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Chapter four

When the mice arrived at the factory, they stepped off their bikes. Modo aimed his cannon and used his laser to burn a hole in the wall and they looked inside. A huge machine with a big drill at the front was the first thing they saw. Karbunkle and Limburger were standing next to it. And there was the mayor, tied up. Next to him, a rat. Modo's eye started to glow red again.
Karbunkle klapped in his hands, looking very excited.
"This is it, you cheesiness. The digging machine… With the stolen diamonds as his teeth, it can chew through anything, muawhaha!"
"Impressive…", Limburger said. "But is it big enough?"
"Oh yes! Big enough to stripmine all of Chicago in a single day!"
"Say farewell to Chicago, gentleman. Because by this time tomorrow, the windy city will be gone… with the wind! Muawhahahaha!"

The mice looked shocked at each other.
"We need to stop him. Let's get the bikes, come on!"
When they crashed through the wall, everybody was already in the machine and it's engine was started.
"Hold the train, Limburger!", Throttle yelled while they stopped in front of the machine.
"You are not gonna destroy Chicago if we can help it!" Vinnie pointed at Limburger.
The fat man opened a window and his head popped out.
"You operate under a big misconception. You see, you are not gonna be able to stop me. You repulsive rodents!"
"Hey!" they heard out of the machine. That must be the rat. Limburger turned around to look at him.
"Ahum. Present company excepted, of course."
"Soul… rat."
Limburger smiled and grabbed a laser gun. He hang out of the window and aimed at the mice. The mice revved their bikes and sped away when Limburger opened fire.
"Finish them off!", they heard him yell and the goons came out of nowhere.
The mice drove into a hallway, followed by the goons which were firing at them.
"Man, these guys are a pain in my tail!", Throttle said, slightly annoyed.
"Let's throw 'em for a loop!", Modo answered and the mice fired their jets. They drove up the wall and drove back through the ceiling.
"AAAOOWW, not bad. The baddest!", Vinnie cheered. They let go of their handlebars, grabbed the goons by the shoulders when they drove above them and pulled them out of their buggies. The goons screamed in fear and the mice dumped them in the dumpster (A/N; singing something, but honestly, I can't understand a word they are saying. Not even after watching this episode for like a hundred times or so).
"Well, they certainly look at home there", Vinnie smiled, looking over his shoulder. They drove through the wall back on the ground. When they came back in the same room as where they came in, they saw a huge hole in the ground.
"Man, I got the stinking feeling Limburger is more underfoot than ever…", the tan furred mouse said while looking down. They could feel the ground shaking.
"And he has the mayor with him!", Modo said, his eye glowing red.
Throttle rubbed his chin.
"We can't follow him, he is too fast."
"We can take the shortcut?", Modo suggested.
Vinnie and Throttle looked at him with a confused look on their faces.
"The subway system", Modo quickly explained.
"Great idea, big fella. Let's ride!"
They blasted through the wall outside and Modo looked behind him with a smile.
"You know, we could've come out of that other hole we blasted when we went in…"
Vinnie almost fell off his bike.
"Are you kidding? Where is the fun in that?", he snickered.
"Fun is over, bro's. Come on, we need to hurry, before Chicago gets a one way ticket to Plutark." And Throttle took the lead.

