An hour later, after Throttle and Modo had everything packed, I told them that they weren't leaving. Throttle looked at me in shock. "You talked to Stoker?", Throttle asked.
"Yep. He was surprised that it was me who called. I told him to turn his ship around and go back to Mars. He obliged and sends his regards to all of you", I said.
"Well, I'll be a shaved mouse. No one has ever overstepped his authority and still stay in the Martian Freedom Fighters Army", Modo said.
"Well, big guy, I outrank him. Being 2IC of the Autobots has it's perks. All I did was assert my authority and Stoker complied with my direct order", I said. Then I looked around for my baby brother, Vinnie.
"Anyone seen my baby bro?", I asked.
"Yeah, he took off. He was a bit hot under the helmet about something", said Throttle.
"He didn't tell you why he was upset?", I asked.
"No, ma'am, he didn't. He mention anything to you?", asked Modo.
I shook my head back and forth. "I hope he's ok. I know he was worried about leaving me behind, but I didn't think he would be careless and reckless", I said, transforming to my vehicle mode. Then I burned rubber and took off after my baby brother.
Meanwhile, Vinnie was at his favorite hang out joint, drowning his sorrows in beer and whiskey.
I found his bike parked outside of the bar. I used my holoform and walked in. I couldn't believe that he was drinking. And heavily, too. I walked up to him and sat down.
"Hey bro. You ok?", I asked, looking at him. He looked at me.
"No. I wasn't looking forward to going back to Mars, sis. Bad memories there", Vinnie said.
"Mom and dad?", I asked. He nodded his head. Then he went back to his drink.
"I really wish you wouldn't drink, Vince. I heard about the last time", I said. Vinnie looked at me in total shock.
"The last person to call me Vince was dad. I…I didn't think I'd hear it again. Especially coming from you", said Vinnie.
"Besides, you don't have to go back to Mars. I told Stoker to go back. My baby brother and biker bros are staying here. He didn't argue with me", I said.
"How is the old man doing these days?", Vinnie asked.
"You need to ask, rookie?", Stoker said, walking in.
I turned around and snarled at him. "I told you to go back to Mars, Stoker. You disobeyed a direct order, soldier", I said.
"Lay off, Wolf", Throttle said, sitting down next to me. Modo sat down next to Vinnie.
"Is everyone turning against me now?", I asked.
"I asked him to come back. He knew the Van Whams, ma'am. He's family", said Modo.
I looked at him in shock. "You want to be wrote up for insubordination, big fella? Cause that's where you're headed", I said. Then I turned my holoform off and burned rubber.
On my way back to the Last Chance Garage, I was attacked. I had no idea who it was, but obviously they know me. I scanned the attacker. It was a fellow Autobot. Apparently he thought I was one of the Stunticons. I transformed and stood my ground.
"Identify yourself", I said.
The Autobot transformed and identified himself as Tracks. Another egomaniac I thought.
"Tracks? As in Raoul's friend?", I asked.
"How do you know Raoul? Who are you?", replied Tracks.
"Names Wolf. 2IC of the Autobots. Raoul and I go way back", I said.
"You think that was a good idea, Modo? That was my sister you cheesed off", Vinnie said, getting up from the bar. He grabbed his helmet off the counter and walked out to his bike.
While he was looking for me, he shook his head back and forth. "I can't believe that Modo would do that. Throttle, yeah. But Modo?", Vinnie said to himself.
Vinnie was so deep in thought that he didn't even see the other Autobus 'til he crashed into his foot.
Vinnie looked up and saw what he crashed into. "Another one? Here in Chicago?", said Vinnie.
I looked down at my baby bro. "Hey Vin. You ok, bro? That was a nasty crash", I said, picking up his bike for him. I used my holoform to help him up onto his feet.
"I'm fine, sis. You got friends everywhere, don't you?", asked Vinnie.
"Heh, it would seem. This one tried to shoot me", I said, pointing to Tracks.
