Hello everyone who's reading this! Well, it's shorter than the first chapter, but I'm sure you can live with that as there are finally some more characters involved you'll recognise from the BMFM series! For the Disclaimer look into the first chap, I'm too lazy to repeat myself.

Have FUN!

CHAPTER 2:

"Ok in that case I'll stop by at the video store to pick you sonething up. Anything special you want? Maybe some snacks?"

"Uhm...what about some hotdogs?"

"Only if one of you'll pick me up."

"Ok. When and where?"

"An hour from now, here at the garage. So, I guess I'll see you soon?"

"You bet! Bye, Charley-girl!"

"Bye, Vin!" Charley cut off the phone and grabbed her jacket. She'd go straight to the video store to pick up some tapes the guys had strongly requested they should watch together tonight and as Charley needed to return some tapes as well tonight it had been decided that she would be the one to pick up the tapes. And the hotdogs, though she strongly assumed that, as one of the guys was coming to pick her up, they'd pick up the hotdogs on their way to the scoreboard.

"Yo, bro's!" Vinnie called. His voice was heard throughout the whole scoreboard, so it was to be expected that the others had heard him. To his surprise it took them both ten minutes to turn up in the living room. He himself had nearly forgotten that he'd called them, when they startled him out of one of his favorite commercials.

"What's up, Vin?" Throttle asked, a little angry that Vinnie had to interrupt their call to mars, well or at least their attempted call to mars, as they hadn't been able to get up a connection to the base.

"There you are." Vinnie really seemed surprised to see them.

"Yes, we're standing right behind you, because you called us." Modo informed him.

"Oh, that! Now you mention it, I remember Charley called."

"Well, what did she say?" Throttle prompted after a minute, as Vinnie didn't seem to go on.

"She said that it would be much appreciated if one of us picked her up." Vinnie answered distracted.

"And you didn't tell us before now, because...?"

"You weren't around to be told."

"I see. And you couldn't just lift you sorry ass off of the sofa?"

"Well, no. It wasn't necessary as there are still around thirty minutes left before one of us needs to leave to the garage."

"In that case you'll be that one of us." Modo decided. Throttle just nodded, so the gray mice went back into Throttle's room where they were trying to get a connection with mars stabilized, Throttle hot on his heels.

Vinnie just frowned and decided that he would, for once, do as they had requested, as it was his opportunity to try out some of his new stunts he'd been promising himself to pull off, the next time he got onto his bike, for weeks.

After the first moments of disorientation Alex realized that he had to be in one of the rescue spacecrafts and with that his memory of the confrontation with the twelve plutarkian battleships came back to him. He hurriedly sat up and looked around to determine what had happened to the others, he just assumed that they'd been knocked unconscious by the crash like he'd been, but couldn't be sure. 'Maybe they got hurt while falling off their bikes? Or they could've been hurt from the boxes.' They had secured Doc's moving lab, but as there were boxes lying everywhere around the place, Alex assumed the ties had snapped under the pressure of his soft landing style.

The first one he discovered was Stanley, then he found the Captain and then Doc. Stanley was lying in the doorway to the back of the ship, he'd been trying to locate their reserve gasoline canisters. 'Well, he found them and they knocked him unconscious.' He concluded from the looks of it, as there was a little cut near Stanley's left eye, where one of the metal canisters hit him. The Captain was in the co-drivers position, draped over his bike, Alex nearly hadn't noticed the pile of fur and flesh, covered by the continents of their reserve uniform store. He had some shot wounds in his fur, protruding down to his skin, from the plutarkian lasers, Alex patched him up and placed him in the room Doc had made up as a kind of mini-infirmary. Doc himself was in a side room to the left of the Captains position and seemed to be happy staying there, as he'd fallen from his bike onto the plank bed.

'So...what shall I do now?The rest of the Crew is unconscious and I have no idea which planet or moon we're on...the gauges still don't tell me anything interesting...Well, I think I'll just try to contact the base and see if they can get here or even better if we can get back there.' That decided Alex went into an adjoining room off to the right side of the ship and sat down in front of the comunication unit. He struggled around with the buttons and after an hour without success he gave it up. 'Ok, what's the next thing on the list? Food. We have food for at least the next month as the rescue spacecraft was designed to host two mice for two months. Ridiculous short timespan, but what can I do against the military? Nothing, that's correct. So, I should just worry about water. As we're four it too will last us a month, but what will we do after a month has passed and we didn't make a connection to mars in the meantime? BigBro'll probably be worried sick if I don't call him for a whole month...' Alex left the communication device alone and went into the mainroom of the ship, there he restored some order into Doc's moving lab and the other thing the crash had made the ship spill around. 'Man! And Mum was always short of getting a heart attack when she saw my room, but I know as sure as hell that even I wasn't that messy! This ship is an insult!' Ok, so he was in his cleaning mood again, what about it? He always went into cleaning mode when he was simply irritated and knew nothing better to do.

After he'd cleaned the whole ship he went around to have a look at his crew, but as they were all sound asleep he had nothing better to do then race off with Lady, to check out the surrounding countryside.

There was a forest downhill from their position in the mountain. Alex had, from the looks of it, managed to maneuver the ship into a mountaincrack, nearly invisible for anyone to see. 'Well, at least I wont have to worry about hiding the monster anymore.' He thought to himself and looked over the valley. There was no city around so Alex decided to drive to the next valley so he could at least try to find out on which planet or moon they'd crashed.