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Hope you're all doing fine. So, it's really getting old, but thanks again for the reviews. Very much appreciated.
I bet ya guys are getting awfully tired to hear that every time. But I'll keep saying it.

Anywayz, next chapter.
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Chapter fifty one

"So, how are you adjusting here? It must be weird to move to another planet…", Amira asked while taking a bite.
Kiwi was playing with her food, thinking how to answer this question. But she decided to come clean.
"I've gotta admit, it's a lot harder than I thought it would be…"
They were sitting in the Main Hall, and Kiwi could feel the burning gazes from the mice around her. News travelled fast, also on Mars. Everybody now knew that the famous Biker Mice were back and they'd brought a human. Every mouse in the Main Hall was looking at her with curiosity and Kiwi didn't knew what to do with it. It made her feel very uncomfortable, so eventually she decided to pull the hoodie over her head.
Maybe she couldn't hide herself, but the least she could do was to shut them out. To try to shut them out.
Amira gave her a sympathetic look.
"I think they just need time to get used to you. I mean, the first time when I saw you, I could only stare too. We all know about Earth. We know about humans. We use a lot of their habits and stuff. But seeing one, now that's a different story…"
"Yeah, well, the first time I saw a Martian Mouse I could only stare too. I just wished… I dunno, that instead of staring at me, they'd come over to talk to me or something like that."
"It's in the nature of a Martian Mouse to approach strangers with caution. And the war only strengthened that instinct. Give them some time", Amira explained friendly, while studying the human girl, well, her clothes. She noticed the white hairs on the black hoodie, also that it was way too big for the fragile little human girl.
"You're wearing Vinnie's clothes, because…?", she asked, a little hesitant.
Kiwi looked up a little surprised, but then smiled a little sheepishly.
"I didn't had the chance to get my stuff. We kinda left Earth in a hurry…"
Amira persed her lips.
"So, you're telling me you came here with… nothing?"
"Eh, yeah, I think I am…"
"Jesus, and nobody had the brilliant idea to give you some clothes to wear that actually fit? Men... "
Amira shook her head a little annoyed.
"I'll collect some clothes for ya, girl, no worries. I think I'm gonna be able to find something that's your size."
"Thanks, Amira. That's really kind of you…", Kiwi said softly, somehow a little touched by this simple gesture.
Amira gave her a friendly smile and focussed on her breakfast again.
Kiwi was about to take a bite, when someone took place next to her. She froze and slowly turned her head to her right while lowering her hoodie.
Twinkling brown eyes, a arrogant grin…
"Hey there, beautiful! Ready to meet the team?"
"Hey Stoker… Yeah, I guess I am…"
"But you haven't finished your breakfast yet! You've gotta eat something, Kiwi", Amira protested, but Kiwi lay a hand on hers.
"It's okay, Amira. I'm not that hungry anyway."
She rose on her feet.
"Let's go."

