(W.W.T) finally done with next Chapter had a little trouble with the last bit of this one but I think I finally worked it out. I'm afraid Chairs landlords more than a bit cliché but the story needed a little something though in order for me to tie some stuff together for future chapters, and I'm not ready to bring limburger or his goons in just yet so… meh. Don't worry I'm not trying to turn Chair into a fighter she's spunky but she's really really not one lol, I do need her to be able to throw a punch later on though. I actually learned some of the things Modo shows her in a self-defense class I took right after I graduated from high school. Overall I am happy with how this chapter turned out and generally like it, So.. Here you go hope you enjoy it as well.

Disclaimer: don't own 'em except for my Oc and the story Idea itself.

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[Chapter 8] (Float like a butterfly sting like …an easy Chair?)

[Two days later]

Chair slowly woke to the sound of Rapid banging followed by the muffled voice of her landlord calling through the peeling paint coated wood of her apartment door.

More asleep than awake, She glanced over in confusion at the clock next to her bed noting the time as 6:42 am. While Chair knew that rent was due today she couldn't understand the reasoning for coming to collect at such an odd hour so early in the morning.

But none the less pulled herself from the warm cocoon of her comforter, and called out a brief response, quickly looking through the haphazard pile of her clothing in search of a pair of pants to put on.

(I really need to invest in a dresser) Chair thought groggily as she opened the door to her apartment only to realize almost immediately that she had made a mistake as the scent of stale sweat and alcohol hit her full in the face,

Causing her (thankfully empty) stomach to flip in protest as the nauseating combination mixed with the moldy air of the corridor and washed over her in an almost hair raising miasma.

Giving up on any pretense at subtlety, Chair moved her hand up to cover her nose to partially block the offensive odor as she looked up into the blood shot gaze of her landlord.

"Mr. Wheeler?"

"Is there something I can help you with?" She asked fighting the urge to gage, while starring warily at the slightly balding heavy set male filling the doorway.

"Rents due." he muttered with a slur, while looking back at her scratching absently at his crotch a moment, before clearing his throat noisily and turning his head to the side to spit down the apartment corridor.

(Thank Gad I don't ever run around outside barefoot here) Chair thought with disgust as she watched the yellow tinted blob disappear around the doorframe.

" I'll…I'll just get that for you then." Chair said her voice mildly horrified as she partially shut the door and went to collect the money from its current place in her Change purse.

Chair bent down and picked up the little flower printed bag quickly counting out the cash, and turning to head back to the door, with the intention of quickly paying and getting rid of her landlords unpleasant company.

Only to give a startled shriek as she ran face first into the stained and yellowed wife beater covered chest of the man in question.

Her skin crawling at the feel of the damp coarse fabric and flabby muscles beneath it, Chair yanked herself back in surprise as her eyes shot up to meet the glazed and unfocused ones of the out of shape but still substantially larger and intimidating man suddenly filling the small space of her apartment, Chair experienced a moment of panic as she realized intentionally or not he was now effectively blocking her in by cutting off access to the only exit in the room.

Chair cried out again, as he suddenly stuck his hand out towards her barley missing clipping her in the chin as she took another hasty step back.

Chair immediately thrust the cash at him scrambling backwards until she bumped into the wall behind her pressing herself as flat against it as she possibly could, her eyes never leaving the male in front of her as he stood indifferent to her discomfort and counted out the wad of bills, grunting as he reached the number for the amount due and turned heading back out the door without another word.

Unnerved by the unexpected invasion of her apartment (not to mention personal space) Chair stood looking at the open door another minute, before quickly moving across the room and shutting it, locking it in the process.

The fear based adrenaline spike she'd experienced causing her hands to shake slightly as she turned the small latch.

Chair leaned her forehead against the door a moment as she tried to calm her rapidly racing heart.

"Well..That's a rather Crap-tastic way to wake up in the morning." she finally muttered out loud while taking a step back from the closed door.

