Thank you so much for the reviews!

Hahaha, straight to the point as alway, Youkai :') Thanks, love it. :D
I know it was a bad joke, but I had this mood... damn, it was awful. Hyper as hell, bwahaha! Couldn't stop myself.
And the kissing scene... It was too early. Patience, my dear, patience. :)

Aaaaaanyway, on to the next chapter. Time to find out about Cami.

Chapter seventeen

His ruby red eyes. His soft white fur.
Sigh.
She turned on her side.
His muscular body. His cute buck teeth.
Sigh.
She turned to her other side.
That cute, shy smile.
Sigh.
She turned on her back.
His unique voice.
Sigh.
She turned on her belly.
The way he protected her...

ARGH!

Kiwi's eyes flew open and she stepped out of bed. Sleeping was obviously out of the question right now. With her bathrobe firmly wrapped around her, she walked downstairs. When she entered the kitchen, her heart stopped.
"MODO!"
The gray furred giant almost fell off his chair because of her sudden scream.
"Jesus, you scared the crap out of me, big fella", Kiwi breathed, holding her chest.
Modo, recovered from the shock, smiled at her.
"Sorry, Kiwi ma'am. Didn't expect to see you here, at this hour."
Kiwi looked at the clock. 02.07 pm.
"Same goes for you", and she opened the fridge and grabbed the milk.
"You want some warm milk, big guy?", she asked, while taking a small pan out of one of the cupboards.
Modo looked at her curiously.
"Milk?"
Kiwi shook her head with a smile and put on the stove. She poured the milk in the pan and closed the lit.
"Yeah, ehm… I don't know how to explain this without making it sound weird… It has something to do with cows… Anyway, when I can't sleep, I drink warm milk with honey. It's sweet and comforting."
Modo thought about it for a second, but then shrugged.
"Okay. Let's give it a try."
After a few minutes, Kiwi put two steaming mugs on the table and shoved one of them to Modo. She wrapped her hands around hers and looked at Modo, who was sniffing at the drink suspiciously.
"It won't kill ya, I promise", Kiwi smiled.
Modo looked a little embarrassed and took a sip. His eyes widened in surprise.
"Wow, this is really good!"
Kiwi smiled at him.
"I know, right."