"You're friends with this…whatever it is?", Tracks said.
"This is my baby brother, Vincent Van Wham. Vinnie, this is Tracks", I said.
Tracks looked at me in horror. "What?", I asked.
"That is a rodent. A disgusting, filthy rodent. And you're an Autobot. A high ranking Autobot, at that", said Tracks.
Vinnie started getting mad, but I told him to chill.
"Tracks. I was a disgusting, filthy rodent, as you so shrewdly put it. Now, I would suggest that you apologize to my baby brother or I send you back to Prime in very small pieces", I said in a stern voice.
"I refuse to apologize to that,…thing", Tracks said.
"I see. Guess you want it the hard way. Ok. Small pieces it is", I said, as I started to get out my welding torch and ready to go.
I started taking Tracks apart. Piece by piece. He was screaming bloody murder the whole time. It was music to my audios.
"Did you hear that? Sounded like someone running over a cat", Stoker said.
"Or a mouse", Modo said.
"Either way, we better check it out. Mount up, bros. It's time to rock and ride", Throttle said, as they all left on their bikes.
By the time Throttle, Modo and Stoker arrived, I had already finished dismantling Tracks.
"Vinnie, what is going on?", Throttle asked.
"Ask my sis", said Vinnie. Then he got on his bike and left. He headed back to the Last Chance Garage.
"Vinnie? What's wrong?", asked Charley, as she walked into the garage.
Vinnie had just parked his bike and turned the engine off. He sat there with this helmet off and shook his head in disbelief at what he witnessed.
Charley walked up to Vinnie and put her hand on his shoulder. He jumped a bit when she put her hand on his shoulder.
"Sorry. Didn't mean to startle you", Charley said.
"It's ok, Charley-girl. Tell the bros I'm at the scoreboard. I want the place to myself for tonight", Vinnie said. Then he started his bike up again and left.
Throttle saw Vinnie leaving the garage as he and the others pulled up. "Hey Charley-babe. What's with Vincent?", asked Throttle, as he got off his bike.
"I have no idea, Throttle. He looked depressed. He's on his way to the scoreboard right now. He wants to be alone for tonight. Did him and his sister have a fight or something?", asked Charley.
"No, I did not have a fight with my brother, Charley. He didn't like what I did to another Autobot. Of course I didn't like what the Autobot called my brother, either", I said.
I walked into the garage using my holoform and sat down in one of the chairs, put my feet up on the table and leaned back in the chair. "How can you sit there and be so calm after what went down?", Stoker asked.
I looked at him and smiled. "Easy. You should try it sometime, old man", I said.
He walked up to me and pulled the chair out from under me. I got up off the floor and got in his face. "You have a beef with me, old man? Then bring it", I said.
Throttle got in the middle of both Stoker and I to break up the beginnings of a fight. "I don't think the lady wants a blood bath in here. Take it outside", Throttle said.
I deactivated my holoform, contacted my twin bro back at Autobot HQ and told him that I was coming back to base.
When I returned to the base, Sunny was waiting outside with my boys. They ran up to me after I transformed to my root mode. "It's good to see you, boys. I hope you've all been minding your uncle Sunny while I was gone", I said, hugging them.
"Of course they have. So, how was your trip to Chicago?", asked Sunny.
"Loved it. Can't say the same for Tracks, though", I said.
"Tracks was there? Why?", Sunny asked.
I shrugged my shoulders. "No clue, but he should be arriving via FedEx though", I said, laughing.
"What did you do, sis?", asked Sunny.
"Took him apart. Piece by piece. Then I shipped him via FedEx. Prime should be getting the package within a few days", I said.
Sunny shook his head. "What happened to you after you left? Dismantling a fellow Autobot? That isn't you, sis", Sunny said.
I walked into base with my boys and left Sunny outside.
On our way to the Rec. Room, my comm. was buzzing. "Wolf here", I said.