Chair gazed briefly over at her bed with mild regret before starting to make her way over to the bathroom with the intention of taking a shower to wash the memory of her landlords nasty funk from her pores, when the distant sound of someone banging on one of the doors from down the hall filtered through the walls to her ears.

Chair glanced between the flimsy lock on her own apartment's door and, the still door less bathroom with unease, before mentally chastising herself for the hesitation (your being ridicules It's not like he's actually going to come charging back through that door…especially now that he's collected the rent from you) in spite of the inner pep talk Chair still found she wasn't comfortable with the idea of getting completely naked at that moment shifting her direction away from the bathroom and heading back across the room instead.

"Looks like I will definitely be skipping my morning shower today." She mumbled miserably as she started to gather up the rest of the clothing and things she needed to finish getting ready, before Modo showed up.

An hour later a light knock pulled Chair's focus from the pages of the book she had only half been paying attention too, to pass the time as she waited for Modo to arrive.

Marking her place with a scrap of paper Chair made her way over to the door only to pause with her hand hovering indecisively above the handle, instead of just throwing it open like she usually did.

"Modo?" Chair called cautiously through the wood holding her breath as she waited for the reply.

" Yes?.."

" Chair?...Everything alright?" Modo's slightly muffled voice answered in confusion.

Letting the breath she'd been holding out, in a relieved puff, Chair cracked the door open peeking through it briefly to further confirm that it was in fact the stone furred Martian, before opening it to allow him entrance into her apartment.

" Sorry." she let out Shakely as he stepped cautiously into the room his gaze quickly scanning it before coming back to rest on her in with mild concern and confusion.

" You ok?" He asked before reaching up to take off his helmet holding it under one arm as he glanced around the room curiously again .

"Hmm Oh yeah…Sorry about that… I'm fine ... How about you…are..are you ready to head out." Chair replied running her hand through her hair agitatedly as her eyes darted nervously to the side, missing the odd look the grey Martian shot in her direction at her out of character response.

Modo twitched his antenna slightly trying to get a feel for Chairs emotional state, as he opened his mouth to reply puzzled by her odd behavior, when he paused his nose wrinkling as it picked up on an unpleasant acrid scent that was completely out of place in Chairs small apartment.

leaning forward slightly Modo scrunched his nose up as he inhaled breathing in through his mouth at the same time as his nose to better pick up on the slightly faded scent still lingering in the air,

His eye widening as he finally sorted out the random smell of unwashed male mixed with the bitter fermented tinge of alcohol.

Chair looked up in surprise as Modo suddenly stepped towards her his expression unreadable as he quickly bent down until he was almost touching the top of her head with his nose stopping just short of burring it in her hair.

Startled but not actually frightened by the usually reserved mouse's peculiar actions, Chair continued to stare up at him with a mix of confusion and curiosity as he inhaled deeply above her a moment his breath just ruffling the top of her curls, the tickling sensation causing an array of goosebumps to prickle along the back of her arms and neck.

Modo stilled his eye narrowing as he picked up more of the scent coming from Chair a cold spike shooting down his back at the possible implications, His chest tightening with worry Modo quickly straitened back up clicking his teeth together audibly in agitation, the sound causing Chair to jump slightly as she blinked up at him in surprise at the action.

"Uh…Modo Hun.. Your kind of weirding me out a bit here …"Chair said as she gazed at him perplexed.

Modo stared down at Chair silently as he tried to think of how to put his sudden unease into words before just deciding to be direct.

"Chair… are you sure you're alright? I can tell your upset… and I can also smell… something …that has me concerned,.." he said watching as the bewildered look in Chair's eyes slowly changed to comprehension as she gazed up at him.

Chair sighed shifting her gaze to the side and wrapping one arm across her waist while reaching up to rub distractedly at her temple taking a deep breath as she thought of how to answer.

"I probably should have realized, what with that super schnozz of yours there was a chance of you picking up on that level of Gad awful B.O...even with as much time has passed." she finally said absently

"That response really isn't making me feel any better here." Modo said his voice taking on a worried note as he continued to stare down at the top of Chairs head his tail flicking around their feet in growing agitation.

