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What's up, you guys?! Thanks for the reviews on my latest chapter. It sure was a intense chapter and indeed, Vinnie is messed up. War can do horrible things to the mind, having that much traumatic experiences in life can fuck up your head, big time. But luckily, he has enough people around him who take care of him.
So, next chapter!
A bit more humor this time.
Some new information about Martian Mice.
Old school action.
A cliffhanger.
Enjoy! ^^
Chapter thirty seven
"So… ehm… Look, I know friendship. I know family. But the bond between you and your bro's... ", Ruby started, looking at the gray furred mouse sitting next to her on the couch.
They just had cleaned the kitchen after breakfast. Vinnie had mumbled something about going to sleep before leaving the house, followed by Kiwi, who was still very worried about the white furred mouse. Throttle was in the garage tuning his bike, a little 'bike - rider' time after lying in bed for weeks.
Modo looked at the red headed woman, a little confused.
"What do ya mean?"
Ruby shifted her weight, leaning against him.
"Well, it's obvious your bond is very strong. I mean, that bouncing ball was clearly very upset after almost losing Throttle. So were you. I never saw you like that before… not that I know you that long, but still…"
Modo took a little time to think about this.
"Well, it's hard to explain... We share a connection that runs deeper than blood. It's a Martian thing, I guess…", he answered hesitantly.
That made Ruby even more curious. She sat upright and looked at him.
"What do you mean, a Martian thing?"
"You know Throttle can do that mind trick thing, right?"Ruby nodded.
"Well, all Martians are born with the capability to communicate by mind. It's a special part of our brain that's connected with our antennas. However, using it is another story. You need to train it, learn how to control it, before using it. Otherwise, it could mess up your brain, big time. It's not for everyone, though. It cost a lotta discipline and self control to be able to connect with that part of your brain, let alone using it."
"Okay… So,Throttle is the only one who've learned it?"
"Like I said, discipline and self control. That immediately excludes Vinnie, although he picked up a few things here and there. If I remember it right, his motivation was, quote: 'the ladies dig it.' But he soon realized it needed a little bit more commitment than that. I was never that interested in learning it. Not really my thing."
Somehow, Ruby wasn't that surprised to hear. It just didn't fit with the gray furred mouse, although she wasn't sure why not.
"Anyway, whether we choose to learn to develop this part of the brain or not, that doesn't change the fact all Martians carry it. We have a higher consciousness than humans, for instance. Because of that part of our brain, developed or not, we're capable of sensing emotions stronger than humans. When we care about someone, or even love someone, we somehow connect. Really, it's hard to explain…"
But Ruby slowly shook her head.
"No, it makes perfectly sense, actually. Well, if you told me this before I even knew about aliens and stuff, I may have laughed at you. But now I know there are big alien mice riding on bikes coming from Mars… Well, it does makes you a little less skeptical.."
Modo chuckled, wrapping his arm around her shoulders, holding her tightly.
"When we love someone, we do it unconditionally. It's all about connection. Me and my bro's have been through a lot together. We know each other for a very long time now and since we joined the Freedom Fighters, there hasn't been a day we weren't together, so… guess our connection runs deep. Well, let me rephrase that, I know our connection runs deep. We're more than just bro's. More than just family. Guess soulmates is getting close, but we don't call each other that. Takes away the masochism, hehe. But Vinnie was only 16 when he joined the Freedom Fighters, already experienced too much for someone at such a young age. He was a mess. Stoker had him under his wing the first time, but after that, Throttle kinda took over. Even if he's only two years older than Vinnie, he'd always been wise for his age. Vinnie never really learned to walk alone, he's used by having Throttle and me at his side. So, I guess that small moment he thought he'd lost Throttle, was enough to drive him crazy. Because he suddenly realized how much he cares about him. And that he is somehow, even if he's always acting all macho and stuff, depending on Throttle."
Ruby nodded, understanding the white furred mouse his reaction completely now.
"It really is interesting, this whole mind thing. I would love to do some test sometime, if that's okay with you."
Modo shrugged.
"Dunno if I'm the right mouse for the job. You should ask Throttle. He knows a lot more about this stuff. Besides, he's the only one who's trained."
"Maybe I will, someday…", Ruby trailed off, deep in thoughts.
Modo took this moment to study her from the corner of his eye.
Oh momma, she was so beautiful. Her long, shiny red hair that was braided in a fishtail braid, her beautiful and long eyelashes, her full lips, that milk coloured skin… And on top of it, her eyes. Black. Deepest black, with small white dots in it. It reminded him of the universe. Stars that were twinkling, making the black on the background even darker.
Never had he thought he would fall in love with a human. It was weird yet interesting at the same time. They were so different from Martians, and not only the looks. And still, so much the same. He suddenly noticed she was looking back at him, biting her lower lip, her eyes twinkling in amusement.
"I was thinking, what if I wait till you make your move for a change? Or would that mean we'll gonna be old and wrinkled when you finally do?", she asked teasingly, her voice a little husky.
A blush appeared on his face, he could feel it.
Oh momma.
