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Chapter thirty three
"My girl, my responsibility."
"W-what?"
The anger on his face, the fury in his ruby red eyes, took her off guard. He was mad. No, he was furious. She could tell. She felt it. Her gun clattered on the floor. She stared at Vinnie, and it suddenly felt as if she woke up. She realized what was going on here. Jesus… Did she really just walk into someone's house to kill him? What the… She stared at the dead body of Blaze. But she didn't feel peace. She didn't feel satisfied. The pain was still there. Her parents were still gone. God… What had she done? Her legs suddenly couldn't hold her weight anymore and she fell down on her knees. Vinnie was right. It didn't make any difference.
Ruby suddenly ran inside, pushing Modo and Throttle outta her way. The mice had ordered her to wait outside, to keep her safe. But when she'd heard the gunshot, she just couldn't just wait and to nothing. She froze when she saw Blaze. Then, she saw Kiwi sitting on her knees, tears streaming over her face. Her gun was lying next to her.
"No, Kiwi… Oh my god, what have you done?"
Kiwi didn't react.
Throttle gave himself a mental shake. They needed to get the hell outta here. The police was probably already on its way. He came into movement and kneeled down next to Kiwi.
"Kiwi, listen to me. Is there any way the police can trace this back to you?"
Kiwi thought about it, but then shook her head.
"Good. We need to go. Now."
But Kiwi didn't move. Vinnie sighed irritated and pushed Throttle aside. He wrapped his strong arms around Kiwi and lifted her. He walked outside and Throttle followed them. Ruby was still staring at Blaze, shock written on her face. Modo gently took her hand.
"You okay?"
"I eh… He was my boss. My friend. I don't know what's harder to process, the fact he killed two innocent people or the fact Kiwi killed him."
"It wasn't Kiwi."
Ruby's head jerked up and she looked at Modo.
"What are you talking about?"
"Well, maybe it was Kiwi who's responsible for this, but it was Vinnie who pulled the trigger…"
"WHAT?"
"Yeah, I know. Come on, we need to go."
Ruby nodded and after one more look at Blaze, she took a deep breath and left the house, followed by Modo.
When they came home, they could hear sirens in the distance. Just like Throttle had though, a gunshot in this kinda neighbourhood wasn't something that happened every day. Someone must have called the police. He looked at Vinnie, who dropped Kiwi on the couch. The poor girl was still in shock. Throttle was too. He saw his younger bro wanted to leave the room. Of course he wanted. He knew what was next. But this time, he wasn't gonna get away with it so easily. Throttle grabbed him by the arm and pushed him on the couch next to Kiwi.
"You're not going anywhere, Vincent. We're gonna talk, and that's final."
The tone in Throttle's voice said it all. There was no other choice than to obey.
Modo, Throttle and Ruby also sat down, all looking at Vinnie. Throttle with a serious look on his face, Modo with some kind of desperate look and Ruby with interest.
"What?", Vinnie asked, trying to sound nonchalant. But his tail was showing how nervous he really was.
Throttle closed his eyes for a moment, to make sure he wasn't gonna lose his cool. Honestly, only Vinnie could ask 'what?' after shooting someone in the head.
Vinnie flinched and then sighed.
"I couldn't let her pull that trigger, bro…"
"So you decided to do it."
"Obviously. Listen, she was gonna do it. I saw it in her eyes. There was no way we could've save the guy. But I… I just didn't want it to be her who did it…"
Kiwi looked up, her eyes swollen and red.
"You're talking as if I'm not here, I…", but Vinnie shook his head in anger.
"Stop talking. I told you. I warned you for this. But you didn't listen and decided to go, behind my back, on some kinda killer mission. Jesus, sweetheart, what were you thinking?"
Kiwi shrunk. He was right. She betrayed them all. And for what?
"Then why did you pull that trigger?", she whispered.
"Because no matter how mad I am at you right now, I still love you, doll. And I didn't want you to carry another burden next to ones that already exist. So, I decided to carry it for you…"
Kiwi breathed in sharply. God, she felt so awful. She betrayed him. And he still did everything to protect her. To keep her safe. The guilt was almost too much right now. And the shame. And she had no idea what to say right now. Nobody did.
Ruby slowly rose on her feet and pulled Kiwi off the couch.
"Come on, you need sleep and the guys obviously need to talk. Let's go." And she dragged Kiwi with her upstairs.
Throttle was looking at Vinnie, searching for words. Vinnie gritted his teeth.
"If you want me to say sorry, I'm not. I'd do it again if I have to."
"I'm not mad at you, Vincent. I can understand where you're coming from. This isn't your fault. If someone's to blame, it would be Kiwi. Or me…"
Modo looked at his tan furred bro, disbelief written on his face.
"What? Throttle, this ain't your fault, bro, come on…"
"Well, I was the one who forbid her to go after him. I should've known that would only stimulate her to do so…", and he gave Vinnie a meaningful look. Since Kiwi had so many resembles with his white furred bro, he should've known it would only have the opposite effect.
"That just ain't right, bro ", Modo said, shaking his head. "Kiwi made her choice."
"And so did I. The big fella is right. This has nothing to do with you, so stop blaming yourself", Vinnie added. It would kill him if Throttle was gonna feel guilty about this. That would be something. Jesus, what a mess…
Throttle sighed.
"Are you gonna be able to handle all this, Vincent?"
"Hey! No sweat, sweetheart. It ain't the first time I…", but Vinnie quickly shut his mouth. Shit. He so didn't want to say that out loud.
"The first time you kill someone cold blooded?", Throttle filled in.
Vinnie rolled his eyes. It was sometimes so annoying how well his tan furred bro knew him.
"Right. So, no biggie. I'll be fine."
"You never told us", Modo stated out.
"No, didn't seem that important…", Vinnie mumbled, staring at the ceiling.
"Who was it?", Throttle asked bluntly.
Vinnie shrugged. He was so not comfortable with this. But he knew he needed to give his bro's some answers.
"The bastard that killed my parents by blowing up my house…"
Throttle breathed in sharply. It all made sense now. Why Vinnie knew so well to tell Kiwi it wasn't gonna make any difference. Why he was so against her going after Blaze. He had the same experience. It obviously left its scars, even if the white furred mouse was acting like he didn't care.
"When did that happen?", Modo wondered.
"Before I met you guys. Right before Stoker found me."
"But that means… you were only 16…"
"Yeah? So?"
Modo stared at him. Yeah. So what? Vinnie was right. War turned you into a killer within one second, no matter how old you were. But that didn't mean it was normal. Because it wasn't.
"Nobody deserves to make that kind of decision and carry the consequences when he's 16, Vin. You can pretend you don't care, but we know you'll do…", Modo eventually said.
Vinnie sighed annoyed.
"Gosh, bro's, come on. It happened 10 years ago. What do you want me to say?"
