have thought that I, ladykiller number one, would get married? Well, I certainly not!", he laughed. He took another big sip from the bottle liquor and burped loud.
Carbine shook her head. "No, me neither. Never would have thought there was gonna be a girl in this world who is crazy enough to marry you. But congrats, Vinnie. I am happy for you."
Vinnie bowed at her. "Well, thank you Carbine. That almost sounded nice!"
Gaya shuffled with her feet. "Listen, Vinnie? Congrats. I'm glad you and Violet have found each other."
Vinnie gave her a little smile, but said nothing. Things between them were still a little bit awkward.
Stoker pulled him in a hug. "I am only gonna say this once, but I am proud of you, punk. Congrats. Make sure she is a keeper." Vinnie clapped him on the back. "Thanks, coach. She sure is a keeper." He emptied the bottle and threw it away. It exploded against a tree.
"Well, if you will excuse me for a minute?" and he walked back at the bar and grabbed the next bottle.
"Oh momma, this is gonna be one hell of a night", Modo sighed.
Throttle nodded. "Yep. Ah well, at least we don't have to fight a war or something. So, he can do what he want. But, let's keep an eye on him. Just to be sure."

After two hours, Vinnie and Violet were both very drunk. No surprise there. They were sitting on the ground, laughing about something nobody understood. Throttle, Carbine, Modo and Gaya were sitting close by them. They were chattering about everything that had happened, about the Plutarkian war, about the loss off Mars. They all were a little bit tipsy, but not so drunk as the happy couple. Dominus, Lectorum and Spero had already called it a night. The rest of the group sat on the other side of the camp, also talking with each other.
Vinnie climbed on his feet and stumbled to the 'bar'. He grabbed another bottle and stumbled back, while drinking out of the bottle. He burped and sat down next to Violet again.
"I got a *hick* idea, ssssweetheart..", he whispered.
Violet looked at him. "Oh really? Tell me…"
Vinnie put a finger before his mouth. "SSSHHH! *hick* Not ssso loud.. If our fearless *hick* leader hears what I want to do, he is gonna ssstop uss…*hick*", he hiccups while glancing at Throttle. Throttle didn't noticed it though, since he was in a conversation with Stoker.
Violet giggled. "Oh, are we… gonna do something naughty?", she said, wiggling her eyebrows.
Vinnie grinned. "Yeah… You know, we *hick* have our wedding...night… tonight… *hick*."
Violet bit on her lower lip and looked at him with half eyes. "Yeeaahh… sooo?"
Vinnie laughed and shook his head. The whole world was spinning. But he didn't care.
"Well… You remember *hick* tha...that place we had sssex before we *hick* sssaw that dragon for the first time?"
Violet nodded exaggeratedly, giggling because the world just kept spinning. She got so dizzy, she needed to lay down on the ground. Vinnie climbed on top of her. "Well… Why don't go there to… to have our *hick* wedding night there? Under the staaaaarrsss..*hick*", he laughed. Stars was such a crazy word. Violet laughed too. Oh my god. She was so drunk. She had never been so drunk before. Vinnie rolled beside her, not having the strength to held his weight on his arms. They both were laughing, about.. well, about what?
Violet took a deep breath. "I think that is a exclen.. exlelen…dammmmit... great idea!" Vinnie looked at the group. Nobody was paying attention to them. Good. He grabbed her hand and pulled her arm to help her up, which wasn't a easy task since they were both so drunk. Violet burst out laughing again. Vinnie dragged her with him to his bike.
"Ssshh, sssweet*hick*heart", but he suddenly stumbled and fell with his face forward on the ground. He dragged Violet with him in his fall. They both laughed, trying to make not too much noise. Vinnie picked himself up.
"Come on, we need *hick* to get going." They made it at his bike in one piece. Vinnie dropped on the seat of his bike. His bike beeped at him.