He wanted to make a move. But somehow, his body refused to cooperate. He was scared he was gonna hurt her. Or that she was gonna reject him, which was a crazy thought, since they were kinda together already. Vinnie was right. He'd lost his touch with the women after mourning for so long. Better not tell Vinnie that, though. He would never hear the end of it. He suddenly realized he was still staring at the woman in his arms.
Ruby shook her head with a smile and grabbed him, pulling him on top of her and kissed him. Modo, at first a little shocked at this sudden (well, in his eye sudden) movement, but he soon kissed her back. He was leaning on one hand, to make sure she wasn't gonna be crushed under his weight and he kissed her gently. Carefully. He knew he sometimes forgot about his own strength. He didn't want to hurt her. But it somehow made this whole thing a little awkward. As if he couldn't just go with the flow, ya know... live in the moment. Ruby broke off the kiss and looked him straight in the eye.
"Modo, hun? When are you finally gonna stop treating me as if I'm made of glass?"
Modo blushed again, opening his mouth to search for words.
"I… As my grey furred momma used to say; You treat a woman with respect, Modo Maverick", he eventually said.
Ruby sighed, but a smile curled her lips.
"Modo. The last thing a girl wants in the heat of the moment, is the guy bringing up his momma. That's kinda a mood killer. Come on, let it go…"
Ruby grabbed him by the head and kissed him again, this time more heated. Modo closed his eyes, feeling her soft lips against his, her tongue sliding into his mouth, carefully avoiding the buckteeth. Her hands slid down on his back and she grabbed his fur, pushing him against her. He felt his cross tingle and when she also used her sharp nails, he let out a growl. He grabbed her by the waist and kissed her heatedly, his hands were flying over her body. Ruby moaned his name and…
"Modo, do you know… Oh…'
Throttle's voice.
Modo jerked upright and saw his bro standing in the doorway that led to the garage. The tan furred mouse held up his hands, a smile curled his lips.
"Whoops! See you're busy. No worries, it can wait!", and he quickly turned around and almost ran back into the garage, closing the door with a bang.
Modo looked down at the human under him, who was shaking in laughter. He chuckled too and suddenly scooped her in his arms.
"Let's finish this at a place with a little more privacy, darling", he mumbled against her lips, kissing her while carrying her upstairs.
A few weeks past by. Summer was back and it was hot. Hotter than usual. On the news, it appeared Chicago was struck by a heat wave and by the looks of things, this was only the beginning. Even Kiwi, who loved the summer and the sun, had a rough time dealing with it. But it was nothing compared to the suffering of the mice. At least Kiwi could walk around in her bikini all day. The mice couldn't just take off their fur. Although, Throttle suddenly found the idea of shaving off his precious hair sounding as music to his ears. Vinnie and Modo were already having a hard time, but his tan coloured fur was longer and thicker. So, the only thing he could do to cool off, was holding his head in the freezer.
Kiwi's house did have air conditioner, but the heat was too much. The poor thing had worked his ass off, but it just couldn't win the battle. So, at some point, it just gave up and had shut down. Kiwi had tried to fix it, but the thing was totalled. She had called a mechanic, but since almost every air conditioning in Chicago had lost the same battle, the guy on the phone had told her they could only come over in four weeks. Kiwi had growled in the phone something about mice who probably wouldn't make it till the end of the week, let alone four weeks, before she hung up.
So, things were hard for the poor Biker Mice From Mars.
Kiwi came into the livingroom, finding Modo hanging on the couch and Vinnie lying on the floor, his arms and legs spread as a sea fish, both their fur soaked in sweat. Ruby was at work, taking extra shifts since her work was air conditioned. Lucky girl.
Throttle was probably in the kitchen, holding his head in the freezer. A giggle escaped her mouth. To be honest, she really felt sorry for them. But seeing them lying there and picturing Throttle with his head in the freezer, well…
Vinnie opened one eye to glare at her.
"Sweetheart… this isn't funny. Beside the fact I'm bored, I'm also dying…", he whined with that pouting high pitched voice of his.
Kiwi rolled her eyes. Exaggerating was one of his many 'talents.' But she was glad he was back to his usual self. After his break down, he somehow had managed to get back on his feet real quick. So quick, Kiwi was still a little bit worried that he, again, pushed everything away. Or sometimes she started to doubt her own memory that the whole thing even happened. But since he refused to talk about, probably because he was embarrassed, she decided to give it a rest. At least the pressure was off the tank, sorta speak. She knew his problems weren't fixed, they probably never would. But at least it wasn't pulling him down anymore.
"Oh, quit your whining. At least you don't have to keep your head in the freezer all the time. But then again, it probably wouldn't even fit, though. Your swelled head probably gets stuck", she teased him.
"Hardee har har. Very funny", Vinnie snarled, but then sighed heavily.
"Sweeeeetheaaaart… I'm not sure how long I'm gonna take this anymore…", stretching the first word as long as his breath allowed him.
Modo lifted his head, looking at the white furred mouse, but then decided that action was already too much in this heat, let alone telling his younger bro to shut up.
"Vincent! Lighten up, will ya?", they heard Throttle's muted voice coming from the kitchen, clearly annoyed.
Vinnie closed his eyes again with another heavy sigh.