Throttle studied his bro. He was close to his breaking point. But maybe that was a good thing. You know, maybe he needed to break, just for once. To let it all out. So, he decided to push him a little further.
"It obviously did something to you. You warned Kiwi for it. It would tear you up. Your own words, Vincent."
Vinnie's tail started to twitch. His fur bristled. His eyes narrowed. His breathing became heavier. All the classic signs he was almost losing control. Modo saw it too and looked at Throttle, and the tan furred mouse gave him a little nodd. Modo looked at his younger bro again. He hated it to see him like this. But he needed to understand they were there for him, not matter what. That he could talk to them. To make the burden less heavy. That he didn't had to carry all this shit on his own. That they could help him carry it.
"It's okay to admit it broke you, Vincent."
That's it. Enough is just enough. And Vinnie snapped. The white furred mouse jumped at his feet, his eyes fuming.
"You guys just don't know when to stop, now do you? What do you want me to say? The truth? That it indeed broke me? Well, it didn't! Sure, it fucked me up, big time. But the look in his eyes, right before I pulled that trigger, didn't break me. To see his head explode and getting his blood all over me, didn't break me. Knowing it wasn't even a Plutarkian, but a fucking Martian Mouse who killed his own people, my parents, only to save his sorry ass, didn't break me. Losing my parents, didn't break me. Losing my home, didn't break me. Losing some of my best friends, didn't break me. What almost broke me, was losing Harley. But the big winner here is Jester. He's the one who can pronounce proudly he broke the great Vinnie van Wham. Who managed to break my already cracked soul. Is that what you wanted to hear? You have any idea how it feels to completely get lost? To lose yourself? To think back at who you were before the war and you even can't remember? Well, I do. And it sucks, big time…"
Vinnie's voice broke and he dropped back on the couch, taking a few deep breaths. He squeezed his eyes and only one tear made it out before he got himself back under control. He roughly wiped off his face and looked at his bro's.
"You guys always want me to talk about how I feel. About the things I did. About the things that happened to me. But you need to understand one thing; I just can't… Because if I do, if I'll let my emotions in, they take over and… and they consume me… the darkness consumes me. You can't… You just can't ask me to do that. It's too much, okay?" He whispered the last words, almost ashamed to say these words out loud. It made him sound weak. But it was the truth. The darkness followed him everywhere, but by living his life the fullest, by living on the edge, he kept it away. Blowing up things, endangering his life, laughing at danger... It was his way of coping. And it was time his bro's were gonna respect that.
Throttle rubbed his chin, looking at his younger bro. Maybe he was right. Maybe they needed to accept that everyone has his own way how to deal with certain things. Vinnie had kept too much inside for too long. He could understand it was gonna flood him, completely wash him away if he let it all out now. He looked at Modo and he saw the gray furred giant was thinking the same. The tan furred mouse took a deep breath.
"You're right, Vin… I just wanna say; I know how it feels to lose yourself. I guess Modo does too…", and he looked at the big fella, who nodded back. Throttle continued. "I also did things I'm not proud of. I lost my way more times than you'll guys know. Losing my parents was almost too much. This whole war… it's sometimes hard to believe how much damage it causes, and I'm not talking about Mars right now. But, well.. I just want you to know, that we know, you know?"
Throttle smiled sheepishly when he realized what he was saying.
Vinnie's lips curled into a small smile too, only at one side.
"I know. That you know. You know."
They looked at each other and started laughing. For a moment, it felt as if they were just three friends who were having a good time. Without all the pain. All the misery. But soon, the laughing slowly died.
"Throttle is right, Vin. I now understand why you don't talk about it, but ya know… You don't have to carry everything on your own all the time. We're not here to judge you. Only to help you. We're friends. Bro's. Family. Always."
Vinnie bit on his lower lip, a mischievous glance in his eyes.
"Wow, that's deep, bro. And cheesy… But yeah, I'll get the point. One for all…"
"All for one", his bro's finished in unison.
Right at that point, Ruby came into the room.
"Wauw, guys, honestly... ", she said, shaking her head. "Quoting movies now?"
"Hey! It's not just a quote, sweetheart. It's just the way things are", Vinnie protested and Throttle and Modo shared a quick smile. Good talk. It cleared the air between them. Everything made sense now.
And now, they needed to think about what to do with Kiwi.
"Kiwi's asleep, but to be honest, guys, I don't know what to do…", Ruby sighed, as if she could read the mice their minds. She dropped on the couch, a tired look on her face.
"Let her sleep for now. I'll stay with her tonight and when she wakes up, I'll talk to her", Vinnie told her.
Ruby looked at him. Her heart felt sore when she saw his face. Poor guy. She was so grateful for him pulling that trigger, as weird as that may sound. But she knew he was probably way more capable to handle it than Kiwi was.
"Look, bouncing ball… I mean… Vinnie, I know we don't always get along, but… thank you. For doing this for her. You must love her very much... "
Vinnie blushed.
"I eh… yeah, eh… Yeah. I do. Love her. Very much."
She made him nervous, she suddenly realized. She gently lay a hand on his arm.
"She needs you. I know you're angry at her, but she needs you."
"And I'll be there for her. After kicking her ass, I'll be there for her. No sweat, sweetheart", and he winked at Ruby.
She smiled. She could understand why Kiwi liked him so much. His boyish charm, his loyalty… She glanced at Modo. Vinnie saw her looking and shook his head with a smile.
"Alright, you mamma jammers. I'm done with the mushy talk. See you guys tomorrow." And he walked up the stairs. His smile vanished when he opened Kiwi's door. He softly closed it and stopped next to the bed. Kiwi was fast asleep. He sighed heavily and took off his shoes, pants and bandoliers. He crawled next to her, but kept his distance. After sighing heavily again, he closed his eyes.
What a day. What a fucked up day.
A loud scream. Nails scratched his arm. A elbow in his stomach. Vinnie's eyes flew open and he jerked upright. What the…
Another scream. He flattened his ears. Jesus. He looked next to him.
Kiwi was twisting and turning, hitting around her and screaming loudly. He tried to reach out to her, but her hand punched him full on his nose. Tears jumped in his eyes because of the mean pain that jolted through his nose and when he touched it, he saw blood on his fingers. Oh man, come on… Talk about a deja vu. He whirled his tail around her waist to hold her and in one movement, he jumped on top of her and grabbed her hands, pushing them against the mattress.
"Sweetheart, wake up…", but Kiwi didn't hear him. Okay. Time for some more drastic measures. He quickly let one hand go, dodged her fist and slapped her in the face. Perhaps a little harder than he intended to in the first place. But dammit, he was still mad at her. She breathed in sharply and her eyes flew open. She stared at Vinnie, who stared back with fuming eyes.
"You awake?", he snapped at her.
