Biker Mice From Mars - Breaking The Habit

Monsters Are Real And So Is Gravity

Sorry it took me this long to update this story!
I hit a major block whenever I opened it, but I finally managed to beat it.
I will try to update more often from now on since you guys seemed to like the story haha!
Thanks for the support and till next time!

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"Guys! Time for breakfast!"

When there was no response, Kiwi frowned and she walked outside, only to see that the bikes were gone.
Which was strange, actually, for they weren't exactly what one liked to call a morning person, or well, a morning mouse in their case.
But maybe things were different today.
Yesterday, Ruby had dropped by and removed both casts and after a quick examination, she had given both Modo and Vinnie the green light as they were fully healed.
So maybe they were celebrating their restored freedom with an early morning ride...
Nah.
That didn't sound like her guys, at all.
So then where were they?

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"Wakey wakey!", Vinnie crowed while his bike skidded to a halt.
"Rise and shine", Throttle grinned wickedly as he opened his visor.
"Ooh, rise and stink is more like it", Modo moaned, pinching his nose.

Limburger stared at his three biggest enemies, who just crashed through one of the windows of his beloved skyscraper to make their usual violent entrance.
The window of his bedroom, to be exact.
While he was in bed...
...naked...
"Biker Mice!", he yelled with flushed cheeks when he finally fully realized what was going on here, and he quickly pulled the blanket up to his chin.
"This is the most unpleasant awakening."
"Yeah, well. Getting an eye full of your ugly mug first thing in the morning ain't no picnic either, pal", Throttle huffed while crossing his arms.
"So, up and at 'em, fish face. You're coming with us", Vinnie ordered firmly, wanting to get this all over with rather sooner than later.
After all, this was not how he preferred to spend his mornings.

"Oh, really?", Limburger asked, now recovered from the first initial shock and he took the mask that was on the nightstand.
"You will excuse me while I put my face on...", and he wriggled the thing over his head with a squeaky sound.
"Ahh... That's better."
Modo let out a laugh.
"Looked in the mirror lately?"
Feeling a lot more confident now he was wearing his dearest mask, Limburger ignored the grey-furred mouse' snarl and looked at the mice with a slightly arrogant look on his face.
"Now. What is the meaning of this unwarranted intrusion?"
"Well, that's pretty simple, even for you, leverlips", Throttle started, calm as ever.
"We're taking you down", Vinnie continued.
"For trashing our town", Modo finished.

Throttle chuckled, and he casually rested one arm on his handlebar.
"It's called citizen's arrest. Get used to the idea... Oh, and before I forget: put these on, will ya? And I mean now", and he threw a pair of handcuffs on Limburger's bed.
"Or we'll do it for ya", Vinnie grinned darkly.
"And not very politely", Modo warned the fish, his red eye flickering red a couple of times.
But instead of being impressed by this textbook Martian machismo, Limburger started laughing.
He did take the handcuffs between his scaly fingers though, but he didn't put them on.
Instead, he swirled them around one finger as he looked at the mice with a big smile still plastered on his ugly face.
"Oh, please. Spare me the bravado, you biker buffoons. Do you truly suppose you've caught me unguarded?"

Throttle rubbed his chin as he thought about it for a moment, but then flashed their number one enemy a rather smug smile back.
"Well, we've caught you in bed..."
Vinnie let out a high-pitched laugh at this, and he pointed at Limburger with his fingers in the shape of a gun.
"...in your skivvies..."
"...and none of your goons around to hold your hand", Modo snickered, just as amused as his beloved bros.
"So basically uhm... Yeah. I'd say you've been nailed, bud", Throttle concluded, his smile now so wide that it revealed his set of perfect white teeth.
Limburger's yellowish eyes roamed over the smug faces of his mortal enemies before he shook his head.
"An erroneous assumption, I assure you, you vapid vermin. For you see, I anticipated that it was only a matter of time before you attempt to such a pathetic stunt as this..."
While he was talking, his face changed from amused to disgusted, and he practically spat out the last words in anger, showing the evil fish he really was at heart.
But just as quickly, his arrogance returned, and he grabbed something from his nightstand.
"So I took... precautions", and he pushed the button on the remote he was now holding in his hand.