Tail Whipping Time!-Chapter 21
"Where are they?" Latoya Limburger grumbled. Her brother and her groom were late.
The wedding has just started. The Grand High Exalted Ruler had just taken his place at the podium along with Latoya. He was the only one who could preside over weddings on Plutark. He was to marry his son the noble Lord Robespierre to Lady Latoya.
The Reception hall was filled with Plutarkian dignitaries and other Plutarkians of royal birth.
"I hope your groom is not having pre-wedding jitters again, my dear Lady Latoya." The Grand Ruler said.
"It's, uh, early yet, I'm sure my groom as well as my brother will be here ASAP." She replied, then under her breath, "I swear I'll kill Lawrence if he-"
Almost on cue, someone came rolling in. It was none other than Lawrence Limburger. It was as if someone opened the door and threw him in.
"Lawrence! What happened?" Latoya asked, incredulously glancing at the beaten up heap that was her brother.
Suddenly, three familiar muscular Martian Mice bikers crashed through the window. The Plutarkians looked on in fear.
"It's tail whipping time!" They sang out, followed by a big crowd of freedom fighters.
"Oh, dear!" She groaned. She really meant to say an unprintable word but didn't.
Guns were blasting. Missiles were fired from their bikes. Throttle activated his Nuke Knuckles as he socked two Plutarkians with both fists.
"Let's me make a couple of points with you reek fishes!" Vinnie said, hitting a button on his bike firing two missiles knocking a whole crowd of Plutarkians into the air. Modo fired his laser cannon blasting the fish faces right and left.
"Lawrence! Do something!" Latoya yelled at her brother.
"And prefably this minute!" The Grand Ruler said, fearfully.
"Don't look at me. I have such a headache." He sighed.
His sister sucked in her breath while staring at her brother who cowered in fear at the Martian Mice while they wreaked havoc all around them.
Latoya picked up a blaster.
"If you want wrongdoing done right, you have to do it yourself." She fumed, aiming the blaster at the Biker Mice.
"Not today you don't, Miss Stink Fish!" Minerva called out, belting her with the butt of a laser blaster. She knocked Latoya to the ground.
"Fancy moves as well as killer good looks! Thanks, Miss Minerva." Modo replied, grinning.
"You guys are welcome." She replied, blushing.
Suddenly, Latoya then leg tripped her knocking her to the ground.
"What have you, moldy mice done with my Robespierre?" Latoya asked.
"Oh, he decided he didn't want to get married especially to you." Minerva replied.
"I won't let you ruin my wedding!" She screamed, diving on Minerva. The two women wrestled on the ground. Latoya began pulling her hair. Minerva socked her in the face.
Vinnie turned to look in fascination.
"What a turn on!" He grinned.
"Hey, watch it! That's my sister you're gawking at!" Throttle fumed, "Knock it off now!"
Vinnie quit gawking.
Modo had eyes in his head like any guy who was interested in an attractive female. But he shook his head. Unlike Vinnie, he was more of a gentleman about it.
"We better pull 'em apart, bros, before this gets ugly." Modo told them.
"Yeah, well, Stinky's sib is already butt ugly...so." Vinnie began.
"How dare you?!" Latoya yelled, turning to Vinnie and Throttle who pulled her away from Minerva.
"You alright, Miss Minerva ma'am?" Modo asked her, helping her up.
''Yes, thanks to you." Minerva replied, smiling warmly at the grey furred giant before her.
"I'm glad." Modo replied, blushing and gloved hand behind his head.
...
The two Plutarkians were then dumped next to the Grand Exalted Ruler. The Freedom Fighters had blasters aimed at the Plutarkians.
"Martian Mice, I implore you not to hurt my son or my wife." The Grand Exalted Ruler begged.
"Relax. Your family is fine." Minerva reassured him, turning on the vidcom. There on a Martian Mouse vessel, the real Robespierre was playing a card game with four Martian Mice. Their wife served them tea from a silver kettle. Then sat down with a book and a cup of tea.
"Hello, Father." Robespierre waved, "I can't talk now."
"Oh, darling. How are you?" His wife said.
"Dearest fish cake! Son! Are you both alright? The Mice haven't hurt you, have they?" The Grand Ruler asked.
"Why no. The mice are nice fellows." Robespierre said.
"Nice? kidnapped you! Held you hostage!" He exclaimed.
"Yes, at first we were frightened, but when they meant us no harm, we began to relax."
"But what about your wedding to Lady Latoya Limburger?" He asked.
Robespierre's grin faded like a puff of smoke.
"Oh. That. Father, you knew I didn't want to get married. Besides, the woman is horrible to everyone including her own brother. She stalked me at that masquerade ball. It was all I could do to get away from her."
"Not true!" Latoya protested.
"Hey, are we playing cards or what?" A voice in the background asked.
"What was that?" The Grand Ruler asked.
"Oh, I'm going to have to go, Father. I think we have a, uh, bad connection." Robespierre said, looking nervous and cutting off the call.
"Listen up, Reek Fishes, The Biker Mice from Mars are here and the party's over. You got that?" Throttle told the Plutarkians. They all nodded. They understood well.
...
The mice had a party to celebrate their victory. The Plutarkians fled to their ships and went back to Plutark never to return. Minerva sat on a tree stump near the lake in deep thought. Her Uncle Axle and Aunt Silky used to love this place.
"Oh, Uncle Axle, Aunt Silky, if you guys could only see us now, you'd be proud. We finally did it! The Fish Faces are gone. Mars is free. Throttle's a brave Freedom Fighter. I always knew my big brother was a hero. He's making a difference. Mars is safe thanks to him and his two friends." She said, as tears of joy streamed down her face.
"You guys are heroes, too."
She looked up to see Modo approach her.
"You guys showed how to fight and beat the Plutarkians. I just wish..."
It got to be too much as she broke down collapsing in tears. Modo caught her before she fell.
"Shh. Easy, darlin'. Let it all out." He soothed, as he held her in his arms.
Minerva's sobs subsided. Her arms went around his waist then rested around his back. She found herself able to relax. She found herself smiling and resting her head on his chest. She could hear his heart beating fast.
"I don't make you nervous, do I?" She teased.
"N-No." Modo fumbled.
He felt his face turn red as Minerva smiled and cuddled into his chest. He was feeling things he hadn't felt in a long time. His face got even redder as Minerva turned to gaze up at him. Her dark soulful eyes held his gaze with a heart-pumping sensuality that rivaled any flirt.
"Modo...I really like you.." She began, cradling his cheek in her hand. Modo closed his eyes and sighed as he drank in her touch.
He was about to say something when she stopped him with her lips. Modo was aroused by her kiss which was very passionate. He responded back with an equally strong degree of passion. Soon, they were making out by the lake. His arms caressing her back and shoulders while kissing her. Her hands rubbing his back and arms. Her fingers eagerly tracing the muscles in his arms and back. It was like being held by a big giant teddy bear. A chiseled, muscular teddy bear.
She never wanted this to end. But suddenly fear gripped her. Her family was gone. Throttle was the only family she had left. But he was a hero. He came and went. And now she had discovered what a great guy Modo was. She didn't want to lose him.
"You won't leave me, will you?"
"I ain't going anywhere." He smiled, with a warm smile that reassured her.