"Sorry." Chair said looking back up at him her expression contrite. "I actually am ok …just a bit rattled is all." She added with a shrug.

"You mind explaining that a bit more for me?" Modo asked as he studied her expression a moment more.

"I'm all ears." he added twitching his own set, in an attempt at humor to help lighten the moment an ease some of the stress he was picking up on from Chair , earning a small laugh and smile from her at the action.

"Yeah I can see that." Chair said with a chuckle before her expression turned serious again.

"I'm probably just over thinking it…but something did happen earlier that definitely made me uncomfortable." Chair started crossing and rubbing her arms before continuing.

Less than ten minutes later Modo was staring down at Chair his body posture tense as she finished with her brief explanation of the mornings events with her landlord.

"Maybe I should have a talk with this landlord of yours about basic manners…Especially when it comes to how to treat a female." Modo gritted out his tail whipping to the side and accidently snagging against the old folding auditorium seat sitting next to the door sending it flying into the wall with a crash.

Chair flinched slightly at the hand sized dent that appeared in the already cracked plaster as the seat slide back down to the floor.

"Well…there goes my deposit." she muttered dryly before looking back up into Modo's face as his expression shifted from upset to mildly sheepish.

" Oops sorry about that." he said glancing back down at her.

"It's ok as many holes, wind up in Charley's walls, I actually figured it was only a matter of time before I ended up with a few of my own." Chair replied with wry humor as she looked up at him in mock exasperation.

"Guess we do have a bit of a reputation when it comes to that sort of thing." Modo said rubbing at the back of his neck, before his manner shifted back to serious.

"But…I did mean what I said; I wouldn't mind having a Mouse to man talk with this landlord of yours." He added his expression darkening.

"Thank you, but It's alright …It just wigged me out a bit is all. I'm honestly not looking to start up any trouble over it though. Besides I don't really have anywhere else to go at the moment. If you did say something to him and he got it in his head to just kick me out instead. I'd kind of be up the creek without a paddle, but I do appreciate the offer." Chair said reaching out and giving Modo's arm a light pat in gratitude, her fingers ghosting through the soft fur absently a brief second before she realized what she was doing and dropped them back down to her side once more.

Modo blinked in surprise at the soft touch his tail temporarily stilling for the barest moment as he processed it, before he pursed his mouth together the corners twisting down into a small grimace as he contemplated Chairs response his expression turning grim.

"Ok …I'll hold off on the chat for the time being… But you let me know if he pulls anything like that again and I'll be happy to give him an earful on Martian curtesy." Modo said his eye notably flashing red a moment before returning to normal.

" Deal" Chair replied focusing on Modo's eye curiously.

"Modo… if you don't mind me asking…exactly why does your eye… do that?" Chair asked taking a step closer to him as she did.

"Do what?" Modo asked his tone confused.

" Err..well sometimes it looks like it… glows whenever your ..angry or upset." Chair answered.

Modo tensed his expression suddenly becoming uncomfortable." I honestly forget that it does that ,it's the same as the arm actually." Modo answered with a small shrug.

"You mean its…" Chair trailed off with a gesture in the direction of Modo's mechanical limb.

"Cybernetic …yes, my original eye on the right actually made it through the initial blast that took my arm but…Karbunkle replaced it around the same time as my missing limb; to test alongside the neural links he had installed to work my arm.

"….The damage was… too extensive for it to be tested on the other side." Modo replied reaching up and briefly touching the patch covering his left eye socket.

"But …unlike Throttle's eye replacements mines never given me any real trouble vision wise at least, so… I just don't think about it that often." Modo added dropping his hand back down as he looked back at chair once more.

"Both Throttle eyes are cybernetic?!" Chair said in surprise, latching on to that bit of information to try and distract herself from the horror she felt, at the thought of Modo having his still functioning eye forcefully removed.

"Yeah bit of a long story… but yes, his don't function correctly though; it's why he wears the field specks all the time, their modified to help him see." Modo answered.