"What do ya mean, he used us? We can't be used. We're way too cool for that!", Vinnie called out outraged, grabbing his handlebars tightly.
"Well, next time I'll tell him that when I get the memo", Modo answered dryly. But then he grew serious again.
"But Throttle, come on… Why would the big cheese plan to go back to Mars and take us along with it? Earth has so much more to offer when it comes to resources…"
Throttle rubbed his chin.
"I dunno, bro. I think it's time we're gonna ask us some questions, don't ya agree, boys?"
"Oooeeehhh, you've been reading my mind, bro! The big cheese has some serious explaining to do, alright", and Vinnie revved his bike impatiently. "So, what are we waiting for? Let's ROCK…"
"... and RIDE!", his bro's finished and Vinnie sped away as if he was fired by a katapult.
Throttle and Modo quickly followed him, but had a hard time to keep up with him this time. When they reached the bottom of the sand dune, the white furred mouse was already closeby the building.
"Someone's in a hurry", Modo mumbled.
"Yeah, well, isn't he always?", Throttle responded. But all of a sudden, something caught his eye on the right side of the building.
"Vincent! Behind you!", the tan furred mouse yelled in the radio.
Vinnie looked over his shoulder and saw a huge cannon aimed at him.
"Hey yous mousies! Mister Limboiger ain't receiving a visit that doesn't have a appointments …", and Greasepit, who was sitting behind the controls of the big weapon, fired.
Vinnie fired his jets and made a hasty retreat when he saw the missile was coming straight at him. But he wasn't fast enough.
What? He, Vinnie, the velocity at… Yeah, you heard it. He wasn't fast enough.
Ugh. Time for plan B.
He made a sharp turn, his knee almost touching the ground in the process and faced the incoming threat. He grinned and pushed a button on his bike.
"Well, good thing we're his loyal customers then… and we don't need a appointment!", and he fired his laser.
The missile exploded while still in the air and Vinnie got knocked off his bike because of the shockwave. The red racer wobbled, for a moment it looked like she was gonna remain on her tires, but then, she toppled over and landed on the white furred mouse before he could stand up.
"Oempf", Vinnie moaned when the heavy weight pushed the air outta his lungs.
"Ah, man… this is not my idea of a cool entrance…"
His head popped up from behind his bike, a blush on his face.
"Nobody saw that, right?"
Throttle and Modo stopped next to him, laughing loud.
"Yeah, you were right, Vin. Who needs a cavalry when we have you?", Modo rumbled and used his armcannon to shoot another incoming missile before it could hit them.
"Yeah, seems you've got everything perfectly under control, bro", Throttle chuckled, firing his laser at the big cannon, making it explode and because of that, Greasepit flew away.
"Mister Limboiger ain't gonna like thiiiiiiis!"
Vinnie quickly pushed himself and his bike up and jumped on the seat again, still a blush on his face.
"Ha ha ha, very funny", he snarled sarcastic. "Now shut up and ride!", and he drove away, followed by his bro's who were still laughing.
They wanted to drive inside the building, but before they could, a huge army of rats on trikes drove out and the mice hit the brakes.
"Say what? Is this the new goon platoon?", Vinnie asked with a slight disgusted look on his face.
"Only rats would join the big cheese to do such a dirty job", Modo growled, his eye glowing red.
"Well then, let's give them a nice welcome reception, bro's. Split and hit manoeuvre number eight!", Throttle ordered.
"No man, number six, number six!", Vinnie protested, but Throttle gave him a warning glare.
"No, number eight, Vincent..."
"Ah man…", but the white furred mouse hit the accelerator and sped to the left. Modo took the right and Throttle the middle.
But the rats opened fire before they could, and the mice had to admit, they did a hell of a better job than the goons back on Earth.
"Wow, there's some serious resentment here", Vinnie grinned while grabbing his laser.
Modo tried to shoot back with his arm cannon, but the rat's didn't gave him time.
"Can't get a shot back…", he growled between clenched teeth, clearly annoyed.
"Fall back and regroup!", Throttle ordered and they turned their bikes.
But when they joined each other, a missile exploded under Throttle's bike and the tan furred mouse got thrown off. He landed hard on the ground and stopped moving.
His bro's hit the brakes.
"Throttle!", Vinnie called out.
"Bro!", Modo yelled.
The rats gained ground, coming closer to the mice, still firing with heavy artillery.
"Time to retreat, Vin", Modo yelled and sped towards Throttle.
Vinnie didn't complain this time, not when his bro was injured. He followed Modo and fired one of his biggest missiles.
It exploded right in front of the rats, just before they reached the tan furred mouse. It bought the bro's the time they needed and Modo quickly grabbed his bro and leader with his tail, while Vinnie shot a hook outta the back of his bike to haul Throttle's ride with him.
When the smoke of the explosion slowly cleared, the mice were already gone, leaving the rats behind with empty hands. Again.

Stoker and Kiwi were walking through the hallways, Kiwi feeling slightly uncomfortable to be in the presence of the brown furred mouse without the guys. She had absolutely no idea what to say to him.
"So, beautiful, how's life on Mars for ya? Think it'll grow on ya, one day?", the leader of the resistance asked.
"I eh… I guess…", Kiwi answered vague.
Stoker chuckled and to Kiwi's surprise, he swung a arm around her shoulders and rubbed her arm.
"You're gonna be okay, no sweat. I know when I see potential, and you, beautiful, are full with it", and he let her go again.
Kiwi blushed and put her hands in her pocket, her head down. But she realized again who he was. He'd trained the guys. He'd managed to set up a resistance that was now big enough to be a army. And they were good. Him telling her she'd got potential suddenly was more valuable than her weight in gold.
"Thanks…", she said softly. "Say, Stoker, can I ask you something?"
"You, always", and he flashed her a flirtatious grin.
"What eh… what happened to your tail?"
His face darkened and Kiwi already regretted her question.
"I'm sorry, it's okay if you don't wanna talk about it, I'm just… well, curious, I guess."
"No, it's okay. The punk didn't tell ya?", the brown furred mouse asked.
"Ehm, no... He's not that much of a talker, well, he talks a lot, but ya know…", she brought out, somehow his question took her off guard.
Stoker laughed, and it was a pleasant sound. His raw voice echoed through the empty hallways.
"Right on. I lost my tail in a explosion, the same that knocked down the guys, and the Plutarkians decided to give me a new one."
"Oh!", Kiwi blurted out, now understanding his question better.
He had been with them, that day. She never knew…
"Yeah, well… I'm somehow glad they did, I mean, a mouse without a tail is the same as a bird without wings. Can't fly without it."
He stopped in front of a big metal door.

'Man cave, no girls allowed!'

