Accidentally In Love-Chapter 5
The Biker Mice had a friend named Andy who owned a diner called Hoagie Dogs that served hot dogs of all kinds. It was one of their favorite spots to hang out. Unfortunately, it wasn't open at this time. The closed sign was hanging in the door plus the lights were off.
"I wasn't thinking. It's 2:00 in the morning. Most places aren't going to be open at this time. I'm sorry, Modo." Zoe said, sadly.
"Not to worry, little lady." Modo smiled, "Lake Michigan isn't far from here. I got an idea."
Within minutes, the purple motorcycle pulled up to the edge of the lake.
"What are we doing here?" Zoe asked.
"You'll see."
The gentle giant got off his bike then he helped her off. He went into the woods and came back with a small bundle of sticks. He made a small pile on the ground near the lake.
"This is gonna be a little tricky. Stand back." Modo told her, gently pushing her behind him.
He aimed his laser cannon at the pile of sticks and fired. A bright, orange flame lit the bundle and shone with a friendly glow.
"Incredible." Zoe said, fascinated by the warm fire. She held out her hands as the warmth chased away the coldness of the cool night. Then sat down.
Modo then opened a compartment on the side of his bike. It housed a mini cooler. Inside of it was a package of hot dogs. He took a stick from a bundle he had just gathered. Using a sharp knife, made sharp edges on the stick in his hand.
He opened the package and stuck at least two hot dogs on the end of the stick and was now suspending it over the fire. Soon, it turned a reddish brown color.
"Take a bite." Modo told her, holding out the roasted hot dogs towards her.
"I-don't know." Zoe hesitated, hands up in front of her.
"It's good." He said, taking a bite himself of one of the dogs. He chewed it up and swallowed.
Zoe blew one the other dog then took a bite.
"Delicious!" She smiled, chewing the hot dog piece, "I love it."
"This is one of the best ways to enjoy hot dogs besides eating them in bread buns. My bros and me love living like this in the open. We love camping. Back on Mars, we learned to hunt and camp. I also know how to fish, too." Modo said, chewing on his hot dog.
"Is Mars a nice place to live?" Zoe asked him, taking another bite of her hot dog.
"It used to be. Till the Fish Faces stripped it bare. But it was the most beautiful planet. It was as nice as Earth. There was green grass that covered the whole planet. Large pine trees. We had rain all the time." Modo replied, "It was full of life. But it'll come back the way it was once the Plutarkians are driven from it."
"The Plutarkians. Those are the aliens that Throttle showed me when he projected his memories into my mind."
"Yeah. They want to do to Earth what they did to Mars."
"But you guys can stop them, right? I know you're the only ones who can." Zoe said.
"We're gonna give it everything we've got. My bros and I won't let them destroy this beautiful planet." Modo replied, with a determined look on his face.
"I know you won't. I have complete faith in you guys." Zoe said, smiling at him.
Modo blushed. Then looked down. Zoe was attractive but the warm ruddy glow of the fire made her look even more beautiful.
"I wish I had something else besides hot dogs. I thought I had some root beers. But I accidentally bought these spongy things." He said, taking out a package that contained some white round things.
"Marshmallows!" Zoe cried out, excitedly on seeing the package in his hand, "Let's toast some!"
"Marshwhat?" Modo asked, puzzled.
"It's like candy but better." She smiled, "Do you have another stick?"
"Right here." He said, handing her another stick he had cut.
She took the package of marshmallows from him and opened it. She placed several on the end of a stick and put them over the fire. Within minutes, they turned a toasty brown color. Modo looked on in amazement.
"What do you do with them?" He asked.
"Silly. You eat them." She giggled, pulling a toasted marshmallow off the stick and into her mouth. She ate it and smiled.
Modo looked hesistantly at the toasted marshmallow.
"Try it." She urged.
Modo reached out at the stick held out to him. He took a bite of toasted marshmallow.
"Oh, mama...That is good!" Modo grinned, as the sweet toasty confection hit his tongue.
"I know right?" Zoe smiled, "I'm so glad you brought them."
"Same here."
Then her smile faded.
"I...just wish I remembered everything...about who I am...my life."
"We'll just take it one step at a time. One day at a time. My bros, Charley and me will do everything we can help you." Modo said, placing a hand on her hand.
"Thank you, Modo." Zoe smiled, kissing his cheek, "You're so sweet."
"You're welcome, Miss Zoe Ma'am." He replied, blushing, "You're kinda sweet yourself."
Zoe smiled, then glanced down for a minute before looking back up. Modo felt red spots in his cheeks.
What was happening? He felt like he was eighteen again with a school yard crush.
"Miss Zoe Ma'am? Do you, uh, well?" He asked, fumbling over his words.
"Yes?" She asked, encouraging him to go on, "Modo?"
The woman was achingly beautiful as the moonlight illuminated her features.
"Are you gonna eat that?" He asked, pointing at the last toasted marshmallow.
She pulled it off the stick preparing to hand it to him. She reached out her hand. His gloved hand reached out at the same time touching her hand. Sparks ignited between them. She leaned over kissing him. Her lips pressed against his. His arms went around her as her hand pressed against his manly chest. His large hands were pressed against her slim back. Her warm hands caressed his muscular shoulders and back. Within seconds, they were making out.
"Modo..." She moaned with pleasure as he was now kissing her neck.
"Zoe..." He sighed, as she nibbled gently on his ear.
He now picked her up and carried her to his bike.
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Throttle woke up and turned over in bed till he was now staring at the ceiling. He was now staring up at the skylight. He saw the planet Mars off to the distance. From Earth, it looked like a red dot in the dark sky.
"Carbine, I promise we will defeat Limburger and I will return to you someday. Wait for me, beautiful." He said, as if he could see his beloved standing right in front of him.
God, he missed her! Sometimes, he wished the war between them and the Fish Faces was over so he could return to Mars. He wanted more than anything in the world to go back so he and Carbine could get married and build a life together. Being a leader put a strain on him at times. So he could understand why Carbine was so highstrung. She was a general. Leader of the Resistance. She had to be tough and demanding. Otherwise she wouldn't survive. It was hard on her, too. She missed him as much as he missed her. She told him so the last time they talked to each other on the vidcom on his bike.
He was now distracted by squeaking sounds. He sat up in bed and looked around. Vinnie was in his hammock fast asleep. Drool trickled out of the side of his mouth. Perfectly quiet. Usual for the white mouse. That was the only time he wasn't noisy. The sound wasn't coming from there. He looked over where Modo slept and saw movement. The unusual squeaking sounds were coming from his bed.
Curious, the tan furred mouse put on his glasses sitting on a night stand. He got up and walked over. Then he spotted something on the floor. It sparkled. On closer inspection, he saw it was an earring. A pink dangling peardrop. Then he looked and saw something else peculiar. He saw Modo's feet hanging out of the blanket but then he saw underneath them another pair of feet. These looked smaller than the big guy's.
Throttle smirked as he saw a shade of pink toenail painted on the nails of both pairs of feet. The same color that Zoe happened to be wearing that same day. The tan furred mouse smiled and shook his head in unbelief.
He would've expected this from Vinnie. He and Modo definitely were going to have to have a discussion.
"Tomorrow." He told himself as he made his way back to bed.
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