Ok, I'm gonna say it right up front, this is my first fanfic for the studly mice from mars. So please play nice. This is set during the plutarkian wars while the guys are stuck on earth.
Other than that...Enjoy.
Write Free, Citizen!
"Yo Throttle! Heads up!"
Throttle looked up just in time to get nailed in the face with a Frisbee. He reeled back, nearly falling off his bike.
"Ow!" He rubbed the tender spot just above his eyebrow. "Vinnie! What…?"
Vinnie laughed and held up his hands. "Sorry bro! Not my fault if you can't duck!"
Throttle shook his head. He threw the Frisbee back and waited until Vinnie turned back to the kids he'd been playing with. He smiled and held a finger to his lips, motioning for them to get out of the way. The children grinned and nodded.
"Oh Vincent?" Throttle called. "Duck!"
He hurled himself bodily at Vinnie, football tackling the startled mouse.
Vinnie howled and squirmed around to more effectively wrestle with his bro. The two mice rolled down the slight hill and came to a stop at the bottom, laughing.
"Get 'em kids!"
Several laughing children piled on top of the startled mice. Throttle laughed and grabbed one of the little boys. He snagged another one with his tail.
He glanced over to Vinnie, to find that his bro was faring much the same.
"I think this is a losing battle Vinnie!" He called, laughing.
Vinnie shook his head, tickling a little girl while simultaneously trying to pin an older boy. He had three more kids on top of him.
"No way bro! We can totally take them!" He whipped his tail around another girl, who immediately grabbed his ear, keeping him from effectively pinning her. "Ow! Hey, careful on the ears sweet heart!" He laughed.
Throttle laughed and threw up his hands. "Alright Charley, I give! Call 'em off!"
Standing above them on the hill, Charley was laughing her head off. "Alright guys! Let Throttle up!" she laughed. "Go tackle Vinnie!"
Throttle grinned as the five children he'd been wrestling with left off tackling him and attacked Vinnie.
"Aww, not fair Charley!" Vinnie whined.
"What's not fair?"
Throttle and Charley turned to face the hulking grey mouse coming round the hill. They had to smile.
While Modo's bionic arm and missing eye gave him a strange and threatening appearance, it certainly didn't frighten or deter these children! With two children clinging to his back, one under each arm, and two clinging to his left leg, the poor mouse looked like a living jungle gym.
And he was having the time of his life!
Throttle flopped to the ground at Charley's feet, propping himself up on his elbows. He gestured to Vinnie, who was still struggling with his brood. Modo burst into laughter and plumped down beside Throttle, settling his clinger's on as well.
"Might as well enjoy th' show."
Charley sat down between her two furry friends and ruffled the hair of one of the smaller girls. She grinned. "Why don't you go help them pin Vinnie?" she whispered.
The kids grinned and ran to help. Modo chuckled and shook his head as they watched the happily screaming children throw themselves into the pile.
They heard a tutting sound behind them. "Such bad habits you teach these children."
A woman came round the hill with the four smallest children. The smile on her face took any real sting from her words. "How will I ever break them of such habits?"
Modo smiled. "Aw, they're just havin' a little fun Miss Grace."
"Plus it kicks Vinnie's ego down a couple notches." Charley added. She laughed as Vinnie stood up, roaring dramatically, before being dragged, laughing, back to earth by the weight of the delighted children. She shook her head. "For about half an hour." She said, smiling. "Then he blows it back up again!"
"Like a balloon." Throttle chuckled. "An' I think you're underestimating him. It takes Vinnie all of five seconds to re-inflate his ego!"
The woman chuckled.
Grace Corry.
While not physically imposing, the short matronly woman ran the Lost Souls Orphanage with intelligence, and a firm hand. But she was also well known for her large, caring heart. Never once had the gray haired woman turned away a child. Or an adult for that matter.
That was how she had come to have twenty-two children in her care!
"Come now children, let the poor thing up." She called.
Still giggling, the children obediently got off. Vinnie lay there, panting and laughing. After a few seconds he rolled over on his stomach.
"Ha ha! Told you I could take them!" He laughed.
"Yeah, and you had to wait for Grace to bail your tail out!" Charley quipped.
"Hey! I would have…" Vinnie began.
They never found out what Vinnie 'would have'.
Laser fire suddenly burned into the air above their heads and into the ground around them. The mice were on their feet in an instant, calling their bikes and hurrying the children over the low hill toward the orphanage as fast as they could.