There was a silence. Kiwi glanced at Modo through her lashes, pretending that she was staring at her mug. He looked kinda sad, actually.
"Couldn't sleep?", she asked nonchalant.
Modo shook his head.
"No. Those damn nightmares… Being here somehow triggered a trip down on memory lane… and it sure ain't a happy one…"
"Do you wanna talk about it?"
Modo stared at his mug. Kiwi waited patiently, but after a few minutes of silence, she decided to help him a little.
"I eh… Throttle told me you've lost someone… next to your parents… a girl?"
Modo's hands tightened around his mug. Kiwi lay a hand on his wrist.
"Easy there, big guy. Before you crush my precious tableware", she said with a wink.
Modo chuckled.
"Sorry, Kiwi ma'am. Sometimes I just forget about my own strength…"
"It's okay. And if you don't want to talk about it, it's fine, Modo. Only when you're ready."
Modo nodded. Kiwi drank the last of her milk and stood up.
"I'm gonna go back to bed. Good night, Modo."
"Her name was C… Cami…", Modo suddenly blurted out.
Kiwi slowly sat down again and gave him a encouraging smile.
"Oh momma, this is the first time I say her name out loud since… since she died…"
Kiwi reached out and took his hand gently.
"It's a beautiful name, Modo. How was she like?"
Modo immediately started to smile, a little sad though, but still a smile.
"She was great. She was the sweetest girl I ever met in my life. And beautiful too. Her fur was gray, not as dark as mine, but almost silver. And she had this shiny black hair and her eyes… oh man, I will never forget her eyes… They were the deepest black... She was tiny, though. She looked fragile. But she wasn't. She was strong. A fighter."
"How did you guys meet?"
"She was the girl next door. We grew up together. When we were about sixteen, our friendship grew out into this beautiful relationship. We were eighteen when we got married."
Kiwi tried to hide her shock. He was married?! Oh shit…
Modo didn't saw her reaction, or maybe he just decided to ignore it.
"We were talking about our future, about how many children we wanted… we just knew we belonged together, ya know? Sometimes you just know it. But then the war started…"
His face clouded.
"They came by our house. They did that more often, back then. Before the mice population started to fight back. Before we found out that our own government sold us out. When they crashed into our home, we did everything to cooperate. To make sure that they would leave as soon as possible. But they didn't. They took their time. Cami had a little temper, sometimes. Like I said, she was a fighter. She was so angry that they just crashed into our home, that they were taking everything they wanted… She suddenly exploded. Started to yell at them. Threw things at their heads. I tried to calm her down, but she wouldn't listen…"
Modo's voice broke, Kiwi could see tears filled his eye that wasn't hidden behind a eye path.
"Oh Modo, I'm so sorry…", she breathed, tears in her own eyes. She could feel his pain. His sorrow. His misery…
Modo took a few deep breaths, apparently determined to finish the story now he had started it. But Kiwi already had a nagging feeling how this was gonna end.
"They grabbed us. I tried to protect her, but they were too strong. They killed her right in front of me… Right before my eyes. Slid her throat, like it was nothing… I can still see the look in her eyes. Fear. But also rebellious. Like she tried to tell me not to give up. That me and the rest of the mice population shouldn't be living in fear. That we needed to fight them. Anyway, after that, they just left me with her. Told me this was message. Don't stand up. Do as we say. Then you'll live. Right... They just walked out the door, like nothing had happened. Joking at each other about what they had done. Like it was nothing. Like they just didn't destroy my whole life..."
He was crying now. Poor guy. Kiwi stood up and walked over to him. She sat down next to him and pulled him in her arms. As far as that was possible, since the guy was huge. Her hands couldn't even touch each other behind his back. But she didn't care.
"I just don't know what to say… I'm so sorry, Modo. God…", and her voice broke.
Tears streamed over her face and for a moment, they both were crying in each others arms. But then, Modo slowly untangled himself. He looked at Kiwi and wiped away her tears.
"I didn't mean to make you cry, Kiwi ma'am. It makes me sad… Even more sad."
Kiwi gave him a sad smile and rubbed his cheek. Just like Throttle, Modo felt like a big brother to her.
"That look in her eyes haunts me every night. I just wished I could've saved her... "
"There was nothing you could do, Modo. I know you would've if it was possible…"
"Deep down, I know… But still... "
Kiwi took a few deep breaths to calm down again.
"What happened after?"
"Throttle found me in my home. I was sitting there for three days, with Cami's body in my arms. Me and Throttle were already friends back then. We knew each other from school. He was worried about me, so he came to check if I was okay… Well, obviously I wasn't. He told me about a mouse he had heard of. His name was Stoker. He was planning to fight against the Plutarkians, since the army didn't. I immediately took a decision. I was gonna fight. Cami would've wanted that. I just knew. I needed to make sure she didn't die in vain. So, we buried Cami in the garden, I walked out of my house and never looked back. Throttle and I went to meet this Stoker guy and helped him to set up the resistance, later called the Freedom Fighters. We met Vinnie who joined the group not long after us. And the rest is history."
Kiwi was loss at words. She had lost her parents. She knew how it felt to see someone you deeply loved die right in front of your eyes. It was devastating. Something you never was gonna be able to forget. She looked at Modo and he looked back with understanding.
"I know you know how it feels, Kiwi ma'am. Maybe that's the reason I tell you all this. I've never talked about it before. I just couldn't. But I've gotta admit, it somehow feels good to talk about her. To tell someone what a wonderful woman she was."
"I'm glad you told me. It's a shame I never got the chance to meet her. She sounds amazing."
"She was…"
A silence.
"So, you couldn't sleep either… also haunted by nightmares?", Modo asked.
Kiwi breathed in sharply and she could feel her cheeks turn red. Nightmares, not really… A certain, white furred mouse… Yeah… But she wasn't ready to tell Modo. Not yet.
"Eh, yeah. Sorta…", she stuttered and quickly stood up.
"I'm gonna go back to bed. Thanks for telling me this, Modo. I really appreciate it. I just wish I could open up like you did, but I just can't. I'm sorry, it's not you, it's me. This sounds like a total cliche, I know, but it's true. I…", but Modo interrupted her.
"It's okay, Kiwi ma'am. It really is. Take your time. It took me almost ten years. Go to sleep."
Kiwi suddenly felt the urge to cry again, but she swallowed and managed to squeeze out a good night before she almost ran upstairs. She jumped in bed and opened the drawer from her nightstand. Failure again. But everything was just overwhelming her. Modo's story, the loss of her parents, her feelings for Vinnie where she still had no idea what to do with… She swallowed two pills and crawled under her blanket, tears in her eyes. But slowly, she could feel the calming effect of the pills. And finally, she could sleep.