Kiwi dropped on the couch, grabbing her laptop and continued her work on her latest project. She was updating the app she had made when the mice just arrived on Earth. You know, the one she used when she was immediate danger. But now, she wanted to upgrade it to a complete radio, so she could always reach out to them, without the sirens and stuff. They already had a radio, but she tend to forget to bring it with her when she was going out. The mice were obviously not amused by that fact, so she decided to upgrade the app. After all, her phone was something she never forget to bring with her.
Vinnie succeeded to keep his mouth shut for two whole minutes. That had to be a new record.
"Sweetheart?"
Kiwi sighed, looking up from her screen.
"Now what?"
"I'm thirsty…"
"Yeah? So?"
"I figured, maybe you could bring me some root beer? I can't move…"
"You can't move?"
"No… If I do, my brains will get fried…"
She heard Throttle mutter from the kitchen. Modo clenched his teeth.
"Sweetheart…"
"What?"
"I'm hungry…"
"Okay, that's it!", Kiwi called out and closed her laptop with a bang. "We're going to the lake, so you guys can take a swim to cool off."
Vinnie's eyes flew open and he jumped at his feet, sweat flying around because this sudden movement.
"That's the best idea I heard in, I dunno, whatever!", he cheered happily.
Kiwi glared at him.
"Oh, so you CAN move…"
"He doesn't have any functional brain cells left, Kiwi ma'am. There's nothing left to get fried", Modo answered, slowly getting up, wiping off his forehead.
"Hey! That is not true, I...", Vinnie protested, but suddenly, a very overheated looking Throttle stormed in. Where he normally could keep his calm, the heat made him cranky like a old man.
"Enough! Vincent, if you don't shut up, I..."
Despite his childish behaviour, Vinnie knew exactly when his beautiful presence wasn't wanted anymore and he quickly left the room, running around Throttle with a bow before he could even finish that sentence. Modo shook his head, following on a lower pace. Kiwi giggled and walked upstairs to grab her stuff.
Never a dull day with these macho mice around.
"Ahhh… This is so much better…", Throttle sighed, floating on his back in the fresh water of Lake Michigan. Kiwi had bought them some swimwear a few weeks ago and it turned out to be a good idea.
"You said it, bro…", Modo agreed, his whole body under water with only his head above water.
"INCOMIIIIIING!"
Throttle and Modo looked up startled, but before they could process it, something crash landed in the water, making a huge wave of water flushing over them. When they came up again, spitting out water, they looked into the happy face of their white furred bro. Of course… Something turned out to be Vinnie. Why were they even surprised?
"Haha! I'm I good, or what? Did you see that jump?", he babbled, not aware of the fact his bro's shared a quick look and a mischievous grin appearing on their faces.
"Man, I can't believe you guys missed it, it was such a good stunt", Vinnie continued, still completely clueless.
Throttle and Modo came into action and jumped on the white furred mouse, pushing him underwater before he could continue his bragging. It resulted in a very macho Martian mice wrestling session in the water.
Kiwi, who was lying on her towel, smiled. It was good to see them like this. As if they didn't had a single care in the world. She decided she could use a cool down too, so she walked into the water on a safe distance from the mice, who were still playing around like young dogs. When her feet almost couldn't touch the ground anymore, she dove into the cool water, enjoying the fresh feeling it gave her.
After a while, the mice had calmed down again and Kiwi joined them. She climbed on Vinnie's back, wrapping her arms around his strong neck and her legs around his waist, holding him tightly. He wanted to wrap his tail around her waist, but when he made contact with her skin, she let out a deadly scream, thinking it was something in the water that was suddenly touching her.
"AUTSJ! Ah man, sweetheart… how many times do I need to tell you, sensitive hearing, remember?", he moaned, rubbing in one ear with his little finger.
"Whoops, sorry love! You just scared me, that's all", she answered a little embarrassed. "Thought it was something scary with teeth, or worse, a fish."
"Autsj, harsh babe! A fish, come on…", Vinnie muttered under his breath.
Modo shook his head with a smile and looked at Throttle, who was, by the looks of things, deep in thoughts.
"Yo, bro. You still with us?", he asked nonchalant, but knowing his bro could only think of one thing that could give him that almost goofy look on his face.
Carbine
Vinnie glanced at Throttle too, who was so much more relaxed since he was able to talk to Carbine. He never really thought about it, most of the time he just forgot his older bro had a girl back on Mars. Maybe because he didn't liked Carbine. Or maybe because they broke up. Or maybe because he just wasn't that kinda interested in his bro's love life as they were in his. But they were back together now and Vinnie could only imagine how hard it must be to be this far apart from each other. I mean, they literally lived on different planets. Talk about your major long distance relationship. To the max. But no matter how hard and sad it may be, that didn't stop Vinnie from teasing his bro.
"Oeh, his a goner, bro", he smiled at Modo, and then looked back at his tan furred friend. "Man, you should call her when we get home. You look like you need it. Ya know, to share bedtime stories, stare each other deeply in the eyes for hours, kissing the camera pretending it to be her…"
He just said it mindless, never would he thought he may be right.
