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Disclaimer: I do not own Biker Mice from Mars, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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=Legal Disclaimer=
Biker Mice from Mars doesn't belong to me. In fact I don't know who all DO own them, but it sure isn't me. If it had been me the series would have been NC-17, the plot would be more than "mice save the world by blowing stuff up" and have more nudity. It also would have run far longer than just 3 seasons and would have aired late at night when all the kiddies are in bed. But alas, they don't belong to me. But then you knew that already, its implied in the word FAN-Fiction. Meaning made by a fan, thus not by the real owners. And because I'm not the real owner, it also means I can't make any money from this. But then you also knew that too. In fact you also know that the characters from the series also don't belong to me, and that I'm just borrowing them for my own sick pleasure. But that doesn't matter because because you're reading this because its YOUR sick pleasure too. There is just one last thing I like to add to this ridiculously long disclaimer. And that's the following: Any and all original characters portrayed in this fanfic are not to be copied without express permission from the author, under penalty of a stern talkin' to. This last bit was not of my own creation either, I'm not that original. The quote comes from this site: http://home.iprimus.com.au/vpolitis/raichu/fanfics/disclaimers.html and its from Badgequest: "If At First You Don't Succeed..." by Cyberwraith9 Yes I know that's pokemon, but if you didn't know that pokemon is evil and will come at you from all directions while you sleep, then I think you don't know much at all. And no I don't own pokemon either, all though why that is relevant in a disclaimer for a fanfic about mice from mars I really don't know. And now a small recap: I don't own Biker Mice from Mars. I know I've said that already, but its a long disclaimer so I needed to state it again.
And now to the important stuff.
Title: Tailspin Chapter: 2? Author: DBZVelena Series: Biker Mice from Mars. Pairing: Throttle/Vinnie, hinted at other possible pairings. Warnings: This is SLASH fanfiction, if you don't know what that means, go away. If you read anyway and after decide to flame me, I'll laugh at your idiocy. You have been warned. In this chapter there mentions of death, but just natural death. Everything grows old and dies some time you know. (The Gundam Wing fandom excluded, that one is immortal) So I advise to grab some tissue before reading the coming chapters.
And now..... Lets start the story!
It was night, the electronic clock in the Quigley Field Scoreboard stating that it was 4:02 am when Modo suddenly sat up with wide eyes. "Nooo Momma!!!"
Of course Modo knew mice don't live forever, he'd seen his fair share of death and then some. But his momma had always pulled through and now they had finally gotten rid of the Plutarkians from Mars. Only for her to be on her last hours.
Quickly Modo got out of bed and dressed as fast as he could, while pushing Vinnie and Throttle out of their beds as well. As soon as they were awake enough to realize that Modo was the one to disturb their sleep, Vinnie wanted to crawl back in to bed, but was hauled off the floor by Throttle who now was also getting dressed.
"Modo, what's wrong. Why are we up at 4 am in the morning? And why are you getting the James Bomb costumes from under the sofa?"
Throttle questioned, while Vinnie was yawning and stretching his body. Secretly hoping that Throttle would notice.
"Guy's, its Momma. She's on her last hours, I can feel it. We need to get to Mars ASAP. As for the outfits. They're for after..."
Modo couldn't finish the sentence, he was already on a emotional high. And if he wanted to get home before Momma died, he needed to stay cool.
Vinnie finally caught up on what was happening and frowned. He had met Modo's mom a few times, no tougher biker babe had ever rode the Martian planes when she had been young. To imagine her dieing, he could understand Modo's feelings.
"How in the world are we getting to Mars that fast? We don't have a ship anymore remember?"
Modo's voice was hard and cold when he replied to Vinnie, with only two words.
"Karbunkle's Transporter."
Both Throttle and Vinnie stared at Modo. Was he really willing to take such a risk? But the determination on Modo's face showed that indeed he would risk it if he could get home before his beloved Mom would go to the eternal roads in the red Martian sky.
"Alright, lets suit up. But before we go crashing in to Limburgers tower, lets warn Charley first of where we're going ok?"
Throttle and Modo nodded in approval to Vinnie's suggestion.
And in less than two minutes they were racing towards the Last chance garage. The clock now read 4:19 am.
Ten minutes later three motor bikes scared an ally cat as they came up to the Last chance garage. They had barely shut of the motors when a worried Charley opened the door, while dressed in blue PJ's with tiny mice on it.
"Guy's what's wrong, why are you here at 4:30 am in the morning?"
Throttle took the lead since it was obvious that Modo was not in a shape to be answering any questions. Desperately trying to keep himself together and not fall apart before they reached Mars.
After hearing Throttle's explanation, all though it did bring up some questions like how Modo knew his mom was dieing, she wished them luck and that they wouldn't have to worry about Earth for a while. She would keep Limburger busy while they were on Mars.
And then they were on the road again, this time heading strait for Limburgers tower.
When they arrived it was 4:59 am and the tower was completely silent. Nobody was around and the electronic security was turned off to save power and thus save money. So it was easy as cake to get in to the tower and in to Karbunkle's Lab.
In the corner Fred the mutant was sleeping, holding his security low voltage electrical wire, getting soft zaps every few seconds.
Quickly Modo started up the Transporter and punched in the coordinates that would take them to the road close to his Momma's home.
And then they were blazing through space, in the way you can only do using a transporter. In seconds they were back on Mars, but they didn't have time to enjoy it. Quickly the three hightailed towards Momma's home. Hoping that they were on time.
Back on earth the clock said 5:09 am.
TBC.
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