Stoker shook his head in annoyance and ripped off the sign.
"Honestly, kids these days…", he growled while throwing the sign over his shoulder. He then looked at Kiwi, who couldn't hide her smile.
"This is it. Ready to meet the tech team?", he asked.
Kiwi suddenly felt a tingle in her belly and her hands turned sweaty. But she nodded determined.
"Hell yeah, I am. Let's do this."
Stoker admired her strength, I mean, this whole thing couldn't be easy for her. But she managed to keep herself upright. That's a good thing. That's what the Fighters needed.
"Alrighty then", and he opened the door.
"Stoker! You're back!", a heavy voice rumbled, but soon after that…
"Hey! Didn't you see the sign, no girls allowed!"
"This ain't no regular girl, boys, trust me", Stoker replied sharply.
Kiwi hardly heard them. She was looking around her with awe.
The room wasn't that small, but it stored enough technologie to make it look small . Wauw… This was heaven. The walls were covered in screens, most of them showing images of the security cameras. But also maps of Mars, digital blueprints of buildings, pictures of Plutarkians… Everywhere she looked, she saw computers, printers, and enough devices she didn't recognize. Yet.
Oh yeah, she had the feeling she was gonna feel right at home here.
"...Kiwi, Mars to Kiwi…", and Stoker snapped his fingers in front of her face to get her attention.
She snapped outta her trance and whirled around.
"Right, sorry… I was ehm… Yeah, just a little distracted…I guess...", she stuttered, a faint blush on her cheeks.
"Ya think?", Stoker chuckled dryly, but then focussed on the three male mice that were leaning back in a chair, looking curious at Kiwi.
"Guys, I want ya to meet, Kiwi. She's here to help ya with whatever you guys are doing in here. Maybe she looks different, but she's one of us, so treat her with respect. Kiwi, meet Neo…", and Stoker pointed at a blond furred mouse with blue eyes, who gave her a small nod.
"... Jax…", now pointing at a almost silver furred mouse with black eyes who tapped with two fingers against the side of his head to greet her.
"... and Flash."
A black furred mouse with green eyes gave her a small smile.
"Neo is the leader of the team, he'll give you a heads up about how things work around here", Stoker finished. He turned to face Kiwi and patted her on the shoulder.
"Think ya can manage from here?"
"Yeah, I guess… Thanks, Stoker."
"No problem. See you with lunch, okay beautiful?"
He now faced the guys.
"Respect, remember?", he warned them one more time and then smiled. "Later!"

When he was gone, a silence dawned on them. But then, Neo rose on his feet and Kiwi's eyes grew big. Wow, the guy was huge, alright. About Modo's size. But not that muscular. Come to think of it, they all weren't that buff as the guys. Trained, yes. But no soldiers. It was clear they would never drive into a battlefield.
But hey, who cares? She wouldn't either.
"Welcome to our eh… man cave, that ain't no man cave anymore, I guess", Neo chuckled, his voice was soft and friendly.
"Guess we need a new name", Jax snickered.
"Thanks…", Kiwi said softly, shuffling her feet.
Suddenly, Jax was standing in front of her and studied closely. Then, he raised his hand and touched her cheek with one finger.
"Wow, this is so weird!", he called out surprised and poked her again.
Flash was suddenly standing next to him and pushed the silver furred mouse away.
"Jax, come on, where are your manners?"
"But look at that tiny little nose! And her ears!", Jax protested with humor in his voice.
Flash rolled his eyes.
"Don't mind Jax, he has no filter. It has its benefits though, what you see is what you get. Anyway, welcome."
Kiwi giggled. This wasn't that bad. They were actually really nice.
"Thanks. And really, it's okay. I'm used to the no filter thing. It's refreshing, really."
"Finally, someone who understands! I'm already starting to like her, boss", Jax smiled while elbowing Neo in the side.
The blonde furred mouse pushed him away, but with a smile on his face. He then looked at Kiwi.
"So, maybe you wanna tell me why Stoker decided to let you join our small team?"
"I'm good with computers", she simply explained.
"Well, that makes sense", Jax nodded.
"Short, briefly… Yeah, I like it", Flash agreed.
"Good! You're hired!", Neo called out.
Kiwi laughed.
"Alright, alright. Back on Earth, I studied ICT, meaning information and communication technology. My father was a hacker who worked for the government, guess I inherited his talent with computers. I'm especially good at hacking into highly secured software programs."
The three mice were staring at her, Jax almost drooling.
"Don't ya just love it when a woman speaks like that?", he moaned.
"Yeah, it's so refreshing to hear a woman say something that actually makes sense…", Flash nodded.
"Hmm, hmm. Like a angel calling your name…", Neo agreed with his eyes closed and a satisfied smile on his face.
Kiwi giggled. Yeah, this day was getting better by the minute. Maybe she was gonna feel herself at home here sooner than she'd thought.
"Well, boys, why don't you show me around in heaven?", she asked while gesturing at the room.
Well, it sure looked more like a cave. No windows. Soft light. Soothing.
"Hmmm... Heaven, I like that…" Flash rubbed his chin.
"No way, dude, way too mushy!", Jax protested, but Neo also had a thoughtful frown on his face.
"Heaven… Yeah, kinda like the sound of that…"
Jax ears drooped and Kiwi somehow felt sorry for him.
"What about Braavos?", she suggested, without thinking.
It was the thirst thing that came into mind. She'd watched too much Game Of Thrones.
Jax his face lit up.
"Yeah… That sounds good! It kinda sounds like brave, but then differently! How did you come up with that?"
Kiwi shrugged.
"It's a city in a TV serie I used to watch, back on Earth…", she trailed off, suddenly feeling a pang of sadness.
Neo and Flash shared a look.
"Very well. Braavos it is then!", Neo quickly said. "Come on, I'll give ya a tour."
And Kiwi followed him, her sadness soon forgotten. Even if the room was now called Braavos, it still was heaven to her.