"Hey, it's Charley. Throttle gave me your comm. link frequency", Charley said.
"That's cool. So, what's up? Everything ok?", I asked.
"I wish it was. Modo found Vinnie with his wrists sliced. He tried to commit suicide after you left. We had no choice but to take him to a hospital. I didn't want to cause of the possibility of them being turned in. I was glad the doctor was understanding", said Charley.
I was shocked. My baby brother…committing suicide. "Is he alright? Is he alive?", I asked.
Charley could tell that I was worried about my baby brother. "He's alive, but no one is allowed to see him but immediate family. I told the doctor that he has a sister that lives in Oregon", Charley said.
I sighed. "I'll talk to my commander and see if he'll watch my boys for me. If I had known Vin was going to commit suicide, I wouldn't have left. I'm so sorry, Charley", I said, almost in tears.
"Shh, it's ok, sweetie. Just get here when you can, ok. I'll let the guys know", said Charley.
"Thanks Charley. Wolf out", I said. Then I cut the link.
The boys and I walked right into Prime's office. I had the boys sit in the chairs. Prime looked up from his recent report and saw the fear in my optics. "Is everything alright, Wolf?", Prime asked.
"No, everything is not alright. My baby brother, Vinnie, tried to commit suicide after I left Chicago today. I'm temporarily resigning until I know he won't try again", I said.
"I understand Wolf. What about the boys?", asked Optimus.
"I was hoping that you would take care of them. They are your boys, too, Prime. Please", I said.
"Alright. Is there anything else you need before I send you to Ratchet and Wheeljack?", Prime asked.
"No, I don't think so. Just take good care of our boys while I'm gone. I don't think the boys need to see their uncle Vince in the hospital", I said.
He nodded then told me to report to Ratchet and Wheeljack before I leave. I saluted then left his office.
I walked into med bay, hoping that Ratchet was in a good mood. "Yo Ratchet!", I said.
"Come on in and have a seat on one of the medical berths, Wolf", said Ratchet, as he gathered the correct tools.
A few minutes later, Wheeljack walked in with a body. A smaller body. I tilted my head to the left. "What's the body for?", I asked.
"You", Ratchet said.
"I don't understand why you would build a robot version of my Martian Mouse body, unless…", I said. Then it hit me.
"Prime knew I would resign, didn't he?", I asked.
"Yes. He had Wheeljack build you a new body so you can be with your other Martian Mouse friends. I don't think he meant for you to take this personal but…", said Ratchet.
"I get it. He doesn't want me around at all any more. I understand. At least let me say good-bye to Sunny. I owe him at least that much", I said.
"You don't have time to say good-bye to anyone. I will pass it on to him, though", Ratchet said.
"No, don't. He'll feel it in the bond. Let's get on with it. Who's taking me back to Chicago?", I asked.
Wheeljack also brought in a motorcycle of his design. It looked a lot like Throttle's bike, Lady. "You didn't have to do this, 'Jack", I said.
"I know. But you're my friend. It's the least I could do. I hope you like it", said 'Jack.
"I do, 'Jack. Thanks", I said, laying down. I gave them the thumbs up to flip the switch. My Autobot body was deactivated and I was switched over to my robotic Martian Mouse body.
Afterwards, I was woken up slowly so I could get use to my new, smaller body. As I sat up, I swung my feet over the edge of the medical berth. I looked up at them and smiled.
"Guess it worked, huh?", I said.
"Looks like it. Here's your helmet and some biker clothes. If you're a biker like them, you should look the part, right?", said Ratchet. I nodded my head as I put my blue jeans on. Then I put my socks and boots on. Grabbed my leather jacket and my helmet.
I got on my bike, which I appropriately named Lady 2. I started her up and revved the engine. "She sounds good, guys. Thanks", I said.
"You're welcome, Wolf. Call once in a while, ok?", Ratchet said.
"I will. Time for me to rock and ride", I said, popping a wheelie.
