"Are you in one piece?" Vinnie asked.
Modo stood up slowly. "Well, I'll tell ya, brother ..", he picked up his bionic arm from the street and hit it back up again. He can no longer say anything.
"Modo ..", Vinnie gasped, but Throttle prevented him. "It's okay. Let him be for a while."
Vinnie looked at Throttle and shook his head sadly. "What do we do now?" He shrugged and tried to lighten the situation.
"Let's go home", Throttle nodded. "Will you, buddy?" he looked at Modo.
They fetched their motorcycles and drove back to the garage.
No one said anything on their way back.
But Vinnie looked at Modo, just to make sure that he was able to drive. With one arm.
"What?" Modo grunted and saw Vinnie's stare.
Vinnie was astonished and turned his head forward. He did not say anything.
Throttle noticed them and shook his head weakly.
Back on the garage did not say anything. Modo went to sit down and turned his head away and held his broken arm.
Later, Charley come back from store and was surprised.
"Guys! You returned soon. How'd it going?" she smiled as Throttle came to her. "Can you help him?"
Charley looked in the garage and noticed Modo who sat on the far end of the hall and held his bionic arm.
"What happened?"
"It's a long story ..", Throttle sighed. "But his arm's broken."
She nodded and went to applied her welding equipment.
Vinnie looked at Modo. "Hey, lighten up a little bit now", he gasped. "Charley can help you."
Modo sighed and turned around. "Thanks, guys ..", he looked as Charley came back and put the equipment ready. "Well, then, come here", she smiled and patted the table.
Modo sat down and lowered his bionic arm on the table.
He looked sad at the moment when Charley tried to get the arm to working again, but no avail.
"Sorry, Modo", she sighed after a while. "I'm sure that you need a new arm."
Throttle and Vinnie looked at each other.
"Where did you get that old one?" Charley wanted to know.
"Hey, hey, be careful, cutie!" Vinnie gasped and covered his mouth. He was bit afraid that Modo would hear him. "It's a sensitive issue", he whispered.
"Tell her ..", Modo groaned weakly.
"All right, brother", Throttle nodded and looked at Charley. "Look over here, so I'll tell you", he pressed his antennas against Charley's forehead.
In the meantime, Vinnie watched Modo.
Modo just sat there feeling apathetic and held his arm.
Did not know whether he was angry and also sad. Of course he was sad. Vinnie sighed heavily. Of course he knew the story of what Throttle was telling to Charley.
About Mars. About the war. About how they got hurt. About what Plutarkians did to them. What those bastards did to Modo.
Now, he had an idea.
And he was sure it would work great.
"Hey, do not worry," Vinnie grinned big. Others looked at him.
"I've got an idea! Very simple thing!"