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Chapter ten

"Guys! Time for breakfast!", Kiwi yelled out of the kitchen, but there was no response. She frowned and walked outside, only to see their bikes were gone. She narrowed her eyes. What in the world… Where were they? They usually don't function before 9am. Weird… But maybe they just went for a ride. Yesterday, Ruby was here and removed both casts. After a examination she told Modo and Vinnie they were all healed. So, maybe they were enjoying their restored freedom… But still… Before 9am? Nope. She just couldn't believe that.

"Wakey wakey!", Vinnie cheered, while he stopped his bike with shrieking brakes.
"Rise and shine!", Throttle smiled when he opened his visor.
"Oeehhh, rise and stink is more like it", Modo moaned, pinching his nose.
Limburger stared at his three biggest enemies, who just crashed through the window. Of his bedroom. While he was sleeping. Naked…
"Biker Mice!", he yelled, while holding his blanket before his body. "This is the most unpleasant awakening…"
"Yeah, well… getting a eye full of your ugly mug first thing in the morning is no picnic either, pal", Throttle said while crossing his arms before his chest.
"So, up and at'em fishface… You're coming with us", Vinnie said quickly, just to get this over with. This was not how he like to spend his mornings.
"Oh really?", Limburger asked, clearly recovered from the first shock. He grabbed his mask that was lying on his nightstand.
"You will excuse me while I'll put my face on…" and he did what he said. "Ahhh, that's better…"
Modo laughed. "Looked in the mirror lately?"
Limburger got upright and looked arrogant at the mice.
"Now. What is the meaning of this unwarranted intrusion?"
"Well, now that's pretty simple, even for you, leverlips", Throttle started.
"We're taking you down", Vinnie continued.
"For trashing our town", Modo finished.
"Yeah, it's called citizens arrest", Throttle explained, chuckling. "Get used to the idea… Oh! And put these on, will ya? And I mean… NOW!" and he threw a pair of handcuffs on Limburgers lap.
"Or we'll do it for ya…", Vinnie smiled darkly.
"And not very politely…", Modo growled.
But Limburger wasn't impressed. He laughed and grabbed the handcuffs, but he didn't put them on. He whirled them around, still smiling.
"Ooohh, please… Spare me the bravado, you biker buffoons… Do you truly suppose you've caught me unguarded?"
The mice thought about it for a second, but smiled back at the villain.
"Well, we've caught you in bed", Throttle chuckled.
"In your skivvies", Vinnie laughed, shaking his head.
"And none of your goons around to hold your hand", Modo snickered.
"So basically ehm… yeah! I'd say you've been nailed, bud…", Throttle concluded, a big smile on his face.
Limburger shook his head in disbelief.
"An ironies assumption, I assure you… For you see, I anticipated that it was only a matter of time before you would attempt to such a pathetic stunt as this…" He spit out the last words in anger, gone was his smile, gone was his amusement, showing the evil fish he really was. But his arrogance soon returned and he grabbed a remote.
"So I took… precautions…" and he pushed a button on the remote.
The floor under the bikes opened and the mice fell down in a long tunnel. When they looked down, they saw sharp points at the bottom.
"Get the point?", Limburger laughed evilly and the hatch closed.

"Aha! Looks like Limburger had his reception all planned", Vinnie said while looking down.
"Yeah, with a dirty ending", Modo growled.
"Well, not yet, bro's. Fire jets!", Throttle ordered. They did what he said and they flew up and crashed into Karbunkle's lab.
"Hickory dickory doc!", Throttle smiled while stopping his bike.
"We've come to clean your clock!", Modo laughed.
Vinnie just cheered happily while they all fired rockets. Karbunkle's eyes grew big and he ran away. But soon after that, the wall behind the mice exploded and they were forced to drive further. Karbunkle was standing in the hole with a whole army behind him, and they opened fire at the mice.
"Well, I hate to say it bro's, but it seems like we missed our chance to catch Limburger by surprise", Throttle said, avoiding the laser shots.
"Ah man, bummer… for this we skipped breakfast?", Vinnie sighed, ducking to avoid his head was gonna be blown off.
"Yeah, I hate fighting on a empty stomach", Modo added, and he looked down when the sound of his rumbling stomach even was heard above all the firepower
"Yeah, I hear what you're saying. Let's bail, bro's."
They fired their jets to crash through the wall.
"We'll be back!"