When I arrived back in Chicago, I headed for the scoreboard to see if Throttle or Modo were there. I was really hoping one of them was. I was also hoping that Stoker left. I was wrong. He was still here…and packing Vin's things?
"What are you doing, packing my brother's things, Stoker? He's not leaving Earth", I said. Stoker stopped packing Vinnie's things and looked at me.
"Well, well. If it isn't the rookies sister", Stoker said.
"I will ask again. Why are you packing my brother's things?", I asked.
"Orders from Carbine, herself", said Stoker, as he handed me the orders.
I looked at it. I couldn't believe what I was reading. "Psychiatric eval? Is she out of her fragging mind?", I asked., ripping up the orders.
"Take it up with her", Stoker said.
"I'm going to, believe me", I said.
Later that day, Throttle and Modo rode back to the scoreboard. They weren't expecting to see me, especially in a different body.
"Excuse me, ma'am, but…", Modo started to say. I turned around and smiled at them.
"Go ahead, big guy. Finish what you were going to say", I said.
"Never mind, Wolf-ma'am", said Modo, feeling embarrassed.
I looked at Throttle. "How's Vince?", I asked.
"I haven't heard anyone call him that since he was a teenager. He was named after his father, Vincent Van Wham, Sr.", Throttle said.
"That still doesn't answer my question, Throttle Xavior. How is my brother?", I asked.
Modo intervened before Throttle got mad at me for using his middle name. "Charley-ma'am went to see how Vinnie was doing. We should hear from her soon", Modo said.
"I hope it's good news. I refuse to lose him like this", I said. Then I smashed the nearest thing, which happened to be the table. "Frag it! This wouldn't be happening if I hadn't of dismantled Tracks in front of Vince! This is all my fault", I said, in tears.
2 hrs. later, Charley showed up with my brother's pants and boots. His bike and helmet were already at the scoreboard. Throttle and Modo suggested that I come back to the garage with them while Stoker finishes packing Vinnie's things.
While the guys were talking with Charley, I had laid down for a while. I ended up crying myself to sleep, I was so upset.
Modo decided to check on me before eating. He was surprised how innocent I looked when I was asleep. He swept the synthetic hair out of my face. "Are you sure you're not an angel in disguise sent from the heavens?", Modo asked quietly.
Throttle and Charley looked over at Modo. "I think the big fella has a crush on her", said Throttle.
"Leave him alone, Throttle. He's just being a friend to her. She's been through so much", Charley said.
I woke up suddenly. I had a wild look on my face. Modo tried to hold me down so I wouldn't hurt anyone or myself. Without even realizing it, I yelled my mom's name.
"Serena?", Throttle and Modo said simultaneously, as they looked at each other.
"Who's Serena?", asked Charley, in total confusion.
"Hers and Vinnie's mother. I haven't heard her name since the funeral back home", Throttle said sadly.
Back at Autobot HQ, Prime had just received the package I sent him via FedEx. Prowl had brought it to him. "Um, sir? There's a package here for you", said Prowl, as he knocked on Prime's office door.
Prowl waited 10 min. and still no answer. Then it hit him. "That's right. Prime said he was taking the boys on an outing and was going to be gone all day. I'll leave this in his office with a note", Prowl said to himself, as he bypassed the command code.
While he was out with his boys, Prime decided to take the boys to Chicago to meet their uncle Vinnie.
Meanwhile in the hospital, Vinnie had woken up scared. He looked around and noticed that he wasn't at home with his parents. "Dad! Mom!", Vinnie yelled. The doctor came rushing in upon hearing Vinnie.
At the same time, Modo brought me in. He was worried about me. Modo explained to the doctor that I had regressed back to my childhood. "I'm thinking Vinnie did too. He thinks he's still on Mars, with his parents. By chance, and this is a long shot, but did you or Throttle know Vinnie growing up?", asked the doctor.
