(W.W.T) I just want to say thank you to everyone who left a review to let me know they were enjoying the story. I would also like to leave a special thank you for Youkai55 for all their help and advice I really appreciate it more than I can say. That being said Things are about to start picking back up at work and I'm afraid my posting schedule may become a bit more sporadic I will still be working on future chapters. I'm just not sure when I'll be able to get them edited and uploaded so please bear with me for a bit there's going to be more my over active imagination will see to that. But in the meantime please enjoy the next chapter.
Disclaimer: Bmfm not mine (except Oc and story Idea) need sleep I stayed up late working on this no sue Zzzzzzzz….
Chapter 5 (Cry another day)
[The gang plus one]
Throttle leaned forward on his bike folding his arms across the handle bars as the chagrined trio came out from the small area that Charley used to store a handful of odds and ends items (including the first aid kit).
"You know Bro" Throttle said addressing Vinnie.
"It's not very nice to go around accusing guests of things along those particular lines" Throttle said the corners of his mouth curling up.
Vinnie shrugged looking only mildly apologetic.
"Not my fault if what I remember best about Ms. Itchy fingers is her tendency to grab first and ask questions later" Vinnie said breaking out in a grin as he shot Chair a glance over his shoulder.
Chair narrowed her eyes back at him while tamping down on the grade school urge to stick her tongue out at him.
Vinnie wisely choose to increase his pace as Chair's foot suddenly came dangerously close to tromping on the tip of his tail.
Prompting a surprised yelp from the younger mouse, and a laugh from Charley and Throttle as a subdued and still mildly blushing Modo brought up the rear of the group.
"Serves you right for picking on them" Charley added from where she stood next to Throttle, as Vinnie quickly made a beeline across the garage and away from the irate Chair to stand safely behind the mouse leader and Mechanic.
"Don't pay him much mind" Charley said shifting her attention from the hightailing mouse to Chair where she stood across the room shooting daggers in the white mouse's direction.
"He's just trying to get a rise out of you" Charley said drawing Chairs attention away from Vinnie.
Vinnie Snorted, "It sounded more to me like she was trying to get a rise out of Mmmmph…."he started only to cut of mid-sentence as Throttle reached out to cover Vinnie's mouth with his hand.
"Ignore him, his self-preservation instincts are on the frits" Throttle said giving Chair an apologetic glance.
" Kid crashed his bike one too many times without a helmet ."Modo added dryly stepping up next to Chair, Who offered him a small smile in return.
" Well that explains a lot" Chair said a touch of humor coating her voice as she angled another glare in Vinnies direction.
Vinnie's muffled "(Hey!)" Could just be made out from behind Throttles hand as he made a face back in Chair's direction.
"Cool it Bro or from the looks of that glare she's shooting in your direction, you keep this up and Modo's not going to be the only one trying to pepper your hide with laser beams." Throttle said keeping his hand firmly in place an extra minute, to make sure Vinnie wasn't about to open his mouth and insert both his feet again before finally releasing him.
Vinnie rubbed at his mouth and chin a moment before leaning over to roughly shove the mouse leader causing him to stumble back a step.
Throttle promptly pushed him back the process repeating itself until the abrupt shoving match finally devolved into all out wrestling.
Taking in Chairs startled expression at the sudden turn of events Modo half-heartedly called out for them to knock it off as he made his way across the garage with the intent of breaking up the small skirmish.
Reaching the two Modo bent down to pull them apart only to stumble back as a stray limb happened to catch him squarely across the jaw.
Rubbing at his sore chin Modo looked back at Chair a grin suddenly splitting his face.
"Well you know what they say if you can't beat em!'" he said with a shrug before diving into the Malay head first with an excited whoop!
Charley made her way carefully over to Chair side stepping the rolling mess of Martians with practiced ease as they flipped and slammed themselves exuberantly around the garage.
Chair openly stared in stunned bewilderment her mouth slightly agape as she took in the bizarre site for a few more minutes before turning her befuddled gaze to Charley.
"Is…this a regular occurrence? "She asked the mechanic as Charley came to a stop next to her.
"Afraid so." Charley answered as the two women continued to watch the males wrestle in an every roughening display of testosterone.
"Should we stop them?" Chair asked biting her lip as she looked back over at Charley in concern.
"With what a tank?" Charley asked wryly, before taking in Chairs worried expression.
"Hey Relax they do this all the time they're just playing."
