Greetings citizens! I know it's been awhile but I swear I've been up to my ears in classwork and a new boyfriend ^,^ Anyway, here's the next chapter!

Thanks to GirlyGeek for helping me get how the human bros look fixed in my head! If you're wondering: Throttle looks like David Boreneaz. Modo has Djimon Hounsou's face and Michael Clark Duncan's body and voice. Vinnie looks like Eric Christian Olsen with lighter hair.

ENJOY AND SWOON!!

(Also, none of these characters belong to me. At all. And I'm not profiting from this)


Charley grimaced and rubbed her temples, feeling a headache coming on. "Well, that could have gone worse."

"Yeah," Modo agreed, standing up tentatively with hands outstretched, trying to keep his balance. "Oh mama…this is one of the strangest things that has ever happened to me."

"There was something stranger?" Throttle said, stepping slowly over to the mirror so he could look at his reflection. The first thing that struck him as odd was the lack of fur. There was dark stubble scattered over his jaw line and cheeks but they were nowhere near the full body cover he was used to. His human face looked squashed with no muzzle and he opened his mouth to examine blunt human teeth. The hair on his head was the same tawny shade of his mane but finer with slight waves. His ears were small and he couldn't hear as well; where he could usually hear Charley's heart beating from across the room, now all he head was the beating of his own heart. His bangs still hung in his eyes and he winced at the sudden realization that they hurt; his shades no longer fit him, hanging halfway down a straight human nose. His eyes were the same red bionic ones Karbunkle had forced on him. "Man…is this a dream?"

"Doubt it," Charley said as she crouched down next to Vinnie, checking for a pulse and breathing a sigh of relief when it was normal. "You usually wake up from dreams."

"I would like to wake up now," Modo muttered, walking a little more surely now that he was compensating for his lack of tail.

"Me too, bro," Throttle growled, now examining the rest of him. His skin was brown, looking like it had been tanned from days out in the sun. His body seemed to be the same in size and shape but without fur or a tail. And his jeans seemed to be a little looser, hanging low on his hips. Throttle cursed himself for going commando the day before. Great time to do laundry, Modo…

"It's not so bad being human, ya know," Charley said, a little stung. "Most of us seem to manage just fine."

"Sorry Charley girl," Throttle looked over his shoulder at her and smiled. Charley was relieved to see he had the same smile as when he was a mouse. "It's just the shock of it all, ya know?"

"Not really but I can imagine," she said dryly with a small grin. Man he's cute. Her grin instantly disappeared. Oh, this is not good. Like they weren't attractive enough as mice, now they're my own species…Shit. She cleared her throat, trying to think of something beside half-naked, muscular human males. "So…any idea how this happened to you guys?"

"Not really," Modo rumbled, pushing Throttle aside to look at himself in the mirror. He, too, marveled at his lack of fur and was especially intrigued with the curly black down that covered his scalp. His face was wide with full lips and a broad nose that was wider at the tip than the bridge. His cheeks were high and full, his jaw square. And his skin…Modo was fascinated with the dark brown color. It was like coffee with just the barest hint of cream. And his remaining eye was no longer red but a deep brown, almost black color with long lashes. "Last thing I remember is ol' fishface getting his butt kicked." He blinked, remembering a brilliant flash of heat coupled with Karbunkle's cackling. "Wait…we got hit by somethin'. Somethin' that made Karbunkle all kinds of pleased."

"I remember, I think," Throttle said, running a hand over his hair. "There was a flash of blue and it got really hot…after that, I don't remember anything until we got back here."

"Sounds like you guys got him with one of Karbinkle's experimental gizmos," Charley said, nibbling on her lower lip in thought. "I gotta get my hands on that thing if we want to figure out what it is."

"Or get him to change us back," Vinnie muttered. He sat up slowly, holding his head in his hand.

"Hey, you're awake," Charley said, smiling at him. "How do you feel?"

"Really weird," he replied, holding his hands in front of his face and staring at his fingers. "Naked."

"Well you guys did just lose about ten pounds of hair," Charley muttered, grimly eyeing the piles of fur that were in all of the blankets. I'm going to have to use the industrial vac from the shop…and I'm not sure even that is up to this challenge.

"No, I mean really naked," Vinnie said, his pale skin taking on a flush. "I must have taken my boxers off last night." Charley felt her own blush darken and had to fight to keep her eyes from glancing at his blanket-covered lap.

"Yeah, they're over here, bro," Modo said with a chuckle, tossing Vinnie the red underwear. Vinnie ducked under the blanket and quickly slid the boxers back on. as he was under the blanket, he checked his mask, breathing a sigh of relief that the metal had conformed to his new face and still hid the mass of scar tissue it hid. "Ya remember anything from last night?" Modo asked.

"Nah, not really. Just getting back here and feeling like my fur was on fire," Vinnie replied, emerging from the blanket with some dignity intact. He pushed the blanket off and stood shakily on his legs. Charley tried not to notice his musculature stood out even more now that his fur was gone. Vinnie started walking to take his turn at the mirror, marveling at his reflection. His hair was pale blonde and wavy, hanging down attractively in his eyes. His eyes were no longer pink but a deep blue that reminded him of the deeper waters of Lake Michigan. His jawline was mostly the same, his chin a little more pointed than in his normal form. His lower lip was fuller than his upper and he opened his mouth to examine his new teeth. He ran his tongue over the blunt edges, intrigued by the way the skin of his lip felt without any down on it. He turned his head, examining it from each angle. He grinned, pleased with what he saw. "Damn I'm sexy."