"Will you assure me, my dear Karbunkle, are you entirely certain that this scheme will succeed?", Limburger asked. Karbunkle, who was standing next to a big wagon full with explosives, nodded.
"Absolutely, my mozzarella magnificence. We simply send this car full with explosives into the very heart of that mountain", and he pointed in the distance.
The cart was standing on a rail and the long track ended in the mountain.
"Then, when it explodes… BOOM!", Karbunkle suddenly yelled.
Limburger almost fell down of the cliff he was standing on, so shocked at the sudden noise.
Karbunkle was laughing maniacally and grabbed a remote. He pushed a button and another machine went on.
"All the fragments get sucked up by this giant vacuum and send through the transport device. Right into space, and ready to be delivered to Plutark!"
Limburger grabbed his mask that was sucked off his head because of the power of the big vacuum. Karbunkle quickly turned it off. Limburger put his mask back on.
"Excellent. Then, when I give the word… Muawahaha… It's showtime!"
"Speaking of showtime!" a low voice rumbled, and three light beams suddenly shined on Limburger.
"We got the big cheese in the spotlight", a husky voice followed.
"Yeaahhh, and now showtime… is gonna be party time!", a high voice cheered happily.
"Oh, it's party time, alright, you wretched rodents. My party…", Limburger yelled angrily and put on the timer on the cart. 60 seconds… 59... 58…
"I've planned a big blow out for this evening", and Limburger grabbed a gun and fired at the brakes of the car. The car slowly came into movement.
"And you, meddling mice, just became the uninvited guests of honor…"
The mice sighed and looked at the car that was starting his ride on the long track.
"That slimy sewer stink thinks he's gonna blow this whole mountain", Vinnie growled, pushing his bike back with his feet.
"With us along for the ride", Modo agreed, also pushing his bike back.
"Never gonna happen, bro's", Throttle said and looked at his bro's when they were standing close to the wall behind them. "Bail and whale, manoeuvre number twelve. Let's ROCK…"
They revved their engines, closed their visors and high fived.
"... and RIDE!"

They popped a wheelie, sped forward and jumped off the plateau they were standing on. When they landed, they raced towards the cart that was still on the track. But suddenly, laserfire hit the floor in front of their bikes. Throttle looked up and saw goons coming their way.
"Big fella, derail that dynamite. Vinnie and I will stop these stinkfaces", and he pointed at the goons.
"AAAOOOWWW, let's whip tail!", Vinnie howled and drove straight into chaos.
Throttle followed him and Modo turned his bike and drove towards the cart. When he was close, he jumped on the rail and followed it.
"You deserve a break today!", he yelled and fired with his armcannon at the wheels. The last two wheels exploded, but it didn't stop the car. Yet. Modo was about to shoot again, when a laserfire hit his bike and he lost control. He flew off and landed right in the wagon.
Throttle saw it happen. "MODO!"
Modo's head popped up out of the pile of explosives and he looked around him.
"Uh oh…"

Meanwhile, Vinnie took care of a couple of goons, but then he saw Modo standing in the wagon, the big explosion with the timer on it under his arm. He was standing with both feet on the edge of the wagon, but he had a hard time to keep his balance.
Vinnie catched up, shaking his head in annoyance.
"Oh man, no fair! I do all the cool daredevil stuff around here!", he yelled.
Modo, still having a hard time to keep his balance, rolled his eyes.
"Oh yeah? Well, then how about you take my place and I'll be you?!", he yelled, also agitated. He suddenly lost his balance and fell back into the car. "WOW!"
Vinnie laughed and looked into his mouse shaped mirror. "You wish", winking at himself. "After all, there's only one Vinnie the genius", and he hit the brakes. The goons that were driving behind him, weren't prepared for that and they flew past him. At that point, Vinnie stretched his arms and the goons slammed against them. They flew out of their buggie and landed dazed on the ground.