"Yeah, I eh… you're bleeding…", she suddenly said when she saw his nose.
"Yeah, you pack a serious punch, doll", Vinnie answered shortly and let her go. He sat down next to her, leaning against the wall, his pillow tucked behind his back. Kiwi slowly got upright too and settled cross legged across him. She touched her cheek, that was burning and tingling at the same time.
"Did you just hit me?"
Vinnie looked at her, almost challenging.
"Yeah, I did. You wouldn't wake up and since you were almost trying to kill me in your sleep… well... And I gotta admit… It somehow felt very satisfying."
Kiwi lowered her eyes. Shit. He was still mad at her. Not that she could blame him. She had hoped he would be cooled down a little bit by now. But clearly, he wasn't. Then why was he in her bed, sleeping next to her? Mabye… Maybe things weren't completely lost yet.
"Vinnie, I don't know what to say, I'm…", but Vinnie held up his hand and his tail lashed through the air.
"Shut up. Really, shut your damn mouth. Do you have any idea what you've done? How could you do this, behind our backs? How could betray us like that? Betray me like that? Really, I wanna know. Because I'm completely lost over here."
His voice. Jesus, he was furious. She fiddled with the blanket, avoiding his look. She couldn't look at him. The anger, the disappointment and most of all the pain in his eyes, it was too much.
"I thought I needed to do this to finally find some peace. So I was gonna be able to move on with my life. But I was wrong. I should've listened to you. It doesn't make any difference."
"No shit."
"Vinnie, I needed to find out by myself, I…"
"No. Are you even listen to yourself right now? I told you, because I know. Not because I read it somewhere of learned it from a fucking shrink, no, I know. I made the same mistake. My parents were killed too, ya know. I tracked the bastard down and blew his fucking head off. I was trying to stop you from making the same mistake, but you just didn't listen…"
Kiwi looked up. He never told her.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"HONESTLY, why is everyone… never mind. Sweetheart, you know why I didn't tell you. The same reason you never talk about what's bothering you. I just CAN'T. The things I said to you… I crossed my own lines. I opened up a lot more than I actually wanted, than I actually could, but I did it so I could stop you from making the same mistake. But you… You just…"
His voice broke.
Kiwi's heart broke at the same time. Oh dear. Oh my dear god. She had broke his heart. She could hear it in his broken voice. Kiwi wanted to touch him, to hug him, but something in her told her he it was the last thing he wanted right now. So, she grabbed her legs and hugged herself, tears streaming over her face.
"I trusted you…", he whispered with a hoarse voice.
She looked him in his watery, ruby red eyes, her own eyes wide open.
"I trusted you, I gave you your space. I even lied to Throttle. And you betrayed me. You went behind my back, you risked your own life, without telling me. What if you… What if Blaze was having a gun… Jesus, he could've killed you. I could've lost you…"
Kiwi couldn't hold herself any more. She crawled on top of him, wrapped her arms around him and buried her nose in his fur. After a little hesitation, Vinnie also wrapped his strong, muscular arms around her. He held her tightly, his chin leaning on her head. She could hear his heart beating fast. His breathing was a little shaken. She gave him some time to grab himself together. Because she knew he didn't want to break down. Not now. Not ever.
After a few minutes, he felt calmer. She slowly let him go, but remained on his lap. She lay her hands against his cheeks.
"Vinnie, there are no words to describe how sorry I am. I made a terrible mistake, I was selfish, I was stubborn… And for what? You were right. The pain is still there. God… Is there anything I can do… is there even a change you can forgive me? Maybe not now, but later?"
Vinnie bit on his tongue to stop himself from saying something stupid and sexist and thought about it. But his love for her overruled his anger. His disappointment. His cracked heart. There was no way he was gonna be able to live without this beautiful human being that was sitting on his lap right now.
Selfish indeed.
And he knew she was sorry. He just hoped she learned her lesson now. This wasn't a game. This was real life.
"I can think of some things you can do to speed up the process, doll", he winked at her, but then he grew serious again. "Because it's gonna take me some time. But I think I'll be able to forgive you. One day."
"That's fair enough…", she whispered and she slowly bend forward. She still wasn't sure where she was standing right now. But he claimed her mouth and kissed her. Roughly. Wildly She felt her lower lip split open when he bit in it. He quickly broke off the kiss.
"Sorry, I can't do this right now. I'm too upset, I need to blow off some steam first, otherwise I'm gonna hurt you. And I don't want that."
Kiwi sucked on her lip and nodded.
"It's okay. We got all the time in the world. Right?" and she looked at him with a hopeful glance.
He looked down at her, that arrogant smile curled his lips and he winked at her.
"Right."
Relief flooded through her veins. And she knew. Things weren't completely lost yet.
"Thank you.. For pulling that trigger. I shouldn't have brought you into that position in the first place, I know, but thank you. You're right. I'm not strong enough to carry that burden."
"Like I said… the things I do for love…" and he gently lay her down next to him.
"Come on, sweetheart. Time to sleep."
"Yeah… You stay with me?"
"Only tonight." He threw the blanket over both of them and pulled her against him with her back against his strong torso.
"Night, doll", he whispered sleepy.
"Night, love", she whispered back.
But then...
"Vinnie?"
"Hmmm?"
"Maybe I… Can we just… I want you… I don't care if you maybe lose control. Or that you too upset. Or if you hurt me… I just want…"
"No, you don't. I don't. Go to sleep, sweetheart."
A short silence.
"Vinnie?"
"Hmmm?"
"I love you…"
A long silence.
"I love you too…"
Kiwi smiled in the dark and closed her eyes.
"Night, Vinnie."
"Night… Kiwi."
The knife cut open her flesh. Blood splattered all over him. It was warm. Like a warm shower. The look in her eyes nailed him to the ground. Fear. Determination. He saw her beautiful black eyes, her always twinkling eyes, slowly became empty. The glance disappeared, when her soul left her body. Leaving only a shell behind. A shell of a once great, sweet and caring person. She slowly fell forward and landed on the floor with a bang. Blood was still streaming out of the wound. Out of her throat, that was slid open like a knife cutting through butter. He looked at the Plutarkian and the smile on the fish his face made him sick to the stomach. Suddenly, his eye flew open and Modo jerked upright. He looked around him, but only saw the white walls of his room. No blood. No dead body. No Plutarkian…
"Oh Cami…", the gray furred giant sighed and he slowly climbed outta his bed. He needed some fresh air. He pulled on a warm sweater and sweatpants and opened his door. He saw Vinnie's door was open. Oh right, he was with Kiwi. Throttle's door was closed and he heard his bro and leader softly snoring through the door. It sounded like he was having a calm night. That's good. He could use that. Modo walked outside and took a few deep breaths. He looked at the big house across the yard and saw the light in the kitchen was on. He decided to take a look. When he walked inside, his heart skipped a beat. It was Ruby. Drinking wine. In only a bathrobe. Oh momma…
She looked up when she heard the door and when she saw it was him, she gave him a warm smile.