Vinnie and Modo rushed inside the garage, stopping their bikes with shrieking brakes. Modo stepped off his bike with the still unconscious Throttle in his arms. Vinnie opened the door that led inside and took a deep breath.
"YO! We need a nurse over here!", he then screamed, his voice raw.
Soon, the girl that asked him for a drink the other night rushed towards them. But this time, she didn't let herself get distracted. Someone needed help. And that was priority number one.
"Can you bring him to the infirmary?", she asked Modo after a quick exam.
"Sure, ma'am", he rumbled and followed her.
"You can call me Lola… Ma'am makes me feel old", she said over her shoulder.
Vinnie, who rushed after Modo, blinked a few times. Lola… Nope. Still no bells ringing.
When they came into the infirmary, two other nurses gestured to a empty bed and Modo lay Throttle down. He did a step back to give the nurses room to their job.
"Vinnie, why don't you call Carbine, to tell her…", but Vinnie cut him off.
"Ah man, why do I always get the dirty jobs?"
Modo sighed.
"Never mind, I'll do it."
And he walked away. Vinnie dropped on a seat closeby Throttle's bed and watched the nurses examine him. His tail was twitching, he sure wasn't amused the rat's got the best of them. Ugh. And they still had no clue why Limburger was back.
This day wasn't going well.
Modo soon joined him again, sitting down on the chair next to him.
"Carbine is on her way."
"Whoopidoo…", Vinnie replied sarcastic.
Suddenly, they heard Throttle moan and they both jumped at their feet and rushed over to their bro.
"Throttle, bro, you okay?", Modo asked worried.
"Yeah, bro, you took quite the knocking…", Vinnie added.
Throttle slowly got upright, rubbing his head.
"Man… I'm fine. Next to a huge headache, that is…"
Lola gave him a few pills.
"Take this. He'll be okay", she said the last towards Vinnie and Modo.
"Thank you, Lola ma'am", the gray furred giant answered polite, but Lola had her gaze fixed on Vinnie.
But the white furred mouse ignored her. For a moment, it looked like she was gonna say something, but then Carbine walked inside and the young nurse made a hasty retreat.
"Jesus, Throttle, back for only one day and I already need to visit you at the infirmary", Carbine sighed while rubbing his cheek.
"Yeah, well… Getting my ass kicked at day one ain't my idea of having a good time either, babe", Throttle chuckled, laying his hand over hers lovingly.
"I'm so with ya, time for some payback!", Vinnie growled, hitting his fist into his other hand.
"Easy, adrenaline mouse, we'll get them. But just not today..", Throttle moaned while lying down again.
"But…", Vinnie started, but Carbine cut him off.
"What happened anyway?"
Vinnie crossed his arms before his chest, glaring at the General.
Bitch. Ugh.
"Well, we found the big cheese", Modo said, popping his arm cannon in and out. "But he was prepared…"
"Prepared? How is that even possible when he was in jail untill this night?", Carbine asked, a little surprised.
"We were about to ask him that, ya know. Also were curious why we found him in a building that's a copy of the one he had on Earth… But we didn't have a appointment", Vinnie explained annoyed.
Carbine gave him a confused look.
"Normally, you ain't that hard to follow, but now… what the hell are you talking about?"
Vinnie shrugged, turning his gaze away. He clearly wasn't in the mood to tell her the whole story.
So, Modo did.
When he was done, Carbine's jaw was almost hanging on the floor.
"What the… Gotta admit, didn't see this one coming…"
"Join the club", Vinnie snapped at her.
"We need to inform Stoker about this", Carbine said, ignoring the white furred mouse.
"Ya know, this is the first time since, I dunno, since the day we've met I guess, you say something that actually makes sense", Vinnie said challenging. He just couldn't stop himself. Everytime he was near to the light gray furred female mouse, he felt the need to annoy her. To challenge her.
Carbine opened her mouth, but then…
"Stop bugging my right hand, punk."
Stoker walked into the infirmary, winking at the nurses who blushed and lowered their eyes.
"So, no cavalry needed, huh?", he asked when he saw Throttle lying in the bed.
"They just caught us by surprise, that's all, Stoke", the tan furred mouse answered tiredly.
Stoker clapped him on the arm.
"You can take the rest of the day off, rookie."
"Geez, thanks, coach… really, that's so generous of you…"
"I know, I know. Take it easy, will ya?", and Stoker looked at the rest. "Time for lunch. A perfect place to tell me what happened. Let's go."