Kiwi was starting to feel worried. It was already 11am and the mice still hadn't return. She was pacing through the garden, when she suddenly heard their engines. She felt a huge relief. Damn. Sure, it was nice to have people around you who cared about you and likewise. But the other side was that she was so scared to lose them. She quickly went into the kitchen and started preparing their breakfast again. Because she had learned one thing; the mice were always hungry, but especially when they came back from a mission. Well, she assumed they went on a mission. What else could it be?
The mice walked into the kitchen and dropped on a seat. Kiwi turned around from the stove to look at them.
"Hey guys! Where have you been?", she asked, while bringing her attention back on the hotdogs.
"We tried to catch Limburger by surprise", Throttle sighed.
"Well, that didn't work, I guess?", Kiwi asked, hearing the defeat in his voice.
"Nope… He was way more prepared than we thought…", Modo answered.
Kiwi set the hotdogs on the table and grabbed a few rootbeers from the refrigerator. She gave them each a can and she sat down.
"Well, I must say, you surprised me. You guys normally aren't that much of a morning person…"
Vinnie stuffed his mouth full with a hotdog and mumbled something. Kiwi rolled her eyes.
"Vinnie, how many times do I need to tell you; stop talking with your mouth full, I don't understand a word you are saying."
Vinnie quickly swallowed and gave her that arrogant smile of his.
"Look who is all cranky this morning", he said, winking at her. Kiwi clenched her fists, but decided to let it go for now.
"Anyway, I need to talk to you. My new car is gonna be delivered this afternoon and you guys need to stay inside to make sure they don't see you."
A deadly silence. Vinnie's ears started to twitch, a sign that he was nervous. Even it was now weeks ago he had trashed her car, Kiwi was still upset about it. Not that they talked about it, no… But he just felt she was acting different around him. He knew deep down, she was still mad at him. And he hated it. He hated the fact that she was mad at him. But he didn't know how to make it up to her. If he had the money, he would have bought her a new car. Without hesitation. But it wasn't that simple. And of course, when he was nervous, he said stupid things.
"Then why are you so cranky? A new car, that's awesome, right?", he blurted out.
Throttle closed his eyes for a moment, Modo braced himself.
Kiwi slowly turned her head to look at the white furred mouse. She couldn't believe her ears. Was that mouse really this stupid? Had he really no idea what her car had meant to her? Honestly… He could be so frustrating sometimes.
"No, Vinnie. It is not awesome. I don't want a new car. I want my old one back, in one piece. But the thing is, my old car is too damaged. They couldn't fix it. Because some asshole drove it through a wall…", she said with a low voice.
She was still so angry about it. Deep down, she knew he did it to save his bro. And for that, she was grateful. But he had promised her. He promised her to keep her car safe. And he broke that promise. And the worst part of it all… he never told her he was sorry. She had tried to move on, told herself he couldn't help himself, that this just was who he was, that he needed to make a decision in the heat of the moment… and actually, she was fine with that. But the fact he never told her he was sorry… that was unforgivable.
"Sweetheart… I just did what I needed to do, alright? And I needed to make an heroic entrance. That's just what we do."
Another deadly silence. Kiwi jumped up and ran upstairs, straight to her room.
The three mice stayed behind. Throttle and Modo looked at Vinnie.
"What?", the white furred mouse asked, mister innocence himself. Throttle took a deep breath, trying to control the upcoming headache.
"Have you told her you're sorry?", he asked. Vinnie looked at him like he was on fire.
"Why should I tell her I'm sorry? I had no choice, now did I? I did nothing wrong!"
"That's just not how these things work, Vincent."
Modo intervened.
"Listen, bro. She was obviously very attached to her car. And you trashed it. No, wait", Modo held up his hand when he saw that Vinnie opened his mouth to protest.
"Yes, you did what you needed to do. But you can at least tell her you're sorry. Are you?"
Vinnie lowered his eyes. Modo could be so strict sometimes.
"Well, I eh… I… hehe… I…", he stuttered. He was so not good at this. It just didn't felt right. It was not like he trashed her car on purpose… He never meant to hurt her. He just did… He sighed. He just did what he always does… Act first, think later. Great. Just great. And now he needed to tell her he was sorry. Ugh. He was way too cool for that.
Modo saw the arrogance in his bro's eyes and sighed.
"Just tell her you're sorry, bro. That's all she needs."