Modo was still having a hard time getting out of the driving cart, when a goon tried to fire on him. But suddenly, two feet at each side kicked against his head and stopped him.
"Let's ride", Throttle sighed and he and Vinnie drove towards Modo.
"Any time, bro's…", Modo said, still not able to escape. "I don't think defusing bombs is my cup of rootbeer…"
Vinnie and Throttle were still followed by one goon and Greasepit on his trike and Vinnie looked in his mirror. "What do you say…. Grease crusher number seven?"
Throttle laughed. "Go for it!"
Vinnie pushed a button on his bike and two rockets came out of the back of his bike. They exploded and Greasepit flew into the air with his trike, the goon just crashed into the crater. Throttle and Vinnie both shot a rope out of the back of their bikes. Throttle catched Greasepit and Vinnie the trike. They revved their bikes and sped forward. Suddenly, Throttle turned his bike and watched how Greasepit was flying towards them. The cart drove past him.
"Modo! Bail!"
"Ah shit, I was just starting to get good at this job."
Vinnie also turned his bike and stopped next to his tan furred bro, seeing the trike coming straight at them.
The car drove into a looping and Modo finally could jump out of it.
At the same time, Vinnie grabbed Throttle and pushed him down. Greasepit and the trike flew over their head, still attached at the ropes. Vinnie's bike cut the rope loose and the trike crashed against the cart. It flew out of the looping and landed straight into the transport device, along with the trike. Greasepit got pulled back, since he was still attached at the rope. He landed on the floor and oil splashed against Vinnie and Throttle. Modo landed right on top of him.
Vinnie and Throttle were leaning against their bikes and Modo joined them, oil over his whole body.
"Yuck. Oh man, I hate grease crusher number seven", he sighed.
His bro's laughed. Suddenly, the car with explosives, now high in space, exploded.
"Oehhh, nothing like a righteous firework display, 'ey bro's?", Vinnie cheered, looking at his bro's.
"Yeah, especially when it means sparks are gonna fly at big cheese central", Modo agreed and they slammed their fists together.
"Let's go home, guys."