"It's like… a Martian bonding thing. Nobody ever actually gets hurt."
"Heck I've actually played with them before, for all the roughness they display they can also be surprisingly careful" Charley said.
Right before a resound crash echoed throughout the garage causing the mechanics shoulders to slump as a long suffering expression crossed her face.
"Of course that same care doesn't always extend to the surrounding furniture or walls" Charley added on a sigh.
As she refocused on the rolling mass of fury limbs and tails as the males finally came to a stop in a laughing panting heap at the feet of the two females.
The males suddenly found themselves looking up into Charley's carefully blank face as she stared down at them arms crossed.
" You furbrains are planning on cleaning that up now aren't you? "Charley said her tone almost deceptively sweet.
"Uh oh bro's Modo" said looking up at her.
"I know that tone" Vinnie muttered from where he lay flopped with both eyes closed.
"Charley babe this wouldn't happen to be one of those situations where it sounds like you're asking?" Throttle started.
" But I'm really not." Charley finished raising one eyebrow as she glared down at the mouse leader.
"Just what do think smart guy?" Charley asked as she continued to stare down at the males.
"I think …that we're going to get started cleaning that up right away Right Bro's" Throttle said with a nervous laugh as Modo and Vinnie chimed in with their own affirmatives.
"Good while you three take care of that, Chair and I will go discus what all needs to be done, when it comes to fixing up her truck" Charley said turning away and motioning for Chair to follow her to the section of the garage where her truck was located.
[15 minutes later]
"Is It really going to cost that much?" Chair asked as she stared down at the slip of paper Charley had totaled up the (discounted) labor and parts on for her flinching as she compared it to the parsley sum left in her bank.
(Even if she cleaned out the remainder of both her savings and checking account the combined amount still wouldn't cover more than half of it.) Chair thought morosely.
Charley stared over at Chair contemplative a moment; "well…you said you're between jobs at the moment right?" Charley asked waiting as Chair slowly nodded her head.
Charley stared at her a few more minutes as she obviously mulled something over. Chair fidgeted nervously biting her lip as she watched Charley's face wondering what the young mechanic was thinking.
"I can more or less tell by the look on your face that even with the discounts on parts and me almost working for free that you don't really have the money to cover the repairs" Charley finally said.
"You can tell that just by my face?" Chair asked curiously glancing over at the younger women.
"Well I wouldn't recommend poker as a game of choice for you anytime soon" Charley said with a small smile before continuing,
"What I would like to recommend is a trade" Charley added.
"A trade for what?" Chair asked looking over at Charley quizzically.
"A trade of services, yours for mine." Charley said with a shrug.
"As you can imagine the guys can be a bit of a handful to keep up with and as a result, I've gotten behind on a few things" Charley answered.
"Well I'm more than happy to agree…but I'm afraid my skills with a wrench would leave more than a few things to be desired." Chair said wryly.
Causing Charley to laugh
"That's not exactly what I meant. You mentioned applying to be a receptionist earlier and what I'm asking wouldn't be that different."
" I need someone to answer the phone and reschedule clients for the times I'm available . Maybe help me straighten out some of the paper work that's piled up around here, before I misplace something important and end up audited" Charley said.
" At least we could give it a trial run you already know about the guys so that's out of the way and after the parts are payed of and If it looks like it's working out, maybe I could hire you on part time for a while at least until you find something else." Charley added looking over at Chair.
"So… basically what you're telling me is not only will you fix my vehicle for free, but you also want to offer me a job a paying JOB! Simply to stay here and answer the phones while you're out."
"Write down a few messages and maybe sort some papers for you?" Chair asked calmly while staring at Charley.
"That would be a Yes" Charley said watching Chair closely for any indication of interest.
" Sooo…What do you say?" Charley asked as a small silence stretched between them.
"I say pinch me because I think I'm dreaming and baring that… I say HELL YES!" Chair finished on an enthusiastic cry.
Suddenly lunging forward and hugging the other women. "I'm so happy I could kiss you!" Chair said her hands still on a startled Charley's shoulders.
"Hey wait a second hand's off!" Vinnie cried as he quickly stepped around the corner broom in hand, only to draw up short his expression conflicted and almost pained as he took in the sight of the two women so close together.
" I think you girl's may have just broke" Vinnie Throttle added with a laugh as Vinnie continued to stare dumbfounded at the two females as if waiting for the mentioned kiss.