They stopped on the edge of a bridge that was collapsed.
"Oh no, Limburger's machine is heading straight towards Sweet Georgie Brown Radio station", Throttle sighed.
"Must be a country western fan", Vinnie answered, smiling.
"Well, that's the final dig. Now I'm mad…", Modo growled, his eye glowing red.
Throttle nodded. "Yeah… Limburger is fighting dirty now…"
They revved their bikes and sped away. They entered the subway by using the stairs. They jumped off the platform and entered the tunnels.
"Yeaaahh, rock and RAIL!", Vinnie cheered, while popping a wheelie.
"Next stop; the big cheese!", Throttle yelled and they drove further. When they came around the corner, they spotted the machine and parked their bikes in front of it. The machine slowly came to a halt.
"That's far enough, Limburger!", Throttle said angry. It was a rare thing their leader got angry, but no one was messing with his favorite radio station.
Limburger looked out of the window and clenched his fists.
"It's those wrenching rodents! Drill them!", he ordered and grabbed the rat by the collar. "NOW!"
The drill started to turn again and drove towards the mice.
Vinnie grabbed his big laser gun that came out of the back of his bike.
"That's it bro's. Fire at will!", the tan furred mouse ordered.
"I rather fire at the machine…", Modo said, looking confused. Throttle sighed.
"Just do it…"
They opened fire. The machine was close by when it turned.
"It's turning!"
"AAAOOWW, are we the baddest underground sensation, or what?", Vinnie yelled excited, still firing. The machine drove further, but suddenly, it stopped.
The mice stopped and Modo looked at his bro's.
"Uh oh, now what?"
"Bad news", Throttle answered.
Limburger opened his window again with a big smile on his face. That made the mice even more suspicious.
"Nooo, it's good news, Biker Mice. For me… You see, you're about to be destroyed. Meet your personal escort to the afterlife; Tunnel rat!"
The rat drove out the machine, driving some kind of mine wagon. He grabbed a small drill from his back and pointed it at the mice.
"I tear mieces… to pieces…", he said with a husky voice. Then, he opened fire. Laser came out of the drill. The mice quickly turned their bikes and flew into one of the tunnels Limburger's machine had made.|
"Let's get him down and get out tails topside", Vinnie said.
"Yeah, and fast. The radio deception down here is lousy", Modo agreed.

The mice drove through the tunnels, followed by Tunnel rat.
"The digging machine is right ahead", Throttle said, looking at the screen on his bike.
They flew around the corner and made a sharp turn to avoid a crash. But the rat wasn't that lucky. He saw too late where he was headed and there was nothing he could do. Well, he tried, by hitting the brakes. But he crashed against the digging machine. A loud explosion was the result. When the smoke dawned, Tunnel rat was lying on the ground.
"I hate those miserable… mieces…", he said before he passed out. Throttle and Modo stopped next to him.
"Nah, that will hold him. Till Karbunkle sends him back to whatever rat hole he crawled out of."
"Okay. Now that we trapped the rat, it's time for the cheese", Throttle said and they drove to the digging machine. They jumped off their bikes and climbed inside. The machine was a mess. They heard Limburger yelling about he needed to have control and that he is the mayor.
Modo kicked the door to the cockpit open and he and Throttle walked inside.
"Not for long, Limburger. Your days as head cheese are over."
Modo aimed his arm cannon at them and Karbunkle quickly raised his hands. Limburger was harder to convince. He grabbed the mayor who was sitting beside him and put a gun against his head.
"Not so fast… Politics is a power game, rodent. And in this game, I still hold the winning hand…"
Throttle and Modo looked at each other. Shit. But then, they heard a engine. They smiled. Vinnie.
The wall next to Limburger exploded and because of the force of it, Limburger flew forward. He had no choice to let go of the mayor, who was also falling.
"YIIAAOOWW! Never fear… Vinnie's here!", the white furred mouse cheered and he catched the mayor. He set him behind him.
"It's an honour to give you a ride, you honour."
Throttle smiled and walked over to his younger bro.
"Get him to safety, Vinnie. We will wrap things up here."
Vinnie nodded and drove away. Throttle quickly walked to the screen and changed the coordinates. He pushed a button and the machine turned and started to drive again. Throttle and Modo jumped on their bikes.
"Let's bail."
They drove back through the subway system and came up just in time to see the tower crumble into dust. They gave each other a high five.
"That will keep him busy for a while!", Modo laughed. Vinnie joined them.
"The mayor is back where he belongs. He even gave me three coupons for free hotdogs and rootbeer!"
"Great! Let's surprise Kiwi with lunch!", Modo said.
"Let's ROCK…"
"... and EAT!"