The next day, the mice were taking a drive through the city. Kiwi was sitting behind Vinnie. When they drove past LP, they saw a huge sign hanging.
"Wahahaa, did you check out that 'for sale' sign on Limburger Tower?", Vinnie laughed, pointing at the building.
"Yeah, makes that building look a whole lot better, doesn't it?", Throttle chuckled.
"You don't think old fish face is having money trouble lately, now do you?", Modo asked, also with a smile on his face.
"Oh, I don't know, bro's. But I do know this; if the big cheese is having trouble, there's only one thing to do."
Kiwi looked at him suspiciously.
"Yeah, and that would be..?", she asked, wrapping her arms closer around Vinnie. You never know what was next with these macho mice.
"Party, party, PARTY!", they cheered, raising their fists.
Kiwi smiled. Ah. That wasn't that bad. As long Vinnie kept both his tires on the ground, she would live.
"Alright, party it is then. And what do you guys have in mind?", she asked.
"Rootbeer. Dogs. Music...", Modo summed up.
"... a pretty lady…", Vinnie added, looking behind him with a smile and he winked at Kiwi.
Her head immediately exploded.
"O-o-okay, so, let's go back home and make it happen, guys", Kiwi quickly said, still blushing.
They all agreed. Vinnie wrapped his tail a little closer around her and squeezed softly. She squeezed back with her arms, laying her head against his back. She loved their secret, little signs that nobody else noticed. She lay her hand flat against his stomach, feeling his strong abs through his fur. Vinnie took a deep breath and lay his hand for a moment on hers, before he quickly grabbed his handlebar again. Kiwi could see his face in his mirror and she saw him smiling, a misschievous spark in his eyes. His lips were curled into that arrogant, crooked smile and she suddenly felt a burning desire. Oh shit. She quickly pulled back her hand and created a little distance between them, as far as that was possible on a bike. How long was she gonna take this? How long was it gonna take before she couldn't hold herself back anymore and she would jump on him? Her heart was racing and she was almost glad when she saw they were back home. She jumped off his bike before Vinnie even stopped completely and she ran towards the kitchen.
"I'm gonna look if we have enough food!", she yelled before she disappeared into the house.
Vinnie shook his head and he couldn't stop smiling. Throttle and Modo looked at him, eyebrows lifted.
"Care to share what's so funny, little bro?", Modo asked. Vinnie immediately stopped smiling and jumped off his bike.
"Nothing, bro's. Come on." And he walked towards the kitchen.
Modo shook his head.
"I wonder when he's gonna see what we all see here… Is he really that blind?", he sighed.
"Oh, he knows. Believe me…", Throttle said, rubbing his chin.
He just hoped Vinnie wasn't gonna hurt Kiwi in this whole process. Of course, he knew his bro cared. He knew he was falling head over heels for Kiwi. But, unfortunately, the tan furred mouse also knew Vinnie's reputation on Mars. There was a period that his younger bro made use of his charms on regular bases, leaving the girl behind with a broken heart. Throttle was almost certain that it was different this time. But still… Yeah. The leader took a decision. It was time to talk to Vinnie about this whole situation. Not now, but later. He sighed. That wasn't gonna be easy. But he was their leader after all. And even if he wasn't in love with Kiwi, he deeply cared about her. She was like a sister to him. He loved her, in a family way. So no way he was gonna watch someone hurting her. She belonged to the family now. And he always did everything he could to protect his family. Even if that meant he needed to talk to the most stubborn mouse in the universe. A stubborn mouse, who never talked about his feelings.
"I will talk to him sometime, big fella", he said to his gray furred bro, who also looked a little worried.
Modo snorted.
"Yeah well, good luck with that", and he walked away, shaking his head.
"I know", Throttle sighed and followed him. Oh man… the perks of being a leader…

Vinnie pushed a button on his bike and fired his laser at the hotdog Kiwi was holding in the air on a skewer. After a few seconds, the thing was completely cooked and she put it in a bun.
"Next", she giggled and Vinnie fired again.
They were sitting in the garage (the mice on their bikes), since it was still too cold to sit outside. Kiwi had grabbed the bbq, but the mice didn't had the patience for that. So, Vinnie suggested to try this and it worked surprisingly good. Loud music was heard out of Modo's speakers.
"Yeah, kicking back", Modo chuckled.
"Tasteful rootbeer", Vinnie added, waving with his can.
"Listening to some righteous tunes…", Throttle smiled while catching a hotdog.
"Hmmmm… Those hotdogs smell great!", Modo breathed, but when he took a bite, he suddenly smelled something else. He quickly swallowed. "Oh ugh!"
Kiwi turned around to see why he was suddenly complaining about her cooking, but Throttle waved with his hand in front of his face.
"Yeah, smells like trouble…"
Vinnie, who was lying on his bike with his hands folded under him, sniffed. He just wished he hadn't.
"Ugh! Smells more like Limburger to me", he moaned, pinching his nose.
"We better scoop this out", Throttle said, snatching his helmet with his tail.
"Right with ya, Throttle", Vinnie agreed, also pulling on his helmet.
"Yeah, like they say in the movies; all for one!", and Modo closed his visor.
They revved their bikes and before Kiwi even could respond, they drove out of the garage. She looked at the hotdogs and then back outside. Then she shrugged. Ah well. More for her.