Charley groaned and sat down on the couch, reaching for her forgotten coffee and taking a deep sip. "At least your ego hasn't changed at all."

"Aww, babe, come on! Look at all this!" VInnie said, flexing his arms in front of the mirror. While he had lost some of his bulk, his muscles were still the best he had ever laid eyes on.

"I've seen better," Charley muttered, taking another sip of coffee. Never failed, she had a nice moment looking at Vinnie and then he had to ruin it by being a jackass.

"Hey guys," Modo interrupted, his eye widened with worry. "We're human now, right?"

"Apparently," Throttle said, keeping his eyes closed against the light. He would have to pick up some human-sized shades soon or be totally incapacitated.

"Anyone check the bikes this morning?"

Vinnie's eyes widened and he ran for the garage, tripping over the rug on his way because he was off balance. "Ow!" Modo sighed and made his way more slowly towards the bikes, stepping over Vinnie on his way.

Charley glanced at Throttle, noticing he hadn't moved. "You ok Throttle?"

"Just fine," he muttered. "The shades just don't fit anymore."

"Oh. Wait a second," she said and went into the kitchen. Rummaging in one of her junk drawers, she found a pair of shades that had been a gift were too big for her face. She pressed them into Throttle's hand. "Here, try these."

He slipped the shades onto his face, making a pleased noise when they fit well enough for him to open his eyes again. "Thanks Charley girl. These fit great."

"Well they look kind of silly," Charley admitted with a grin. Throttle glanced at the mirror and groaned at his reflection: the shades' rims were bright pink.

"Aww hell…"

"The good news is you can go out to the mall and pick some out for yourself," Charley said.

"Hey, yeah!" Throttle said, brightening slightly. "We can actually go out in daylight now without worrying if someone will see us and freak."

Charley smiled back at him, glad it was still the same Throttle behind the smile. "Come on. Let's see how the bikes are doing."

Modo and Vinnie were hovering over their bikes when they came into the garage. Modo was stroking Li'l Hoss and speaking to her softly. Vinnie was kneeling by Sweetheart, examining her front wheel. "What's the word, bros?" Throttle said, making his way towards Lady.

"Looks like they're ok," Modo said. "But ah don't think they're responding to us as well. We won't know until we try ridin' them."

"Let's go, Sweetheart," Vinnie crooned to the red bike as he carefully took his place on her seat. "Daddy's had a hard day and would like a ride to relax." The bike revved once before making a noise Charley had never heard before; it was like a cross between a growl and a hiss, if bikes could hiss like a snake. Vinnie's skin paled and he slowly got off Sweetheart, a frown on his face. "Oh cheese…"

"They're not recognizing us," Throttle said. Lady wasn't responding to his touch at all. Instead of the usual warm greeting he usually got from her, it was like she was giving him the cold shoulder. "Hey, c'mon Lady, it's me. I know I don't look right but it's still me." The bike beeped once before revving and making the same hiss/growl noise Sweetheart had made. Throttle growled in frustration and rubbed the bridge of his nose where he could feel tension building. "Modo, any luck with Li'l Hoss?"

"Not much," Modo said. He was sitting on his bike with a look of concentration on his face. "But I think she's coming around." He gently stroked the bike with his metal hand, drawing a gentle purr form the blue bike. "Hey, she recognizes me now!"

"Must be the arm," Charley mused. "That hasn't changed, but the rest of you has. I'm thinking whatever hit you guys changed you enough that your bikes don't recognize you."

"That's not good," Throttle muttered. He glanced at Vinnie and caught him grinning like an idiot. "What?"

"Nice shades, Throttle," Vinnie snickered. "They come in powder blue too?"

"Shut up Vinnie," Throttle growled. "Don't you have better things to worry about besides my shades?"

"I might be able to hardwire the bikes to recognize you guys," Charley said, still muttering to herself. "Maybe if I can get to the memory matrix and give it some reprogramming…"

"I dunno Charley ma'am," Modo said, running a hand over his new curls. Man that feels weird… "No offense, but what happens when we turn back to Mice? Won't we have the same problem then?"

"I can fix it," Charley said, nodding decisively. "Just give me a few hours. You guys can go out and pick up some new shades for Throttle or something."

Vinnie blinked. Then a slow smile spread over his face. "Oh man. We can go outside. In daylight."

"And you will behave," Charley said, pinning him with a glare. "You guys are human for the time being. Act like it."

"Don't worry Charley ma'am," Modo said, covertly pulling up his slipping jeans. "An' maybe we can pick up some more clothes while we're at it."

"Sounds like a plan," Charley muttered, already distracted by the problem at hand. She pulled her auburn hair out of her face and rolled up her sleeves. "Bring back some milk and root beer, won't you?"

"Sure thing, Charley girl," Throttle said, ushering Vinnie and Modo out of the garage. There was no use talking to her now that she was in full engineer mode. "Vincent, put some clothes on. We'll take Charley's truck."

"Can you even drive that thing, bro?" Vinnie asked, pulling his jeans on and making a face when they didn't fit as snug as they used to.

"How hard can it be?" Throttle said, pulling his vest on.

Fifteen minutes, a bee flying into the truck's cab and a tongue-lashing from Charley later, the bros helped Charley push the now-smoking truck into the garage. A fuming Charley loaded them into one of the mini vans left at the garage for repairs and headed for the mall, muttering curses about irresponsible bikers the whole way.

It had already been a very long day and it wasn't even lunchtime yet. And now she was on her way to the mall with three amazingly handsome males. The day was just going to get longer.


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