" Oh… I've seen him rub at them before when he was tired or distracted and… thought maybe he got Migraines… or was sensitive to bright lights." Chair said contemplatively.

"I think he does actually, and he might be sensitive to lights as well…but I've never asked and he's never said anything about it…Honestly that time.. Just isn't something we talk about too often." Modo answered his expression becoming remote, as he partially lifted up his robotic arm starring down at his hand, as he clenched and unclenched the metallic fingers temporarily lost in his thoughts.

Chair realized she had more than likely drug up some rather unpleasant memories with her sudden line of questioning. Concerned by the distant pained expression on the large males face Chair cautiously reached out and placed her own hand over the top of Modo's metal one looking up at him as she did.

Modo blinked as Chairs small hand suddenly covered his robotic one the sight serving to pull him back to the present.

Looking over and meeting her gaze once more Modo smiled warmly, watching the tension slowly ease from her shoulders and limbs as she gazed back at him with apparent relief.

"I think we better get a move on before Charley-girl gets worried and sends out a Martian search party to retrieve us." he said gently pulling his arm back and placing his helmet on, then gesturing towards the door.

Chair grinned back at him in amusement "your right about that, I definitely don't need any more holes in my apartment to try and explain away." she added with a snort of laughter as Modo wrinkled his nose back at her his expression turning sour at the reminder.

A few minutes later Modo watched as Chair placed her own helmet on tucking her hair up into it and obscuring the handful of curls that had escaped the knot she had attempted to secure them in from his view. Before climbing up behind him on Lil Hoss with a practiced ease that he was certain would have shocked her only two weeks prior

Modo felt his heart give a hard thump against the underside of his ribcage as Chair smiled trustingly up at him as he glanced back at her over his shoulder and carefully wrapped his tail around her waist for added security on the trip to the last chance.

Starting Hoss up with a roar and heading out he absently maneuvered the powerful bike around a particularly rough patch of road as he continued to think,

Modo found himself tightening his tail slightly and tugging Chair up against him a bit more firmly than usual, as his mind briefly touched back on the events that she had mentioned to him from that morning.

Quickly coming to the decision to discuss working out a few basic self-defense moves with Throttle and Vinnie for her; it didn't need to be anything fancy.

While Chair was plucky like Charley in her own way, unlike the resourceful mechanic she really couldn't be called a fighter in any sense of the word… so something simple but effective would be the best bet for her.

And Modo knew he would honestly feel better if she at least new one or two things to use in case of an emergency.. at the very least how to throw a proper punch and dodge. If Chair could manage to take someone by surprise she might actually stand a chance of escaping long enough to find help.

Which meant it was definitely something he wanted to discus with her; He just wondered how she'd feel about the idea when they reached the garage.

[20 minutes later]

"You want me to do What Now?!" Chair asked incredulously as she stared up at the Grey Martian before her after he had returned from putting up their helmets.

"I want you to try and hit me" Modo repeated slowly looking down at her earnestly.

"That's what I thought you said." Chair said in exasperation. "Why on earth would you want me to try to deck you?" Chair asked as Modo continued to stare at her.

" Just humor me." Modo said shrugging.

"Please" he added when she continued to simply stare at him like he'd flipped his lid.

" Alright?" Chair finally said balling up her fist and taking a halfhearted swing at the burley Martians chest.

Modo frowned as the rather lackluster blow glanced off his chest barley registering at all.

Pursing his mouth slightly Modo mumbled "we've got a lot of work to do." as he reached out and carefully caught Chair's balled up hand before she could pull it back.

Gently Un-rolling it as he did and holding it out in front of him absently stroking his thumb across her palm as he looked back into Chairs questioning expression.

"Ok first things first, you make a proper fist like this." he said rolling her fingers back up and forming them back into a tight ball with her thumb on the outside this time.

"If you're going punch someone you never tuck your thumb up into your hand, unless you're looking to break it." Modo added releasing Chairs hand as he did.