The mice followed the smell and when they were outside town, they saw the source. It was Greasepit on his trike (how many did he own anyway?), with a caravan behind him. Vinnie fired his laser and the caravan rocked, but held.
Suddenly, Limburger just broke through the roof, a gun in his hand and a very angry look on his face. He opened fire at the mice.
"Wow!", Modo yelled, avoiding the shots.
"Uh oh. Looks like the big cheese needs a refreshing course in road courtesy…", Throttle said.
Vinnie suddenly sped forward and pushed a button on his bike.
"Yeah! And I got lesson one right here!" and his cannon popped out.
Throttle also gained speed and caught up with his bro to stop him.
"Vincent, not…" BAM. A rocket flew through the air. "...here…There's a tree in the way…", Throttle sighed when he saw the tree exploding and falling on the road.
"Whoops", Vinnie chuckled a little embarrassed.
They jumped over the tree and stopped. Throttle looked over his shoulder.
"You know, we can't just leave it there…"
"Could cause an accident", Modo agreed.
Vinnie, on the other hand, did not.
"GUYS! It's gonna take hours to cut it up and haul it away…", he moaned.
"We got no choice, bro. Responsible citizenship. It means you've gotta cut it up…"
Vinnie stared at him at first, but then a mischievous smile appeared on his face. While Throttle still was telling them how they were gonna handle this, Vinnie pushed a button and a rocket came out of the back of his bike. The whole tree exploded into a million pieces.
"...OR we could just let old Paul Bunyan over there handle it…", Throttle sighed, holding his arms above his head to protect himself for the pieces tree that was raining down on them.
Vinnie smirked.
"Well hey! It worked, didn't it?"
"Uh, wow, bro's! Check it out!", Modo suddenly yelled to get their attention. He pointed at Limburger, who was standing on a plateau of rocks, waving at them.
"Greetings, you bucktooth buffoons! There's someone I'd like you to meet…"
"Oh man… I hate it when he says that…", Throttle sighed.
A alien looking person with a pink skin, big glasses, skinny build and the most bizarre; four arms, showed up next to him. The two arms that were growing out of her side, since it was obvious she was female, were holding a drill.
"Stone Cutter, I'd like to present; the Biker Mice From Mars. They're very into… heavy rock…Why don't you help them getting deeply into it?", and he laughed evilly. Vinnie rolled his eyes. Honestly...
"As in… permanently…", Limburger finished, still smiling.
"What a smashing idea!", SC said, and she smashed her drill into the ground. A huge part of the plateau collapsed, causing a avalanche of stones coming right at the mice.
"Uh oh…", Modo squeaked.
"Hate to say it, bro's…", Vinnie breathed.
"But this is as serious rumble…"
"Farewell, Biker Mice! While you enjoy the scenery from underneath, I will be meeting with Mount Rushmore…" and Limburger jumped into his caravan and drove away, along with SC.