"Hey big guy… Couldn't sleep either?"
"No, nightmare…" and he sat down next to her.
There was a silence, but it wasn't uncomfortable.
"Kiwi told me about Cami. I'm sorry, Modo. I really am."
Modo shuffled with his feet under the table.
"Me too", he sighed. "I dreamed about her death. How she got killed right in front of me. But it felt somehow different. As if… As if I'm ready to move on… Or something like that…", and he blushed, glancing at Ruby from the corner of his eyes. She lay her hand on his metal hand.
"There's nothing wrong with moving on, Modo. We can't keep living in the past, talking to ghosts."
Her voice sounded different. He heard pain in it.
"You eh… you lost someone too? Well, next to Kiwi's father, of course", he quickly added.
Ruby stared at her wine glass and drank it empty.
"Yeah, I lost my husband and son…"
Modo's breathed in sharply.
"You were married? And having a kid?"
Ruby nodded, a sad smile on her face.
"Weird, right? I was 18 when I got married. He was my high school sweetheart and knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him from the moment I saw him. I got pregnant when I was 20 and became a mom on my 21th. My husband was a general in the army. Life wasn't always easy. He sometime was gone for more than six months. And everytime when he came back, it felt as if he left a small piece of himself behind in Afghanistan. The war was slowly consuming him. Well, I suppose you know how it feels. When our son was three years old, he came back from his latest mission and I saw it in his eyes, he…"
She stopped for a moment, grabbing the bottle of wine and took a big sip.
"He just wasn't my husband anymore. He was someone else. The war had broke him…"
Modo felt his heart break a little.
"So that's why you know so well about PTSS?", he asked carefully.
"Yeah. And he was far more gone than that white furred bouncing ball. He saw danger everywhere, was convinced we were followed by Taliban, that they wanted to blow up our house, etcetera. One night, he lost it. I was at work. I still don't know exactly what happened, but he took my son, our son, in the middle of the night and left with the car. Probably in panic. On the highway, he lost control and the car crashed. Both gone, in just one minute…"
"Oh momma… Ruby, I'm so sorry… Losing a child is by far the most awful thing that can happen to you… To a mother... "
Modo raised his hand and wiped away her tears. She leaned against his hand and closed her eyes for a moment. Then she took another sip of the wine.
"We all have our own stories. Our own tragedies…. It defines us… It make us who we are right now..."
They talked the whole night. Ruby drank way too much and after two hours, Modo needed to carry her to bed. He walked up the stairs with her in his arms and lay her in bed in her room. The room next to Kiwi's. Ruby opened her eyes and looked at him. He looked back. He slowly bent forward and kissed her. She kissed him back and pulled him on top of her. But Modo stopped her.
"You're drunk, Ruby. Go to sleep…", he whispered.
Ruby shook her head.
"No… I want this. I want you. I need you…"
Modo's eye grew big. The strong, independent Ruby was telling him she needed him. Wow…
He felt a warm feeling inside of him. And he knew he was ready to move on. Not that he was gonna forget about Cami, no, never. He was gonna carry her with him the rest of his life. But Ruby was right. Time to move on instead of keep looking at the past. Don't let ghosts from the past stop you from living in the present. He kissed her again and she slowly took off his clothes. He suddenly felt insecure. That stupid arm… But she shook her head.
"You're beautiful, Modo. Relax…" and her fingers followed the lines of his muscles. He was perfect.
But Modo had a hard time doing so. It was so long ago and his arm, his eye, his… she claimed his mouth and kissed him with so much heat, he suddenly forgot everything and he kissed her back, taking off her bathrobe. He broke off the kiss and looked at her. She was gorgeous. Musculair. Slim. Skin with the colour of milk, but so soft.
They made love. Tenderly. Softly. Gently. And shortly. It was just too long ago and Modo couldn't hold himself any longer. With a blush on his cheeks, he lay down next to her. She looked at him and smiled.
"It's okay, Modo. Really. Next time will be different. But this was already amazing…", she whispered, her eyes closed. And soon, she was snoring softly, her head on his chest. He wrapped his arm around her and let out his breath. Oh momma. What a woman.
A few weeks past. Blaze his death was all over the news, but the police was standing in the dark. Kiwi had done a good job. There was no way they were gonna find out what really happened.
Kiwi was slowly recovering from all the events. But she couldn't had done it without Vinnie. He was standing by her side, helping her get through the nights with nightmares, helping her deal with the shame and guilt. Because deep down, she knew Blaze his blood was on her hands. Even if Vinnie had pulled the trigger, it was her who'd started this in the first place. But there was no way she could turn back time. So, she needed to live with the consequences. But as long as she had Vinnie, she would manage. The white furred mouse still kept his distance, but at least he was there for her. And she knew he just needed some time. She had damaged his trust. And only time could heal these wounds.
Ruby was still staying with them. For some reason, she just refused to go back home. But Kiwi knew why. The reason was a certain friendly, gray furred teddy bear, who'd managed to break down her walls and oh boy, they were in love, alright. Kiwi was happy for both of them. They deserved it. They deserved each other. The red headed woman had told her she had a new boss. It was a woman, who was kind and loyal. No way she was the kinda person who would take money from a alien that wanted to destroy the whole planet. At least that problem was solved now. Maybe the only good thing that came out this horrible events.
Throttle was his usual, calm self. But Kiwi saw in his eyes how much he missed Carbine. And that broke Kiwi's heart. She just wished the general could be with them too. For Throttle. Carbine's portable transporter made it possible to write letters. But Kiwi wanted so much more for them. So, she was trying to get it done. In secret, she was working on a communication centre and she hoped, with some help of the portable transporter, she could manage to get contact with Mars. So Throttle could see his girl, talk to his girl... whenever he needed to. It wasn't the same than being with each other, but it was something. And much more than writing letters. It was a difficult job. But she hoped she was gonna succeed one day.
"Ugh, where is the action?", Vinnie sighed heavily, hanging on the couch in the guesthouse in a position his bro's were kinda impressed he didn't pull a muscle or something like that.
"Yeah, it's been a while since we heard something from that butter ball…", Modo wondered out loud.
Throttle looked up from his letter he was writing to Carbine.
"Why don't we go on a patrol in about ehm... let's say a hour? You guys are right, it's been way too quiet... "
The words just left his mouth when Vinnie jumped up to protest, since even one hour was taken too long, but then his face twitched.
"AUTJS!"
"What?", Modo asked, looking at his white furred bro, who was rubbing his leg.
"Pulled a muscle or something, dammit", Vinnie answered between clenched teeth.
Ah, there it was. No surprise there.