Kiwi walked inside the Main Hall with Neo, Jax and Flash.
"After lunch, I'll give you your own tablet, since you told us you needed to leave your own equipment behind", Neo told her.
"Great!", Kiwi smiled and looked around her. She soon spotted her macho mouse, sitting at a table with Stoker, Modo and Carbine. She turned around to face her three new friends.
"See you guys later!", and she almost ran away.
Vinnie saw her approaching the table and jumped at his feet, pulling her in his arms when she was close enough.
"Sweetheart…", he mumbled happily, planting a kiss on the top of her head. "You okay?"
Kiwi looked up at him with twinkling eyes.
"More than okay! I had such a great morning!"
Stoker winked at her.
"Good to hear, beautiful. So the guys treated you okay, I suppose?"
"Yeah, they're very kind. And the technique that's standing in that room, oh my god, it's amazing, I can't believe it and…", she babbled happily, while sitting down next to Vinnie, who shoved a plate with food towards her, a small smile around his lips. He was happy to see she was doing okay. He had to admit, he had been worrying about her ever since Chaz ratted them out. But by the looks of things, she was already on her way to adjusting.
Good.
She kept babbling about all sort of things, but he hardly heard her. He could only stare at her, his heart pounding in his chest. She was so beautiful. Her soft lips, talking animated about her morning, her white teeth, her shiny hair, that cute little nose…
Desire filled his veins and he suddenly was having a hard time to not just jump at his feet, drag her with him and well… fuck her brains out. That sounded downright ordinair and cheap, but he couldn't help it that was just the way things were at this very moment.
Kiwi made eye contact with him and immediately trailed off while looking into his burning eyes, his ruby red eyes almost black.
Oh boy… The familiar tingle in her belly was back and she bit her lower lip, still staring at her macho mouse.
Stoker, who looked up from his plate to see why the girl suddenly had stopped talking, noticed the interaction between them. He cleared his throat and Kiwi's head jerked into his direction.
"Right. Ehm… So, where was I, I… Hey! Where's Throttle?"
"He's at the infirmary, Kiwi ma'am. No worries, he's fine. We were about to tell Stoke here about what happened."
Kiwi suddenly felt guilty. She'd totally forgotten about their mission because of her enthusiasm about her new task.
"Oh god, I'm so sorry, I was..", but Vinnie cut her off.
"... talking so much nobody could say another word, we know, sweetheart", and he winked playfully at her, his eyes still dark.
Kiwi blushed under his intense look and quickly focussed on Modo to avoid she was gonna rip off Vinnie's clothes right here, right now.
Carbine rolled her eyes and took another bite from her lunch, missing Throttle already.
"So, what happened?"
"We're used, that's what happened", the white furred mouse sulked.
Kiwi shook her head in confusion.
"What?"
Modo quickly explained what they'd found out.
Kiwi leaned back in her chair, her mouth wide open. Stoker was rubbing his chin, a thoughtful frown on his face.
After a few minutes, Kiwi found back her voice.
"Well, I've gotta admit, that cheese face sure knows how to keep surprising me…"
"We've gotta find out his plan…", Stoker added.
"Yeah, they tried, but apparently, blasting a way in ain't gonna work this time", Carbine mentioned.
"Hey! They just got us by surprise, lady. Trust me, next time we'll get the job done", Vinnie snapped at her, his fur a little bristled.
"Well, sometimes you just gotta solve things by using the brain…", Kiwi mumbled, a thoughtful look on her face.
Vinnie narrowed his eyes and crossed his arms before his chest.
"Ugh, come on! Where's the fun in that?"
"To me, it's a lotta fun. Listen to this. I can try to contact Chaz. Maybe he's ready to talk now. I think he's gonna be a much more reliable source when it comes to finding out what exactly has happened here…", Kiwi mused.
"Ha! Right. He's the one who's got us in this position in the first place, doll. Reliable indeed…"
Stoker and Modo opened their mouth at the same time, but Kiwi didn't need their help. She was perfectly able to talk to that walking ego herself.
Her stubborn macho mouse. Gosh, she loved him so much.
"Now this is just jealousy talking, Vin. The least we can do, is try. We've got nothing to lose, not anymore! And yeah, I think Chaz is way more honest than Limburger will ever be!"
Vinnie snorted, but said nothing. Somewhere deep down, he knew she was right. But no fucking way he was gonna say that out loud.
"Kiwi ma'am is right, bro. This can work", Modo nodded.
Stoker was somehow impressed by the fire that was inside that small built, almost fragile little human girl. Well, a quality that was required if you wanted to be with Vincent. But still…
"I think it's a good idea. You're right, we've got nothing to lose. So, you've got my permission, beautiful", and Stoker winked at her.
Vinnie saw it happen and narrowed his eyes. Hmmm...
Carbine swallowed her last bite and looked at Kiwi.
"Tomorrow after dinner, you'll take your oath. Are you sure you're ready for this?", but Kiwi was already nodding.
"Hell yeah, never been more ready. How does it work, this whole oath taking thingy?"
"You just repeat a few words with your hand on a ancient book, no biggie, sweetheart", Vinnie replied nonchalant.
Carbine rolled her eyes.
"It's a little bit more complicated, but yeah, something like that."
"Kiwi!"
Everybody looked up and saw Amira standing at their table, a huge pile of clothes in her arms. She looked around it, her big eyes blinking behind her glasses.
"I've found some clothes…"
"Only a few…", Vinnie muttered under his breath.
Honestly, women…
"... and I think it's time for a little try out…", Amire continued.
Vinnie's face lit up.
"Oeh, can I join?"
Everybody stared at him. He looked back at Kiwi, with that arrogant and slightly dirty smirk on his face.
"What? I don't mind seeing you naked, sweetheart, and don't you know it", and he wiggled his eyebrows.
Kiwi giggled, but shook her head.
"Sorry, macho mouse, but you've gotta sit this one out."
"Ah man…"
Kiwi gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and rose on her feet.
"See you guys later!"
Vinnie leaned with his head in his hands, his eyes followed Kiwi till she was outta sight.
Man. What a girl.

