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vocab_drabblesTitle: Solipsist Mouse
Fandom: Biker Mice From Mars
Author: Apache Firecat
Rating: PG/K+
Word Count: 500
Characters/Pairings: Vinnie/Charley
Warnings: None
Summary: Charley observes Vinnie, and then finds herself thinking one ride can't hurt too much... Can it?
Every now and then, Charley gets a glimmer of the proverbial man behind the solipsist mouse with Vinnie. He always seems so full of himself, so confident, but he never hesitates to ride with his brothers or right any wrong upon which he happens. She's seen him pull out all the stops to stop a mugging or a meager purse thief with Modo and Throttle nowhere around, so she knows he doesn't just play hero to appease them. He truly does care about the civilians. She also knows they were all in the war on their home planet.
And she knows there are times he doubts himself. He never seems to doubt how cute he is, but she has caught him, more than once, readjusting his metal mask and watching his reflection, his long, white tail tucked between his boots. She knows he isn't as confident as he always seems; in fact, part of his bravado, she's willing to bet, is all about making up for what he knows he lacks. She wonders how bad the other half of his face is and is reminded of the Beauty and the Beast tales and the Phantom of the Opera. Unlike the Beast and Phantom, however, Vincent acts so full of himself that there are many times a day when she wants to just slap his horndog, or rather hornmouse, face -- at least the good part of it.
She wonders how often the other side of his face hurts, and what all old injuries might still make all three Biker Mice ache. Her life has been tough enough, but she cannot imagine suffering through a war that rips parts from your body and slaughters everyone you've ever known except for two people. Vinnie's watching his reflection again, his tail swishing slowly back and forth between his legs, and she cannot help but ache for him.
She walks up to him, not making a sound in the garage. Modo and Throttle have gone out somewhere. She doesn't know where, but she knows they'll be safe. Right now, Vincent is the one who seems in need of a helping hand. He actually jumps when she lays her hand on his muscular shoulder. "You're beautiful just the way you are," she whispers. It's a tired, old line, but it is beautiful.
He swiftly straightens up and blasts a grin. "Oh, I know it, sweetheart!" His furry tail wraps quickly around her, and he lifts her with ease. "How 'bout a ride?"
The others will be gone for a while, and with their help, she's actually caught up on her work. "Fine, but each on our own bikes!" she snaps. "And let me down!"
"Oh, come on, babe!" He looks at her with the biggest eyes she thinks she's ever seen. "Pleeeease?" His whiskers are twirling rapidly on his face with their own accord. Charley wonders if that's some sign of nervousness for them even as she finds herself relenting. One ride can't hurt that much.
The End
Fandom: Biker Mice From Mars
Author: Apache Firecat
Rating: PG/K+
Word Count: 500
Characters/Pairings: Vinnie/Charley
Warnings: None
Summary: Charley observes Vinnie, and then finds herself thinking one ride can't hurt too much... Can it?
Every now and then, Charley gets a glimmer of the proverbial man behind the solipsist mouse with Vinnie. He always seems so full of himself, so confident, but he never hesitates to ride with his brothers or right any wrong upon which he happens. She's seen him pull out all the stops to stop a mugging or a meager purse thief with Modo and Throttle nowhere around, so she knows he doesn't just play hero to appease them. He truly does care about the civilians. She also knows they were all in the war on their home planet.
And she knows there are times he doubts himself. He never seems to doubt how cute he is, but she has caught him, more than once, readjusting his metal mask and watching his reflection, his long, white tail tucked between his boots. She knows he isn't as confident as he always seems; in fact, part of his bravado, she's willing to bet, is all about making up for what he knows he lacks. She wonders how bad the other half of his face is and is reminded of the Beauty and the Beast tales and the Phantom of the Opera. Unlike the Beast and Phantom, however, Vincent acts so full of himself that there are many times a day when she wants to just slap his horndog, or rather hornmouse, face -- at least the good part of it.
She wonders how often the other side of his face hurts, and what all old injuries might still make all three Biker Mice ache. Her life has been tough enough, but she cannot imagine suffering through a war that rips parts from your body and slaughters everyone you've ever known except for two people. Vinnie's watching his reflection again, his tail swishing slowly back and forth between his legs, and she cannot help but ache for him.
She walks up to him, not making a sound in the garage. Modo and Throttle have gone out somewhere. She doesn't know where, but she knows they'll be safe. Right now, Vincent is the one who seems in need of a helping hand. He actually jumps when she lays her hand on his muscular shoulder. "You're beautiful just the way you are," she whispers. It's a tired, old line, but it is beautiful.
He swiftly straightens up and blasts a grin. "Oh, I know it, sweetheart!" His furry tail wraps quickly around her, and he lifts her with ease. "How 'bout a ride?"
The others will be gone for a while, and with their help, she's actually caught up on her work. "Fine, but each on our own bikes!" she snaps. "And let me down!"
"Oh, come on, babe!" He looks at her with the biggest eyes she thinks she's ever seen. "Pleeeease?" His whiskers are twirling rapidly on his face with their own accord. Charley wonders if that's some sign of nervousness for them even as she finds herself relenting. One ride can't hurt that much.
The End
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Date: 2023-03-02 04:44 am (UTC)