"Kid probably doesn't know whether to be jealous or just upset he doesn't have his camera" Modo added coming around the corner and waving on hand in front of the stunned white mouse's face.
Realizing the predicament at the same time Chair quickly released Charley's shoulders as the mechanic took a hasty step back both women looking at the stunned mouse a moment before turning to face the other and bursting out into laughter.
"It's just an expression…But I've really got to start doing a better job of keeping my hands to myself" Chair said winding down from her laughing fit and grinning over at Charley.
"I'll say!" added Vinnie snapping out of his stupor.
"You've already gone after the big guy here and Throttle and now you've got your hands all over Charley girl" Vinnie finished crossing his arms indignantly.
Charley's eyes suddenly flashed with mischief as she looked over at Chair the corners of her mouth curling up.
"If I didn't know any better I'd say you were feeling a bit left out there Vinnie" Charley said the ghost of a smile curling the edges of her lips as she glanced over at the white mouse .
"It must be hard on that ego of yours since Chair hasn't done more than glance at you." Charley added her eyes glinting with amusement.
That's not what I mea…Vinnie started to say only to cut off as Chair suddenly spoke up.
"You know I can remedy that for you" Chair said taking her cue from Charley's tone and stepping in Vinnies direction causing him to stumble backwards and hold up his hands as if to fend her of.
Charley lost her composer at the same time Chair did both females briefly making eye contact before bursting into a fit of giggles clueing Vinnie into the lack of intent behind the suggestion.
Vinnie quickly tried to cover his nervous retreat with a cough turning to cross his arms and huff in agitation when this only served to make the other inhabitants of the garage laugh harder at the white mouse's discomfited state.
" So?" Chair said as she turned back towards Charley. "When do I start?"
[Chair two weeks later]
"I'm sorry sir."
"The last Chance's mechanic is out at the moment and I'm not sure when exactly she'll be back."
"You said this is …Bert? Correct?"
"Ok hold on one moment...Yes! Found it! She did leave a note here stating the parts you ordered should be in sometime this Friday if that's any help. Ok yes…you're welcome Goodbye."
Chair gave a relieved sigh as she hung up the Phone before leaning back in her seat and stretching out the kinks in her spine.
Charley and the guys had headed out earlier that morning something about trouble with a plastic and silicone dissolving… (Purple blob creature?) decimating down town Chicago.
Chair glanced up at the clock for what must have been the 8th time in the past hour feeling a tinge of worry as she noted how much time had passed since they had left.
Needing a distraction Chair stood up and walked across the garage and flicked on the radio fiddling with the dial a moment until she picked up a station that wasn't hard rock or metal.
The guys usually dominated the music selections for the day refereed every now and then by an exasperated Charley when she'd decided she'd had enough.
Chair actually didn't mind the rock but she understood where Charley was coming from. There was only so much Metalicrank a person could take in a day before they started craving a little peace and quiet.
But since there was no one here at the moment to protest the station change that more or less freed things up for Chair to make her own musical selections.
" While the mice are away…"Chair said turning up the volume as the first notes of Steve winwood's Higher love began coming through the speakers.
Chair took a few steps back as the music filled the room nodding her head slightly to the upbeat tune a moment before throwing in a small hip shimmy feeling the urge to move along with the song sweep over her as it picked up.
Chair gave in to the need to dance, kicking off her shoes and moving out into the garage where she had more room to maneuver.
Chair loved to dance it was one of the few things that made her forget how clumsy and awkward she often felt.
It was also the one thing guaranteed to help take her mind of her concern for (a certain grey furred Martian) and the rest of her new friends.
Going up on her toes Chair started with few basic moves to shake the dust off so to speak feeling her body fall into the familiar rhythm as the moves and music swept through her.
Chair moved across the room in a series of pique turns before shifting into a double pirouette that rapidly devolved into a pump turn as the songs tempo picked up.
Chair smiled feeling the thrill dancing had always given her as she lost herself in the moment and moved on instinct her steps and moves becoming more elaborate as she went.
Chair closed her eyes as she felt the song winding down finishing on another double pirouette and coming to wrest in the center of the garage freezing in a croise position as the last notes died out.
Chair beamed her breathing harsh as her racing heartbeat slowly returned to normal.
Chair opened her eyes only to find herself staring into Modo's startled gaze feeling a blush spread across her Cheeks as she took in the equally stunned expressions of Charley and the other two males behind him as well.