Kiwi was rushing through the hallways, finally wearing a outfit that fitted her. It turned out the whole pile that Amire was carrying with her was indeed her size and she now had a closet that almost burst outta it's hinges because of the amount of clothing. Kiwi couldn't be more happy, because everything was in the color of the Freedom Fighters and she somehow felt more at home wearing them. And she looked kinda badass. Her pants were brown, a little baggy with bags on the side. On top, a soft yellow shirt and a green vest. Her gun, the one she'd got from Vinnie for Christmas, was now safely in a leg holster that was strapped around her right leg. God, who would've thought she was gonna get to this point in her life? That she was rushing through a military base on Mars, wearing their clothes, carrying a gun.. A giggle escaped her mouth. She stopped for a moment, to investigate the feeling. A big smile appeared on her face and she quickly continued her way towards Braavos.
Yeah. It was official. She felt happiness. Wauw.
When she burst inside, the guys looked up from their work and they all smiled appreciatively.
"Wow, looking good, Kiwi", Jax blurted out, a faint blush on his cheeks.
Since she was wearing Vinnie's clothes when they'd met, which were way too big, they had no idea the human girl had curves like that.
"Yeah, the colours match your eyes perfectly", Flash nodded and Kiwi laughed.
"What the hell are you talking about, my eyes are blue..."
"Blue, green and yellow match perfectly!", the black furred mouse protested, but Neo shook his head.
"No way, dude, but nice try."
"Appreciate the effort", Kiwi added, still giggling. But then, her face grew serious.
"Boys, we've got a job to do."
"Only her first day here and she's already ordering us around", Jax moaned playfully.
"I suddenly remember why the 'no girls allowed' sign was hanging on that door", Flash agreed, but with a teasing smile.
"Oh, you guys are the worst", Kiwi chuckled.
"What is it what we need to do, Kiwi?", Neo asked.
"We need to get in touch with my ex boyfriend on Earth…"
"Your ex boyfriend? What the hell did he do wrong that you want to contact him from all the way here?", Flash asked, confused.
"Well, glad you ask. He's the one who rat us out."
"Autjs, now that's just harsh. He couldn't just say you were done?", Jax asked.
"We were already done. But no time to discuss my former love life. We have reason to believe he worked with Limburger."
"Now it's getting interesting", Neo smiled.
They had heard about Limburger. How the Biker Mice had dragged his sorry ass over here. How he escaped.
"I know, right. So, let's get to work!"