"Grace! Charley! Get these kids inside now!" Throttle yelled. "Modo! Make sure they get there! Count heads and make sure you've got everyone! Vinnie! You're with me! We need to find the shooter and lay down some cover fire."
"Awoo!" Vinnie leapt to his bike and took off in the direction the shots had come from.
Throttle shook his head. He looked to Modo and grinned. "Give th' kid an A for effort!" He pulled on his helmet and took off after the younger mouse. "Come on girl." He called to his bike. "Let's catch 'em up!"
The bike roared in response and put on a new burst of speed.
It didn't take long to catch up with Vinnie. Or identify the shooter. Grease Pit and the inevitable troop of dune buggy riding goons were coming to greet them.
Vinnie whooped and dove right into the fray.
His brilliant red bike zipping and weaving between dune buggies on its own, his hands were left free to drop flairs into the passing dune buggies.
By this time, Limburger's goons were well aware of what Vinnie's flairs could do. The instant they realized that those flairs were in the buggies with them, the made sure that they weren't.
They threw themselves headlong from the buggies, seconds before the shoddily manufactured buggies exploded.
"Whoo hoo!" Vinnie howled, slapping Throttle a high five. "Look's like fourth of July's comin' a little early for the goon squad this year!"
"Nice sparkler's Vincent!"Throttle laughed. "But what's the Fourth of July without some fireworks?"
He drew his laser pistol from its holster with a flourish and fired at one of the dune buggies tires, sending it careening into another buggy and causing them both to go up in smoke.
"Make sure you keep them away from the orphanage! We don't want to…" Blazing green laser fire slammed into the ground just a foot away from their bikes. "Whoa! Vinnie! Karbunkle at two o clock!"
Vinnie's head snapped round. "Yeah! And he's got a new toy!"
Karbunkle cackled and fired the massive gun again.
It never failed to amaze the mice that those skinny little arms could support the massive weight of the guns he invented. Throttle swerved to avoid another shot from Karbunkle's new laser.
"I think it's time we broke that toy." Throttle called. "You…"
Modo's voice cut through on the com link. "Throttle, Vinnie! We're missing two of the kids!"
"What!"
Throttle bared his teeth. "Keep these creeps away from the orphanage, especially Karbunkle. I'll see if my bike's scanner's can pick up the kids."
"You got it Throttle." Modo answered.
Throttle nodded. He pressed a button on his bike. "We gotta find 'em." He said grimly. "And we've got to do it fast." He patted the bike. "Don't let me down girl."
The bike beeped in response. It didn't take long for her to find the missing children. She revved her engine and beeped again. He glanced at the screen and grinned. They were hiding right over there behind those trees!
"Modo, Vinnie, I got 'em! They're hunkered down in the trees."
"Go get 'em bro, I'll cover ya!" Vinnie answered. He whooped and fired off another round of shots.
Throttle laughed. He gunned the motor of his bike and left the battle behind him. With the readout on his screen pointing the way, it didn't take him long to find the kids.
He pulled to a stop, climbed off and brushed the bushes aside. The two little girls hiding behind them cowered away, eyes wide with terror.
"Shh, it's ok." He offered his hands. "Come on. Let's get you girls back to the orphanage."
Come on. He thought. Come on girls.
These two girls were the newest additions to the Lost Souls Orphanage. He'd never seen them before today.
The younger girl whimpered as an explosion boomed in the background. She squirmed closer to her sister, looking for comfort.
She didn't find any.
Her sister was starring at Throttle as if he were some sort of double headed, slimy monster threatening to eat her!
"Look out!"
Throttle threw himself forward, sheltering the girls with his body. The tree above them exploded, showering him with splintered wood and shredded leaves. The younger girl screamed, but the older one remained completely silent, frozen with terror, as if she were suddenly inches away from her own personal nightmare.
Throttle waited for the rain of debris to slow, then raised his head slightly. His bike had been blown off it's wheels and thrown several feet away.
And Karbunkle…
His eyes widened behind their shades. Karbunkle was aiming straight at them!
Alright, no time for slow an' gentle! He scooped up both girls and bolted. He could hear Karbunkle cackling behind him.
Come on Vinnie, where are you?
He heard the laser fire twice behind him. Pain blossomed across the small of his back and he stumbled. Then, his world went black….
DUM, Dum, dum...! Reveiw!