"Vincent, take a look and see what happened." Throttle said through clenched teeth, keeping his eyes screwed shut.
"Nope. You're the fearless leader, you do it," Vinnie refused, firmly keeping his hands over his eyes.
"On the count of three, all of us look," Modo reasoned.
"1…"
"2…"
"3." Opening their eyes, they looked at each other in shock. "What in the name of the goddess happened?" Vinnie shrieked. "We're-we're furless."
"I think you mean we look like Earth men."
"Apparently, I need to make some adjustments," Charley muttered. Trying to appear nonchalant, not because she was angry at her wrong assumptions with the machine, but because she had three very studly human guys in her garage.
"I feel naked."
"Shut up, Vincent." Throttle growled, smacking Vinnie upside the head. "Charley, you can fix it right? Right? Charley? Mars to Charlene. Hello!" Throttle called, waving his hand in front of the female mechanic's face.
"Hmm? Oh yes, I just have to adjust the settings. But it's not all that bad, you know. At least, not for me that is." The woman mumbled to herself, secretly enjoying the view. "Just let me change this and tweak that and you'll be as good as new. All right, line back up and get ready. Here we go!" She said, closing her eyes and made a wish.
"Uhh, well, this is a little better. Can you get us down now, Charley-girl?"
Looking up, the Earth woman sighed with resignation. "Sure, Throttle. Give me a minute and hang on to something. We don't need the three of you floating away now do we." She addressed the Martians who were back to being their furry selves, but were now floating on the ceiling.
Once again Charley modified the useless machine, closed her eyes and aimed.
"Stop closing your eyes! It's not helping!" Vinnie yelled just as she pulled the trigger.
Hearing a thud, she peeked with one eye and started laughing uncontrollably. "This. Is. Not. Funny," a very feminine voice snarled.
"I'm sorry Vinnie," Charley gasped out, tried to keep face and failed. "But this is priceless! In fact, I think we should just leave you like this." She choked out, trying to get herself under control. "I mean no more machismo attitudes and showboat stunts. The four of us will actually have something in common."
The three formerly male Biker Mice glared at their friend, attempting to cover their now maidenly figures.
"Charley ma'am, don't take this the wrong way, just shoot us again. Wait. What are you doing with that camera?"
"Charley put that down now." Throttle warned.
"No way, I need blackmail for when Stoker comes back for a visit." Charley smirked and snapped a photo.
"You are evil."
"Keep that in mind, fellas, or should I say ladies, when you want to destroy my garage and leave me with the clean-up." With that she aimed Karbunkle's ray at the miserable Martians and fired.
After the yellow glow dissipated from the three bodies and the idiotic device finished shorting out, Charley sighed in exhaustion. No longer were the Bros females, they were back to their very male selves, but now they were in a whole other ball game.
"You are just getting a kick out of this aren't you?" She asked the Biker Infants from Mars. "As if you weren't enough of a headache before," she teased, kneeling down to get a better look at the infant mice. "Though you are much cuter like this," gently bopping Modo on his nose. Vinnie gave her a toothful smile, scrunching up his eyes doing so. "Unfortunately for all of us, I need to replace some wires. I really hope that you three do not do anything too…disgusting until I get this fixed. That is one thing I really refuse to deal with." Charley shuddered as she gathered the adorable little fuzzies and gave them a little more of a squeeze than necessary.
"I'm the cutest one, babe," boasted the white furred wonder.
"Of course you can still talk. Why not? Why should this job be easy?" The mechanic quipped. "Do anything, other than being quiet, and I will make you three regret it for the rest of your lives."
Charley found some new wires and replaced the burnt out ones and readied the instrument for another stab in the dark at fixing the Bros. Luck finally gave the poor Earth woman a break, and kept the mice from causing any trouble or headache to the lovely mechanic until she fixed the short out. But misfortune had a better advantage; as Charley had misfire after misfire. The unlucky mice were turned from one thing to another. From being froze solid to their fur growing out and making them look like Wookiees, which only caused Vinnie to run round "speaking Wookiee" and driving Throttle to the breaking point by referring him as Han Solo. They only managed to get him calmed down by Charley and Modo threatening to take an electric shaver to him.
After a quick brawl, they kept trying, only to keep missing their goal. They went from becoming twelve feet tall to having their minds switch to each other bodies to dying their fur a vibrant Pepto-Bismol pink to invisible. The last one caused much grief to Charley as Vincent refused to give up his position and she spent a good hour swinging at air to find him. Finally catching him, she made one more alteration and once more took aim, only to have strangest sight yet.
"It's strange," Vinnie stated. "I feel the need to play hockey and find a dragon." Charley looked at the once furred Martian Mouse in wonder. He now was a six foot duck, with a golden hockey mask on his face and what looked like a cross between hockey attire and armor.
"I feel very comfortable." Modo scrutinizing his new look. Giving him a double take, Charley took note of his appearance. Her recently gray furred friend was now green skinned and dressed in blue shorts, cape and boots with two green bandoleers crossing his chest. How they also managed to change clothes with this change was beyond her.
"Where's Throttle?" She asked, not seeing him in her line of vision.
"Narf!" Looking down, her eyes widened for a third time. The once tan furred Martian leader was now an actual Earth mouse; if you could call him that. He was now white with what was the white part of the eye now blue and black pupils. He had a bulbous red nose, blunt buck teeth and a bare tail.
"Are you pondering what I am pondering?" he asked Charley, in his new Cockney accent.
"I-I-I don't know. What are you pondering?" she stammered.
"If Jimmy cracks corn, and no one cares, why does he keep doing it?"
Blinking, she stands up, walks back to the ridiculous piece of machinery and gives it a hearty kick in aggravation. Said machinery starts bucking and sparking like it was throwing a fit. She threw herself under her work bench and watched in wonder and horror as it shot out bolts of light in all directions. With Lady Luck finally giving pity to the four friends; bolts of light hit the three alien beings and turned them back into their regular selves.
"All I wanted was one day to myself; was that too much to ask." She questioned to no one in particular. "But no, the Powers that Be must send me trial after trial." She grumbled as she began picking up the disaster area that was once her garage as the Bros thumped each other on the back and joked about their day. "The only good thing that came from this is that I got some excellent blackmail for those wrench heads when Stoker or Carbine comes to visit."
Disclaimer: I do not own the Biker Mice or related characters or places. I also do not own any Wookiees or Han Solo or Star Wars. I do not own The Mighty Ducks: the Animated Series or Martian Manhunter from the DC Universe. I do not own Pinky from Pinky and the Brain. They belong to their respected owners. If I did I would have money, but since I do not have money, I do not own them.
A/N: I would like to thank griff-chan for placing the picture of the Bros as humans into my brain with the story Metamorphosis. I would also like to credit inuficcrzy for inspiring me with her The First stories and Oberoniss with the Biker Mice as females; which can be found in The Firsts. Kashito91, thanks for the late night conversations. All credit is given where credit due.
A/N: Are you wondering why Vinnie turned into Wildwing from Disney's The Mighty Ducks the animated series; Modo into Martian Manhunter from the DC Universe; and Throttle into Pinky from Spielburg's Pinky and the Brain? That is because the voice actors for the Mice also did the voices for their respected characters.
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