" Ok…and you're telling me this …why?" Chair asked her tone slightly bewildered as she stared down at her hand a moment before glancing back up at the grey furred Martian in confusion.

" I think it could …just come in handy to know at least a few things on how to defend your self is all" Modo replied with another shrug shifting restlessly as Chair continued to stare at him.

Chair's expression slowly filled with comprehension as she looked up into Modo's carefully blank features. "This is about what happened this morning isn't it? You're still worried about it." Chair said gently, feeling an odd tightening in her chest as she looked at him.

"Big guys still worried about what exactly there doll?" Vinnies voice suddenly rang out as he and the others filed into the room from the door connecting to the garages separate living quarters.

"Oh it's really not that big of a dea.."Chair started only to be cut off by Modo's own response.

"Chairs landlord decided to pay her a bit of an unorthodox visit this morning." Modo replied his expression darkening slightly as he went into a quick explanation of Chair's rather unpleasant run in with her apartment manager earlier.

"Sounds to me like somebody could use a few lessons on Martian manners." Throttle said his own expression turning serious.

"That's what I said." Modo replied his lips quirking up in a darkly humored smile as he met the gaze of Martian group's leader.

" You know Bro's we could go have a bit of a heart to heart with him on the importanceof the matter" Vinnie added wryly absently flipping one of his flares up in the air and catching it repeatedly as he did.

"Now hold on a second I don't need you guys taking off with some half-baked plan to rough up my landlord over something so…so trifling." Chair said waving her hands to regain the attention of the muscle bound Martians before they could do something rash.

"I'm afraid I have to agree with Chair on this one guys. As much as it pains me to say it...you can't exactly go around laying a beat down on men just for being complete creeps." Charley added from where she'd been listening in the doorway.

"Aw come on now sweetheart. Who said anything about roughing him up, we just want to have a little talk is all" Vinnie said glancing over at the mechanic with a toothy grin.

"You forget how well I know you three and how often one or all of you, end up talking with your hands when it comes to these particular types of discussions." Charley responded rolling her eyes while giving an amused snort.

Vinnie simply shrugged and smiled his expression unrepentant as he looked back over in Chair and Modo's direction.

" I appreciate your concern guys but I'm fine, I'll just make sure next time I have the Money ready before I answer the door is all." Chair said looking back at Modo as he stepped towards her again obviously not any happier with her suggested solution to the problem than he was when she had declined his offer to talk to her landlord for her the first time.

"If you're not going to let any of us talk to him, I'd at least feel better if you learned a few moves to help defend yourself just in case." He said with obvious frustration.

"I'm not really sure that's necessary…" Chair started only to trail off as she took in Modo's pained expression. "But… I guess it couldn't actually hurt to know at least one or two things just in case." she added watching as a look of intense relief passed across the gray furred males face at her response.

The shrill sound of the garages phone suddenly rang out through the room, drawing everyone's attention.

"I've got it." Charley said waving Chair off when they both started in the direction of the phone at the same time.

Chair refocused on Modo again as Charley answered the phone and began talking adamantly with the person on the other line.

"So…" she hedged rubbing at her arm absently. "When exactly did you want to get started with these lessons of yours?" Chair asked looking up at the much larger male.

" The sooner the better." Modo answered.

"That's what I thought you were going to say." Chair said with a sigh, turning slightly as the click of Charley hanging up the phone reached her ears and the auburn haired mechanic suddenly began heading in their direction with a grin.

"Good news!" Charley started excitedly. "That was the dealer that I called the other day trying to find that piece I needed to finish fixing your truck door."

" And?!" Chair said her face lighting up with excitement as well, missing the sudden look of disappointment that briefly passed across the grey Martians own features at Charley's following reply.

"They've got it, they're going to ship it out today and it should arrive sometime this week."

"Which means you should be up and running around in your own ride before the weekend." Charley said with a chuckle.

"That's great!" Chair said looking back at Modo with a grin." This means I won't have to worry that I'm bothering you when I need a ride anymore." Chair said happily before turning back to talk animatedly with Charley as they both headed in the direction of Chairs old truck.