Kiwi was sitting at home, trying to watch TV, but she was with her mind elsewhere. She was worried about the mice. What if they got hurt? What if they didn't come back? She shook her head. Come on… They were soldiers. They knew what they were doing. But she felt a huge relief when she heard three engines coming closer. She decided to stay on the couch. It was one thing she was worried, but if they found out… Well, she was never gonna hear the end of it. So, she turned up the volume and quickly lay down, like she was lying there for hours now.
"Kiwi ma'am?" Modo's voice. She stretched and faked a yawn.
"Back already?", she asked casually. Modo nodded.
"We eh… we brought you some lunch. Wanna join us?"
"Yeah, sure!"
And she followed him to the kitchen. Vinnie and Throttle were already sitting at the table and Vinnie was stuffing two hotdogs into his big mouth. He saw Kiwi and mumbled something. It sounded like 'Hey sweetheart', but that was just a guess.
Throttle lay two hotdogs on a plate and gave it to Kiwi.
"Here, before loudmouth eats everything."
She looked at him with gratitude.
"Thank you."
It was silent for a moment. Everybody was enjoying their meal. Kiwi nibbled at her hotdog and watched the mice eat. And she came to the conclusion that fighting a war gave a increasing appetite. Within minutes, the pile of hotdogs was gone and they washed it away with root beer. Vinnie burped loudly, rubbing his belly. Kiwi rolled her eyes and continued eating her hotdog. Vinnie stared at her plate.
"Are you gonna eat that?", he asked, almost drooling. Kiwi sighed and shoved the plate towards him. Vinnie grabbed the hotdog and stuffed it in his mouth, like he hadn't just ate ten.
"So, everything went well, I suppose?", she asked.
"Yep. We stopped Limburger and the mayor is back. He probably needs to clean his office though... Limburger's tower is dust now, so he will be busy with rebuilding, I guess", Throttle said casually. Like it was nothing. But then again, maybe it was nothing for them. Anyway, Kiwi was impressed.
"Good job, guys."
"Pfff, did you doubt? We're the best. He never stood a chance", Vinnie said, looking a little bit green under his fur. Kiwi giggled.
"Did you eat too much hot dogs, Vinnie?", she asked innocently. Vinnie waved it away.
"No way. Too much is never enough", but his voice sounded a little weaker than normal.
"You shouldn't have eat that last hotdog…" Kiwi smiled at him. She couldn't feel sorry for him. Not after all his teasing.
"Like my grey furred momma used to say; the eye is bigger than the stomach…", Modo added.
Vinnie stuck out his tongue, but said nothing. Suddenly, he jumped at his feet and ran outside. Kiwi started laughing. Throttle and Modo soon joined her.
"That will teach him a lesson", Kiwi giggled.
"Well, knowing Vinnie; it won't", Throttle smiled, shaking his head. Then his face grew serious.
"Kiwi, I thought we had a agreement you would stay away from Limburger. Then why did you pop up twice today?"
Kiwi shuffled her feet and played with her fingers.
"Well, I wanted to help. I'm not afraid of him. And I don't want him to destroy this city or planet. It's my home… You fight for what's yours… So why shouldn't I do the same?"
"Yeah, but that's just not the same. We know what we are doing. This isn't our first fight. You on the other hand, know nothing about fighting. Look, all I'm trying to say is; it's dangerous. You should be afraid of him. He is the enemy. He is a Plutarkian. They are the most evil race we ever met."
"We just don't want you to get hurt, Kiwi ma'am. That would make us sad…", Modo added.
"Look, I understand what you are saying. But I can do this. Look at today! Thanks to me, you knew where to go and what Limburgers plans were."
"Yeah, and you also was a hostage again. It's not safe, Kiwi. Next time, I want you stay at home, end of discussion", Throttle said with a strict voice. Kiwi shook her head. She thought she finally had a purpose to live. She finally had the feeling she mattered. And now, they were shutting her out. She gritted her teeth.
"I thought we made a pretty good team today. But apparently, I was wrong. Apparently, sexism is also a problem on Mars. Unbelievable.." and she jumped at her feet. She felt embarrassed. She just couldn't help it. She thought she slowly became one of the guys. But they didn't want her. That she had missed that fact, made her angry. Angry on herself. And them. Dammit. This kinda things always happened when she let someone close to her. It always ended in disappointment. She felt tears burning in her eyes and she turned around.
"Kiwi, wait…" Throttle tried to say something, but Kiwi wanted to be alone. She marched straight to the door in direction of the stairs, when she bumped into Vinnie. She almost fell, but Vinnie caught her.
"Wow, sweetheart. If I knew you were gonna fall for me that easily…" and he winked at her. Kiwi's cheeks burned and she pushed Vinnie out of the way.
"STOP calling me SWEETHEART!", and she ran upstairs.
Just before she closed the door, she heard Vinnie asking what he did wrong. With a loud bang, she closed the door and leaned against it with her back. She slowly slid down and she burst into tears. Dammit. How could she be so stupid? Trusting them? Thinking that they cared? But they do care, a little voice said. They don't want you to get hurt… Bullshit. They using that as an excuse. She crawled to her nightstand and grabbed the pills. Her hands were shaking. Failure. Failure. Failure. Her brain kept repeating the word, over and over again. But still, she took two pills and crawled under the blanket. And finally, the world slowly became black.