Vinnie slowly walked upstairs. He didn't want to do this. But the look on Modo's face had said it all. He didn't had a choice. But this sucked, big time. He hated to be vulnerable. And telling someone you're sorry, that needed vulnerability. Ugh. Why couldn't she just get over it? So that things could be normal again between them. That's all he ever wanted. Why was nobody thinking about him? Story of his life. No appreciation.
He stopped before Kiwi's room and slowly reached to the handle. But then, he froze. He pricked his ears. Was she… was she crying? Shit. He felt a hint of panic and pulled back his hand. He turned around and wanted to walk away, but his feet didn't move. He just stood there, listening to her sobbing and he had to admit. It broke his heart. He was responsible for this. He made her sad. He took a deep breath, turned around and burst inside.
Kiwi almost jumped out of her skin when the door suddenly flew open. She looked up and saw Vinnie standing in the door opening. He marched straight inside and stopped before her. His ears were moving, the top of his tail was twitching. But the look in his eyes caught her off guard. It was the same look she had seen that day he broke his arm. Panic. Pain. Sorrow.
"Vinnie, jesus, you scared the sh…" but Vinnie grabbed her and pulled her in his arms.
"I'm sorry, Kiwi. I'm so, so sorry I've busted your ride. I never wanted to hurt you, I just didn't think, like always, and I never though for a second it would hurt you. Please stop crying, I am so sorry", he babbled.
Kiwi was surprised at first, but then she smiled. She wrapped her arms around him and gave him a tight hug.
"Shhhh, it's okay Vinnie. Easy now…"
It was like someone slapped Vinnie in the face. He suddenly realized what he was doing. He quickly let her go and did a few steps back. Kiwi sat down on the bed. Vinnie hesitated, but raised his fist.
"Are we good?"
Kiwi slammed her fist against his.
"Yeah, we're good."
Vinnie's tail lashed through the air and he quickly turned around and almost ran downstairs. Kiwi smiled at first, but then she started to laugh. Oh my god. That mouse. Honestly… But then her smile vanished. Actually, it wasn't that funny. Actually, it was kinda sad. It was obvious the guy had a lot of troubles because of the war. Mental issues. Just like her. So that's why he understands her so well. That's why he was able to help her to get over her trauma. He knows. He has the same problems. He is just less… obvious about it. Tears filled her eyes. Poor, poor Vinnie. Maybe, one day, he was gonna accept her helping him. So she could tell him he wasn't alone. Maybe...