"It…wasn't a bother." Modo said out load softly to no one in particular as he watched the two females rapidly moving across the garage in the opposite direction his expression troubled.

[The next morning]

"Ouch!" Chair yelped as she stood shaking her hand out and rubbing at her sore fingers, while glaring up at Modo as he continued to stand completely unfazed before her.

"You know, you could at least pretend like that did more than tickle you for my prides sake." Chair said with dry sarcasm as she continued to rub at her smarting digits.

"Sorry" Modo replied with a chuckle. "That actually was a bit better you held your arm and fist correctly this time at least, now we just need to start working on the best place for you to throw a punch in order to actually cause some physical damage."

"At your size the chest isn't really going to do much to a larger opponent other than make them angry." He said reaching out to take Chair's hand in his much larger flesh one bending down slightly to examine it a moment himself.

still slightly surprised by how much warmer his hand always felt compared to her own Chair felt her heart kick up a notch as Modo carefully felt each of her fingers before shifting his attention to her slightly reddind knuckles.

"Well that's easier said than done when I barley come up to above my practice partners abs." Chair responded wryly in an attempt to distract herself from the odd feelings assaulting her at the large Martians attentive actions.

Chair shifted back a bit and glanced up to meet the silent laughter that filled Modo's expression at her comment.

"I suppose you do have a point about that one." he replied with humor before his face shifted back to serious once more his hand closing around and completely engulfing Chairs much smaller one for a brief moment before releasing it.

"I think that'll do for a first lesson until we can figure out something that might work a little better for you." He said as he studied Chair thoughtfully his expression becoming speculative as he straightened back up once more.

Chair jerked a bit as she suddenly felt Modo's tail brush up against her arm almost caressingly before wrapping around her leg , as he stood looking down lost in his thoughts the expression on his face distant.

Chair was starting to get the impression the action really was subconscious on his part, an automatic reflex of some kind and whether or not he was aware of doing it on any level, Chair wasn't completely sure.

Now that she thought about it though she… had actually witnessed similar acts and brief touches happen between the mice and Charley, and even themselves. With each other it was usually just their tails brushing or briefly wrapping around a limb in a light squeeze.

But Chair had also seen them absently brush their cheeks against the top of the mechanics head during hugs on occasion as well, and she was starting to get the impression that the actions might hold more significance than she'd initially thought.

None of them really seemed to pay the touches much mind though or act in anyway as if they were something out of the ordinary for them when they did happen to occur. Not even Charley Who Chair supposed after living with them for so long was probably used to it at this point.

(Maybe I should ask her about it?) Chair thought distractedly as Modo's tail slowly unwound itself from around her calf and went back to swishing around their feet again.

A loud buzzing announced the arrival of someone outside the garages doors and served as a signal for Modo to step back out of sight through the connecting doors to Charley's separate living quarters with Throttle and Vinnie, as the auburn haired mechanic in question made her way from where she'd been working at the back of the garage to see who it was.

Chair had just made it back to the desk to start work on sorting some new invoices, When Charley called out to her excitedly.

" It's here!" Charley said a grin splitting her face while she waggled a brown paper wrapped parcel in Chairs direction. "So soon Really!" Chair exclaimed heading over to the mechanic with an answering grin of her own.

Modo peeked back out and watched morosely as Chair and Charley both began babbling excitedly, while tearing into the paper wrapped object like kids opening a present. His ears drooping slightly as he glanced to the side trying to tamp down on the disappointment he felt, at the prospect of Chair no longer needing him to pick her up from her apartment in the mornings, or take her back in the evenings.

Modo's ears perked back up in sudden surprise as Charley's irate voice and Chairs slightly disappointed one suddenly carried to them, Charley's half shout bouncing of the walls in the confines of the garage.

"How could they send the wrong part!?"

