It’s been sometime since the motorcycle incident that his rookery brother Lexington made to which he himself messed the entire vehicle up. The smaller gargoyle was definitely not happy with this development, so in an effort to make it up to him, he was scouring an automotive junkyard they went to last time to gather up the parts for the bike. Tonight he was alone, looking into piled up cars and motorcycles for the appropriate parts, being pretty cautious to not be seen by humans after what happened the last few times.
“Ugh…doing this alone is harder than it looks…” He muttered to himself as he kept looking.
“Be my guest. Want me to take the lead or should I let you have a go at handling this thing?” Chip offered, patting the soft leather seat invitingly.
The eagerness on his face clearly showed the gargoyle wanted to ride the bike, but what if he accidentally scratched it? Then again, he did do well with riding it the first time if it wasn’t for that bike gang and the other thing…“I’ll take the lead, chip. Thank you.” He sat down gently on the bike, wrapping his tail around himself.
Chip smirked and moved to allow Brooklyn to take the seat in front of him. Ever since he had claimed the bike as his own, he had never gotten the opportunity to share it with anyone until now. He sat himself down behind the crimson gargoyle, placing his large pawn on his shoulders to stable himself. “Take us away then!”
He grinned and made a vroom vroom sound with the motorcycle. With no time to waste he immediately started the vehicle and drove out into the open street, zooming pass slow cars and pedestrians that looked at them with confusion. “This feels awesome!”
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