"Throttle did. I can have him come talk to Vinnie", said Modo.
"That would be a good idea. In the meantime, we'll set her up in his room", the doc said.
When Prime and his boys showed up in Chicago, he noticed a black and silver motorcycle heading for the hospital. He contacted the rider. He found out it was Throttle. "Where are you going in such a hurry?", Prime asked.
"Both Vincent and Wolf are in the hospital. Modo asked me to come talk to Vincent", Throttle said.
"Wolf is in the hospital? What for?", asked Optimus.
"Both of them regressed back to their childhood back on Mars", said Throttle.
An hour later, Throttle showed up at the hospital. He was very worried about both Vinnie and I. But mostly Vinnie. Due to his connection with Vinnie's parents, he was like a big brother to the white-furred mouse.
Throttle walked into the hospital and asked what room Vinnie and his sister were in. "Room 210. Right over there", the secretary said, pointing behind Throttle. He turned around and walked to the room. Modo was sitting by my side, holding my hand. He planned on asking the big fella if there is a thing going on between him and I.
Vinnie looked at Throttle in shock. He remembered Throttle always watching him while Vinnie's parents went out.
Throttle remembered the nickname that Vinnie hated. "Hey Jr. How you feeling?", asked Throttle. Vinnie grabbed the pillow from behind his head and threw it at Throttle.
"I hate that nickname, and you know it, Throttle!", said Vinnie. Then he lowered his head. Throttle walked over to Vinnie, gave him his pillow back and then sat down next to him.
"Vin, what's wrong?", Throttle asked. Vinnie looked up and over at Throttle. The look in Vinnie's eyes almost made Throttle want to cry.
"I'm worried about mom and dad. They haven't come back. What if…?", Vinnie said, in tears.
"Hey, no tears, Vincent. I've known your parents before you born. They're fighters, Vincent. They'll be back before you know it", said Throttle.
I woke up and looked over at Modo. I recognized him immediately. "M…Modo?", I said, still in a daze. Modo looked at me and smiled. He had a tear rolling down his face. He was so happy to see that I was back to my old self. He even kissed my hand.
"It's so good to have you back, ma'am. I was worried about you", Modo said. I put my hand on his and smiled.
"Modo, sweetie. I'm fine. I do, after all these years, remember my parents. Serena and Vincent Van Wham", I said.
Throttle looked over at me. "Do you remember the day he was born?", asked Throttle, pointing at Vinnie.
"Yeah, I do. In fact, I remember when dad held Vince for the first time. He had said, "You're quite the cutie, son. You're going to be quite the ladies man when you get older." Dad was so proud of his son, Throttle. I mean very proud. Vince looks just like dad", I said.
I got up out of bed and walked over to Vince's bed and smacked the back of his head. "Ow! What was that for, sis?", Vinnie asked, looking at me and rubbing his head. I laughed at him.
"That's not funny!", Vinnie whine. Both Modo and Throttle laughed.
The doctor came in when he heard laughing coming from Vinnie's room.
"Well, it looks like they're both feeling better. I will get their release forms ready for them to sign. Afterwards, they'll be released to you and Modo", the doc said.
An hour and a half later, both Vinnie and I were released from the hospital. I rode with Modo back to the garage. Throttle had given me his vest so I look half way decent. I thanked him and told him that I'll give it back to him when we get back to the garage.
"Keep it. Your father gave it to me the day I got Lady. He told me that if I ever saw you again, I was to give you his vest. He wanted you to have it", said Throttle.
"You knew my dad pretty well, didn't you?", I asked. Throttle nodded his head.
I realized that it was still very much a touchy subject. I didn't pry any further. I didn't want him getting mad at me.
We all arrived back at the garage an hour later. Charley had dinner ready for all of us. Unfortunately, I was unable to eat human food.
I was in the upstairs part of the garage, getting dressed. I had my pants and boots on, cause Throttle walked in. "You ok? You've been quiet since we got back to the garage", Throttle said.