"Hey, sweet *hick* heart. We are going for a rideee…*hick*" His bike beeped back, almost angry. Vinnie didn't even hear it. Violet climbed behind him, but fell off on the other side of the bike. Again, they burst out laughing.
"Oh gosh, ssweet*hick*heart, are you ok.. okay?", Vinnie managed to squeeze out between laughing. Violet didn't had the strength to stand up, she was laughing so hard she was scared she was gonna choke. Vinnie wrapped his tail around her waist and picked her up. She climbed on the bike again and managed to stay upright this time. She wrapped her arms around Vinnie's waist.
"Let's rideeee….", she said, still giggling.
"And *hick* rock?", Vinnie finished.
He revved his bike. That alerted the rest. Throttle jumped at his feet when he saw what Vinnie and Violet were planning.
"You've gotta be kidding me. Vincent, don't!", he yelled but of course, Vinnie didn't listen. He sped away, swinging. His bike tried to take over control, but Vinnie wouldn't let her. He found that he was in a perfect state to drive by himself.
Modo jumped at his feet too. "Is he really that stupid? Oh, never mind. Of course he is."
Throttle whistled at his bike. "Let's follow him, big fella. Before he drives off a cliff or something."
Modo whistled at his bike too and they both jumped on.
"Stay here, ladies. We will take care of this", Throttle said and he and Modo went after Vinnie.

Meanwhile, Vinnie was zigzagging between the trees, squeezing his eyes to try to see the world not upside down. He laughed.
"This really is a *hick* chal.. challenge, sssweetheart. But no worries, I can handle *hick* it. I'm the be.. best!" Violet could only laugh. Vinnie suddenly saw a huge tree ahead of him. He wanted to hit the brakes, but since he was so drunk, he had some kind of blackout. He suddenly didn't knew what to do. He opened the gas and the bike sped forward.
"No, no.. no.. That's not what I meant…", he mumbled. His foot suddenly found the brake pedal, but it was too late. The bike slammed against the three, catapulting both Vinnie and Violet. They both landed hard on the ground.
"Ahhh *hick* man…", Vinnie moaned.
Violet laughed. "Now we know.. how it feels.. to.. flyyy…". At that moment, Modo and Throttle came out of the forest and stopped. Throttle opened his visor and looked at the mess before him. Vinnie's bike, damaged because of the hard hit, and two very drunk, just married Martian Mice. He was glad to see they were okay. Modo shook his head.
"Oh momma." He stepped of his bike and walked over to Violet.
"You okay, Violet ma'am?", he asked.
Violet looked at him with half eyes. "I never felt better!", she giggled.
Modo helped her up. Her dress was torn and almost exposed her breasts. Modo's cheeks turned red under his grey fur.
"Uhm, Violet ma'am? Your eh.. your breast, NO, I mean DRESS is ehm..", he stuttered.
Violet stared at him, she didn't understand what he was talking about. Modo pointed at her torso and she looked down.
"OH!", and her cheeks turned red too. She tried to put the dress back, but it was too messed up. Throttle walked over to Vinnie, smiling over Modo's reaction. Poor guy. "Vinnie, take off your shirt", he ordered at the very drunk, white furred mouse.
Vinnie looked at him in shock. "Throttle! Bro! I know *hick* we are family, but…"
Throttle didn't let him finish that sentence. "Vincent, shut up. You know perfectly well that's not what I mean. Your girl needs your shirt, since she is half naked and it's giving Modo almost a heart attack."
Vinnie looked at Violet, who was indeed almost naked on the top. He smiled appreciatively.
"Ssweetheart.. Looking *hick* gooood!" Violet winked at him.
Throttle rolled his eyes. "Vincent, come on. Take off your shirt." Vinnie tried to sit up, but that wasn't an easy task. But finally, he managed to take off his shirt. Throttle had waited patiently and gave the shirt to Violet. Putting it on was also a hard task. Vinnie was very silent all of a sudden. Throttle looked down at him.