After a few hours, they'd managed to find a way how to call Chaz. Kiwi hesitated for a moment. She needed to mentally prepare herself for this one. No one needed to remind her about the importance of this call. How important it was she was gonna get information that could help them further.
So, that meant no yelling. No pointing fingers. No accusations. But that wasn't that easy. Only thinking about him made her blood boil.
Jax noticed her reluctance.
"You okay?", he asked, a little hesitant.
Kiwi closed her eyes for a moment.
"Well, I've gotta admit, this ain't something I really look forward to…"
"I figured."
The silver furred mouse glanced at her.
"So, I noticed at lunch you're with Vinnie now?"
Kiwi looked up surprised.
"You know Vinnie?"
"Everybody knows Vinnie", Flash interfered with their conversation. "Just like everybody knows Throttle and Modo. Maybe not all personal, but they're legends here on this base."
"Yeah, they're the Biker Mice. The best soldiers the Freedom Fighters ever had. And still has. They did a lot of good work, back in the days", Neo nodded.
"So, you guys know any of them personal?", Kiwi asked curious.
There was a silence for a moment, and Kiwi noticed there was a small tension hanging in the room all of a sudden.
"Of course, you don't need to answer that question if that's…", but Jax shook his head.
"I know them. I know Vinnie. Man, this is awkward, but he used to date my sister once…"
Kiwi's heart skipped a beat. Here we go again. She had the nagging feeling Vinnie's reputation was gonna follow her way longer than she wanted. She had no idea what to say.
Flash and Neo shared a look, knowing this was a touchy subject for Jax.
"I eh… I think he used to date a lot of sisters…", Kiwi finally managed to squeeze out.
The three males looked at her surprised and she gave them a small smile.
"I know about his reputation. He told me… So, no need to be shy about it."
"He also told you about Rose?", Jax asked, a sharp tone in his voice. He immediately raised his hands.
"I'm sorry, it's just…", but he trailed off when he saw the burning gaze from Kiwi.
"Rose was your sister?"
"Guess he told her…", Flash mumbled.
"So, that means you're Carbine's…"
"...nephew…", Neo finished her sentence before she could.
"That's right. So, that's the most obvious reason I know Throttle too, since they're dating for like ages now", Jax nodded.
Kiwi was speechless for a moment.
"God, Jax, I'm so sorry about Rose... ", she eventually said softly.
"Yeah well… Listen, I'm only gonna say this once, but you need to watch yourself, Kiwi. I like you. Not in a mushy, romantic way, but in the short time I know you now, you've proved yourself to be a sweet and smart girl. Just… be careful, okay? He's a… well, I just don't want you to end up like Rose…"
Kiwi let out her breath. They had no idea. They would never believe her if she was gonna tell them this was different. But what choice did she have?
"It's different… We eh… we're connected", she suddenly blurted out.
Smooth. Subtle.
The three males breathed in sharply.
Ah, so that meant something here. Maybe they were gonna believe her now.
Kiwi lay a hand on Jax his shoulder.
"Talk to Carbine. She knows the whole story. Ask her. It will give you some peace."
Jax stared at her for a moment, but then slowly nodded.
"Okay… I'll do that…"
Kiwi took a deep breath.
"Well, guess I'm gonna make that call now…"

