Discussions-Chapter 8
"Not bad, yourself, babe." Throttle replied, grinning at Carbine.
"You girls got some fancy moves." Vinnie said.
"Awesome fighting, Miss General Carbine Ma'am. You too, Miss Charley Ma'am." Modo said, "And you too, Miss Rosalie."
"You guys are pretty cool yourselves. Stoker told me and my mom all about how you saved Mars and Earth." Rosalie said.
"You know it, sweetheart. We're the baddest mamma jammas this side of the asteroid belt!" Vinnie bragged.
"Really, then, maybe you could give me a ride sometime. I totally love your bike. It's so cool." Rosalie replied, fawning over Vinnie's Sports bike. Then she glanced at him.
Vinnie noticed her stare. It looked more than friendly. It was unmistakable. She was checking him out big time. He grinned back and she smiled at him as she walked away. She added a little twist in her hips. He saw them swinging back and forth. He caught himself eying her backside and thighs. The tight pants she had on showed off all of her curves. They hugged her in all the right places.
Vinnie was grinning till he felt a thick muscular arm wrap around his neck in a half headlock. Stoker had his arm around his neck and was now smiling at him. Vinnie noticed he looked mad. He saw it it in the older mouse's eyes. He gave him a not so friendly smile.
"Word of advice, punk. That girl is like a daughter to me. I married her mom when she was a kid. I watched and helped her grow up. I still looked after her even after her mom died. No one is going to trifle with her feelings and that includes you!"
"C'mon, Stoke, what kind of guy do you think I am?"
"I know exactly what you're like. Which is why I'm telling you to back off. Otherwise you got me to deal with. You get what I'm saying?"
"Loud and clear, sir." Vinnie murmured.
"Glad we understand each other." Stoker replied, removing his arm from around Vinnie's neck.
The white mouse now walked away rubbing his sore neck.
...
The mice arrived at Martian Command. Torris Rainer was put in a holding cell along with the four other members of the former Martian Mouse Council. They were scheduled to go before the Galactic Council of Space the next day. Carbine had just finished the necessary paperwork and submitted it to the Court of Galactic Affairs. Now she was free. She went looking for Throttle.
"Hey, Muscle Mouse!" She cried out, grinning from ear to ear.
The tan furred mouse had just come in with Vinnie and Modo. The three mice were patrolling the sectors of Martian Command. Thankfully, there were no more signs of Plutarkian activity. No bases and no hidden bunkers.
Throttle now removed his motorcycle helmet and grinned at the raven haired beauty that he had chosen to be his wife. She fell into his arms. They kissed passionately on the lips.
"Wooooooooo!" Vinnie and Modo whooped and hollered.
The two lovers broke the kiss and looked at them.
"Don't you two have something better to do? Like, I don't know, leaving us in peace?" Carbine frowned.
"C'mon, bro. They want to be alone."Modo chuckled.
"But it was just getting good." Vinnie groaned.
"I gotta go anyway. I'm meeting Arielle." Modo told them.
"Things getting that serious with you two, huh?" Throttle asked.
"Well...yeah." Modo smiled.
"Bet she can't complain as long as the sex is great, am I right?" Vinnie grinned slyly at his now embarrassed larger friend.
"Seriously, Vinnie? There's more to a relationship than just sex. Arielle and me like each other's company. We have a lot in common. We like the same things. Feel the same way about family and friends. Life in general." Modo replied.
"Whatever you say, bro. But c'mon, Modo. You can't tell me you can have a relationship without sex. I mean why'd I even catch you two in bed together that other night?"
Throttle and Carbine stared at the larger mouse with shocked looks on their faces.
"It-I-It just happened! Besides, I'm not giving any details. Unlike you, I'm too much of a gentleman to tell anything." Modo retorted, arms folded, "Besides, I could go into you flirting with another girl in front of Miss Charley Ma'am's face. But I won't."
"Hey, I wasn't flirting with her! She was flirting with me! There's a difference." Vinnie shouted back.
"Yeah, right. You were practically drooling over her till Stoke gave you a good talking to."
"Well, whatever it is. I'd stay away from Rosalie if I were you. She is Stoker's stepdaughter." Carbine said.
"Plus, remember. We're bros. United we stand. Divided we fall."Throttle said.
"Yeah...true." Vinnie said, then to Modo, "Sorry, big guy."
"Don't sweat it, Vinnie." Modo said, punching him in the shoulder.
"Same here, Modo." Vinnie said, punching him back.
...
"This is incredible!" Stoker said, glancing at a slide under a microscope. The older command leader was in his underground lab a mile from Martian Command. Rosalie and Spitfire helped him with his research.
"What is it? Rosalie asked.
"This cell sample.I took it when were at Torris Rainer's headquarters. It has regenenitive tissue inside it." He explained, "With this stuff they could slowly reheal themselves. But it only happened once."
"Why's that?" Spitfire asked.
"Because the cell structure is unstable. But with the proper DNA, the cell structure could be altered provide us with a stable organism to work with. I need to show this to Martian Command, once I get it stable."
"It'll be nice to see Vinnie again." Rosalie said, dreamily.
"I'd watch my step if I were you, Ros." Stoker told her, "That guy has got a reputation with the ladies."
"Oh, I think I can handle him." Rosalie smirked.
"Guys like Vinnie only want one thing." Stoker warned her.
"You mean he's like you were? Mom told me how much of a ladies man you were before y'all got together."
Spitfire grinned. Stoker looked a little embarrassed.
"Okay. So I was a little wild. I don't want you to be hurt, Ros." He told her.
"Thanks, Dad.'" Rosalie replied, quoting with her fingers," But I'm not a little girl anymore. I'm over twenty-one."
"Not to worry, sis. If he breaks your heart, I'll bust his kneecaps." Spitfire replied.
"Not before I will." Rosalie chuckled. Both girls shared a laugh.
"Anyway, liking boys is a waste of time." Spitfire huffed, "Besides, there are more important things to think about like saving and preserving Mars' culture. Dad is teaching me how to use the Regenerator to clone the squirrel bat population as well as the Pinkseed plant."
"That's great." Rosalie replied.
"Yeah, in two years' time, Mars will be blooming with vegetation." Spitfire said.
"I'm hoping it can happen in a year at least." Stoker said.