The mice were staring at avalanche that was coming closer and closer.
"Uhm.. Do we got a manoeuvre for this one, bro's?", Modo asked.
"Oh yeah! Sure! It's called… RUN!", Vinnie yelled and they turned around.
They hit the accelerator and fled into the bushes. But because of the trees, it was impossible to drive at full speed.
"It's gaining on us!", Modo yelled, looking behind him. When he looked back forward, he quickly ducked for a branch. "WOW!"
"Too many players on the field!" Vinnie was avoiding trees, branches and everything that came on his path, but he lost a lot of speed because of that.
"Sky book, bro's! It's our only chance!", Throttle yelled and they jumped off their bikes.
Throttle and Modo grabbed a branch with their hands, but Vinnie missed. He almost fell down again, but quickly wrapped his tail around the branch, making him hanging upside down. Right on time. The stones thundered past under them. After a while, it stopped and there was a deadly silence.
"Man, that was close", Throttle finally said to break it.
"Yeah! Made my fur turn gray!", Modo breathed.
"It was already gray!", Vinnie gasped, still a little out of breath because of the whole thing.
"Well, grayer than!"
Suddenly, they heard the sound of an engine and saw Kiwi's car stopping closeby. She stepped out of the car and burst out into laughter.
"Guys, guys, guys! It's not tail wrapping time, it's tail whipping time!", she giggled, looking at Vinnie.
"Hey! Hahaha! We're just hanging out!", he joked, winking at her.
Kiwi rolled her eyes, but still with a smile on her face.
"Funny… Where's Limburger?"
"Hmm? Oh eh, he's going after some place called eh… Mount Rushmore?", Throttle answered nonchalant.
"Mount Rushmore? Well, then you can't stay here and play Tarzan all day! You gotta get moving!"
"The lady's right, bro's" and Throttle jumped down. "Let's go!"
"What's Mount Rushmore?", Modo asked, also jumping down.
Vinnie unwrapped his tail, made a somersault and landed smoothly on the ground.
"Now the bigger question is; who's Tarzan?", he asked, rubbing his chin.
Kiwi giggled, but then turned serious again.
"Mount Rushmore is a national monument. Statues of Washington, Jefferson, Lincoln and Roosevelt carved into a mountain."
"Statues of who?", Vinnie asked, still at loss.
"The American Presidents. Important leaders of the free world", Kiwi answered patiently.
"Oh yeah, you know, the guys on the dollar bill!", Modo suddenly said, looking at Vinnie.
Finally, the white furred mouse catched on.
"Oh! You mean those green dudes?"
Kiwi laughed.
"Yeah, Vinnie. That's exactly who I mean."
"How did you know we were here?", Throttle asked.
"Well, your bikes send me a pitstop signal. Thought it was you guys?", Kiwi asked, a little surprised.
"Ehm no…"
They all looked at the bikes, who were lying between the rocks.
"Ah man… We do got a serious pit stop to deal with…", Throttle sighed.
"Well, by the looks of things, your bikes already knew what was gonna happen. I brought some tools with me, so you can patch them up for now."
"Ah, sweetheart, what should we do without you?", Vinnie smiled and wrapped a arm around her.
She looked up to him, her eyes twinkling.
"You would be nothing without me…"
"I know…", Vinnie whispered.
Throttle and Modo looked at each other and the gray furred giant cleared his throat.
"Are we still talking about the bikes, or…", he chuckled.
Vinnie quickly let Kiwi go. Kiwi's head, again as red as a tomato, opened her car.
"Of course! What else?" and she grabbed the tools.
"Come on, guys, get to work. You need to do what you do best. Stop Limburger."
Vinnie smiled. Was this girl on fire, or what?

"I think you better leave your car here and ride with us. You need to show us the way to Mount Rushmore", Modo said. Kiwi nodded and climbed on Vinnie's bike. They all put their helmets on. It was already night, since the pit stop had cost a lot of time.
"Let's get to it. Limburger got a huge head start", Kiwi said, wrapping her arms around Vinnie's waist.
"Well yeah, but you've never seen one of these bikes going flat out before, right?", Vinnie asked, revving his engine and looking over his shoulder.
Kiwi saw the teasing smile, the mischievous glance in his eyes…
"Uh… Do I want to?", she asked, but before she even finished her sentence, Vinnie pushed a button and his bike sped forward like it was fired by a katapult. Kiwi opened her mouth and screamed. It felt as if she was sitting in a roller coaster and she was convinced she left her stomach by her car.
Vinnie laughed out loud, only speeding up more and more. Kiwi stopped screaming for a moment, to catch her breath, but jesus, he was still speeding up. These bikes just weren't normal. She suddenly saw a huge cliff and that they were driving straight to it.
Oh.
My.
God.
Vinnie pulled back his handlebars and suddenly, they flew through the air.
"AAAOOWW, nothing better than a fast bike to get a girls attention!", he cheered.
Kiwi just held him tightly, so tightly, she was surprised he was even able to breath. Jesus. Holy shit. She was gonna die.