"Hello?"
Kiwi relaxed a little. At least their hard work paid off and thank the mothers of Mars, he picked up the phone. She leaned back in her chair, giving her three male colleagues a nervous look, but they all smiled at her to encourage her.
Here goes nothing.
"Hey Chaz, it's me… Kiwi…"
They all heard him breathe in sharply, it echoed against the walls since he was on speaker.
"Kiwi? What… why are you calling me?"
His voice sounded a little surprised. But also suspicious. She couldn't blame him.
"I eh… I need answers…"
"I can't give you answers! I've gotta go now…"
"No!", Kiwi called out, but then closed her eyes for a moment and continued, a little bit calmer. "No. Please, Chaz… Don't hang up on me…"
A long silence, the soft noise of his breathing and the green light on the device they were using to make the call were the only signs he was still there.
"Where are you?", he eventually asked.
"Are you gonna believe me when I tell ya I'm on Mars?", Kiwi chuckled, trying to keep the conversation lightly.
The soft chuckle in return made clear it worked.
"If you asked me this a few months ago, I would've said no… but after everything that happened… You really are on Mars?"
"Yeah. It was the only place to go after… well, ya know…"
Chaz sighed.
"Look, Kiwi… I… I'm sorry. This whole thing… "
"You wanna make things right? Then, please… tell me why you did this. Tell me everything. I know there's more to it..."
Another silence. The three mice and Kiwi were staring at the device as if they could stare the answers outta it.
"Okay… Okay… I think I owe you that... "
"You kinda do…", Kiwi said softly, but friendly.
This was going way smoother than she could've dreamed off. Hearing his voice, hearing the emotions hidden behind it, made it a lot more easy for her to keep her calm. He was, after all, once a very good friend of hers.
"It all started months ago, when my step dad asked me if I could do a favor for him. You should know that he's a cop… He's working for a unit that's called Special Crimes. Sometimes I help him out with missions, mostly hacking jobs. This one was different. He needed me to go undercover, to help them on a mission that had something to do with interplanetary intruders. I laughed at him the first time he asked, thought he'd lost his mind. But then he mentioned your name. That triggered my interest. That was also the reason he asked me, because I knew you. You trusted me."
Kiwi was listening almost breathless. Months ago… this whole thing had been in progress all this time and they had no idea…
"How did you step dad find out about the mice?"
"A woman called Flo Barker told the police a very interesting story. I think that name must ring any bells?"
"Oh, they ring alright…", Kiwi sighed.
"Well, she wasn't the first one. The police first didn't believe it, but after a few incidents, mainly with Limburger Tower crumbling into dust once in a while, they looked further into it and that's when my step dad got the case. The further he digged, the more strange things popped up. Like tire prints with a profile that was never seen before on this planet. Shrapnels made from a unidentifiable material. Holes in buildings, made by lasers that didn't exist in their opinion, but the holes were there… The big boss from a secret department of the government, Blaze Ross, was found dead and they discovered small hairs on the crime scene, also unidentifiable… "
Kiwi closed her eyes. Jesus… All this time… All this time they thought they'd got away with everything.
But apparently, they didn't. Fucking hell, obviously they didn't.
"Eventually, the trace led to you. It was my job to find out what the hell was going on at your place. So, meeting you in that supermarket wasn't really a… coincidence…"
Kiwi was speechless, so Chaz continued.
"The bruises on your arm gave me the perfect opportunity. To play the meddling ex boyfriend. Although I've gotta admit, I was worried about you. And when I met the mice, I knew my worry wasn't uncalled for…"
"Can we please just stay with the facts? Please?", Kiwi managed to bring out.
"Eh, yeah, fine… I guess… Anyway, right after we met in the supermarket, I walked to my car, and suddenly, the famous Lawrence Limburger was standing in front of me…"
They all sat upright. Now things were gonna get real interesting.
"He'd figured out what I was up to. He offered me a chance. Well, truth to be told, he offered me a lot of money. The only thing I needed to do was collect evidence and tell everyone. Not just the police, no, but anyone who mattered in the USA. I rejected his offer. But he insisted. Threatened to hurt you. My mom. My step dad. Anyone I cared about, actually…"
"But… why? Why did he want you to sell them out that badly?", Kiwi asked confused. This didn't make any sense.
"I dunno… All I know he was desperate. Seemed to me his sorry ass was on the line. Anyway, the night I left your house, ya know, when that brown mouse with the funky glasses erased my memory, he apparently took me with him and that weird dokter of him, what's his name, Garfunkle...?"
"Karbunkle…", Kiwi said toneless.
"Right. He brought back my memory. I needed a few days to recover from that, and after that, I set the whole thing in motion. I had no choice. I couldn't tell you what was going on, the life of my family was on the line. God, what a mess…"
His voice broke. Kiwi felt tears burning behind her eyes.
Jesus. He should've told them. He should've trusted them. The mice would've find a way to turn this around. But too late for that.
Obviously.
"Chaz, I'm… Jesus, you should've told me…"
"I was scared… I tried to protect you. To take you with me. But my plan backfired and you refused. I called you, that awful day, to get you out before things would get ugly. But again, you refused. And now… now you're on Mars… Jesus, Kiwi, I'm so sorry…"
He was crying now. Kiwi squeezed her eyes and a tear escaped through her lashes. She suddenly felt a warm hand on hers, and she looked up, seeing Jax giving her a sympathetic smile. She smiled back, although sad.
"Chaz… It's okay. It wasn't your fault. I just wished you should've told me… We could've helped you. The mice are the good guys here… They would've helped you… "
"I know… I know now… but I just wasn't sure if I could trust them. The white one scared the shit outta me. Jesus, I still his burning eyes… almost burning a hole in my skull… Besides, do ya really think it makes a difference to those fancy guys in suits who're running this country? Heroes or not, they're aliens… and obviously not welcome."
Kiwi sighed. This whole thing was one huge ass big misunderstanding. And if they all just had talked to each other, this would never have happened. But she couldn't turn back time. Things were the way they were now.
"Thanks for telling me this… You sure you don't know anything about Limburger? Why he all planned this? Anything?"
"No… Like I said, he was desperate. As if he needed to leave this planet as soon as possible, but he somehow needed the mice for his plan… That's all I know…"
"And the police never found out about him before all this? Only about the mice?"
"As far as I know, that's correct. If he hadn't interfered with this whole thing himself, we wouldn't have known…"
"Okay. Take care, Chaz."
"So, this is it? You're never coming back?"
His voice was shaky.
"No, Chaz. I'm never coming back. My place is here now. The mice are my family now. Mars is my home now…"
Jax, Flash and Neo shared a look. To hear a human, someone from a entirely different species, say this, was… well, it made her special.
She cared. A lot.
Nobody forced her to. But she did. Care.
"Okay… Well, guess this is a final goodbye then…"
"Guess it is… Hey, Chaz? Can you do something for me?"
"Anything…"
"You know Ruby, right? Please, tell her I'm okay. That I'm with the mice, on Mars. Tell her… tell her that I love her and I'll never forget about her... "
Kiwi broke. Tears streamed down her face. In all the fuss she'd forgotten about Ruby. But she now realized she was never gonna see her again. And that broke her heart.
"I will. Take care, Kiwi. May we meet again…"
"May we meet again…", Kiwi sobbed and broke the connection.

She took a few deep breaths to grab herself together. After wiping off her face, she looked at the three male mice next to her, who looked back slightly uncomfortable, as if they had no clue how to handle a crying woman. They probably didn't. Men...
"We need to find everything we can about Limburger's financial situation. I've got me a feeling deep down this is, as always, all about money. So, only one thing to do then… follow the money."

So, Limburger's plan slowly reveals.
And what is it with Stoker? Does he has a thing for Kiwi?
That sure would complicate things.
At least Kiwi has made some friends. Alone is just so alone.

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Till next time, guys!