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Disclaimer: I don't own Modo or the Biker Mice From Mars (sadface) and I make no profit from this.

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I had problems with this chapter. It didn't want to come out easy, and it's a little short :-( But that's ok! We keep moving forward!
Fun fact: Alloy is based on my friend, who is seriously the most laid-back guy I know. Nothing bothers him, he's very zen, but mess with his family and he will take you down with a smile on his face. Silver is based on my cousin. She is such a friendly and open kid who wants to be friends with absolutely EVERYONE. It's adorable but annoying sometimes.
And please review if you haven't yet and thank you to those who have! Reviewing makes me feel warm inside and want to write more ;-)
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Modo growled at Alloy, rubbing his increasingly sore jaw. “Yeah, long time no see. Apparently not long enough though.”
Alloy laughed and reached out his hand, his normal friendly smile back on his face instead of the maniacal one that had been on his features seconds ago. Modo eyed the hand warily before taking it and shaking firmly, careful not to crush Alloy’s hand in his metal one.
Alloy was one of the most laid-back mice Modo had ever met. Where his sister was prickly and combative, Alloy was more peaceable and always had a smile on his face. Nothing ever got the male down, not even the loss of some of his fingers and part of his tail from protecting his sister from a mine blast. Alloy’s fur was the same red as Copper’s but the hair on his head was midnight black and hung in a perfectly straight, thick curtain to his waist. Modo had heard females in the Resistance coo over Alloy’s hair, some of their comments about what they would do with said hair making Modo blush. A few inches taller than his sister, the male had bulked up in five years, now having the same build as Throttle but retaining the same carefree, friendly air he had had years ago.
He also had a fierce protective streak when it came to his sister. Modo remembered very clearly the conversation they had had years ago when he and Copper started dating. Alloy had taken him aside and asked Modo his intentions towards Copper with that creepy, cheerful yet manic grin he had when he decked Modo. Modo had shivered at that smile; it was one of the scariest expressions he had ever seen on any humanoid. Modo had decided honesty would be best and told Alloy that he wasn’t sure of his intentions towards Copper yet, but whatever happened he would try his best to keep Copper safe and happy. Alloy was pleased with the answer: it held no false promises of forever love in such an uncertain time. But he had the feeling Modo really cared about Copper, and that was good enough for him.
“Sorry about hitting you, bro,” Alloy said, casually flicking hair out of his dark brown eyes. “Let my temper get the better of me.”
“It’s cool,” Modo said, dropping Alloy’s hand and rubbing his jaw again, praying it wouldn’t start swelling. Alloy went behind the bar and grabbed a small chilling pack, handing it to Modo with a grin.
“Here. If I know my sister, she already got her shots in.”
“Yup, she did,” Modo said, taking the chilling pack and pressing it to his jaw with a groan as the coldness eased some of the throbbing. The alcohol buzz he had been feeling was fading, bringing the pain back to the front of his mind. Both of the twins packed a hell of a punch and he was grateful they hadn’t broken anything.
Looking up, Modo saw Alloy starting at him, his ears perked forward and his eyes intent. Noticing Modo looking back, Alloy grinned and took a sip from the drink he had poured when Modo was distracted by the chilling pack. “I forgot how much Silver looks like you. Especially her eyes.”
Modo felt a surge of pride wash through him at the mention of Silver looking like him. “Yeah…Just wish I coulda been here, ya know.”
“I tried telling Copper that you would have come back,” Alloy said, tying his hair back with a bit of string. “But she can be such a stubborn bitch. Especially when she’s scared or wrong.”
“Scared?” Modo couldn’t imagine Copper scared of anything. Even when she had been captured and about to be sold off world by slavers, she had been spitting mad instead of scared.
Alloy nodded. “She’s was terrified when she heard you got shot down. Couldn’t get out of bed for almost a week, kept insisting she couldn’t take care of the baby alone. Then she let the fear get to her and she turned into a scary bitch trying to prove how strong she could be without you.” Smirking, Alloy took another sip of his drink. “The witch still can’t look at another male, just so you know.”
Modo’s heart fluttered in his chest. Copper didn’t have another male in her life. She had stayed faithful to him. Alloy chuckled at the goofy grin Modo had on his face. It was the same look Copper got on her face when she was thinking about Modo and thought no one was looking at her. His sister, for all her tough acting, was still in love with this giant of a male. She just needed to get over her feelings of duty to the planet and stubborn attitude.
The door leading upstairs opened, revealing Copper in her work clothes with Silver perched on her hip. Modo smiled at the image of his daughter and her mother, but then his still fluttering heart stopped dead and his jaw dropped when he saw what Copper was wearing. The black leather corset emphasized her slim waist and pushed her breasts up, giving her an amazing amount of cleavage. The pants clung to her strong legs and showed off how long they really were. Modo recognized the gold bangle above her bicep as the one she said had belonged to her mother and her hair was down in soft waves around her face down to her hips. Modo had only ever seen her hair down when they were in bed together and the association made his member stir in his pants.