I had just put my shirt and vest on, then turned around to face him. He had his field specs off. For a mouse, he had gorgeous red eyes. I had to stop myself from staring into them, they were so mesmerizing. "I'm fine. I just need some time to get my thoughts together. When you get a chance, could you send Modo up? I need to speak with him", I said.
"No problem. I know you've been watching my every move. And I also know that you've developed a crush on me", said Throttle.
"I'm that transparent, huh? Yeah, I do have a crush on you, but I also know that you're with Charley. I won't come between you 2", I said.
"Thing is, Charley has also noticed how you look at me. She doesn't believe me that there isn't anything going on between you and I. I hope there isn't anything other than friendship here", Throttle said.
I couldn't bring myself to tell him that I wanted more than friendship. "No sir. Just friendship here", I lied.
"Good. You're a good kid, Wolf. Keep your feelings for me in check, and you and I will have no problems. Ok", said Throttle.
"Yes sir", I said.
He nodded, then went back downstairs.
When Throttle reached the bottom of the stairs, Charley asked if everything was ok. He sighed. "We need to talk, Charley. Now", Throttle said.
That night, I went to see my brother over at the Quigley Field scoreboard. I wasn't prepared for what I saw when I walked in. My brother in the arms of his friend's girl. And kissing, no less. I cleared my throat to get their attention.
They broke apart and Vinnie blushed. "Am I interrupting anything, Vincent?", I asked, obviously pissed.
"It's not what you think, sis", Vinnie said.
"So, Charley cheating on Throttle with you isn't what I saw, huh?", I asked.
"Ok, so it is what you think. Don't be mad, sis. Please", said Vinnie.
I looked at Charley in disappointment. She lowered her head in shame. "Throttle is going to love to hear that his GF is cheating on him with my baby brother", I said, pissed.
Charley went to say something, but I stopped her. "I don't want to hear it, Charley. Throttle trusted and loved you. And I find you cheating on him with my brother. How long has this been going on, Vince?", I asked.
"For about 6 months. I'm sorry, sis", Vinnie said.
"It's not me you need to apologize to, dear brother. It's Throttle you need to apologize to. I would suggest that you both apologize to him in the morning. You make me sick, Vince. Dad would be disappointed in you. I can only imagine what mom would say if she and dad were still alive today. I never want to see your face at the garage again, Mr. Van Wham", I said.
Then I got on my bike and left. I couldn't believe I was even related to him.
I was so deep in thought about what I saw and how I was going to tell Throttle, that I didn't even see the semi truck, 'til after I hit it. It was luck that I didn't get hurt, but I don't know about the driver of the semi truck.
I got up, picked my bike up and put the kickstand down. I walked over to the semi and looked inside to see if the driver was alright.
"Are you alright, citizen? Anything broken?", I asked, looking inside.
Except, when I looked in, there was no one inside. "What the…?", I said, in shock. Then I looked towards the rear of the truck and noticed the insignia on the trailer.
"I should have known it was you, Optimus. Come to check on me?", I asked.
Prime opened the back of his trailer and my boys walked out. I was shocked. Prime then transformed and rubbed his head. "I think that crash hurt me more than it did you", said Optimus.
"What are you and the boys doing here, Optimus? Checking up on me, perhaps?", I asked.
"Yes and no. I brought the boys to meet their uncle Vinnie", Prime said. I snorted in anger at my brother's name being mentioned.
"What happened?", asked Optimus.
"I found my brother and his friends' girl together. Charley is cheating on Throttle with my brother! It started off that I wanted to talk with him, you know. Talk about our parents, talk about home. When I show up at the scoreboard, I see Charley kissing and making out with my brother", I said. I couldn't take any more talking about what I saw, so I got on my bike and headed for the garage to talk with Throttle and Modo.
As I arrived, they were about to leave. I stopped them in time. "Is everything alright, Wolf?", Modo asked. He was obviously concerned.