"Vinnie. You okay?" Vinnie burped loud as answer and bend over. Throttle quickly jumped out of the way. Just in time, because the white loudmouth threw up. A lot. Throttle looked at Modo, who sighed. Violet was almost falling asleep. She was wobbling on her legs. Modo held her tightly and guided her to his bike.
"I will take Violet to bed, and come back after to grab Vinnie's bike. You gonna be okay with him?", he asked while taking a seat behind Violet, so he could hold her to avoid she was gonna fall off. Throttle looked down at the miserable feeling white mouse.
"I will wait here till you back, okay? I don't want him to throw up when he is on my bike. Give him some time."
Modo nodded. "Alright. Be right back." And he slowly drove back to the camp. Throttle sat down on the ground, close by Vinnie, but not too close. He looked at his younger bro. He smiled, he couldn't help it. He was so gonna regret his in the morning. Vinnie wiped off his mouth. He looked at Throttle and smiled sheepishly.
"Feeling a little bit better now?", Throttle asked.
Vinnie shook his head. "Noooope…*hick*" He let out a small burp and lay down on the ground.
"Everything is spinning… Do you *hick* see that too?", he asked at Throttle. The tan furred mouse shook his head.
"No, because I didn't drink so much as you did. Really, Vinnie. When do you gonna learn to control yourself?"
Vinnie snorted. "It is my.. *hick* wedding. You need to get drunk on.. *hick* your wedding, right?"
Throttle looked at Vinnie. "Well, I didn't get this drunk on my wedding. Soooo… No, you don't need to get this drunk on your wedding."
Vinnie sighed. "It's just *hick* hard.. okay? I still miss her.. So much..*hick*"
Throttle wasn't sure where he was talking about, but he had a hunge. Charley.
"I know, bro. We all miss her."
Vinnie nodded. "Yeah… I'm happy with Violet, don't *hick* get me.. wrong.."
Throttle nodded. "I know, Vinnie my man, I know." He felt sorry for his younger bro. But grieve cost a lot of time. It was not weird he still had a hard time with it.
Vinnie rolled on his belly. When he saw his bike, he gasped.
"My *hick* bike! Ah, man.. Me and my big mouth.. *hick*." Throttle looked at Vinnie's bike. The front off the bike was heavily damaged.
"We will get it back in good shape, Vinnie. We always do."
But Vinnie shook his head. "Noo.. Ch.. Charley did…*hick* She was the.. best wrench jockey *hick* in the who.. whole universe.."
Throttle knew his bro was this emotional because of the alcohol.
"I know, Vin. But we are also pretty good in fixing bikes. It will be okay."
The white mouse gagged again, but there was nothing left in his stomach. "Ah man… I feel like shit… Please, just let me die here..."
Throttle chuckled. "No way. Tomorrow it will be a little bit better."
But Vinnie didn't hear him. His eyes closed and quick after that, he was snoring loud. Throttle leaned against a tree and looked at the stars. He was deep in thoughts, with a loud snoring Vinnie next to him. Suddenly, Modo stood before him.
"You okay, bro?", he asked when he saw the thoughtful frown on Throttle's face.
Throttle nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just thinking. As always." He stood up. Modo looked at Vinnie. He tried to wake him, but the white mouse was out like a light.
"Looks like we don't have another choice then to carry him to bed", Modo snickered. Throttle grabbed his bike and fired a rope. It whirled around Vinnie's bike. Modo gently picked Vinnie of the ground and carried him to his bike. They drove back to the camp. Modo opened the door of their cabin and lay Vinnie in bed next to Violet. He pulled the blanket over them. Vinnie moaned and turned around, crawling against Violet. Modo smiled. This was not the wedding night Vinnie had in mind, he was sure of that. Still with a smile on his face, he closed the door behind him. He walked back to Throttle, Carbine and Gaya.
"They are both sleeping", he said when he sat down next to them.