The next day, she slowly woke up. The first thing that popped up in her head was how she had reacted yesterday. Oh shit. Embarrassing. Awkward. Crazy. She sighed. What was she gonna say to them… She didn't want to explain herself. She didn't want to tell her story. Well, she couldn't stay in bed all day. Let's get this over with. She got dressed and slowly walked downstairs. It was silent. Too silent. Kiwi walked into the yard. No mice. Shit. What if they were gone? What if they thought, after her outburst, that they weren't welcome anymore? But when she looked around the corner, she saw their bikes. They must be here. Maybe she didn't knew them that well, she hardly could believe they would leave without their bikes.
She slowly approached the guesthouse, not sure if the bikes were gonna attack her again. But they didn't. Apparently, they now knew she was on the same side. She peeked through a window, but it was too dark inside. Quietly, she opened the door and sneaked inside. Loud snoring was heard out of one of the rooms. She giggled. How would they sleep, she wondered. Curled up? Hanging on the ceiling? Only one way to find out. She tiptoed to one of the rooms and slowly opened the door. It was Throttle's room, she saw. He was lying on his belly, the blanket carefully draped over his ass. But his legs, feet and back were not covered. Kiwi saw his glasses lying on the nightstand next to him. She slowly walked into the room. He looked so young and innocent while sleeping. She smiled. It was really cute.
She sneaked to another room and loud snoring met her. Ah. Modo. He was lying under the blankets on his back and his hands folded on his chest. Kiwi stared at it and tried not to laugh. It looked like he was already practising for his funeral. But damn, he snored loud! She was glad she let them sleep in the guesthouse instead in her own house.
One more room to go. Was she really gonna look into Vinnie's room? What if he woke up? What would he do? But her curiosity won. She opened the door and peeked inside. She felt her lips curl into a smile. The white furred mouse was also lying on his belly, diagonally across the bed. The blankets were lying on the ground and his head was hanging over the edge. Very Vinnie like. He only wore a pair of black boxers and she took a quick look at his muscular body. It was a nice body, she had to admit. But no way she was gonna say that out loud. Ever. She quickly closed the door, before Romeo would wake up.

Kiwi decided to make them breakfast and take them down to the lake. She knew a spot where nobody usually came, so enough privacy for them. It was her way of apologizing for her behaviour yesterday. She walked back to the house, still smiling. Who would have thought that three tough macho mice looked this cute while they were sleeping? A giggle escaped her mouth and she started with breakfast.
When breakfast was ready, she called the guys. Throttle and Modo were already awake and yelled back they were coming.
"So, who is gonna wake Vinnie today?", Modo asked. It was not easy to wake up that white furred loudmouth and sometimes even dangerous. Because of the war, they were always on their guard. And that sometimes resulted in a fight, and on bad days even an firefight. With Vinnie being the most hotheated, he always gave the most troubles. Throttle sighed.
"I'll go."
He walked into Vinnie's room and noticed the mouse was almost falling out of his bed. His head was hanging over the edge, just like his arms. His tail held on to the other side. Throttle smiled. Crazy mouse. He lay a hand on Vinnie's shoulder.
"Vinnie. Wake up. Kiwi made us breakfast, we don't want to let the lady wait, right?"
No response.
"Vinnie…" Throttle shook him harder.
Still no response.
Throttle sighed. This needed more drastic measures. He walked to the other side of the bed and with one finger, he made Vinnie's tail loose from the bed. That was the last push he needed and the white furred mouse fell out of the bed with a loud bang. Throttle braced himself. Vinnie jumped up, his gun in his hand.
"Chill, Vincent. It's just me", Throttle said calmly, his hands in the air.
Vinnie stared at him and then at the gun. He smiled and threw the gun over his shoulder.
"Sorry bro. You were saying something about breakfast?"
"So you did hear me?"
"Yeah, somewhere far, far away…"
"Man… Come on. Kiwi is waiting. And I want you to be nice to her today. You think you can do that?"
Vinnie smiled innocently.
"I'm always being nice to her! Who do you think I am? Besides… she likes me."
Throttle shook his head and walked out of Vinnie's room, before Vinnie's ego would take all the air out of it and he was gonna suffocate. Or worse, listening to Vinnie's bragging any longer.