(That's it I'm getting my hearing checked. I mean honestly how often am I going to miss them pulling up on those damn bikes. It's not exactly like they have a silent mode) Chair thought ruefully.
(Although Chair honestly wouldn't put it past Charley to eventually add some form of stealth function to them down the road.)
"Uh…Hi" Chair said self-concisely as they continued to gape at her.
Vinnie seemed to recover the quickest from his stupor breaking the awkward silence with a drawn out whistle.
"Wow those are some moves you got there doll." He started only to be cut off by an excited Charley.
"That was amazing! Where did you learn to dance like that?! "She asked side stepping around Vinnie and making a beeline across the garage to Chair.
"Oh …uh well I studied ballet along with other forms of dance since I was a little girl" Chair said looking into the excited face of the slightly taller women.
"Wait! Why are we talking about this?"
"What happened with the blob monster!?" Chair asked suddenly concerned as she took in the goop splattered group around her.
"Oh that? That's taken care of" Charley said dismissively as if defeating giant destructive masses of evil where an almost everyday occurrence.
(Which Chair supposed for them they kind of were.)
Charley pulled Chair further into the garage followed closely by a curious Vinnie as she continued to ask Chair about her dancing.
Chair glanced briefly over her shoulder once in Modo's direction before turning back to try and answer some of Charley's rapid fire questions.
Modo stood perfectly still as he stared after the two earth females mildly stunned by the unusual and oddly alluring sight of Chair's dancing and the expression of pure joy that had painted her features as she had finished.
In fact Modo continued to stand in place even as Throttle moved from where he'd been observing the whole exchange (including Modo's reaction to Chair) to come up beside the large Martian.
Throttle chuckled as he took in Modo's expression reaching up to clap the stunned male across the shoulder breaking the male out of his almost trance like state.
"You might want to close your mouth Bro."
"You'll catch flies like that" Throttle said a knowing smile ghosting his lips as he thought about his own reaction the first time he'd seen Carbine in full temper her beautiful eyes lit up and flashing as she bawled him out.
(Although he doubted the obvious display of arousal he'd been sporting afterword's much to their equal embarrassment had been what she was aiming for) Throttle thought wryly before he followed the women and Vinnie into the garage.
Modo blinked coming back to himself his demeanor taking on a somewhat abashed air as he followed after the rest of the group.
[Charley and Chair gradually joined by the others]
"You said you studied ballet for years and from what I just saw you're really good."
"If you don't mind me asking why aren't you trying to find a position with a dance company or something like that?" Charley asked curiously as she watched Chair fiddle nervously with a stack of papers on the desk.
"Well…"Chair hedged a moment as she tried to think of a way to explain her situation.
"I love dancing and I spent years learning different forms of it, but ballet was always the one I came back to."
"It was the main reason I wanted to do any of it. I dedicated a good portion of my time learning and perfecting as many parts of it as I could."
"My grandfather even found me a private instructor a good friend of his to help me with the parts he couldn't teach me himself."
"In fact after completing my lessons with his and her encouragement I actually spent a couple years trying to get into some of the private dance and ballet studios just here in the area."
"But even though I know my Choreography and my moves are performed correctly I've never made it past the initial try outs and auditions. "Chair said her voice slowly dropping in pitch but still clear.
"Why on earth not? I may not know a lot about the finer points of ballet but even I can tell your good" Charley asked bewildered.
" Part of it's just me…I guess" Chair said with a shrug.
" I'm not what their looking for when it comes to dancers" Chair finished her voice taking on a dejected note.
"What do you mean? "Charley asked.
Modo subconsciously took a step forward becoming concerned as he watched Chair's expressive face take on a hurt almost guarded look as she gave an almost nonchalant shrug before answering.
"There are certain body aesthetics associated with being a ballet dancer that for obvious reasons… I just don't fit" Chair answered her deceptively neutral tone of voice at odds with the hurt expression playing across her face.
" Because of that I'm normally counted out before I even get a chance to perform or show my skills" Chair said as she studied the papers in her hands carefully avoiding eye contact with the group around her.
"But you know as they say… Those who can't do teach and that's actually what I did for a bit at my great Grandfathers studio in-between auditions." Chair said her voice taking on a slightly false upbeat tone to try and cover up the break in it.
Chair suddenly went on her voice and expression becoming distant.
"Only the studio had a sudden drop in clients and we fell into dept.…With all the added stress financially …coupled with other things Gee-gee's health took a turn for the worse."