Carbine sighed. "Good. I am gonna follow their example. Good night!" and she stood up and walked away. Gaya followed her. Modo looked at Throttle.
"What is on you mind, bro?", he asked. Throttle shook his head.
"Nothing. Well, nothing special. It's just… I don't know. I'm trying to enjoy this life, the peace. But I keep thinking there is still more to come, you know? That we don't deserve to live in peace."
Modo thought about it. "Yeah, I know what you are saying. But I think we do deserve it. And that it's time that you are gonna lower your walls. Enjoy your life while you still can."
Throttle nodded. He stood up. "Yeah. You're right. I gonna catch some z's. Good night, big fella. See you tomorrow." And he left Modo alone with his thoughts.

The next morning, Violet slowly opened her eyes. She moaned. Her mouth was as dry as a desert, her head was pounding. But she was married. She smiled and looked beside her. Vinnie was still fast asleep. Violet kissed the tip of his nose and froze. His nose felt very cold. She quickly checked if he was still breathing. Thankfully, he was. She tried to wake him by shaking him, but he didn't react. Violet took a deep breath and pinched him in his ear. Normally, he would jump at the ceiling if she did that, since their ears were very sensitive. But still, no reaction. Violet was starting to get worried.
"Vinnie! Wake up!", she said with a hoarse voice. She shook him again. No reaction. This was ridiculous. She jumped out of bed. The world was spinning, but she tried to ignore it. Stupid hangover. She stumbled outside, and saw that the rest was already awake. She ran over to Throttle and Modo.
"Throttle!", she yelled. Throttle looked up, surprised by the urgence in her voice. She almost bumped into him.
"Vinnie… He doesn't wake up…", she breathed. Throttle and Modo came into action immediately. They ran to the cabin and burst inside. Violet followed them. Throttle bowed over Vinnie.
"Vincent, wake up." Still no reaction. "Modo, go get the doctor. I think our adrenaline mouse had too much to drink yesterday."
Modo ran outside. Violet took place on the bed next to Vinnie. She looked worried at Throttle.
"Is he going to be alright?", she asked.
Throttle shrugged. "I'm not a doctor, but I think he is gonna be fine."

Modo came back with Swee, the doctor. He was about Modo's age and his fur was chocolate brown. He had a very kind expression on his face. He looked at the white furred mouse and started to examine him.
"How much did he drink last night?", he asked, while checking Vinnie's pulse. Violet shrugged.
"I don't know, but I think at least three bottles?"
Swee stared at her. "Well, I must say, that's impressive. And way too much. Did he throw up?"
Throttle nodded. "Yeah, before we brought him to bed." Swee nodded. When he was done with his examination, he looked at Violet.
"I think he is gonna be okay. His vitals are good. Maybe a little dehydrated. Give me a signal if he is not awake by the end of the day. Alright?"
Violet nodded, feeling ashamed and stupid that they both had let it come so far yesterday. Swee patted her on the back.
"It's okay. You guys are young. And just married. These things do happen." And he left the cabin. Violet hardly dared to look at Throttle. She felt like a child who did something against the rules.
Throttle sighed. "It's okay, Vi. Like the doc said, these things do happen. Let's just hope you two learn something from this."
Violet nodded. "I think I am gonna back to sleep again… You know… My head hurts and stuff..", she said, blushing. Modo gave her a cup of water.
"Drink this, Violet ma'am. That will help you." She did what she was told and snuggled under the blanket again. It didn't took long before she was fast asleep.
Modo and Throttle walked back to the group. "Is he gonna be okay?", Carbine asked, worry in her eyes.
Throttle nodded. "Yeah, he probably will. He just drank too much. Way too much. But hey, no surprise there. Let's just hope he will learn from this. I bet he is gonna feel like shit when he wakes up."
And Throttle was right. Of course.