His bro's shared a quick look and smiled, rolling their eyes.
Vinnie's face suddenly lit up and a mischievous smile curled his lips. He suddenly knew exactly how to get his bro's into action.
Oh boy.
"Now what?", Modo asked again, knowing that smile could only mean trouble.
"Oh, I just figured I maybe need a massage… you know… I think my poor muscle needs the gently touch of a certain human girl…" Vinnie said softly with a low voice, wiggling his eyebrows. He closed his eyes and bit on his lower lip, still rubbing his leg.. "Hmmm, I never told you guys how soft Kiwi's hands are, right? I can already feel them all over…"
Throttle threw the letter over his shoulder and jumped at his feet, at the same time Modo did.
"Okay, that's enough. Let's go!", Throttle called out while almost running towards the door, followed by Modo. They so didn't want to hear this. God, no.
Vinnie snickered. Was he good, or what? Time to whip some tail.
The girls were out tonight, seeing a movie. You know, to have some girl time.
The mice had checked the whole city, but nothing seemed to be wrong. They decided to check the surrounding too and soon, they left the busy city behind them. Silence replaced the sirens, the car honks, people who were screaming… it was peaceful, actually. Or boring. Just depends on who you'd ask. Nothing seemed to be wrong here either, but suddenly, a flash of light caught their eyes.
"Hey, is it just me or is it way too busy by that farm over there?", Vinnie asked, using his helmet to zoom in.
He saw Greasepit standing next to a machine that was sucking the grain outta the silo that was standing on the property. The flash of light they saw was the machine sending the grain into space through a transporter that was inside the machine. Another machine was stealing the hay that was lying next to the silo. The rest of the goons, that weren't helping Greasepit, surrounded the whole thing, sitting in their buggies and keeping an close eye at the surrounding. Limburger and Karbunkle were watching the scene from above, standing on a small hill next to that hideous purple limousine.
"Looks like we got ourselves a fish to catch, bro's", Vinnie smiled.
"You're right. Let's ride!" and Throttle took the lead.
When they were close enough, they fired a rocket, which landed on the goons that were standing close by and a loud explosion made their presence known.
"AAAAOOOWW, here come the heroes", Vinnie cheered when they jumped over the exploded buggies.
The rest of the goons drove towards them and opened fire.
Vinnie avoided a laser and sighed theatrically.
"Ah man. We just don't seem to be getting through to this underlings…"
"Well, only one thing to do then…", Modo smiled.
"Go over their heads!", Throttle finished and they jumped over the buggies that were now close enough.
But when they were high in the sky, their bikes suddenly got pulled away from under them.
"What the…", and Modo looked over his shoulder. Three heavy chains with hooks had grabbed the rear tires of their bikes and pulled them down to the ground, handing the mice over to gravity.
"Bye bye, Biker Mice…", Limburger waved at them and laughed evilly.
The mice fell down, straight towards the machine that cut the hay before it was turned into a package. Three sharp looking saws whirled around fast, ready to cut the 'mieces' into tiny pieces.
"Oh momma…"
Throttle quickly grabbed a grenade and pulled out the pin.
"Modo! Set up!" and he threw the bomb to Modo. The big guy clenched his metal fist and smashed it straight into the machine. "Spike and point!"
The explosion, again, was huge and because of the shockwave, the mice flew up again.
"Aaaoowttjss!", Vinnie yelled when they landed in a huge pile of hay. The tip of his tail was on fire and he quickly blew it out.
"Auutjss… My pride and joy…", he pouted.
His bro's ignored him and Throttle grabbed his gun. Modo aimed his armcannon and they fired at the chains that were holding the bikes. The bikes revved their engines and drove towards their riders. The latter jumped off the hay and landed smoothly on their seats. But no time to relax. Greasepit and his goons were coming towards them, firing their laser. Throttle fired a rocket and Greasepit's trike exploded, making Greasepit fly through the air, screaming loudly. He landed in a pool of mud a couple of meters away.
Modo and Vinnie quickly took care of the goons and they drove further.
"Well, well, well. Check it out, bro's", Throttle suddenly said and he and his bro's hit the brakes. "The big cheese is running away", and he pointed at the purple limousine driving away from the farm on the country road.
"Hahaha! Not for loooong", Vinnie laughed, pushing a button.
"Yeah, let's smoke that cheese", Modo chuckled, also pushing a button. Throttle did the same and cannons popped out of the bikes.
The tan furred leader held up his hand and looked at Modo first, then at Vinnie.
"Alright, on three, bro's! One… Two…"
BAM!
A rocket left Vinnie's bike and his bro's stared at him.
"Three…", Throttle finished.
Vinnie blushed and smiled sheepishly, glancing at Throttle from the corner of his eyes.
"Oops… Hehe…", he chuckled and moved his finger. "I gotta a itchy trigger finger…"
Throttle rolled his eyes behind his glasses, but with a smile on his face. Modo slammed his hand against his forehead. Honestly…
They looked in the distance, Vinnie still with a little blush on his cheeks. The rocket landed on the limousine and after a heavy explosion, Limburger and Karbunkle flew away, screaming loud.
"Hahaha! Check it out, bro's! A flying fish!", Vinnie laughed.
"Haha, yeah, not often see in this parts", Modo chuckled.
"No, specially such a big fat one!", Throttle smiled.
"Cereal is back in the box, bro's", Throttle said, while shutting down the machine.
"And just to make sure it stays there...", Vinnie smiled wickedly and he grabbed a grenade. He pulled the pin out and threw it inside the weird machine. They made a hasty retreat and drove away on the same road they came here, a loud explosion behind them.
"It's just the right thing to do", Modo said with a farmer accent and they high fived, cheering loudly because of another victory. Vinnie popped a wheelie and howled happily. Enough explosions to blow off a little steam after all the events that happened a few weeks ago. He finally felt better. Still not as usual, but at least not as if he was a walking ticking time bomb anymore.
Kiwi was lying on the couch, watching the news. Modo and Vinnie were doing a little contest in arm wrestling, with Throttle as their referee, behind her. Ruby was at her work.
Vinnie was clenching his teeth, using all his strength in a attempt to beat his older bro. But that was hard. Maybe he was the baddest mamma jammer of this side of the asteroid belt, Modo was strong. Very strong. But Vinnie didn't gave up that easily. No way.
"Live from Kansas, the nation's hardland, where farmers are reporting mysterious disappearances of their entire crops."
Kiwi jerked upright and turned up the volume.
"Hey guys, check this out", she warned them, looking over her shoulder.
Modo decided to end Vinnie's suffering, but because he used full force, his white furred bro flew away.
"WOW!"
With a loud bang, Vinnie crashed against the wall.
"Hey!"
Modo and Throttle ignored him and turned their attention to the tv, where a farmer girl was being interviewed, holding two cute looking pigs under each arm.