"He tried to play it off but I could tell it really weighed on him as it got harder and harder for us to scrape together what was needed just to stay open."
"We did everything we could think of to try and keep the studio afloat long enough for things to pick back up we took in new clients for a fraction of the cost to try and drum up business."
"Increased the number of sessions and private dance classes we offered. I even took extra dance tutoring jobs on the side just to try and cover our basic day to day living expenses."
"In the end though it just wasn't enough which was devastating, because for us it was more than a just studio it was our home."
My Grandfather loved that place he and my grandmother opened it together when they came over from Italy …he spent almost his entire adult life in it."
"Hell some of my own best childhood memory's where in it and I honestly think that when he realized we weren't going to be able to save it… It broke his heart and he just sort of lost the will to go on and one day he just didn't wake up." Chair said her voice cracking a bit as she went on."
"Then what with the left over medical expenses coupled with the cost of the funeral arrangements. I just didn't have the money to keep it open by myself anymore and I had no choice but to sell it."
"Along… with almost everything else we had owned just to pay off a portion of the debt."
"After that I just kind of had to put everything else on hold to try to find something to pay the bills and help get the dragons off my back so to speak."
"At least until I can get my feet back under me" Chair said re- straightening the already straightened papers before chancing a glance at the group around her.
Chair felt a twinge of guilt as she took in their melancholy expressions (When they had wanted to know about her dancing she was more than certain they hadn't been expecting her unload all those particular gloomy details of the last couple months of her life on them).
"Sorry guys I know that story's no exactly a happy one it honestly wasn't my intent to bring the mood down" Chair said remorsefully as she took in the dejected group around her.
"You don't need to say sorry for that" Modo said meeting her gaze his own tender.
"I'm sorry to hear about your grandfather" he said empathetically.
"Thank you" Chair replied sincerely as she stared up at him.
"For what it's worth I think you dance beautifully" Modo finished causing Chair's cheeks to tint slightly as she shifted her focus back to the papers on the desk.
"Thank you" Chair said again quietly.
"Well I personally think the people who turned you down without giving you a real shot are complete idiotis ." Charley added stepping forward to give Chairs arm a comforting squeeze.
"I'm with Charley girl on that one" Throttle said nodding in Chairs direction
"That's for sure" Vinnie chimed in.
"Would you like us to go talk to Em' for you?" Modo asked a mischievous glint entering his eye as the laser on his mechanical arm popped out Causing Chair to laugh openly.
"No thank you Modo but I appreciate the offer" Chair said smiling up at the Martian biker an answering grin spreading across his face as he watched her.
Charley subtly tried to catch Throttle and Vinnies eye as the burley biker and height challenged dancer continued to tease and exchange quips almost oblivious to the others in the room.
It was obvious to Charley and anyone else watching that the two liked each other. (Heck Modo had made it a point to pick Chair up and take her home himself exclusively for the last two weeks.)
He'd even gone so far as to turn down Charley's offer to take Chair home in the evenings so that he could just head back to the board with the other males , stating that he and Hoss could really use the extra run time at the moment. In spite of the fact they had been out tearing it up almost daily since the heatwave finally broke.
(If that didn't scream interest Charley didn't know what did.)
But with Modo to shy and polite to make anything even resembling an actual move, coupled with the fact that Chair seemed to be completely clueless to the fact that he was sincerely interested in her and not just being nice.
Charley really felt that they could use a bit of a nudge in the right direction so to speak and failing that maybe a little more time together in a more relaxed setting would help them work it out.
Failing to catch the attention of the other Martian males to enlist their help Charley decided to take a little of the matchmaking initiative onto herself.
"Chair instead of going straight back to your apartment this evening how about joining us for movie night this evening?" Charley suddenly asked Catching the other women of guard.
"Uh..well yes. I mean…That...sounds like fun actually I'd love to" Chair answered enthusiastically glancing around at the younger women in surprise at the sudden out of the blue invitation.
"With everything else that I've needed to take care of lately I haven't been able to pick up something as non-essential as a TV and I have to admit, I've kind of missed it." Chair finished turning back to the group.
"How can you consider something as awesome as Television a non-essential!?" Vinnie asked aghast.
" Well a roof over my head was my first priority and food my next. Then this whole mess with my truck happened and it honestly just hasn't made my list of needs yet." Chair said with a chuckle as she took in the white mouse's horrified expression.
