Bros United - Chapter 27
''Well, every couple goes through problems. Life is not always going to be a bed of roses. Thorns come with those roses." Carbine replied, "And I still say eventually Throttle and I will be able to work things out now that Miss Homewrecker is gone."
"You have a one-track mind. Anybody ever tell you that?" Charley asked her.
"I didnt get to be leader of the Freedom Fighters for nothing, you know. It took hard work and discipline. I had to stay focused on the task at hand otherwise we would've lost many battles." She replied.
"Nothing wrong with that, except it depends what the task is."
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"I'm sorry about what happened with Claud. Before his plane went down in Greece, I filed for divorce. Claud was very controlling. The amulet increased his control and anger towards me. He didn't want the divorce but I did." Cecilla told Throttle.
"Well, he did try to hurt me and my friends so it doesn't surprise me. Has he ever...hurt you?"
Cecilla's face became hard and pale. She looked away as she stared out the window.
"After he got possession of that amulet, it changed him into a different person- someone I didn't recognize anymore. He treated me very badly." Cecilla said, "I tried many times to leave. He always found me."
"Where did he get that amulet?"
"It had been in his families for many generations. Claud's family was a large clan of warlocks. They had practiced their craft for many centuries. I was a young witch developing and learning my own craft when we met. After we married and he inherited the amulet, everything changed. That's why I left. I had my own problems, besides. I had taken the eternal youth elixir. I dreamed of the day I could meet the right person-someone who could love me for me."
She then cupped Throttle's face with her hands.
"You're that person." She said, kissing him on the lips and rubbing her nose against his.
"Cecilla, you're amazing, babe. Beautiful and incredibly sexy." He breathed.
"Is that all men think of? Sex? And beauty?" She asked.
"Well, not to sound like Vinnie, but yeah."
Cecilla playfully punched his shoulder while he laughed.
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"I love you, Minerva." Modo told her.
"Darling Modo..." Minerva murmured, then giggled as he kissed her neck. She then cradled his cheek and kissed him.
They were walking to Modo's bike when Modo saw something that got his attention. He was a huge bulldozer being driven by Greasepit, one of Lawrence Limburger's flunkies.
"What is Greasegutt up to?" He wondered.
"Doesn't he work for Limburger?" Minerva asked.
"Sure does and for him to be in that bulldozer he's gotta up to no good." Modo said, getting on his bike. He helped Minerva on.
"We need to get the others, love." Minerva told him.
"One step ahead of ya, darling. I already sent them a message with the coordinates." He grinned at her.
Within minutes, Vinnie rode up and was next to Modo's bike.
"Glad ya showed up, bro." Modo told him.
"And missed the chance to kick Lardpitt's butt? No way was I gonna miss that. Where's Throttle?" Vinnie asked.
"Went for a ride to clear his head. Should be here soon." Modo replied.
"Riding my bike and blowing stuff up always makes me feel better." Vinnie crowed.
"We know." Minerva giggled.
"Touche, sweetheart." Vinnie grinned back at her.
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Back at the Last Chance Garage, Charley glanced to her bike. She had installed a vidcom just like the ones the Freedom Fighters had in their bikes. Charley read a text message from Modo.
"What is it?" Carbine asked.
"A distress signal. Greasepit is on his way towards a school in a bulldozer. He said he contacted Vinnie and Throttle. They going to stop him." Charley replied.
"That's bulldozer was one of the things the Reek Fishes used to tear Mars apart and ship it back to Plutark." Carbine said.
"That's why the guys are here: to stop Limburger from doing to this planet what he and the other Stink Fishes did to Mars." She replied.
"I know. If this war had never come, Throttle and I would've stayed together. Been happy." Carbine said, sadly.
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"My love, what is it?" Cecilla asked.
Throttle had gotten up and was now kneeling in front of his bike.
"My bros! They need me! Duty calls." He replied, zipping up his pants and putting on his vest. She watched him put on his boots.
"You're going away again. Oh, Throttle, loving and holding on to you is the hardest job I ever had." She said, sitting up in bed, arms folded across her knees.
He smiled and quickly kissed her.
"I'll be back." He said.
Then he hopped on his bike, put on his helmet, and he was gone.
"I'll be waiting." She said, watching him go.
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"I say forget waiting for Throttle. Let's go mop the floor with Greasepit now." Vinnie said.
"Be patient, Vinnie. He'll be here." Modo told him.
Modo, Minerva, and Vinnie waited on a hillside to see Greasepit arrive at an elementary school. Thank goodness no children were there because it was Columbus Day.
Modo had his hands full trying to calm Vinnie down.
The white-furred adrenaline fueled junkie was never one to be patient. Vinnie loved thrills and liked performing the most dangerous stunts on his bike. He always volunteered for the most life-threatening missions. It was like the guy had a death wish. Throttle and Modo liked danger and thrilling adventures just like their younger bro did but even they were amazed that he's lived this long considering the crazy risks he's taken.
"If I don't blow up or smash Greaseball's face soon, I'm gonna explode!" Vinnie exclaimed.
"Geez, he's a wild man and a loose cannon."
"That's what I've said for years."
The mice looked up to see Throttle ride up to them.
"Where ya been, bro?" Vinnie asked.
"Tell ya later." Throttle told him, then turning to his sister, " Piston, go hide. This is bound to get dangerous."
"Don't call me Piston. It's Minerva. Piston was fine when I was a baby but now it's Minerva. Also, I'm staying with Modo." She replied, arms folded.
"Fine. Battle Mode, bros and sis! " Throttle said.
Modo and Vinnie pressed buttons on the sides of their helmets. Their visors turned a neon color according to the color of their helmets.
"Hang on tight, Miss Minerva." Modo told her, handing her a helmet which she put on.
"We're gonna rock that bulldozer from here to Stink Fish Tower!" Throttle cried out, revving up his bike by turning the handlebars.
"Awooooo! Music to my ears!" Vinnie crowed.
"Bros united to rock and ride!" Modo laughed.
"Okay, you mad mamma jammas, let's Rock..." Throttle said.
"...And Ride!" Everyone cried out.