But Throttle suddenly stiffened and started blushing, his eyebrows raised so they were visible above his glasses.
"Oh, you eh… you saw that? Hehe… I eh…", he stuttered.
Vinnie froze and stared at him for a moment.
No way…
His eyes grew big in surprise at first, but then he realized he just found a goldmine. A big grin appeared on his face.
"Wow, wow, wow! Let's just stop for a moment, right here, right now and lemme get this straight, sweetheart. Are you trying to tell me you actually DID kiss the camera pretending it to be her?", he asked, his voice high of, for now, still restrained hilarity.
Throttle's blush became even redder. Oh man… He just got himself into trouble. BIG trouble. He should've known Vinnie was only joking. And if he hadn't been that deep in thoughts, he maybe could've stopped his first and primair reaction. But it was too late. He opened his mouth, but Vinnie had already seen the look on his face.
Yep. Definitely too late.
"HAHA! I can't believe this!" and Vinnie burst out into laughter.
Kiwi tried to keep her face in check, but it was hard with the loud and contagious laughing of the white furred mouse in her arms. She pressed her lips in a hard line, but her lower lip started to tremble and she too burst out laughing.
Modo didn't know to feel compassion for his bro and to stick up for him or to laugh too. The tan furred mouse, that was always so steady, was obviously very embarrassed by now.
Vinnie pretended to have a camera in his one hand, caressing it with his other hand.
"Oh Carbine, I miss you so much… Come here, lemme kiss ya…" and he made some dirty smacking sounds, moaning at the same time, his eyes closed.
Throttle raised his hands in a attempt to stop his younger, and childish, bro.
"Oh man, come on, it wasn't like that, it…" but Vinnie didn't listen.
Dammit. He was never gonna hear the end of it. Never.
Compassion for his bro won the inner battle and Modo smacked Vinnie against the back of his head with his tail.
"Okay, that's enough. Or do I need to remind you about that one time on Mars, with…", but Vinnie's eyes grew big and he quickly wrapped his tail around Modo's muzzle.
"No! You wouldn't dare!", he squeaked.
Kiwi calmed down enough to look at Modo, who was peeling off Vinnie's tail.
"What?", she asked curious.
Modo freed himself and a mischievous smile curled his lips, looking at his younger bro, who looked back pleading and threatening at the same time.
"Come on, tell me!", Kiwi insisted, looking at Modo and Throttle. Modo opened his mouth...
"OKAY, OKAY! I promise I'll behave! But don't tell her!", Vinnie pleaded
Modo closed his mouth again, nodding satisfied.
"Alright."
Kiwi wasn't planning on letting this go that easily, but Throttle smoothly cut her off.
"Ahum, anyway… The thing I actually was thinking about, is that Carbine and I had a interesting talk the first time…"
"I think I have a pretty good idea what you mean with interesting...", Vinnie muttered under his breath, chuckling.
Throttle sighed and squeezed the bridge of his nose.
Modo looked at Vinnie, who immediately held up his hands in his defense.
"Okay, okay, sorry! Force of habit, I just can't help it!"
Modo and Throttle shared a look, and Throttle decided to continue his story.
"Anyway, we found out about this connection…" and he told them what happened when he had died in that forest and about Carbine's dream.
"She remembered too, it wasn't just a dream. It was real. It's really interesting, don't ya think? I mean, we know we connect, right? But I never heard of anything like this before…"
Throttle rubbed his chin.
"Funny you mention this, Ruby was also very interested in how our minds work, ya know, with the whole connection and training your brain to be a Mindwalker. She wanted to run some tests, in the future", Modo told Throttle.
"Mindwalker?", Kiwi asked.
Vinnie was already bored again.
"You call this interesting? Ugh…", he snorted at Throttle, before he answered Kiwi's question, who was still on his back.
"Yeah, the whole mind trick stuff Throttle can, ya know? Major boring, if you ask me… "
"Huh? But what about the thing you did to me? That was far from boring. You know, that night after Rimfire was taken by the stalkers…" but Kiwi suddenly trailed off, a blush on her cheeks. This was not something you wanted to discuss in front of two mice who you considered to be brothers.
Modo snickered.
"So you do use it for the ladies, huh?"
Vinnie also blushed.
"I eh.. Yeah, well… I just… You know... ", he stuttered, not really sure what to say to make this a little less embarrassing.
Throttle chuckled when he saw the blank face of Kiwi, obviously at loss here.
"We don't just use our telepathic ability without training. On Mars, there was a special group mice called the Mindwalkers. They teached students who wanted to learn how to control it. But it's not easy. Only a few from each group students made it to pass the final tests to be a real Mindwalker."
"So, you're a Mindwalker?", Kiwi asked.
"No, I never got the change to finish the training because of the Plutarkian invasion. But I was close. So, I know how to use it without doing any damage. There are so many things that can go wrong."
"You followed the same training?", Kiwi now asked Vinnie.
"What? No way. Way too boring. I followed a few lessons, but soon decided me and my skills for speed were needed elsewhere."
"You mean you just lacked discipline, self control and the ability to sit still for more than just three minutes while keeping your big mouth shut", Modo pointed out.