A few days past by, and nobody ever talked about that day again. No, things were just back to normal now. The mice were busy with their bikes in the garage and Kiwi was sitting on her usual spot on the desk, watching them and holding a eye on the news. Vinnie was back to his old, arrogant self. He was so good in hiding things, Kiwi sometimes doubted her own memories. Did it really happen or was it just a dream? She looked at him, while he was busy with his beloved bike. Suddenly, his favorite song started and he jumped in the air of excitement. Something flew out of his pocket and landed before Kiwi's feet.
"Hmmmm, what's this?", she asked curious and picked it up. It was his wallet. Wauw, this is gold. She never knew they had wallets. She opened it and saw pictures. But before she could take a real good look at it, Vinnie suddenly stood next to her. She jumped on her feet and turned her back to him, looking at the pictures.
"Come on, sweetheart, give it back. It's just my wallet, come on…", she heard Vinnie saying, sounding very embarrassed. Kiwi smiled.
"No way! I just wanna see how many girl pictures you carry in here", and she looked at the pictures. But she stopped when she saw a picture of a little mouse in diapers. The corners of her mouth started to shake and she burst out laughing.
"Oh my gosh!"
Vinnie was trying to look over her shoulder, to see why she was laughing.
"What? What…", but then he saw the picture. "That's my baby picture!"
He grabbed Kiwi and tried to snatch his wallet back, but she was faster this time. She held it in the air, still laughing. Vinnie was standing behind her, grabbing her by the waist and pushing her against him. It was very innocent, actually. He never meant something with it. He only did it to reach for his wallet. But Kiwi felt that tingle in her belly again. She quickly made herself loose, focussing on the picture again. It was such a cute picture.
"Really, where is your hair?", she giggled, looking at Vinnie. The white furred mouse threw his hands in the air in frustration.
"Really? Ah man, come on! I'm a mouse! We don't have hair when we're babies!"
Modo and Throttle joined Kiwi and looked at the picture. They also started to laugh.
"But you're so fat!", Kiwi laughed, pointing at the picture. She couldn't stop laughing.
"Hey! A little chubby maybe…", Vinnie said, slightly annoyed.
"Chubby? Man, you look like baby Hulk with a tail!", Throttle laughed.
"And by the looks of things, you weren't potty trained either!", Modo rumbled.
Vinnie crossed his arms before his chest, obviously not amused.
"Hmpf. My mom thought I was cute… And look how right she was…"
Throttle and Modo continued laughing, but Kiwi slowly fell silent. She looked at the picture, at the innocent, little baby mouse. It suddenly made her sad. She looked into the familiar, but also unknown red ruby eyes. He was so pure. Full with love. Not knowing how hard his life was gonna be. Losing his loved ones way too early, fighting in a war… Death. Darkness… She suddenly felt tears filling her eyes. The look in the eyes of that little baby… She had seen that look twice now. When he helped her. This was who he really was. Sweet. Caring. But the war destroyed him. Crushed him. Made him built huge walls around him. Well, maybe the war didn't destroy him. It was still in there. She had seen it. But the war obviously changed him. She now completely understood why he was the way he was. And it broke her heart. She kept staring at the picture, but suddenly realized what was happening. No way she was gonna cry here, in front of three macho mouse. No way she was gonna say out loud what she just had thought. She quickly recovered herself.
"Look at that dinky little tail!", she laughed, but the smile didn't reach her eyes. But nobody noticed. Vinnie had it.
"Hahaha, very funny, sweetheart. Now, fun's over, give it back, before I…" and he wanted to grab the wallet, but Kiwi quickly turned around again. Vinnie lost his balance and fell on the floor.
"Ah man…" but before someone could say anything, they heard a loud explosion. They all quickly looked outside and saw smoke and fire circling into the air above the city.
"Uh oh, bro's… Looks like the heat is on!", Throttle said.