"Don't know what happened. I came out to my field this morning and the whole thing was gone. All there's been left is the worst stink… Whoohie! Kinda like a mixture of rotten fish and dead skunk…"
Vinnie had joined his bro's and Kiwi, still a little agitated because of the rough treatment of his bro. But when they heard the girl explaining the smell, they exchanged looks, everything already forgotten.
"Limburger", they exclaimed in unison.
"So that's why we haven't smelled him slinking around lately", Vinnie said, a way too happy look on his face.
"Yeah, he's ripping off America's bread basket", Modo nodded.
"That's not all, bro's. Check it out", Throttle said, pointing at the screen. A weird looking hot air balloon was floating above the fields, with the famous initials L.I. on it.
"He's doing it from on high. In the air!"
Vinnie leaned against Modo, a arm on the big guy's shoulder.
"Well, I guess we should go pound the fins off of that fish faced flounder", he smiled, pretending to be nonchalant. But of course he wasn't.
Modo looked down at his white furred bro,
"Well, not that I don't like the idea, but… how exactly?"
"Yeah, Modo is right, Vinnie. The big cheese is a thousand miles away and maybe a couple of miles off the ground…", Throttle agreed with Modo.
Kiw rubbed her chin.
"Well, I got a idea. It's a terrible idea. And dangerous…"
Vinnie pushed Modo aside and stand between his bro's to face his girl.
"Dangerous? Hahaha! You make it sound like there's a problem…"
"Right… You guys have these wings on your bikes, right? Maybe you can strengthen them? So you guys can ehm… fly to Kansas. And fight Limburger in the air…"
It sounded like a nightmare. So many things that could go wrong. But Vinnie was right, they needed to stop him. And they weren't that easily impressed by danger.
The mice looked at each other, a smile on their faces.
"That's a great idea, babe. Come on, bro's!" and Throttle dragged them to the garage.
"I dunno how you talk me into these things…", Kiwi sighed, sitting behind Vinnie with a parachute on her back.
They were standing in the garage and the mice checked the last things on their bikes. Throttle had insisted that she would come along, since he, and his bro's also, didn't want her to be alone here while they were so far away. Even if Limburger was not here, they didn't want to take the risk. Modo had called Ruby to tell her they were gonna be gone for a couple of days. He didn't liked it to leave her behind, but she'd promised to take a extra couple shifts. She would be safe in the most secret place in Chicago. So, Modo could leave without a single worry about her safety. So he wasn't gonna be distracted when they were in the middle of a fight. In the air.
"Sweetheart. It's still the safest way to travel", Vinnie grinned, putting on his helmet and starting his bike. His tail snaked around her waist.
"With you, no travel is saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaafe!", Kiwi suddenly screamed when Vinnie hit the accelerator and sped outta the garage.
He pulled back his handlebars and they flew into air with dangerous speed. Kiwi wrapped her arms tightly around him, breathing heavily. Jesus, this was scary, alright. She was used to fly in a airplane. This was completely different. A lot less steady. And it didn't help the mice needed to test the wings, so they were making loopings, whirled around each other, up and down, upside down…
"Hoempapa, hoempapa, hoempapa", Modo started to sing with his low voice.
Oh god.
"Waaave light through the air, whipping tail in the breeze", Throttle and Vinnie sang, while Modo continued his 'hoempapa.'
Kiwi squeezed her eyes, but a smile curled her lips.
"Those daring Biker Mice singing 'citizens, ride free!", Throttle sang while making a looping
"There movements are graceful…"
"All girls 'Vinnie, daft please'...", Vinnie sang, making a corkscrew with his bike.
(A/N; Not sure if this makes any sense, but it's very hard to understand what he sings. This is what I thought, but not sure it it's logical :p).
"Rocking and rollin' all the waaaay!", Throttle and Vinnie finished the song together, while Modo let out his last 'hoempapa'.
"Yeah!", Throttle called out.
"AAAOOOW!", Vinnie cheered and they finally decided the wings were doing their jobs and started their journey to Kansas. Kiwi let out her breath.
Pfew.
She still was holding Vinnie tightly and he squeezed softly with his tail. It was the first time since he pulled that trigger, he somehow gave her any form of affection. She smiled. Finally. Things were slowly turning back into normal again. Her heart started to beat faster, desire ran through her veins. She suddenly wished this mission wasn't that far away from home. Now she had to wait. She needed him. She needed him to kiss her, to touch her, to make love to her… It was too long ago now. She slowly lay her hands flat against his abs, her finger following the lines of his muscles under his fur, down to his pants. She could feel him breathe in sharply and he lay a hand on her hers to stop her.
"Sweetheart, as much as I like your way of thinking, before we are gonna do this, I really have one burning question; do you wanna crash? If not, I advice you to stop and keep your hands where they are right now…", he whispered into the radio with that low voice.
It gave her goosebumps. It only fired her desire even more. But he was right. They were flying high in the sky. Not exactly the right place to distract him now.
But still…
When he let go off her hand to grab his handlebar again, she just continued the journey down with one finger. Vinnie clenched his teeth, but when the finger slowly made its way into his pants, the bike suddenly dropped a few meters. Kiwi screamed and her hand grabbed his waist again, to avoid she was gonna fly off.
"Told ya, doll…", Vinnie said teasingly.
Argh.
He did that on purpose. He was such a teaser, this mouse. But she'd learned her lesson and the rest of the journey, she kept her hands on the same spot.
When they were close their goal, Vinnie cheered happily.
"AAAOOWW! Now this is the way to travel" and he waved through the air.
Kiwi had already noticed she was feeling more sick by the minute after flying this long. And that her pilot was one that flew the same way as he drove, namely wild, abrupt and more upside down than upright, didn't help.
"Ugh. I knew I should've brought me some airsickness bags…", she moaned, holding her stomach.
"Well, just hang tight to me, sweetheart. I'll get you there in one piece", and Vinnie winked at her over his shoulder.
But suddenly, laser shots came outta the clouds above them and made three holes in his right wing.
"Yiiaaoow!"
His bike tilted to the right and Vinnie smiled sheepishly, looking at Kiwi, who now looked more terrified than ever.
"Well… more or less", Vinnie chuckled.
"Ehh… I think that flight plan just got altered, Vincent", Throttle said, pointing in front of them. A group of planes made their way towards them. "Cause we got grease benders at twelve o'clock!"
They whirled down a few meters to avoid the shots.
"Time to wring out these wings, bro's!", Throttle called out.
"Testing them by fire!", Modo smiled.
"Yeah!", Vinnie cheered, but then, he looked over his shoulder.
"But first…" and he lifted Kiwi in the air with his tail. Her eyes grew big.