"No, everything is not alright, Modo. My brother is a fraggin', son of a glitchin' aft head", I said. They both looked at each other, then back at me in confusion.
"You don't wanna know the translation, trust me. I do need to speak with you, Throttle. Privately", I said.
"Something tells me I'm not going to like what you have to say", said Throttle.
"And your assumption would be correct. Come on. I don't think Modo needs to hear this. He might go after Vinnie before you do", I said.
We walked into the garage and upstairs. I had him sit down before I told him what I saw.
"Ok, I'm sitting down. What is going on? Is Charley alright?", Throttle asked.
"I'm going to be straight with you, Throttle. Charley has been cheating on you for the past 6 months", I said.
"With who?", asked Throttle.
"My brother. I went over to the scoreboard to talk to him about home and our parents and when I arrived, what do I see? Vince and Charley making out. I'm so sorry, Throttle, but I thought you should know. I know this is a repeat of what Carbine did to you. I'm real sorry", I said.
"Thank you for telling me. I had suspected something going on between those 2. Especially, since she hasn't been riding with me. Now I know why. I've never had this bad of luck with women", Throttle said.
"It's not you, Throttle. It's them. The 2 women that cheated on you. You know what they say? 3rd times the charm", I said.
Modo came upstairs to see if everything was ok. Throttle looked at him. "What's wrong, bro?", asked Modo.
"I just found out that Charley has been cheating on me with Vincent", said Throttle. Then he took off his field specs. He put then down on the nightstand, near the bed.
When he looked at me, he had the saddest look on his face. Even Modo noticed. "I'll head on over to the scoreboard for tonight. Why don't you 2 stay here, away from Vinnie. I'll deal with him when I get there", Modo said.
"Just talk to him, Modo. We don't need a blood bath over there", I said.
"Understood, ma'am", said Modo.
The next afternoon, Charley showed up. Both Throttle and I were talking about home, my parents and our bikes, when she walked in.
Charley walked over to Throttle and gave him a kiss on the cheek. He didn't even look at her. "I apologize for the rude interruption, Wolf. Where was I?", asked Throttle.
"I believe you were talking about how Limburger and Karbunkle had managed to capture you 3 and experiment on Modo and Vinnie", I said.
"That's right! It's a bit crowded in here. What do you say about finishing our conversation over lunch right now? We'll take my bike", Throttle said, getting up from the table.
He then offered his hand out to me. I took it and he lead me over to his bike, Lady. I had told him how I named my bike Lady #2.
"I would have named her Beautiful. But that's just me", said Throttle.
I whispered something in his ear and he chuckled. "I agree", Throttle said.
Shortly after we left, Vinnie showed up. He shut off his bike and got off. He walked over to Charley, who couldn't believe what just happened. "You ok?", Vinnie asked.
Throttle and I arrived at the Quigley Field scoreboard an hour later. Modo had just finished making lunch, when we walked in. "Good afternoon. You're just in time for lunch", said Modo.
"Didn't know you could cook, Modo", I said.
"He had his own restaurant before the Plutarkians strip-mined it", said Throttle, as he sat down at the table. I sat down next to him. Modo served lunch. I watched both of them eat. Throttle looked at me. "Aren't you eating, babe?", Throttle asked.
"My systems can't digest human food, Fuzzy. Didn't I tell you that?", I replied.
He shook his head no. "Huh? I must have forgotten. So, me not being flesh, fur and blood doesn't bother you?", I asked.
"Nope. You were beautiful then, you're still beautiful now, babe", said Throttle.
"This coming from a gorgeous, smoking hot mouse who hides his beautiful red eyes behind a pair of field specs", I said.
"Touché", Throttle said.
Several hours later, both Charley and Vinnie showed up at the scoreboard. "Is it me or did something crawl in and die? I know it wasn't your cooking, Modo. Even though I couldn't eat, Modo, my friend, your cooking smelt wonderful", I said.