"Hey! If you put it like that it suddenly sounds so… not cool…", Vinnie protested. "I can't help it this perfect body needs movement. Besides, sitting on your ass for hours, with your eyes and mouth closed to make contact with your inner self is just lame! "
"Oh puhlease... ", Throttle sighed. "Now you make it sound as if we were some kinda cult or something."
"You weren't?", Vinnie asked shocked.
"Stop talking", Throttle said dryly.
The white furred mouse raised his hands in defence.
"Okay, geez… must have hit a nerve", he muttered under his breath, but Kiwi closed his mouth before he could say anything further.
"I think it sounds really interesting and I'd love to learn more about it", she said to Throttle, ignoring Vinnie muted sounds while still holding his mouth closed.
"Sure thing. But first, let's go home for lunch. I'm so hungry I could eat a whole Saber Squad", the tan furred mouse said while walking outta the water. Modo followed him, mumbling something about eating even two Saber Squads.
Kiwi climbed off Vinnie's back, letting go of his snout.
"So, what was that whole thing about what Modo wanted to tell?", she asked nonchalant, but curious.
She had never seen anyone run outta the water so quickly.
She giggled, while shaking her head. Honestly, had this mouse no clue at all that this kinda behaviour only made her even more determined to find out what this whole thing was about? Because one thing's for sure. She was gonna find out. One way or another.
When they drove back home, Kiwi was looking at Modo with a big grin on her face. He was staring at the road, a goofy smile on his face. She was pretty sure that smile was there because he was thinking about a certain red headed woman. She knew Ruby had promised them to come home for lunch. She was working a lot lately, so to make sure she could spend some time with them, she used her breaks to see them. Kiwi carefully grabbed her phone out of her pocket. She needed to film this. Ruby had to see this. This was too cute.
Vinnie was already complaining about the heat again. The sun was burning ruthless, drying his wet fur way too quickly.
"Ah man, damn you, stupid sun! You're taking away the one thing to keep me cool…"
He suddenly realized what he was saying.
"Of course, no matter how hot it is, this mouse never runs outta gas…", he quickly added, winking at Kiwi over his shoulder.
"Ah, lighten up, Vin. You're always complaining about how long it takes to get dry. Just be happy that for once, you get what you want", Kiwi retorted, pushing on 'record' on her phone.
"What are ya doing, sweetheart?", Vinnie asked, seeing the phone in her hands.
She simply pointed at Modo and the white furred mouse chuckled.
Ah man. The poor guy had it good, alright.
"Why are you filming him instead of me? I mean…", but before he could finish that sentence, Throttle whistled between his teeth and hit the brakes.
"Wow, bro's, look at that! Looks like Limburger finally reached the lowest of the lowest… He's attacking a school!"
That snapped Modo outta his daydreaming and when he saw the big machine, the one that Limburger always used for digging, was indeed attacking a school while the kids were still playing outside, his eye started to glow red. He stopped next to Throttle.
"Now just wait a minute. No one endangers kids while we're around!"
"That's right, big fella. Hero time", Vinnie cheered, the heat completely forgotten all of a sudden. When his bike came to a halt next to Modo, he lifted Kiwi with his tail and set her on her feet.
"Go save those kids, guys!", Kiwi yelled over the noise of revving engines.
"Let's ROCK…"
"...and RIDE!"
Kiwi watched them go, realizing she was still holding her phone in her hand. It was still recording.
Hmmm…
"Good thing you guys changed back into your normal attires", she giggled, while raising her phone. "I mean, whip tail on film in your swimming trunks is after all… so not cool."
The mice sped towards the school, and Modo's eye grew big when he saw one of the claws of the pimped excavator was about to hurt a kid.
"Come on, Lil Hoss! We gotta save those kids", and his bike sped forward.
Right before the the claw closed, Modo pushed the kid aside, raising his armcannon at the same time. But his arm got stuck between the jaws of the claw and lifted him in the air, with bike and all.
He screamed in anger when the thing was shaking him around like a puppet, but suddenly, he was free and he crashed against a wall, slid down and landed hard on the floor. His bike was lying under him. The big machine came closer, with its four claws open to mush him.
"Oh momma… Seems like your son is about to get sundered..."
He tried to climb on his bike, but his feet was stuck under it and he just hadn't enough time.
Throttle and Vinnie, who had grabbed the kids and brought them into safety, saw it happen.
"Modo, move it, big fella!", Throttle yelled.
"Haul tail, bro!", Vinnie added.
Kiwi had hide herself in the bushes, closeby Limburger and Karbunkle, who was controlling the machine with a remote. She was still filming and she zoomed in at the two villains.
"What a unexpectedly entrancing occurrence", Limburger smiled, looking at the machine that was about to grab Modo. "Obliterate that dare devil mouse and the entire school!"
Kiwi clenched her teeth. God, how she hated him. But there was nothing she could do right now, except keep filming. She just hoped Modo was gonna make it out this mess, rather sooner than later.
Modo shot at the machine with his arm, but it was no good. The machine grabbed his arm again and he let out a scream in frustration.
Throttle and Vinnie came into action, knowing their bro wasn't gonna get out of this situation without their help. They drove towards him and the machine, firing their laser.