When the mice drove around a corner, their eyes grew big. What they saw was two… ehm yeah… what were it anyway? Lizards? One pink, one green. But when they saw the goons around them, stealing money from the bank that they had blown up, determination took over the surprise. They stopped right in front of the group.
Throttle whistled between his teeth to get their attention.
"Sorry, you ugly creepazoids!"
"There's a substantial pattern for illegal withdrawn!", Vinnie said when they got their attention.
"And you're looking at it!", Modo finished, raising his armcannon. Cannons popped out of all three bikes.
"Gracious! How intimidatingly infused with machismo", the pink lizard said, with a high female voice. She looked at her green companion. "Are you impressed, Corgi?"
The green one yawned.
"Not so as you noticed, Strella. Let's stamp them!" His voice was male.
And they both put a thumb in their mouths and started blowing. By every blow, they grew. The mice looked at them, eyes wide. The goons screamed in fear by seeing the creatures growing bigger and bigger and they ran away.
"Wow… It looks like our problems getting bigger than we thought", Throttle said while looking up.
"Oh momma…", Modo breathed.
When the creatures were done, they were almost bigger than the skyscrapers around them.
"Hey you, mice! Check out these amazing feet!", Corgi said and he lifted up his foot. The mice quickly retreated, right before the foot landed on the ground at the place where they just stood.
"Waaooww", Vinnie yelped.
"Okay, Vincent, keep 'em busy. Modo and I will take 'em from above!" and he and the grey furred giant drove up a building.
Vinnie hit the accelerator, followed by the two creatures. But even he was having a hard time to stay in the lead. He was driving under the train rails, but the two big animals just crushed it under their feet.
"AAAOOWW, a little speed bro's, or I'm gonna be the latest and fashioned footwear!", he yelled in the radio, pushing his bikes to the limits.
At that point, Throttle and Modo arrived on top of the building. Modo shook his head.
"Wow, when these guys take a stroll downtown, they mean business!"
"Yeah, well let's give them a warm welcome", Throttle said and they both aimed at both beasts. "Now!" and they fired.
A huge explosion and smoke took away their vision, and they high fived.
"YES!"
"That was a direct hit!", Modo cheered.
"Hehe, that should put a cramp in their style", Throttle chuckled.
But suddenly, two big shadows fell over them. Modo looked up and swallowed.
"Uh… Throttle?"
Throttle also looked up.
"We do beg your pardon", Strella said polite.
"But does this belong to you?", Corgi asked, and he showed a rocket in his hand. His hand was so big, that the rocket looked like a small toy.
Throttle and Modo both chuckled, a blush on their cheeks.
"Hehehehe… Eh… Yeah…" and they quickly drove away before they got crushed under the big hand.
When they were down, Vinnie joined them.
"Hey! I thought you mamma jammers were gonna take 'em down", he said, slightly surprised his bro's failed.
"We hit them with our best shot…", Throttle answered.
"Didn't even rock 'em…", Modo said, looking over his shoulder. The animals were running after them.
"Which means we better roll", Throttle pointed forward and he and his bro's quickly flew around a corner.
"These babies have Limburger's stink all over them", Throttle said, looking in his mirror. "We need to find us some answers and I know exactly where to ask questions."

When they arrived at LP, the zilla's had gave up the chase. They crashed through the window.
"Knock knock", Throttle said.
Modo pulled off his helmet and looked around him.
"Come out, come out, wherever you are… you reeking cheese log…"
Vinnie also pulled off his helmet.
"He ain't here…"
Modo sniffed.
"And from the smell of fresh air, he ain't here for some time…"
They suddenly heard moaning and growling and they quickly turned around. But nothing to be seen.
"By the sound of it, it came out of Karbunkle's lab…"
They mounted their bikes and drove down to the lab. They stopped and saw Greaspit sitting tied up against one of the desks.
Throttle walked over to him and Greasepit tried to run away, but he slipped and fell down. A few drops of oil splashed on Vinnie. His face twisted and with a disgust look on his face, he rubbed it away from his precious body.
"Yuck, talk about your toxic spill", he grumbled, still rubbing. But the oil got stuck in his fur. Ugh.
"Yous biker babies got big troubles now!", Greasepit said, while looking at them. "Monstersize trouble…" and he started laughing.
Throttle grabbed him by the throat, not amused.
"Start squealing, greasepig… Where are these monsters come from? And where is that wrenching cheesehead boss of yours?"
Greasepit looked terrified at him.
"I eh… I don't know… Something went wrong with the transporter. M-m-m-mister Limboiger brought the monsters here, but then he gots sends somewheres else… Now the monsters are taking over!"
Throttle let him go and cleaned his hand with his bandana. He turned around to face his bro's.
"This is bad news, bro's…"
"Yeah, the monsters are doing more damage than Limburger would…", Modo said, pointing out of the window. The monsters were coming closer to LP, crushing everything on their path.
"That cheesehead brought 'em here… He must know how to control them!", Vinnie suggested.
"Sure, but now he is gone…", Modo said.
"Yeah, wich means there is only one thing we can do…", Throttle said, rubbing his chin. "I know it stinks, but…"
"Oh man, you don't mean…", Vinnie interrupted him, grabbing his head.
"Bingo… We've gotta bring back the big cheese…"
"Ah man, come on! We can take them! And when we are done with them, Limburger is still gone and Chicago is safe!", Vinnie protested loudly. He was absolutely not amused. But Throttle wasn't either.
"Oh yeah? We just tried to nail them, and we failed. You wanna try? Well, be my guest!", he snapped at his white furred bro.
Vinnie closed his visor.
"Fine", but when he revved his engine, Throttle stopped him. Even if he was slightly annoyed, he wasn't gonna send his bro out where he probably would die. His younger bro, whose pride was sometimes standing in the way to make a responsible decision. It was his responsibility to be responsible. So he did.
"Vincent, stop. We don't have another choice. I like this idea as much as you do. But we need to think about the city. All the innocence people who are dying right now."
Vinnie looked at his leader. Deep down, he knew he was right. But dammit. This sucked, big time.
"Fine", he growled again, crossing his arms before his chest. Throttle nodded and looked at the transporter.
"This thing is totalled, bro's. We need to think of a way to get it back to work…"
"Maybe Kiwi knows? She is into computers and stuff, right?", Modo suggested.
"Yeah, but…", Vinnie started, but closed his mouth. Throttle studied his face.
"We will keep her safe, Vin. You know we will. She is our only chance right now..."