Vinnie suddenly felt a huge headache. His throat so dry, he almost couldn't swallow. He tried to open his eyes, but the light was too much. He moaned. He hated himself. He felt a hand on his forehead. He peeked through his eyelids and saw Violet lying next to him. She looked like shit alright. So they both drank too much. He hardly could remember anything from the previous night. After the ceremonie, things were getting blurry.
"Sweetheart….", he smiled, his eyes still closed.
Violet giggled. "I know right. I feel like shit. And you drank way more then me, so I can hardly imagine how you are feeling right now."
Vinnie moaned again. "You don't want to know. I…", but before he could finish that sentence, he jumped out of bed and ran outside. Violet could hear him throw up. She shook her head. This was the definitely the last time she was gonna drink so much. Vinnie stumbled back inside and fell on the bed.
"I'm going to sleep till tomorrow morning. I am not gonna survive this day if I stay awake." Violet agreed. They both fell quickly asleep again.

Throttle came by to check on them and saw they were both still asleep. He quickly checked Vinnie, but he was fine. He walked back to Carbine outside.
"They are fine, sleeping like two small children."
Carbine smiled. "Good."
Throttle looked at her. "I must say this babe, you are way more relaxed than you were before."
Carbine nodded. "I know. That's because we are finally living in peace. There is no war. No enemy. No danger. So why should I care they drank too much? That they are lying in bed all day and night? As long as they are fine, it's good."
Throttle pulled her in his arms. "I really like the relaxed Carbine." Carbine gave him a little kiss.
"Me too."
They walked back to fireplace and joined Modo and Gaya. They had a peaceful day with nothing to worry about.

The next morning, Violet woke up again. She felt much better than yesterday. She stretched and looked at Vinnie. He was snoring loud, drool dripping out his mouth. She giggled. Crazy mouse. She decided to let him sleep. He probably needed it. She slipped out of bed and grabbed a towel. It was time for a swim. That will clear her head. She walked outside and breathed the fresh and warm air. This planet was truly amazing. A paradise.
When she arrived at the lake, she saw Gaya and Carbine in the water. She waved at them and quickly dived into the fresh water. Ahhhh. Better. She swam to Carbine and Gaya.
"Hey girls!", she said with a little goofy smile.
Gaya laughed. "Look who came out of her cave. How do you feel?"
Violet laughed. "Much better than yesterday, that's for sure. I am never gonna drink again."
Carbine laughed too. "Wonder where I heard that before!" and she splashed water to Violet. Violet dived under water and pulled Carbine with her. That was the start of a big water fight. They were laughing out loud, having fun.
Throttle and Modo heard the noise and decided to look what the women were doing. They watched the fun with a smile on their face. Suddenly they heard a noise behind them and saw a very pale Vinnie. He stumbled to them.
"Morning, bro's!", he said, but his voice didn't sound that cheerful as usual.
Throttle clapped him on the back. "If it isn't our alcoholic. How are you feeling today?"
Vinnie's ears drooped. "Man, still feel like shit. But better than yesterday, so that's good news, right?"
Throttle chuckled. "You didn't woke up yesterday morning. You sure scared us, but the doctor checked on you. You were fine thankfully, just drank too much."
Vinnie stared at him. "Ah man, that is really not cool…"
Modo chuckled. "Ah, it's okay, Vin. We fixed your bike, by the way."
Vinnie looked at him questionably. "My bike? What was wrong with my bike?"
"You don't remember? You and Violet were going for a ride, but driving with alcohol in your system doesn't work that well. So, you kinda parked your bike against a tree." Vinnie shook his head, wondering how he could be so stupid.
"That's sounds like me, alright. Stupid move. Thanks for fixing it, bro's. Really appreciate it."
He looked at the women in the water. "Are we just gonna stand here and stare, or are we going to enjoy the fun?", he asked with a mischievous smile on his face. Throttle and Modo got the same smile on their faces.