"Hang tight, bro!" and Throttle fired with his gun at the claw that was still holding Modo's arm.
But suddenly… A loud roar split the air, and Throttle stopped for a moment. He looked in the distance in the direction of the sound and saw a big cloud of dust coming closer.
"What the…", he heard Vinnie next to him when a huge monster truck entered the schoolground, crashing through the fence. Then, he rammed the excavator and by that, he freed Modo.
But the truck wasn't ready to leave yet. He drove backwards, stopped and the engine roared. It sped forward, as far a truck as big as that can get to speed in such a short moment of time, and crashed against Limburger's machine again.
The mice were staring at this, at the truck that repeated the trick over and over. Their sensitive hearing picked up a heavy rumbling voice coming outta the car.
"Nobody gets hurt in my hood"
The car suddenly drove past the mice and Vinnie laughed.
"AAAOOOW! Looks like there's another good guy on the block!"
"Let's ride!", Throttle ordered.
Modo was back on his bike and he revved the engine.
"Alright!", and cannons popped out. "Come on, little darling… it's payback time!"
Limburger hit Karbunkle on the head with his walking stick and Karbunkle groaned in pain, looking at his boss while rubbing over his head.
"Get rid of that truck and proceed with the destruction of the school!", the big fish ordered and Karbunkle focussed on controlling the machine again.
Kiwi smiled. She got it all on film.
"Once I get this tape to the police, that stupid fish is gonna get his scales cooked… in jail."
The mice fired their laser at the machine, and one of the claws just exploded, not up against such heavy firepower. The truck was still helping them, mainly by just crashing into the thing, over and over again.
The mice grabbed a grenade and drove under the machine, attaching them to three of its four paws.
The explosion was huge and the machine was immediately out of order. Obviously.
A sirene announced the presence of the police and two officers stepped outta the car to talk to Limburger, who was standing close by the school.
Kiwi zoomed in a little further, pricking her ears.
"Alright, mister. Exactly what happened here?", one of the officers asked at Limburger.
"That machine of yours almost hurt some kids. So, somebody is going to jail…", the other one said, clearly determined to make someone pay for this.
I mean, come on. Don't endanger kids. Never. That was crossing a unwritten line.
Limburger swallowed, looking at the officers who looked back angrily.
"Oooohh… Now, now… Really, m-my good officer… It's quite simple. You see…", but the first officer interrupted him.
"Just the facts", and he grabbed his notebook.
"It was that ruffian there", Limburger blurted out, pointing at the guy in the monster truck. "He attacked my legally licensed excavation machine with his truck, and eh…", Limburger trailed off for a moment, a thoughtful look on his face. Then, his face lit up again. "...FORCED it into the school yard. Yes! That it! As you certainly can observe, he destroyed that publicly owned shed as well…"
Suddenly, the mice saw the truck driving away.
"What the… Why is he skying?", Vinnie asked, stopping his bike.
"Man's a hero, saved my tail", Modo said, also loss at why the guy suddenly fled.
"Yeah, smells like a rancid cheese frame up to me, bro's…", Throttle said, rubbing his chin.
"Well, let sniff out some answers, then…", Vinnie smiled.
"Yeahhh… Let's ROCK…"
"... and RIDE!"
Kiwi was about to run over to them, to tell them what had happened, but they were already gone.
"God, they just left me. AGAIN! Aarrrggh, those mice! And I got the prove for what really happened here. Pfuh, excuse me for trying to solve a problem with brains, for a change… Ugh."
But the police officers were already back in their car and started the pursuit.
Great. Just great. She needed to get outta here, before Limburger was gonna see her.
The mice were following the big truck, who was surprisingly fast. They approached a crossroad and the truck took the left, followed by the mice. The police car took the right. Throttle gained speed and drove up next to the truck. He looked inside, seeing a huge, dark skinned male sitting behind the wheel. He had short black hair and the guy looked like he didn't skip the gym that often.
"Uh… Hey there, citizen! What's your hurry?", he asked, opening his visor.
Vinnie joined him.
"Yeah, sweetheart, you're a hero! You should go back and basking the glory. Heck, I sure would", the white furred mouse exclaimed.
The guy looked at them, a determined, but friendly look on his face.
"Can't risk it, gents. No way. Won't face a jail cell. Small places drive me crazy!", he hissed, suddenly a little panicked look on his face. But that soon changed back into friendly. "That's why I drive such a big truck."
"Then we'll take care of it, buddy", Throttle suggested.
"Yeah, we'll tell 'em what really happened", Modo added, joining his bro's in the conversation.
"Yeah! You won't have a thing to worry…", Vinnie started, but a laser landing close by his bike cut him off.
"What in thunderation...?", the big guy in the truck called out in surprise, pointing at a buggy that was driving towards them, shooting laser.
"Looks like old slimebugger wants to keep you outta sight, bro", Throttle explained.
"...permanently", Vinnie added with a low voice.
"What are we gonna do?", the guy asked.
"With Limburgers goons, there's only one thing you can do…", Modo smiled.
"WHIP SOME TAIL!", the mice yelled in unison, popping a wheelie before flying off into battle.