Copper saw him look at her in a way that used to mean he was about to pounce on her and drag her to bed for a long round of lovemaking. Against her will she felt her cheeks warming and averted her gaze, putting Silver down after absently nuzzling her daughter’s ear. Seeing her brother behind the bar, she sent him an evil glare that had Alloy quailing back against the wall. She stalked over to him, fists clenched and her teeth grinding. “And WHERE have you been, brother mine? You were supposed to be back an hour ago!”
Alloy looked a little scared, stepping back from Copper’s rampage. “Well, you know, had to get some new, um, spark plugs for the bikes sis,” he said, a nervous smile on his face.
“Like hel-heck you were. You were out with your little biker bimbo, weren’t you?”
“She is NOT a bimbo, sis. She’s one of the prettiest, coolest girls I’ve ever met!”
“She’s a spoiled brat who wants you for your body.”
Alloy smirked, crossing his arms over his chest. “Nothing wrong with that.”
Copper growled and poked her brother in the chest. “There’s plenty wrong with that. Save your flirting when it’s your day off, not when I have to work and no way to get a sitter for Silver before we open.”
“Uncle Alloy’s in truh-BLE”, Silver giggled, skipping over to Modo and standing right in front of him. Modo looked down at the little girl, suddenly unsure what to do. Silver smiled up at him and grabbed his pants pocket, gently tugging on the fabric. Quirking her head to one side, she said “Hey, Mr. Modo, you look like me!” Modo heard Copper draw in a breath, temporarily ceasing her berating of Alloy. Damn…she didn’t think Silver’s curiosity would ever make her want to tear out her hair.
“Why do you look like me?” Silver asked, her large red eyes looking so sweetly up at Modo. He swallowed and knelt down so he was eye level with his daughter, looking her straight in the face for the first time. It was like looking into the face of his younger self, but female. She really did have his eyes, but the shape of them was Copper’s, as was the impertinent tilt of her nose. Her hair was the same burgundy with gold highlights that her mother had and was cut short to her chin with wispy bangs. Her ears were perfect little curves that had small gold hoops set into them. Silver was tall for her age but still had some baby fat on her and she wore a plain white shirt with a faded red skirt and no shoes. She had her mother’s strong stance but Modo recognized her open expression: it was the same expression his sister always had when they were children. Silver’s tail swished through the air behind her, the end of it occasionally curling around her ankle.
Modo’s heart melted as he finally got a good look at his little one. Silver was a beautiful young female and would have her mother’s looks when she got older. And Modo would be around for that. He had known about her existence for maybe an hour but he already knew he would do everything in his power to stay with his little girl and his woman. He smiled at Silver and, speaking carefully, said “Maybe we look alike because the Goddess wanted us to find each other and be friends.”
“You want to be my friend, Mr. Modo? I like older friends, kids my age are stupid shitheads.” Silver chirped, hugging a small mouse-shaped doll made of grey and red fabric to her chest. Copper groaned and pressed the heel of her hand to her forehead and Alloy winced; he thought they had gotten Silver to stop saying that.
Modo glared at Copper over Silver’s shoulder; that was another thing they would have to talk about when they got the chance. Smiling at Silver, he said “Why, I sure would like to be your friend Miss Silver,” Modo said. “How else will I find out if Li’l Sidewinder managed to get those reinforcements and beat the Plutarkians?”
Silver giggled and hugged Modo, her small arms wrapping easily around his neck. “I like you, Mr. Modo. Let’s please be friends.” Without thinking, he wrapped his arms around Silver, careful not to crush her with her metal arm. Cupping the back of Silver’s head in his normal hand, Modo breathed in the sweet child scent of his daughter. A fierce protective feeling rose in his chest, stronger than any urge to protect he had ever felt before. The feeling extended to Copper. He looked at her over Silver’s shoulder and Copper sucked in a breath at the intensity of that look. She saw possessiveness in his eye and a promise to protect and cherish her daughter…and her.
‘Shit,’ she thought as she felt the same feelings flooding her chest. Fear rose up in response, fear of losing her mind if things didn’t turn out the way she secretly hoped they would be and fear of the intensity of the look Modo gave her over their daughter’s shoulder. ‘I’m in trouble now.'
Alloy saw the look Copper and Modo were sharing and he had to smile. As hard as the last five years had been keeping Silver safe and Copper sane, it was worth it to see Modo with his arms around his daughter and looking at Copper like he would never let her go again. Alloy hoped things worked out the same for him and his chosen female, even if she didn’t know he existed yet. Soon, though, he would break through Yana Glassgreen’s heart and prove he was worthy of her.
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