"Wow.." Valkyrie could barely contain herself as her eyes glided over her mother's motorcycle.
"yep. A beauty to behold,I know." Victoria, her mother, proudly exclaimed, setting her hand down on the seat.
"and you built this yourself?" Valkyrie asked, turning to look up at her mom.
"Most of it, yes. Of course, I had to have some help." Vicky chuckled.
"Do you think I could make something like this one day, mom?"
"sure, kid. You're gonna have to save a shit-load of money up incase something goes wrong, but yea other than that, you'd be set."
Val puts her hand on the bike, tracing it's accents and parts with her fingers.
"one day, mom, you gotta take me on a ride on this thing!" Valkyrie looked at her mom, pleading.
"I mean, I've already taken heavy on it. We just have to pick a good day, I guess." Vicky snickered at her daughter's excitement.
"Awesome!!! I can't wait!" Valkyrie's body shook with excitement, her hands going anywhere and everywhere.
"easy easy, kid. You don't wanna knock anything over, " Vicky sighed, "I got a system going on, here!"
"Sorry, mom."
"It's ok, just...be careful."
Valkyrie then stooped to get a closer look at the engine of the bike, sighing slightly.
"what's up?" Vicky asked. "Something wrong?"
"No. Would you just tell me how this works? It looks cool."
To that, Vicky laughed.
"Of course I will! C'mere." Vicky beckoned her daughter close, wrapping an arm around her.
As she carefully explained the components of the bike, Valkyrie listened close.