"But…What on earth or mars do you do in the evenings …after Modo drops you off?" Vinnie continued flabbergasted by the thought that Chair just went back to her apartment at the end of the day and just did…whatever it was people who didn't have tv's did.
Chair lost what was left of her composer at Vinnie's scandalized tone an subsequent expression and burst out laughing.
"It's not that bad!" Chair gasped out as she caught her breath
"You're acting as if I just go back to my apartment and sit in the dark like a lump every evening."
"I can assure you I don't" Chair said with a smile wiping at her eye.
"Well what do you do?" Vinnie asked as he moved up beside charley.
"I do a variety of different things."
Even though I'm not currently dancing I still do stretches and calf strengthening exercises every day, and I practice what few moves I can in the limited space I have in my apartment."
" I also have a handful of these wonderful old fashioned entertainment devices called books." Chair added her voice taking on a teasing tone as Vinnie made a sour face at her answer.
"No offense but that sounds boring as He..Ouaff!" Vinnie finished on a wheeze as Charley's elbow suddenly connected with his ribs.
"What? I said no offense" Vinnie said irately as he glared down at the auburn haired women next to him while rubbing at his abused side.
Chair smiled over at the two as they began to whisper heatedly (well Charley whispered and Vinnie muttered back audibly ruining any subtlety about the argument on the mechanics part.)
"I guess it can get a little old after a bit …"
"There really are only so many times a person can read through Gone with the wind War of the worlds and even the hitch hikers guide to the galaxy before they start to get a bit burnt out." Chair said with a shrug
"At this point I have to admit a movie with friends does sound pretty wonderful." She continued turning to look back over at Modo as he shifted to lean his hip against the side of the old desk.
"Sorry" Modo said apologetically as he looked over at Chair.
"For what?" Chair asked confused.
"I've been in your apartment a few times now but it didn't occur to me that you were so limited on things to do there and …Here I've just been taking you straight back every evening thinking you were tired."
" It never even crossed my mind to invite you for movie night or anything else like that and …I'm sorry I wasn't trying to exclude you or anything like that" Modo answered sadly.
Chair didn't even pause to completely take in the lengthy reply Modo's forlorn expression tearing at her. Moving over chair gave his arm an affectionate pat.
"Hey don't take go lumping everything up on those broad shoulders of yours big fella."
"If it had been bothered me to badly I would have said something about it by now."
"Honestly I've just been psyched that I have a job and get to hang out with you guys during the day these past two weeks have been pretty surreal." Chair said giving the large Martian a heartfelt smile.
Modo found he was unable to resist the grin from the cute female and felt his own answering one spread across his face in return.
Just then Chair and Modo's attention was drawn back to the other occupants of the garage as the argument between Charley and Vinnie went up an octave.
As the Martian male crossed some invisible line or another and auburn haired women's volatile temper suddenly kicked in. Causing Vinnie to start babbling his hands up slightly as he realized his mistake and quickly tried to back track.
Failing that the white mouse abandoned his attempts to placate an increasingly irate Charley and bolted in a less than dignified sprint across the room followed closely by the fuming mechanic as she rapidly pursued him across the garage.
Vinnie realizing there was no escape in retreat instead attempted to hide behind a startled Throttle as a wrathful Charley descended on them.
Throttle's his well-honed self-preservation instincts kicking in as he took note of Charley's volatile mood wisely gave up any pretenses at merely protesting Vinnies choice of hiding places.
And quickly reached behind him to snag the other male shove him back out front to take the brunt of whatever verbal assault the fiery young woman had planned.
Modo and Chair watched this scene unfold with no small amount of amusement (at Vinnie's expense of course) as the white mouse continued trying to duck and hide behind the Martian leader as an increasingly frustrated charley pursued him in an every tightening circle around the dizzying Throttle.
"Sooo…"Chair started after a moment of observing the humorous sight.
"What exactly are we watching tonight?"
"Because personally I'm not so sure any film currently on earth could hold up to this level of entertainment." Chair said gesturing in the direction of the trio before looking up at the much taller male next to her.
Earning a laugh from the grey furred male as he turned to look at her.
"Well now seeing as it's my turn to pick and I chose one of my personal all-time favorite terrain film series I'm almost offended." Modo replied with a mock wounded tone.
"Oh?" Chair said surprised.
"What did you pick to watch?" she asked curiously.
Modo grinned down at her before replying his voice dropping down a notch as he took on a faux British accent.
"Bomb" he said his grin spreading.
James Bomb.