"Vinnie, no, no, no, don't you dare! I can't…"
"You can, sweetheart. No worries. And I'm sorry, but you really don't have a choice right now", and he gave her his most charming smile, right before he let her go. His tail quickly pulled on the rope and her parachute came out.
Oh my god. She couldn't believe he just did that!
"I'll get you for this, Vinnieeeeeeee!", she screamed when she fell down, but soon, the parachute caught wind and with a jerk, she flew up a few meters again.
Pfew.
At least the parachute did its work. But still. Jesus. What a teaser. Honestly… He was gonna pay for this, one way or another. She looked down.
Wow.
It was a loooong way down. Her whole body was shaking, but soon, she started to laugh. She just couldn't stop herself. This was crazy. Vinnie was crazy. But she was so grateful he was back to his usual, cheerful self. The last few weeks had been hard. For all of them. But they were all getting back on their feets. Well, she hoped she was… She bit her lower lip, looking down.
Come on, Kiwi. What could possibly go wrong? She just was gonna float down, easy peasy. No biggie.
Meanwhile, the mice were followed by the planes, with Greasepit and goons behind the wheel.
"Now, it's time to ROCK…", Throttle started and they all revved their bikes.
"...and ROLL!"
The bikes flew up and they flew higher and higher. Then, they made a looping and flew down again, opening fire and now faced towards the goons. A couple of planes exploded and the goons made a hasty retreat by using a parachute.
"Yous flying rats ain't getting away with that!", Greasepit yelled angry. He popped up behind Vinnie, making more holes in his wings.
"Hey, we've been Swiss cheesed…", Modo called out, looking at the holes in his own wings.
"And grease dump is right on our tails…", Vinnie added, looking behind him.
"Ah, don't you just hate tailgaters?", Modo asked, shaking his head.
"Hey!", Throttle smiled, grabbing a grenade. "Let's toss 'em a warning", and after pulling out the pin, he threw the ticking bomb over his shoulder. Greasepit and the rest saw it coming and made a hasty retreat. The goons used their parachute, but Greasepit apparently had forgotten to bring his one and he screamed loud.
Vinnie followed him down with his eyes and suddenly saw Kiwi, who was still hanging in the air with her parachute. And Greasepit was falling right towards her…
Shit.
"Kiwi!", he yelled and turned his bike. At that point, Greasepit landed on the parachute, and because of his weight, the whole thing wrapped around and he fell down, right in front of Kiwi.
"Huh?", but soon, she realized what was happening. A jerk on the ropes and she suddenly turned upside down, and she got dragged down with Greasepit.
Oh no…
"AAAAAAH!", she screamed, squeezing her eyes. But suddenly, a roar of a engine and relief flooded through her veins. Vinnie quickly caught up with her and lit a flair.
"Hang on, doll." He burned the ropes and grabbed Kiwi by the waist.
"Heeeeyy, sweetheart!", he smiled with that arrogant smile of his. "I bet you get awful tired of me saving your ass all the time…"
Kiwi climbed in front of him with shaking legs.
"Drop me again, sweetheart", she said sarcastic. "...and it's your life that needs saving…", she threatened, grabbing him by the bandana.
But Vinnie wasn't impressed and he gave her a naughty smile.
"Promises, promises…", and he wiggled his eyebrows.
Kiw rolled her eyes, but her lips curled into a smile at the same time. She just couldn't be mad at him.
He helped her sitting behind him again. His bro's joined him.
"Come on, bro's! We'll better touch down and get this flight rides repaired, pronto like!"
Throttle's husky voice filled their helmets through the radio.
Kiwi looked down, somehow worried.
"But what about Greasepit?", she asked. Wait, what? He was the enemy. Why was she concerned anyway?
"Oh, don't worry, babe. He'll be okay", Throttle smiled.
"Yeah, he's about to have a family reunion", Modo added.
Kiwi looked down again and focussed on the small dot. By the looks of things, he landed in a big pile of mud, right in the middle of a group of pigs.
Ah. She smiled. Right where he belonged.
Luckily, they mice found a scrap yard closeby and quickly made new wings at the bikes, using stronger material this time.
Kiwi was watching them, rubbing her chin. A idea was slowly forming in her head.
"Hey, listen guys, I've been thinking about a few improvements that maybe makes your chances bigger and…", but Vinnie interupted her.
"Well, I wish you could improve the radio reception. All I get out here is that drippy country western love songs… Ugh…" He wrinkled his nose.
"And here's a warning for all you farmers out there. The mysterious crop disappearances have started up again…" a voice came out Vinnie's speakers, before he shut down the radio.
"Ah man… Sounds like old slimy and stinky have resumed their sleezed operation", Throttle sighed annoyed, screwing the last screw tightly.
"That means we gotta fly", Modo agreed.
"Bingo." Throttle closed his visor. "Afterburners on full, bro's!"
They revved their bikes, and flames came outta the backs of their bikes.
"It's time to ROCK…"
"... and RIDE!"
They took off, leaving Kiwi safely on the ground this time. She was still rubbing her chin.
"Hmmm.. maybe I need to work out that plan. Ya know, just in case…"
The mice spotted the same planes as earlier, again with Greasepit and goons.
"Man, talk about a deja vu", Vinnie smiled and they opened fire. A couple of planes exploded.
"AAAOOWW! Two more and I'm the ace of aces!", Vinnie cheered, patting his bike. "Of course, for me, that's just formality", he smiled arrogant.
"Whip tail, bro's!", Throttle laughed and fired, along with his bro's. The goons weren't up against that heavy firepower and made a hasty retreat, right before their planes exploded.
"Two more!", Modo laughed, and they followed the last two planes.
"Oooohh yeah! Those magnificent man…", he started to sing, but Vinnie interrupted him.
"They're mice!"
Modo laughed out loud. "Oh, right."
Vinnie laughed too. Man, this was one awesome day.
"Hahaha, talk about flying the highway! No traffic lights, no stop signs, no speed bumps, no cops… Aaaoww, I may never travel surface streets again…" and he fired a laser at the last two planes. He missed because they suddenly split up and a huge missile appeared between them. The thing exploded close by the mice and they needed to split up for a moment to avoid they were gonna be blown to the seventh galaxy.
"WOW!"
They quickly joined each other again and Vinnie suddenly saw something in the distance…
"What the heck is that…?"
"That, Vincent my bro, is what I would call trouble from Limburger City…", Throttle answered.
A huge plane came into view with more weapons on it the mice had in their possession, even when they included Vinnie.
"Big trouble…"
They tried to attack the plane, but the returning firepower was too much and they quickly turned around. But the plane didn't stop firing.
"Wow, serious turbulence!", Vinnie cheered, looking over his shoulder.
Modo did the same.
"Let's see if I can smooth it out some", and he shot over his shoulder with his armcannon. It hit the plane, but it did nothing. "No good…"
"Ah man, that thing is covered in Plutarkian armor plate!", Throttle yelled.