Modo found himself experiencing a burst of elation tinged by mild guilt for his happiness at the sudden turn of events. As he glanced back out into the garage to watch as the auburn haired mechanic stomped back across the room and yanked the old rotary dial phones receiver forcefully up to her ear before rapidly beginning to turn the numbers on the little dial.

Modo new Charley would have the mix up sorted back out within a day or so , but that still meant he got to have a little more time with Chair before she went back to driving herself again…and Modo found he really couldn't bring himself to regret getting it.

Vinnie jumped slightly as Throttle suddenly appeared beside him, where he was standing tucked partially behind the doorframe leading into the den quietly observing the grey Martian as he stood gazing out at the blond haired female in the garage.

"Geeze bro! You trying to give me a heart attack or something." Vinnie whispered agitatedly scowling over at the tan mouse in irritation for startling him.

Throttle merely raised one eye ridge above his glasses at the white furred males jumpy behavior, before turning back to take in the rest of the scene playing out in the garage, allowing a few more minutes to pass in silence between himself and a somewhat fidgety Vinnie before finally speaking.

"You do realize Charley's gonna jerk a knot in your tail so hard it'll forever be kinked if she ever finds out that you had anything to do with the mix up on that order …right?". Throttle asked

Vinnie flinched slightly glancing over at Throttle in trepidation at having his attempt at subterfuge figured out so easily by the other male, before his expression suddenly shifted to calculating as an idea seemed to occur to him.

"Well then I guess we... better hope she never finds out." Vinnie said with a shrug relaxing partially and leaning back against the inner wall beside the door frame as he looked back at Throttle a smirk suddenly tugging at the corners of his mouth.

"Just what do you mean by we? I wasn't part of this." Throttle said tensing and shooting a look in the white furred male's direction.

"Hey…I may have been the master mind, but if you think I'm going down for this on my own if Charley ever catches wind of it.. you've got another thing coming Bro." Vinnie replied with a grin.

"Oh? And just what prey-tell makes you think, you can take me down with you?" Throttle asked tugging his glasses down slightly as he starred over at Vinnie curiously.

"I call guilty by default bro, whether you did the deed yourself or not, you knew or at least suspected something about it to have put it together this quickly and didn't do anything to try and stop me … so I'm pretty sure as fare as Charley-girls concerned… if.. she happens to find that little detail out…Then that counts as you being in on it." Vinnie replied with a smug grin as the older mouse gaped back at him.

"Alright… I concede your point." Throttles said a look of impressed surprise filling his eyes at the younger mouse's quick thinking before shifting his gaze out towards where Modo's silhouette filled the doorway leading out to the garage.

"I don't suppose you'd care to explain why you felt it necessary to play phone tag behind Charley's back would you?" He asked casting a speculative look in the white furred mouse's direction.

Vinnie shifted in place his expression slightly uncomfortable as he glanced over and meet Throttle gaze through the lenses of his glasses.

"Come on bro you've seen the way he looks at her…I just wanted to buy him a little more one on one time is all, big guys been practically falling over her like a love sick puppy for the better part of a month now… and not counting that crush he had on that crazy ass bird chick.. Billie whatever, I honestly can't remember seeing him this seriously interested in a female since…"Vinnie suddenly stopped his mouth forming into a grim line.

"Yeah I know." Throttle said his own mouth tightening slightly as he looked back at the grey furred male in question his expression becoming distant in thought.

"Then there's some of the other things he's been doing when it comes to her and we both know what those mean… at least on mars" Vinnie added looking back at Throttle who merely shrugged before responding.

"True but this isn't mars and I'm not sure Modo's even aware of doing them." Throttle said his mind momentarily touching in amusement on the fact that Vinnie had been subconsciously displaying similar behaviors when it came to Charley for years now.

Vinnie snorted as he glanced fleetingly back towards the garage door before turning back into Charley's living quarters.

"How in the name of earth or mars could any male be that oblivious to their own actions?" Vinnie scoffed as he walked further into the den completely missing the odd look the tan furred male shot in his direction at the comment.

"How indeed?" Throttle muttered sarcastically slowly shaking his head as he followed behind him.