Title: If Tears Should Fall
Author: Mandragoran
Rating: R (For violence)
Disclaimer: The Bikermice do not belong to me, they belong to other people other then me...the other mice characters belong to me though...please ask permission before using them...thanks
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Charlie tightened the last bolt with satisfaction
"There," She grinned "Good as new."
Little hoss' head lights blared through the museum. Every piece of
attelery the bike had popping out of it.
"EASY!" Charlie gasped falling over backwards to land on her duff "It's
ME Charlie!!"
Little Hoss seemed to think about this for a moment before she tucked
away all the lasers.
"Jeez.." Charlie sighed her heart still hammering in her throat. "I
think you just took about ten years off my life."
The bike turned this way and that before turning back to her. It rolled
up close to her and shone it's headlight on her.
"Just.. umm...sit, stay." Charlie told it as she moved to finish fixing
the other two bikes.
After all three were fixed Charlie started getting worried. Jess should
have been back by now. She looked at the three motorcycles, they were
impatient, edgy.
"Well wouldn't you be..." Charlie muttered Someone had taken out their
engines, they probably had a right to be slightly edgy.
Throttles bike moved up to her pushing the front tire against her leg.
"What?" She looked down at it
A small Freedom Fighter symbol blip was on it's scanner.
Charlie squinted at it. "I don't understand..." She sighed
Two more blips showed on the screen, all within millimeters of each
other.
"It's the guys?" She asked
The bikes headlight flickered as if in agreement.
"Okay, okay, lets go find them."
Vinnie's biker rolled up to her and she climbed on. All three bikes
took off and Charlie could only hold on for the ride.
Author: Mandragoran
Rating: R (For violence)
Disclaimer: The Bikermice do not belong to me, they belong to other people other then me...the other mice characters belong to me though...please ask permission before using them...thanks
**************************************************************************** **
Charlie tightened the last bolt with satisfaction
"There," She grinned "Good as new."
Little hoss' head lights blared through the museum. Every piece of
attelery the bike had popping out of it.
"EASY!" Charlie gasped falling over backwards to land on her duff "It's
ME Charlie!!"
Little Hoss seemed to think about this for a moment before she tucked
away all the lasers.
"Jeez.." Charlie sighed her heart still hammering in her throat. "I
think you just took about ten years off my life."
The bike turned this way and that before turning back to her. It rolled
up close to her and shone it's headlight on her.
"Just.. umm...sit, stay." Charlie told it as she moved to finish fixing
the other two bikes.
After all three were fixed Charlie started getting worried. Jess should
have been back by now. She looked at the three motorcycles, they were
impatient, edgy.
"Well wouldn't you be..." Charlie muttered Someone had taken out their
engines, they probably had a right to be slightly edgy.
Throttles bike moved up to her pushing the front tire against her leg.
"What?" She looked down at it
A small Freedom Fighter symbol blip was on it's scanner.
Charlie squinted at it. "I don't understand..." She sighed
Two more blips showed on the screen, all within millimeters of each
other.
"It's the guys?" She asked
The bikes headlight flickered as if in agreement.
"Okay, okay, lets go find them."
Vinnie's biker rolled up to her and she climbed on. All three bikes
took off and Charlie could only hold on for the ride.