"Let's get them!", Modo said and he ran into the water. Throttle and Vinnie followed him. They swam to the girls under water and grabbed their legs. The girls screamed. "Oh my god, you scared the death out of me!", Violet yelled when Vinnie came up. He smiled.
"Hey there, sweetheart. Missed me?" She spit water in his face.
"Like pain in the ass!", she laughed. Vinnie grabbed her and they were fighting in the water. It eventually ended in a really passionate kissing session. The others let them, they were started a game with the girls on the shoulders of the guys. The girls needed to push each other off. It ended in both girls in the water, laughing out loud. Modo and Throttle smiled, it gave them such a good feeling to hear them laugh, so see them enjoy their life. They had a great day. When the sun was going down, they made a fire at the beach and ate their dinner there.
"This is the living!", Vinnie sighed with a full belly. He lay down and looked at the stars.
"Yeah, even heroes need some time off", Throttle agreed. He was sitting next to Carbine.
Modo nodded. "Yeah." He looked at Gaya, who was fallen asleep next to him. He felt so happy. To finally have a little peace.

After a long evening full with talking, stargazing and eating, they called it a night. Vinnie peeked at Violet. Violet saw him looking, the naughty look on his face. He obviously had an idea. Vinnie waved at the rest.
"We will stay a little bit longer, you go. Goodnight!" Throttle shook his head. It was obvious what Vinnie's plan was.
"Okay, let's go people. Before we see something that is gonna burn our eyes!" They all quickly walked away, waving at the lovebirds.
Vinnie grabbed Violet and pushed her on the ground. He climbed on top of her.
"You know, we kinda missed our wedding night. And I can hardly remember what happened. But I do know one thing, and that is that I want to have our wedding night under the stars. How romantic, huh?", he said and wiggled his eyebrows.
"Yeah, it kinda is. On your own, unique way", Violet smiled.
Vinnie couldn't hold himself back anymore and kissed her roughly. Violet moaned and kissed him back eagerly. And that was the start of one of the greatest nights off their lives.

The next few weeks went by peaceful. Everybody was enjoying their free time. They made long drives on the bikes, went to visit Dominus and Lectorum and Spero, days full with swimming and eating on the beach. Yeah, life was good.
It was on a another beautiful, quiet day when Carbine found out that they were running low on some off their supplies. Especially their fuel. She took Throttle apart.
"Listen, we are running low on fuel. I think we only have for a month or so. A lot we can find here, but fuel is gonna be a problem." Throttle rubbed his chin. They all knew that this day would come. But it was a little bit too soon, if you asked Throttle.
"Hmmm.. Let's plan a meeting with the rest." Carbine nodded.
So, that night, they all sat together. Throttle informed the rest about the fuel problem. Vinnie immediately felt a little rush of excitement going through his body. By the looks of things, it was soon time to come into action again. And he was fine with that.
"So, we need to think about a plan how to find fuel", Throttle ended his speech.
Max shook his head. "Why? We don't need the bikes here, right? We are finally living in peace. We can do everything by foot. So, I don't see the problem here."
Vinnie jumped at his feet. "Are you crazy? A life without my bike? Without having the chance to take a ride when I want to? Dude, I rather kiss a Plutarkian on the lips then to live without my bike!"
Violet stuck out her tongue. "Ugh, Vinnie, that really is disgusting."
Vinnie shrugged. "What? It's just standard macho talk, nothing major." He looked at Max, who was looking challenging at him.
"You guys are always making rounds on the bikes when it is not necessary. You have wasted all our fuel."
Throttle quickly intervened. "Max, thanks for your opinion. You obviously have a hard time with us riding our bikes. But that is just what we do, okay? You are free to ride your bike, to use the fuel, but you decided for yourself not to do that. And that's fine. But don't say it's our fault. We used a lot of the fuel during the war." Max still had a challenging look on his face, but said nothing.
Vinnie sat down again. "Well, bro's! I can only think of one thing… If we want fuel, we need to go back to Earth…"

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