The mice were watching the waffles suspiciously, like they were gonna be attacked by one if they touched it.
"Eh, Kiwi ma'am? What is this?", Modo asked hesitantly, with one finger carefully pricking in the waffle on his plate. Kiwi smiled.
"Waffles. I'm sure you will love them. Try it. And don't worry, they won't bite", she said, winking. Throttle, with being the leader, carefully grabbed a waffle and took a bite. The other two were watching him carefully. At first, Throttle had a thoughtful frown on his face, but it slowly made place for a grin.
"This is great!", and he stuffed another one in his mouth.
Vinnie and Modo, visibly reassured now that the waffle hadn't exploded in their leaders mouth, also took a bite.
"Hmmm, I love it, sweetheart", Vinnie mumbled with his mouth full. Modo agreed. Kiwi was glad they liked it.
"Guys, I wanna go for a swim today. Wanna join me?", she asked casually.
The mice fell silent and stared at her.
"What?", she asked, didn't quite understanding why this was a weird question to them.
"Eh… It's just… We don't have a lot of water left on Mars and well… You know… It's weird to hear someone suggesting to have a swim…", Modo stuttered. Kiwi's ears turned hot.
"Oh! I never thought about it. Well, here on Earth, we've got plenty of water. So… eh… You guys wanna come?"
"Does that mean we are gonna see you naked? Because…", Vinnie started but Throttle slammed a hand over his mouth before he could continue.
"Maybe swimming isn't the best idea…", he said slowly, looking meaningful at Vinnie. Kiwi stared at them but then started laughing. She just couldn't help it. These mice… Honestly.
"Well, then just chilling at the lake? In our clothes?", she added quickly. Vinnie rolled his eyes, but Throttle's hand was still holding his snout.
"Fine by me, Kiwi ma'am", Modo said polite. Throttle slowly released Vinnie, giving him a warning look. Vinnie stuck out his tongue.
"Fine."

The sun slowly dropped into the water and Throttle sighed happily. This was great. After living in a war for so long, he kinda forgot how it was to feel peaceful. Kiwi had brought a huge blanket and he was lying on it, looking at the sunset. Kiwi was sitting next to him, reading a book. Modo was sitting close by the water, finally able to pick up his old hobby again, namely; fishing. Vinnie was lying on his belly, snoring loud. The group had learned that waffles weren't the best diet for the white furred mouse. The result was a very hyper mouse having a sugar rush. They were all glad that he had finally exhausted himself and was sleeping like a baby now. Well, a very loud snoring baby. Kiwi giggled. Throttle glanced at her between the corner of his eyes. She looked different then when they had met. Happier. But there were still so many questions he had for her. But he didn't wanna make her feel uncomfortable. He had seen yesterday how she reacted when she was feeling uncomfortable. She just needed time.
"Do you miss home?", she suddenly asked. He sighed.
"Well… Home is a warzone. So, that's a difficult question to answer. I do miss home, but I don't miss the war. The chaos. To see everyday how our home is being destroyed further and further. But somehow, it feels wrong to be here. Nobody knows we are here. For all I know, they all think we're dead…"
"Do you have people waiting for you, back on Mars?", Kiwi asked hesitantly.
"Like family? No. I've lost everybody. But the Freedom Fighters are my family now. And me and my bro's are the best soldiers they have. So I guess they want us back. But we have to fight the same fight here now. Limburger has to be stopped. Someday… I just wish I could let them know we are okay."
Kiwi nodded. She felt sorry for him. What a way of living.
"Do you still have family?", Throttle asked. He had to ask.
Kiwi breathed in sharply. He immediately saw her changing back into the cold, distant person they had met.
"Look, you don't have to answer if you don't want. But you can't blame me for being curious."
Kiwi stared at her clenched fists and after a long silence, she finally said something.
"No. I don't." She turned around and grabbed her book.
Throttle sighed and closed his eyes. Someday, she will trust them enough to tell them. Like he just said, she just needed time.

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