Short story in the making
Written by Blaze Van Wham 2002
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We start our story off in the little known place, the Scoreboard. It's currently night time, and all but Jax are awake and fiddling around in the room. Enter Vinnie Van Wham, with a razor blade and scissors in hand.
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Vinnie turned towards Modo. "Ready big fella?" He asked him. Modo nodded, and plugged the razor into a jack behind him. Vinnie let it stay on the off button for a bit, and hauled himself towards his sleeping sister's body. "Ready Throttle?" He said to him.
"Ready as can be, but Jax sure ain't gonna like this when she wakes up." He said, being the level headed leader. Vinnie glared at him a little.
"This will be the best prank of the century bro!" He reassured him, and grabbed the pair of scissors near him, and began to hack at the dreds covering Jax's head, along with the help of Throttle on the other side.
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Approximately half an hour later, Throttle and Vinnie finished their business. They grabbed the long dreds, a bag and stuffed them inside, to chuck them out later. "Your turn, bro." Vinnie said to Modo, and Modo nodded, flipping the razor onto low shave. He stepped towards Jax, and shaved what little bits of hair there were off her head, leaving it to a clean shine.
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Six hours later, we enter upon the scene of Jax Van Wham just waking up. She stretches, takes a look around, and sees her bros fast asleep. She stands up, and feels a sudden wind against her head, that she hadn't felt for years. Upon stepping over to her bike, she grabs the side mirror and gapes into it, emitting a very loud, and very angry scream into the Scoreboard.
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"VINCENT VAN WHAM!!!!" Jax bellowed from across the room at him. He stumbled out of his bed, onto the floor and looked up at her groggily.
"Wha.." He mumbled out.
Jax pointed to her head. "Don't even try and weasel your way out of this one!! You CUT OFF MY DREDS!! Vincent, I LOOK EXACTLY LIKE YOU!!!" She yelled in anger and frustration at him. Quickly, she picked up the nearest object to her, that of a boot and threw it at him hard. "YOU FUCKIN BASTARD!! HOW COULD YOU!! HOW DARE YOU!!!" She continued at him in a rage, throwing things, and finally stepping towards him, and lifting him up by his tail, making him face her. "This is worse than what the Plutarkians did to me on Mars." She growled low in her throat. By this time, Throttle had made his appearance, and so had Modo. "You better be wishing the Gods are having mercy on you Vincent because I WILL NOT!!" She brought her hand up behind her to punch him, and found Modo grabbing it from behind her.
"You'd hurt your own brother for a little prank Jax?" He said to her. "That doesn't sound like the Jax I know."
"Let me fuckin go right now Modo!! Let ME GO!!" She pulled her fist hard from his grip, and he released it, but grabbed her around her waist.
"You won't be hurting your brother any time today Miss Van Wham!" Modo told her, and pulled her over to a bed, sitting down on it, and kept his continued grip on her kicking, flying crazy legs and arms. She struggled against his hold a bit as well, and when she found he wouldn't let her go, she went lucid in his arms. Seeing he had won, Modo let her go, turned her around, putting his hands on her waist and looking up at her. "You done now, Miss Van Wham?" He asked her.
Glaringly, she nodded him a yes and Modo smiled. "What do I get as my reward?" He teased her. Modo knew she was married, and had a kid but he couldn't help himself. There weren't any other female mice on the planet.
She slapped him. "Nothing." She looked over at Vinnie and Throttle. "I can't believe you would all join in on this! My hair, is gone. After growing it for years, in one night, you all chop it off!!" Modo retained his grip on Jax's waist, just in case and he looked to his bros.
Throttle scratched his head. "Uh..Sorry Jax. Couldn't help it." He smiled, waving his tail around cutely, and grinned at her. Jax just about melted on the spot at his look, but kept herself in composure. She looked back to Modo.
He grinned, stupidly this time, and pulled her close to him for a kiss. Jax opened her eyes wide, and pulled back from him quickly. "Whoa there! Uh huh! No way! Hands and lips off area Modo!" She told him, and stepped back again. She looked at Throttle, then at Vinnie and Modo. "I'm heading out for a while. I'll be back." She sighed and took a step out of the front doorway, instantly whistling for her bike. Vinnie, Modo and Throttle heard her rev off.
"Shouldna done that, big fella." Throttle chimed
in.
"You know, she's gonna kill you now when she gets
back." Vinnie piped up.
Modo sighed from his spot. "Can't blame a lonely mouse for trying can ya?"
Vinnie and Throttle looked to each other, nodded and said, "Can't blame ya at all."
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Midnight. Jax slipped into the Scoreboard, having returned from her all night getaway, and searched around with her eyes. Nothing. Seeing nobody, she figured Modo and Vinnie were out on patrol. Those two at least. She stepped gingerly over everything, so as not to wake Throttle up. Making almost no sound, she heard a voice from behind her.
"Out late again, Jax?" Throttle's voice said. She turned around, nodded to him and looked at him underneath the pale moonlight. Her body ached for his, and she looked at him longingly.
"Where are Modo and Vinnie?" She asked, averting her gaze at the handsome golden mouse.
"Out on nightly patrol. They'll be gone till dawn." Throttle said. He sat down in his bed, the single one, and looked up at her. "You joining me or not?" He asked her.
Jax nodded, sighed and sat down beside him, resting her head on his, the feeling of her bald head apparent to herself. "I miss him more than anything, Throttle. But we..I...us.." She said in fragments.
Throttle wrapped his arms around her shoulders. "I know you miss him Jax. And your son too. But we're both lonely here. We can't let anything stop us. I mean, here we are on Earth, with not as many problems as Mars, and the ability to almost roam free." He smiled at her and began to caress her shoulder softly.
Jax nodded, and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him lightly. "I need the company..." She buried her face into his neck and began to kiss it. Throttle replied with a small moan, and before they knew it, the two were both naked before each other in bed, consummating a forbidden love, and forgetting about everything around them.
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Enter two mice, after a long hard night of patrolling, goon bashing and saving every second good citizen, walking into the Scoreboard. Both mouths are agape as they enter upon Exhibit A, of Jax and Throttle curled up tightly in Throttle's bed, obviously naked, and sleeping.
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"Oh mama...Axle's gonna have a fit.." Modo began. Vinnie told him to shut it quickly.
"Long as Jax doesn't end up pregnant, Axle doesn't have to know right?" Vinnie asked his bro.
"I suppose not, but that would be lying and my momma always used to say..." Modo began.
"Mamma schmamma!" Vinnie began. "Axle doesn't have to know nothing, and neither do we. We pretend as if nothing happened, you got that big fella?"
Modo nodded slowly to Vinnie. As he stepped by Throttle's bed, inside of him, he wished silently that he had decided to stay earlier that night at the Scoreboard instead of going on night patrol with Vinnie.
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