She didn't die, though. After driving for a while, they came around a corner and the sun just came up again.
"Sunrise guys. Let's just hope we're on time…", and Kiwi looked over Vinnie's shoulder. Again, a scream escaped her mouth.
Vinnie squeezed his eyes, since she was yelling next to his head.
"AU!, and he hit the brakes, shaking his head. His bro's stopped too. They looked at were Kiwi was staring at. Four human heads, carved out into rocks. Next to it…
"Holy cow…", Modo snickered.
"Holy fish is more like it, sweetheart", Vinnie said, while opening his visor.
"It's horrible!", Kiwi yelled out. "Who is it?"
"Can't be a president. He ain't green", Vinnie chuckled.
"That, Kiwi, is his high hideous himself. The Plutarkian High Chermain...", Throttle answered. (A/N: not sure if I spelled this right, please correct me if I'm wrong.)
They all looked at the mountain. A huge fish head was carved out, next to the original residents of the mountain.
Kiwi stepped off Vinnie's bike.
"Go get him. Now!", she yelled angry. Vinnie looked at her curiously.
"What's gotten under your skin all of a sudden, doll?"
"Limburger is messing with my country. THIS is a monument. How DARE he to ruin it like this?", she snorted between clenched teeth.
"Okaaay… Well, anything you say, sweetheart", and Vinnie revved his bike. "Come on, bro's. Let's stop this freakshow."
And they drove towards Limburger. Vinnie fired his laser next to Limburger's feet to get his attention. They stopped closeby him.
"Your order just got canceled, cheesebreath", Throttle said.
"Yeah, we're strictly take out now", Vinnie added.
"And you're the one we're taking out", Modo finished, his eye glowing red.
Limburger, with SC, Karbunkle and Greasepit next to him, looked at them.
"How typical. Bury them!"
"Yeah, yeah. I knows the routines", Greasepit said, driving past his boss on his trike.
"Vincent, you stop that greasedump. Modo and I will take care of the pretty lady", Throttle ordered, meaning Stone Cutter.
Vinnie saluted and revved his bike. Normally, he would've disagreed with this order. He was the pretty one in the group after all. But this was one woman he gladly handed over to his bro's. He saw Greasepit coming straight at him. The white furred mouse popped a wheelie and drove away.
"Come here, kitty kitty kitty!", he purred, looking in his mirror if Greasepit took the bait. Of course he did. That guy was stupid, alright. Vinnie gained speed, jumped in the air and turned his bike. He hit the accelerator and Greasepit suddenly realised what the white furred mouse had in mind. He opened his mouth and a scream came out, because maybe he was stupid, he sure knew what was next. And he knew there was nothing he could do to avoid it. Vinnie hit the brakes and turned his bike. Greasepit slammed against his rear tire and flew away, loud screaming.
"Oh yeah!", Vinnie cheered, waving at him.

Meanwhile, Throttle and Modo were having their hands full with SC. She was standing in the middle and the two bro's were circling around her. She slammed her drill in the ground right before Modo's front tire, but he popped a wheelie to avoid the crash. She tried the same with Throttle, but he also dodged the attack.
"Man, this gal got one pounding beat", Throttle sighed, looking at his bro.
"Well then, I'm gonna ask her to dance!", Modo said and drove towards the weird looking female. When he was halfway, he jumped off his bike and wanted to grab her, but she ducked. Modo flew over her and landed hard on the ground.
"You foolish man!"
Modo ended up on his back and scratched behind his head.
"Well, I didn't mean to fall for her that fast", he said, looking at her coming closer to him. She raised her drill.
"Oh momma… Guess this wasn't such a good idea after all… She's gonna leave me flat!" and the gray furred mouse tried to crawl backwards.
Throttle saw what happened and drove towards Modo.
"Nobody smashes my bro!" and he looked behind him when he heard Vinnie's engine.
"Vinnie! Cover me!"
"No problemo!" and Vinnie fired his laser and shot the drill out of SC's hands, while Throttle flew past her and grabbed Modo.
The drill landed on Mount Rushmore and started to drill.
"Oh dear… this looks bad…", SC sighed. Then, she screamed and tried to run away, but falling rocks buried her. The mountain cracked, but thankfully, only the head of the High Chermain came down and fell into the transporter that was standing at the bottom. Well, for the first time in months, Limburger had a small victory. The big fish and Karbunkle tried to run away, but a big rock landed on them, smashing them into the ground.

Vinnie picked up Kiwi and they looked one more time at Mount Rushmore.
"Well, saved the day again", Throttle smiled.
"And had a good time doing it", Modo agreed.
"Yeah, who says national monuments are boring?", Vinnie laughed happily.
"And just in time for breakfast", Throttle nodded. "Hey, what about we go grab some dogs?"
Kiwi stuck out her tongue.
"Hotdogs in the morning… Ugh…"
The mice laughed and popped a wheelie.
"Ride free, citizens!"

Poor Modo.
More details about the past of the mice and Kiwi will come further in the story.
We're approaching Back To Mars, a perfect oppertunity for flash back city.

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