After so many of those battles they had with Limburger's clan. He never wanted to know how many.
White mouse took a deep breath as leaning on back on the couch.
"Are you okay?" Modo sat down beside him.
"What," Vinnie looked at his friend. "Yeah, yeah, my neck is in completely scrap."
"Indeed," Modo laughed when he figured out what Vinnie was trying to do. "And you're doing this all wrong."
"Aww! Is it my fault that i never been involved in little girls' gymnastics club?" Vinnie growled.
Modo shook his head. "Dude, hey, let me help you."
"It's ok, do not need to .." Vinnie smiled and stretched his shoulders. ".. .. aww!" he grinned with pain when he felt aches over his shoulders.
Modo gently took off his friend's armor. "You need to relax."
"I'm relaxed," Vinnie muttered.
"Try harder," Modo told him and rubbed his shoulders. "How are you been able to make this so hard? Your neck is in totally scrap!"
Vinnie sighed and shrugged his shoulders. "You're supposed to rub my shoulders. Do not speaking!"