"Guys, come on… I don't know anything about these things…", Kiwi sighed, looking at the damaged transporter. She had never seen anything like this in her entire life. It was alien technologie. How in the world should she know how to repair this thing? But when she wanted to turn around to tell the mice she wasn't gonna be able to do this, she suddenly saw a USB entrance. Hmmm… She quickly grabbed her laptop and other gear. Within minutes, she had linked the transporter with her computer.
"And?", Vinnie suddenly asked, close by her ear.
"Jezus, Vin… I need some time, okay?"
"Well, time is something we don't have, sweetheart… Look behind you… Guess who's coming for diner?"
She did what he said. And she just wished she didn't. The window shattered and two big, scaled hands came inside. She jumped on her feet and scrambled backwards.
"Holy shit!"
"Aaaaoooowww, watch it, sweetheart! These mice got teeth!", and he grabbed his laser and shot at the big hands. They heard a growl coming from outside and the hands pulled back.
The mice quickly mounted their bikes.
"Okay, Kiwi ma'am. Hold the fort!", Modo said.
"Yeah, we will try to buy you some time", Throttle explained.
"Because we are gonna ROCK…", Vinnie began, his fist in the air.
"... and RIDE!" and they drove out of the window.
Kiwi stared at the broken window. Did they just left her here? With Greasepit in the same room? Of course, he was tied up, but still… God dammit… She quickly gave herself a mental shake. This is what you wanted, Kiwi. You wanted to make a difference. You wanted to be a part of something. Well, now you are. So, focus!
With a determined look on her face, she grabbed her computer and went to work. But it wasn't a easy job. She didn't recognize the hardware, since it wasn't from this planet. She was lucky her computer was even able to read it. And with the sounds of explosions coming from outside… She has never been good with working under big pressure. Her hands were shaking and her breathing came out in rapid breaths. But she didn't gave up. No, now was not the time to fall apart. You got this, girl.

Meanwhile, outside…
"AAOOWW, didn't we play this game before?", Vinnie asked at his bro's.
They were driving in front of the monsters, who were following them.
"Yeah, but this time we are on Limburgers home field", Throttle answered.
"You mean we don't care if we trash the place?", Modo asked.
"Exactly. So let's play dirty. Oil spill… now!"
They all pushed a button and oil sprayed out of the back of their bikes. The monsters were close by, but all of a sudden, they slipped and landed hard on the ground.
The mice turned their bikes.
"The bigger they are…", Vinnie smiled.
"The harder they fall!", Throttle finished, also smiling.
But the monsters climbed back on their feet.
"Uh oh, bro's. Guess who's back for a rematch!", Modo warned.
"And this time, it's personal…", Throttle sighed.
They tried to drive away, but they weren't fast enough.
Modo was grabbed by Corgi and Vinnie and Throttle by Strella.
"Hmmmm, mice for the midday meal, how chique!", Strella gloated, holding Modo with both hands.
Corgi licked his lips.
"HEY! You can't eat me! I'm too cool to die!", Vinnie yelled angry, struggling to get free. But the monsters were too strong. Even Modo couldn't get loose.
"Come on, Kiwi… Get that transporter working, pronto!", Throttle whispered.

