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So, here's another chapter. A little peace and quitness after all the drama. But there will be more action and drama soon. Enjoy!
Chapter twenty one
The next few days everybody on the base was busy with cleaning up the mess from the attack to make the base livable again. The saved prisoners were in good hands with the experienced medical team. Luckily, the base was big enough to give shelter to all of them.
Gaya had survived the attack and was awake. Fortunately, she didn't appear to have any brain damage and was already out of bed. Violet was very happy her friend had made it and was okay. Somebody else also seemed very pleased about it. Modo was almost the whole time by her side, to help her recover. When Violet had asked him why he was so devoted, Modo had just waved it away with a blush on his face.
"Somebody needs to do it and I've got the time."
But they all could see it was more than that. Nobody asked or said it out loud though. Time would tell.
Flint didn't survived the attack. Well, that's what they were thinking. The guy was nowhere to be found. Vinnie couldn't care less. Violet had told him that Flint had apologized for his behaviour, but Vinnie didn't want to hear it. When you had crossed the line, you had crossed the line. Vinnie didn't believe in second chances. So, good riddance. Violet let it be. She knew that both of the males had a resemble character and that collided. Like two male lions who were fighting for their territory. Only one could win. And of course, that was Vinnie. No surprise there.
Finally, after a week or two of hard work, most of the traces from the attack were wiped away. The virus was carefully hidden until there was a plan how to destroy it without causing any damage. Carbine had decided to give a little party in the bar. She knew everybody could need the break after everything that had happened. They all deserved a night off. Just to have fun.
Throttle was slightly surprised that it was Carbine who came up with the idea. She was the one who normally couldn't let go of her 'work' as general. But even she needed a little break. So much had happened and there was only so much she could take. For now, at this moment, it was time to relax a little. Now they had the time, which was rare when you were living in a war. The Plutarkians were awfully quiet since the attack from the Freedom Fighters. Probably licking their wounds. Before the next disaster would occur, they needed to use this rare moment of peace and quietness.
That night everybody gathered at the bar. The ambiance was relaxed and happy. Everybody needed this break. To pretend for one night that everything was alright. That they were living a normal life, without war, chaos and disaster. They had decided to make the best of it.
Throttle, Carbine, Vinnie, Violet, Modo, Gaya, Jake and Stoker were sitting together by a table in the corner. Everybody was having a good time, especially Vinnie and Violet. Turned out that Violet had the same less self control as Vinnie. So, they both had already drank way more than the rest of the group. They were loud and having a lot of fun together. Violet was sitting on Vinnie's lap and they were laughing at something only those two lovebirds could understand.
Throttle shook his head. They were perfect for each other. And at least they were having a good time. He looked at Carbine, who didn't even looked annoyed because of the noise that Violet and Vinnie made. She had a glittering in her eyes which Throttle hadn't seen in a long time. She was actually having fun! Who would have thought that this day would come. Then he turned his gaze at Modo, who was in a deep conversation with Gaya. The poor guy probably didn't even know that the expression on his face told everything. He was head over heels with this girl. But Gaya had the same look. Throttle could only hope that Modo finally could move on after the tragic loss of his wife all those years ago.
Violet climbed from Vinnie's lap, almost fell on the ground because of the alcohol in her system, but managed to stay on her feet. She spread her arms. "Tadaaaa! I'm going for shots, who is with me?", she yelled with a blush on her cheeks.
Vinnie immediately responded. "Me!", as he held up his hand. Violet gave him a high five. Throttle looked at both of them, and as their leader, he couldn't help himself to ask.
"Is that really a good idea? Seems to me you guys already had enough."
"Oh shut up, Throttle. We don't need a babysitter. Quit spoiling the fun bro! Live a little!", Vinnie said. Throttle shook his head.
"If living means living by your standards, then I'll pass, thank you."
Violet was already at the bar, ordering shots for everybody. A male mouse, who she recognized from the fight a few days ago, stood next to her. He gave her a appreciative look. "Hey gorgeous, can I buy you a drink?", he asked while getting closer to her and he swung his arm around Violet's shoulder. Violet gave him a dirty look and shaked his arm off her shoulders. "No thanks", and she grabbed the blade with the shots. When she turned around, the guy pinched her ass. She froze and slowly turned around. She was about to say something when the guy suddenly was yanked away from her. Unfortunately for the guy, Vinnie had seen that he was touching his girl. Without her permission. That would always flame up his anger. And the alcohol fed it. That guy really needed a lesson. Nobody was allowed to touch his girl without her permission.
Throttle saw Vinnie jump of his seat and yanking the guy away from Violet. "Oh no, here we go again…", he sighed and then raised his voice while he was getting up from his chair. "VINCENT! Don't!"
Vinnie was about to punch the guy in the face, but his fist stopped inches from the guy's face when he heard Throttle. He lowered his hand and with reluctance, he let the guy go. Violet took him by the arm and dragged him back to the group. "It's okay, Vinnie. Let it go. He didn't hurt me."
The guy, who first was relieved that he didn't get punched in the face, smiled arrogant.
"Looks like your babysitter is calling for you. Better hurry, or else you will be grounded!", he laughed.
Throttle closed his eyes and his he buried his face in his hands. "He shouldn't have said that.."
Modo agreed. "Nope, he definitely shouldn't have said that.."
Vinnie turned around by hearing the guy and marched right at him. He clenched his fist and punched the guy knockout. He walked back to the group, an angry look on his face. He grabbed a shot and drank it empty in one sib. "Babysitter", he growled. "Pfuh! Do I look like I need a babysitter?!" He sat down again. Violet took place next to him, a little confused about what just had happened. Everybody stared at Vinnie. Vinnie looked around the table, looking slightly annoyed. "What?"
Throttle sighed. "Never mind." He didn't want to spoil their only evening off by trying to teach his bro something about self control.
Violet crawled on his lap again. "My hero", she giggled, obviously drunk. Vinnie kissed her and they both completely forgot their environment. Before things were getting out of hand, Modo whistled. "Yo! Get a room!"
Vinnie raised his middle finger and without stop with kissing Violet, he scooped her in his arms and carried her outside. They could hear his bike leaving.
"Aahh, finally some peace and quietness", Carbine sighed with a smile. Normally, she couldn't stand Vinnie's sometimes childish behaviour and of course she was glad that the peace was restored, but she could feel some kind of admire towards Vinnie. How free he acted, letting go of his worries and just live in the moment. How irritating that white furred loudmouth could be sometimes, they all could learn a little from him. Not too much though. One Vinnie was enough alright.
They all enjoined the rest of the evening and smiled to themselves when Modo insisted to bring Gaya back to the base, with the excuse it wasn't safe to go alone. Gaya, who was blushing very hard, protested a little, but soon agreed with Modo.
"I'm happy for him", Carbine said while they all watched them leave the bar. Throttle and Stoker agreed. After everything that had happened, Modo deserved to be happy. But then, didn't they all?
Oh oh, Vinnie. So hard to control. ;) Please review! :)