Cannons popped outta their bikes and they opened fire. The first buggies already exploded and the rest of them turned around, followed by the mice.
Vinnie drove up next to a goon, pulling the pin outta the grenade in his hand with his teeth. He casually dropped it in the buggie.
"Put one in…"
Modo grabbed the goon and hauled him out of the buggie.
"...pull one out!"
The buggy exploded and Vinnie continued his warpath.
Modo, still having the goon in his metal hand, drove up a building and dropped the goon on a streetlight, making the poor guy whirl around it like a gymnast.
Meanwhile, Throttle was behind them, activating his knuck knocks and punched a goon in the face. The guy flew outta his vehicle and landed on top of the one that was already hanging in the streetlight.
The bro's regrouped, looking at the big monster truck that was simply driving over the buggies as if they were speed bumps, leaving a trail of crushed vehicles.
Vinnie pumped his fist in the air.
"Hahaha! ALRIGHT! Ride free, citizen!", he cheered.
"Hehehe. I gotta admit, man… There may be a few things our bikes can't do", Throttle chuckled.
Modo nodded.
"Yeah, sure. Seats four, flatten cars, carrying groceries home...", the big guy summed up, casually counting on the fingers of his metal hand.
They stopped next to the truck.
"Hey, thanks a lot, gents!", the big male called out, leaning with one arm outta his open window, looking down at the mice.
"Hey hey, call us bro's!", Modo rumbled back while fist bumping with the guy.
"Yeah, bro's!", Vinnie smiled, opening his visor. "Once you whip tail together, you oughta be little less formal", and his tail lashed through the air to strengthen his words.
"Whassup? I'm Throttle", as the tan furred mouse pointed at himself. "...this is Modo", and he pointed at the gray furred mouse. "...and uh… hehe. The one with the swelled head there…"
"That's the invincible Vinnie van Wham to you", Vinnie cheered while popping a wheelie. "The velocity atrocity! An honour, I'm sure…" and he winked at the male, crossing his arms before his chest, a very arrogant grin on his face. "And you are?"
The male laughed.
"They call me Four By." He suddenly grew serious again. "Say… bro's… You're not from around here, now are ya?"
"Can you define here?", Vinnie asked, a little sheepishly.
"Well uhm… Earth."
"Hey, the man's smart too", Modo smiled.
"Good call", Throttle nodded.
Even if he didn't liked the fact another human was aware of their presence, the guy did save Modo's tail. And the look on Four By's face told him he was one to be trusted.
"The Biker Mice From Mars. We're here to save the world!", Vinnie smiled.
Throttle tried to hide his smile. His younger bro never backed down a opportunity to brag. Especially when they met someone new.
"Mars, 'ey? Well, a friend is a friend, no matter where he hails from!", Four By smiled, holding up his thumb. The sound of sirens suddenly filled the air.
"Glad to know ya. But, there's a welcome Mo and I just don't want to meet…", he said, looking at the police cars that were coming closer.
He looked one more time at the bro's.
"Increase the peace, bro's!" and he hold up two fingers. "I'm outta here!"
He turned the big truck around and drove the other way.
Modo looked over his shoulder.
"No, man, that's a dead end!", he yelled. "Leads to the pits!"
"I gotta feeling he knows that, big fella", Throttle said, following the police cars with his eyes.
Four By gained speed, driving straight towards the same crater Modo and Throttle once fell in. The police followed him and almost catched up with him, but he just crashed through the 'Dead End' signs and the car disappeared from sight, straight into the pits.
A few moments later, the mice were standing on top of a building closeby the pits. Throttle was using a binoculars to look at the activity around the crater. It was crawling with police and reporters. But then… A purple limousine stopped closeby. Limburger hang out his window, looking very satisfied.
"Well, there's that bottomfeeder come to take in the show", the tan furred mouse said, looking at his bro's.
"Man, that was quite a jump", Modo said, scratching the back of his his neck while looking down.
Vinnie crossed his arms before his chest, a cocky grin on his face.
"Yeah… Not bad, not bad. Of course, I had far more spectacular ones", and he leaned with his elbow on his bike, his head resting in his head while studying his nails.
"Oh yeah? Well, than his head must be as hard as yours, Vincent, because he's okay", Throttle chuckled, looking in the crater with his binoculars. He saw Four By standing next to the truck, who didn't had that much luck. "But his truck is totalled city. And now, he needs to watch out for the Pitboss."
"Hehe. Or the Pitboss need to watch out of for him", Modo chuckled.
"Well, either way, it sounds like we're missing out a whole lotta action! Come on!", and Vinnie punched his fist into his other hand.
But Throttle raised his hand to stop his, as usual, way too eager bro.
"Well, if anyone can handle their own, it's our new bro there. So, we'll just let to have the man all his fun" and he looked at his bro's. "Let's rock and ride!"
And they jumped off the building at the back, making sure the police wasn't gonna see them. Somehow, they had the feeling the officers were not gonna be impressed and with already enough weird complains about mice on motorcycles… Well, it was for the best if they just head back home.
Throttle could already feel the heat taking the worst outta him again. The fight had distract him. But now… He hit the accelerator. He had a date with a freezer.
