VinnieVanDaz

I Am Mouse, Hear Me Squeak. Chapter 12. A/N: I gratefully acknowledge all of the people who continue to contribute to my stories, I would also like to welcome Midnight to my list, and thank her for agreeing to let me use her character, Silverfire, in my stories. Thanks Midnight, I hope that you enjoy this chapter, and I hope that I don't disappoint you in anyway, I am forever indebted to you all. Vinnie Van Daz. It was the day after Stoker and Charley had both been given a thorough soaking by me and the rest of the guys, it was a little after 11.30 am, me and the rest of the guys were all completing various tasks outside in the back yard,

I Am Mouse, Hear Me Squeak. Chapter 9. A/N: I would like to send my special thanks to Vinnie II for agreeing to appear in this Chapter, thanks for your support Vinnie II, I hope that you enjoy the read. It had now been a month since both Vinnie and Bola had risen from the dead, a result of the remnants of one of Karbunkle's old experiments being thrown out as rubbish at my old home in Kidderminster. We had all now arrived at our home on the Isle Of Man, whilst Throttle, Modo and the rest of the guys, had lived at the house for a while and so were well settled, the surroundings were still all too new for Vinnie and Bola, but even they were

I Am Mouse, Hear Me Squeak. Chapter 8. It was two days before New Year's Eve, I had decided that it would be nice if myself and the guys could take a trip back to my home town of Kidderminster, back to the house where it all began all those years ago. Upon our arrival I would have a permanent memorial erected in memory of Vincent Van Wham. I had also planned to have an anniversary ceremony. As it was for Vinnie, I had in mind that I would hire 17 huge Cannons, so that the guys could all fire their tribute to their beloved bro. I also hired the London Symphony Orchestra to play both Vinnie and the guys' favourite classical piece, the 1812 Ov

I Am Mouse, Hear Me Squeak. Chapter 6. I have now been a Biker Mouse for two whole months, I am still getting to grips with the knowledge that I will always now be classed by some as vermin, that didn't bother me in the slightest because to use Throttle's wise words, I had my brains, my bro's and my bike, I had also begun to develop some rather nice and huge muscles, which had not gone unnoticed by the guys. Throttle: Whoa, nice biceps, have you been working out? Me: How would you like me to wrap these muscles of mine around your neck? Throttle could see the look of absolute fun and devilment in my eyes, so he knew that I was joking, or