A/N: I would like to thank iloveLuLu for all of her comments and suggestions. If it wasn't for her it would've taken me a lot longer to get this story off the ground. Thanks for putting up with me and all of my ranting and ravings and emails.
It was unusual peaceful day at the Last Chance Garage and Charlene Davidson was enjoying the quiet with some much needed me-time. Curling up with a book and some snacks, she reclined on her much loved couch settled back for a peaceful afternoon. I love those macho lummoxes, but sometimes a girl just needs some time alone, she thought as she found her marked place in the book. Unfortunely for the lovely mechanic, her day off was about to come to a startling end. Reaching a good part in her book, Charley hears the roar of three very familiar motorcycles. Sighing, she continues reading, hoping against hope that the mice would stay in the workshop for a while longer.
Finishing the chapter, she looks at her watch and frowns. "It's been ten minutes. There is no way in all the known universe those three can be quiet for that long, especially Vinnie," Charley murmured worriedly to herself. "I better check on them. Please don't be hurt." She quickly crossed her living room and opened open the connecting door to the garage. Peering inside, she sees nothing out of the ordinary; including furry Martians. Grabbing the laser pistol that she kept hidden in a drawer, she cautiously stepped further into the room. Being as there is nowhere to really hide behind in the garage, she looked over the bikes, trying to find a clue where their riders could be.
"The only evidence I have is that they must have recently been in a fight with Limburger, very recently. These scratches and burn marks could have only had happened in the past hour. My fingers are just itching to tear into that weird ray gun strapped onto Modo's bike." She reasoned with herself out loud, and lightly ran her hand across the strange contraption. "The explanation there is that the guys vanished into thin air." Charley concluded with a frown, standing back with her hands on her hips. Hearing a strange squeaking sound, she looked down and screamed.
"How many times to I have to say I'm sorry. I'm sorry my screaming hurt your sensitive hearing. Give me break guys, geez." Charley said rolling her eyes at the Martians who were now three inches tall. "If you don't stop complaining that I'm taking too long, I'm adopting a kitten from the pet store," she mockingly threatened. "Just be glad that your helmets shrunk with you and we can talk over the communication system. Now, tell me exactly what happened to you to make you like this," she said, gesturing towards them as she pulled out the wiring to Karbunkle's contraption.
"We were riding back to the scoreboard after a hotdog stop at Chef Andy's and saw Greasepit escorting a deliver truck towards Limburger's tower." Throttle stated. "We decided to see what Ol' Stinkface was up to, and stop him before he got too far. When Limburger's goons started unloading a mess of satellites and other equipment, we crashed the party."
"AAAAoooowww! Nobody messes with the baddest mammajammer and gets away with it." Vinnie howled with a smirk as he tried to bench press a wench.
"Give me that before you hurt yourself." Charley sniped, already to stuff the white furred mouse into a very tall box. "Please let Throttle finish."
"As I was saying, we were whippin' tail and winning when that low-down, good-for-nothing, sleazy Karbunkle turned the ray gun on us. When it looked to do nothing to us, he and fishface ran for it, but not before we blasted the tower into rubble." Throttle explained, sitting on the handle of a screwdriver.
Modo grinned as he leaned against a drill. "Luckily before we left, I tied the weapon onto Lil Darlin' and we started for here. Hopin' to figure out what exactly this was supposed to do," he continued. "About half way here, all three of us started to feel a little sick, like we were about to toss our 'dogs. We were hurtin' all over, like we had the flu or something. Before we knew it, we were like this," Modo finished.
Charley just stared at the mice in disbelief. Shaking her head, she made the final touches on the strange alien device. "Alright, guys, line up. I think I'm finished; line up and we'll give this puppy a go."
"What do you mean you think you're finished?" Vinnie asked. "You don't know!"
"Considering that I am from Earth and most of the alien technology is light years head of us, be thankful I have made it this far!" Charley snapped. "Besides this is something that I have never seen before or anything close to something that you guys or Karbunkle have used. Just keep your fingers and tails crossed," she apologized, realizing they were also stressed out.
With a quick prayer, she closed her eyes and pulled the trigger. Opening one eye, she peeked and opened both eyes with shock, almost dropping the apparatus she was holding.
"You're-you're…" Charley choked out, trying very hard not to scream.