Kiwi jumped outta the taxi when it stopped closeby the pits. She was actually on her way home, angry muttering to herself because the mice had just left her, when she'd heard on the radio something about a big truck that was on the run for the police and had crashed into the giant crater. She had asked the taxichauffeur to bring her there, because she knew the mice would be there too. But again, bad luck. She just saw them turning their bikes on the roof of a building.
"Guys, wait up!", she yelled, running towards the building. But they were already gone. Kiwi, who was already cranky because of the heat and the fact the mice somehow seemed to be forgotten about her, clenched her teeth.
"ARGH! For their sakes, I hope I won't catch up with them…I'll ty their tail in a knot..."
Since they left the house for only a swim, she hadn't brought her radio with her. And because she was working on her communication app and therefore outta order, she couldn't reach them.
She turned around, looking at the police. She needed to tell them what really happened. Without telling them about the mice, of course.
She started to walk towards them, holding up her phone.
"Excuse me? Hello? I got a video proving Lawrence Limburger was behind the whole thing!", she yelled, walking towards the police.
But they ignored her.
Pardon et moi? What happened to the 'We're here to serve the people' thing anyway?
"Hellooooooo?" but suddenly, a pair of hands grabbed her and turned her around. She looked straight into the face of Karbunkle.
Oh shit…
She hadn't seen him. Nor she did Limburger. If she knew he was here too, she would never had screamed this loud about the video.
Gosh, Kiwi. You can be so stupid sometimes.
Limburger popped up next to her.
"Aahhh… I'll just take your phone, if you don't mind", he smiled and his hand reached out for her phone. But Kiwi wasn't ready to give up yet. She clamped the phone in her hands, while Karbunkle also tried to grab it. They struggled for a moment.
"No, lemme go!", Kiwi growled between clenched teeth. A
nd suddenly, they did. She stumbled back, but suddenly, the floor was just gone. She looked over her shoulder, right into the deep crater.
No…
She lost balance and fell down, letting out a deadly scream.
The last thing she heard was Karbunkle saying "Oops…"
Oh my god. This was not happening. She was falling down, into the pits, and the mice weren't even close.
How was she gonna survive this? She needed to stop this freefall into a controlled landing. Sure, Kiwi. Great idea. But… HOW EXACTLY?
Her stomach was turning because of the long fall and the ground was getting closer. Shit, shit…
"SHIT!", she screamed.
But all of a sudden, she saw a big branch sticking outta the wall of the crater. How she spotted it was a mystery to her, but she did. She quickly turned around and stretched out her arms. The phone flew outta her hands, but that was the last thing she was worried about right now. She clenched her teeth, ready for impact and when she reached it, her fingers clamped around the branch. For a moment, it looked like this was gonna work. But her hands couldn't hold her weight because of the impact of the catch. Her fingers slipped, suddenly there was only air in her hands, she stretched out to the branch, already falling again…
"No…"
Her body hit the floor. A pain jolted through her spine when her back hit the ground first. After that, her head followed. For a moment, she only saw stars.
"Fuck me…", she breathed.
But she was so lucky. Even if she hadn't succeeded in holding on to the branch, at least it had slowed down her fall. Enough to make her land without breaking every bone in her body or worse, her head exploding like a watermelon. She lay on the floor for a moment, a bit dazed.
Then, she suddenly realized where she was. Fuck. The pits. The home of the most worst criminals in Chicago. Moaning in pain, she got upright, looking around her.
So far, so good.
She suddenly saw her phone lying closeby her. It was totalled. But that didn't matter. She was a hacker after all. For her, it was no problem to get the footage back that was on it. She crawled to the phone and put it in her pocket. Then, she slowly rose to her feet.
Now what?
She turned around and let out a scream again. Jesus.
"Well, well, well…", the guy in front of her smiled mean.
Kiwi looked at him. This must be the Pitboss the mice had told her about.
Oh boy…
She saw he was not alone. And the looks on the faces of the men that were around her so sudden, didn't gave away any friendliness.
"What have we here?", and the Pitboss looked at her appreciatively. "Looks like we're getting a better class of garbage thrown into the pits these days…"
Kiwi scrambled back a few steps.
"Hehe… surprise?", she squeaked.
Suddenly, one of the other men stepped forward.
"Hey… I know her. She was the one who was hanging around those Biker Mice that day we tried to rob the Meatpackers Bank!"
Kiwi felt her heart skipped a beat. Oh shit.
"Well… What do ya know… I've been wanting to meet up with those rodents again. Real bad…" and he grabbed Kiwi by the shoulders. She struggled to get loose, but it was no use.
The Pitboss looked her in the eye, licking his lips before smiling evilly at her, showing her his rotten teeth.
Then, he looked over his shoulder.
"Boys. Check out that truck that crashed down over there, while I send these buck tooth bikers a little message. And maybe… just maybe… I'll have a little fun with this lady while we're waiting for them to arrive… Muawahahahaaa!"
Oh, oh, Kiwi… You just don't know how to stay outta trouble, now do ya?
Let's just hope the mice are gonna be in time to save her, before some nasty things will happen to her.
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Later dudes!