"Why thank you, ma'am. I pride myself on my cooking", Modo said.
"That stink? I believe 2 things crawled in", said Throttle.
"You mean rode in, don't you, Throttle?", asked Modo, washing the dishes. We all laughed at Modo's joke.
Vinnie walked up to me and pulled the chair out from under me. I fell flat on my rear. Modo saw what Vinnie did and got mad. I stopped him. "I'm ok, Modo. I'll deal with him. You just finish washing those dishes, ok", I said. He nodded and went back to washing the dishes.
I got up from the floor, dusted myself off and stood face to face with my brother. "You have a problem, Van Wham?", I asked. He didn't answer.
"Didn't think so", I said. Then I turned and started to walk away. I was stopped short when he turned me back around to face him. No one was prepared for what he did next. Vinnie was so pissed at me that he slugged me with a right hook to the jaw. I was surprised that it hurt me, cause I had staggered back some.
I was about to retaliate back, but both Throttle and Modo stopped me. I fought against them. "Let me go! I'm going to rearrange his pretty face!", I yelled, still fighting.
Modo ended up putting me in a full nelson just to restrain me. Throttle tried to restrain my legs with his tail, but I ended up kicking him right in the face. Of course I didn't mean to.
I went totally limp in Modo's grasp. Modo let me go so he could go help Throttle.
In the meantime, Vinnie seized the perfect opportunity to finish what he started. I was so distraught, I didn't even fight back.
Throttle had finally come around and saw Vinnie repeatedly kicking me. Throttle wanted to shoot Vinnie, but Modo stopped him. "You shoot him, then that makes you no better than the thugs on the streets. I'll escort them out. You just take care of her", Modo said.
"Thanks, big fella. I didn't want Wolf seeing me as a thug. I love her", Throttle said.
Charley walked up to Throttle and smacked him right in the face. "You're sick", Charley said.
"I'm sick? I'm not the one who cheated. I want you and Vincent to leave. Now. Neither of you are welcome back here. Oh and Vincent. Your bike stays here with us. I'm sending it back to Mars. Modo, please escort them out", said Throttle. Then he walked over to me. He picked me up and took me to his room. He wasn't mad at me for kicking him. He was pissed for what Vinnie did to me.
A while later, Modo walked into Throttle's room. "How is she, bro?", Modo asked.
"She was kicked pretty bad. We have to take her to the Autobots. Neither one of us can fix what he did to her", Throttle said, taking his field specs off. He had been crying.
Modo walked up to Throttle and put his hand on Throttle's shoulder. "This is not your fault, Throttle. Nor is it mine, and it's definitely not hers", said Modo, as he sat down next to Throttle.
"I know it's not our fault. This is Vincent's fault. He did this to her", said Throttle. He was getting royally pissed and I could feel it.
"Th..Throttle?", I said, coming around slowly.
"Shh, I'm here babe. Modo's here, too. You don't need to worry about Vincent any more. He and Charley are no longer welcome here", Throttle said, holding my hand.
"Must…Ratchet", I tried to say. They looked at each other in confusion.
"How do we get a hold of him, though?", Modo asked.
"Perhaps I can be of assistance", Prime said. He was using his holoform for the first time. His holoform stood about 6'3" with salt and pepper hair. His eyes were a beautiful ocean blue. He was wearing a red T-shirt, blue jeans and Nike basketball shoes.
Throttle and Modo had their weapons drawn and trained on the intruder. "N…no. I..it's cool. I…asked…be here", I said unsteadily.
Prime walked over to me and couldn't believe what he saw. "Primus Wolf. What happened?", asked Optimus.
"Prime…Ratchet…need help", I said. I could feel my voice modulator going out.
"Don't worry, Wolf. We'll get you back to base as quick as possible", Prime said, picking me up. He carried me out to his vehicle mode and loaded me into his trailer.
"One of you is welcome to go with her", said Optimus.