Disclaimer: The Biker Mice are owned by Marvel. I own Carly and Sammy.

A/N: this story has many flashback moments. Please don't be discouraged by the fading in and out. Sometimes flashbacks don't always go the way we want them to. Oh yeah and please don't stray from the path, we don't want anyone being stranded in the past. That would truly be bad. ^_^ One more thing, don't be fooled by the stupid title. Don't ask me what I was thinking when I came up with it. It has nothing to do with the story.

Flowers

By Silver Elf Child

A small tan female mouse ran as fast as she could away from the older male mouse. She had accidentally slipped and spilled her entire lunch down his back, and now he wanted to kill her for his embarrassment. Why did she always get into trouble? It wasn't like she was looking for it. She didn't mean to have her lunch decorate his back. If it wasn't for those stupid friends of his, she would have made it to her seat and she would be eating her lunch right now, but instead they put something on the floor and she slipped. Now she was running for her life. This was the third time this week that this had happened. She hated this school. She hated having to live her life in total fear. Why couldn't she be brave like her father? Why couldn't she be someone else? Why couldn't she be Bam!

She looked up and found that she had run smack dab into this huge gray male mouse. He looked down at her and gave her an awkward look. She looked back and saw Tony, the other male mouse, in hot pursuit and any second now he would have her. She tried to run past the gray mouse, but he would not let her pass.

*Oh no, he must be one of Tony's friends* she thought.

"Now I've got you! Finally I get to pummel your stupid flower loving ugly tan ass Carly," Tony barked.

Carly looked at the tall mouse that now had his arms wrapped around her shoulders. She wanted to scream for help, but who would? No one liked her. She was a loner. The gray mouse stepped between her and Tony and protected her with his body.

"Is there something wrong?" He asked.

"Yeah. That twerp disgraced me again. Now I'm going to teach her a lesson. Get out of my way."

"Sure. I would not want to get into any fight for someone who deserves to get a beating."

Carly sunk to the floor. The gray mouse was going to let Tony kill her. Where was her brother when she needed him? She had thought that the gray mouse was going to help her. He had such a sweet voice. He looked terrifying, but something in his voice initially calmed her. Unfortunately she misjudged this gentile giant.

Tony smirked as he stepped closer to grab Carly. Tony reached out to grab her hair, but he found that the gray mouse had grabbed his arm. "Let go!"

"Sure. Only when you promise not to hurt her."

Tony pulled his arm away from the tall mouse. "I don't have to promise anything! I said I was going to teach her a lesson and I am."

"Carly!" Someone called in the distance.

Carly looked up to see her brother at the lunch room entrance. She quickly got to her feet to run, but was stopped when someone stepped on her tail. "Oww," she exclaimed when she hit the floor.

"I said let her go!" Threatened the gray mouse.

"Oh yeah, and whose going to make me?"

"I am," he sneered.

Tony raised his fist to strike the older mouse, but quickly learned that it was a mistake. The gray mouse grabbed his fist in mid swing and crushed his hand. Carly jumped up while Tony was distracted and ran to her brother's arms. Tony heard the bones in his hand break and he cried out in pain. The gray mouse let him go and watched Tony as he ran away clutching his hurt hand.

The gray mouse laughed as he turned to find Carly. She wasn't sitting on floor. He looked around frantically. He didn't want any of Tony's friends to hurt her. He finally found her across the room enveloped in the arms of her brother.

"Carly, what do you think your doing pissing Tony off? You know he wants you dead."

"I didn't mean to," she sobbed.

"Carly that's the fourth time this week."

"Third. It's the third time this week," she corrected.

"Ahem," the gray mouse cleared his throat.

"Yes?" her brother asked.

"Is she all right?"

"I'm fine thank you."

"I'm glad. My gray furred Mamma always says that a lady should always be defended when in trouble."

Carly smiled at this new friendly face. Maybe she will be able to make a friend after all. Then her brother laughed at her hero.

"Stop it Throttle. He was only trying to help me. That's the least he could do since you weren't there," she said in a cross tone.

Throttle looked down at her and laughed. "Well look who's saving damsels in distress. First I save your furry fanny this morning," he looked up at Carly's hero, "now you're saving my sisters this after noon. I wonder who will need to be saved by the end of the day."

Modo laughed, "That's so true. I had to pay back a favor. Besides like I said he had no right to pick on her. It's not polite to hit a lady."

"Carly this is Modo Mouse. He's new here at school," Throttle introduced the two.

"Hello," she said as she extended her hand to him. "Thank you for saving my life."

Modo took her hand and kissed the back of it. "It was my pleasure."

Carly giggled. No one had ever kissed her before. Well, not no one. Her parents and brother have, but they don't count.

RING!!!!