Kiwi wiped away sweat of her forehead and her finger floated above the 'enter'. She took a deep breath, in the hope this was gonna work. She pushed the button. For a moment, nothing happened. But then, the transporter came to life. A flash of light, and suddenly the smell hit her. She squeezed her eyes. Ugh. Gosh, this was awful… She climbed on her feet, coughing. When she opened her eyes, she saw Limburger standing before her. Her eyes grew big and she froze. Oh shit. What was that stinkfish gonna do?
He stared at her, but suddenly, a smile appeared on his face and he fell on his knees. He grabbed her feet and kissed it.
"Oooohhh, thank you! Thank you, thank you, thank you…"
Kiwi stared down, a disgust look on her face. What the...
"Ugh, come on! Don't touch me!", she warned him, while stepping back.
Limburger looked at her.
"Simply expressing my gratitude for a timely rescue…", Limburger said, while climbing on his feet. "Now… that done… GRAB HER!"
Kiwi felt two big hands grabbing her arms. Shit. Greasepit. Apparently, Karbunkle had made him loose. This was not going well…
"No, let me go! Listen to me, I didn't brought you back without reason! Come on!", she yelled, struggling to get loose. But they ignored her.
Suddenly, the whole building rocked. Limburger almost fell on the floor.
"What is that?", he asked, fear clearly heard in his voice.
"THAT is the reason I've brought you back! The monsters are outta control and wanna take over this city. We gotta stop them!" Kiwi was still struggling. "Don't they have any weakness?"
"Only one… They got weak when they laugh… But it's almost impossible to make them laugh…"
Kiwi stopped struggling for a moment. But then, she got a idea. Laughing. She still had Vinnie's wallet.
"Let me go, I have the solution!", she said, wiggling. Greasepit let her go and she ran to the stairs. She needed to get on the roof, as soon as possible!

She hardly couldn't breathe anymore when she finally reached the roof. She ran to the edge and saw she was at about the same height as the monsters. But she hadn't seen their heads yet. She stopped death in her tracks. Oh… my… god… Those teeth… Her legs became weak and she fell on her knees. But then she saw the mice in their hands, and that Corgi was about to bite Vinnie's head off. NO!
She whistled to get their attention. That worked. She crawled closer to the edge and grabbed the wallet with shaking hands.
"L-l-look… V-V-Vinnie's baby… baby picture!", she managed to squeeze out. The monsters looked at the picture.
"Oh man! Bad enough I'm gonna be monster food, I've gotta be humiliated too?", she heard Vinnie yelling.
But she ignored him. She did it to save them. She could only hope it would work. But it did. The monsters started with a small giggle, but soon they were laughing out loud. And indeed, they shrunk. Kiwi slowly got up and looked over the edge. Soon, the monsters were about the same size as the mice. She saw them clenching their fists and with one punch, they knocked the monsters out cold. Pfew. It worked. She slid down and sat on the floor, her back leaning against the edge of the roof. She couldn't move anymore and decided to wait till the mice were coming to get her. They will know she was still here, right?
Suddenly, the building rocked. She froze. She saw the floor cracking. Oh shit. The building was gonna collapse. She jumped at her feet and wanted to try to run to the door, but the floor already fell apart. She scrambled back to the edge. She looked around her wildly, searching for a way to escape. But there wasn't one. And the floor crumbled further and further. She climbed on the edge and looked down. The height was making her dizzy. She looked back and saw that the floor was completely gone now. No, no, no…
"GUYS!", she screamed, her voice high of panic. But no reaction. Where were they? The building rocked again, so hard that she lost her balance. She tried to avoid it, but it was no use. She could feel how her feet lost contact with the building and that she tumbled forwards. Her hands tried to catch something, something to avoid she would fall. But she only grabbed air. Tears streamed down over her face and she screamed in fear. But there was nobody who could help her and she started the long fall down...

*CLIFFHANGER* Muawhaha! You just gotta love cliffhangers. Please review! :)