The only thing Modo had accomplished with his attempt, was that the plane, that had Karbunkle behind the controls, only doubled its firepower. Laser, rockets, explosions…
"Aaaooww, stay calm, folks", Vinnie laughed, having the time of his life. He was whirling and waving to avoid the shots. "Air captain Vinnie has everything under…" A huge rocket exploded and surrounded him with fire. "... control…", Vinnie coughed. "Ah man… major bummer…"
Suddenly, they heard Kiwi's voice in their helmets.
"Guys, haul those tails of ya back here!"
Modo looked at Throttle.
"Sounds like a plan to me."
"Let's do it, bro's. Back to base."
Vinnie snickered.
"I love it when she talks to us like that, hehehe."
They landed and pulled off their helmets, shaking their heads.
"Oh momma… all these explosions ain't good for your eardrums, I tell ya that…", Modo moaned, rubbing his ears.
"Great, ain't it?!", Vinnie smiled.
Throttle looked at Kiwi.
"Tell me, babe, what's the plan?"
Kiwi smiled and showed them a drawing on her laptop.
"I thought, if you guys can build this, you're gonna nail them for sure. Speed, muscle and firepower..."
"Wooow, sweetheart… I like the way you think!", Vinnie howled when he looked at the image. It was some kinda plane made out of one piece, with three holes for the bikes. Big weapons on the top made the picture complete.
"You think you can build that?", Kiwi asked.
"You're looking at the three best wrench jockeys from Mars, babe. Sure we can", Throttle smiled and they got to work. Kiwi shook her head. Of course. Ask a silly question... Was there even something they weren't good at? Pfuh...
After a few hours, they had it done. The mice sat on their bikes, smiling like three happy kids. Kiwi smiled too, but then her face grew serious and she looked at Vinnie.
"There might be one small problem…"
"What?"
"It's a big engine. It burns a lot of fuel…"
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah and that means…", Kiwi quickly looked at her calculations again. "...you got about three minutes of fly time…"
"So?"
"So make them count."
"Hmmm, let's see now. Three minutes to trash the bad guys, blow up everything in sight, get the stolen grain back to the farmers and save the whole state of Kansas?", Modo summed up.
A short silence.
"No problem!", the mice said in unison.
Kiwi shook her head with a smile.
"Whip tail, heroes!"
"Man your guns bro's!", Throttle ordered and pushed a button. His bro's did the same and fire came outta their bikes and the plane. They hit the accelerator and took off again. Hopefully for the last time. It was time to end this, once and for all.
When they were up in the air again, again, the planes with Greasepit and goons were their first target. They opened fire and the planes exploded. Vinnie took a deep breath.
"Ah one, ah two, ah one, two, three, four…"
Modo caught on and started singing.
"Rock and ride…"
"Over the wild blue yonder…", Vinnie and Throttle joined him.
"Whipping tail outta the sun!"
"Two, three, four", Throttle counted.
"Here we come, loaded with Martian thunder… Atta mice, give 'em our guns, give 'em our guns!"
They laughed hard, having a good time with each other. Nothing better than a good fight for a little male bonding.
The big plane with Karbunkle popped up in front of them and opened fire. The mice pulled back their handlebars and flew right over it. They flew further, made a looping and flew behind the massive plane now, opening fire at full force.
"AAAOOW! Try to fight this message, doc!", Vinnie cheered.
They kept firing and firing, giving Karbunkle no chance to return it. The plane caught fire.
"We're doing it! Biker Mice of the stratosphere! AAAOOWW!"
Vinnie was almost hysterical, bouncing on his bike. This day was getting better and better.
Throttle smiled, but then he looked at the fuel meter.
"I eh… I don't mean to bring you down, Vincent, but eh… we're running on empty…"
"Warm up is over. Gotta go for the gold, bro's", Modo added.
"All the marbles", Throttle nodded.
"Rabbit speed, aaaoow!", and Vinnie pumped his fist in the air.
"On three, bro's…", Throttle ordered, while they were flying towards the plane. It was on fire, but still in the air. Time to end this.
"One…"
"Two…"
"Three!"
They disconnected the bikes from their plane and the whole construction crashed into the Karbunkle's massive flight. It finally was slowly losing altitude and clearly outta control.
The mice landed on the big air balloon of Limburger that was floating above a huge silo. The bounced a couple of times on the balloon and continued their controlled landing. When they came over the silo, they shot ropes and hooks grabbed the iron cover that was on top of the silo. They pulled and the whole thing flew off. When they were safely on the ground, Modo turned around and shot at the cabin that was hanging under the balloon and the grain fell out, right into the silo.
The massive plane suddenly came into view, crashed against the balloon and the whole thing went down with one last explosion.
The mice cheered and drove to the road. Kiwi was waiting for them and Vinnie pulled her behind him on his bike with his tail, without stopping.
"Yeah, I always like to leave in a blaze of glory", Throttle chuckled.
"It is kinda your trademark", Kiwi smiled.
"Well, I've gotta admit, bro's… feels mighty good to be back on the ground again", Modo said.
"I bet the big cheese doesn't share that opinion right now", Vinnie snickered, while looking at the small dots hanging in the air on parachutes.
"Great job, guys. Of course, you did get some help...", she then added nonchalant, studying her fingernails.
"AAAOOWW, sweetheart, you're the best!", Vinnie howled, still hyped up.
Kiwi felt his muscles vibrate under her hands. One bouncing ball of adrenaline. But she had to admit. It was a real exciting day.
"So, and now… ROADTRIP!", Kiwi cheered. It was a long way back to Chicago. 709 miles to be exact. Time to have some fun.
She suddenly remembered something.
"Vinnie, I saw you were limping a little, you okay?", she asked with a little bit of concern.
But her eyes grew wide in surprise when Modo and Throttle suddenly took off, leaving them in a cloud of dust, yelling something that sounded like 'Not again.'
Vinnie laughed out loud.
"What?", Kiwi asked, but Vinnie only laughed.
Kiwi shrugged, shaking her head. Crazy, that's what they were. But she loved them. Crazy or not, they were her family.
Pfewie, took me a couple of hours, this one. But damn, what a great chapter to write. Die Fledermice is one of my favorite episodes, really, if you haven't seen it yet, watch it. It's hilarious.
So, drama, humor, action. It's all in here. Oh, and some romance. To be honest, writing about Modo and Ruby having sex kinda felt akward. It's crazy, since I don't have that at all when I write about Vinnie and Kiwi. But writing these kinda things about Modo, well...I dunno... It somehow feels as if I'm writing about my brother or something. But Modo deserved this scene.
Well, please lemme know what you guys think about this one. Hope you liked it!
Thank you so much for reading my story and supporting me.
Later guys and ride free! (or read free :P) Bwahahaa :')