So a complete new story, I'm still doing Reality Shows it's just that this popped into my head and I thought it's great, for you to decide.
"Face ache!" 2-D snapped out from his pill induced coma and shook is head. Everyday Murdoc wanted something or he was just wanted to annoy the singer. He had done enough, kidnapped him, forced him to sing on the album, and abused him multiple times. He just wanted him to stop, not just him but that stupid Cyborg Noodle, made to make everyone believe that she was still around, still rocking and rolling but she wasn't, she was just a fill in for the real thing. He sat up, his throat felt dry and he needed a drink Murdoc might let him out this time.
"What you want, Muds" It hurt to shout through the thick steel door, the one that could be opened and locked from the outside, but the inside was useless.
"Pack some stuff we're going of the island for a bit." The singer grunted and grabbed a bag and shoved a few clothing items in it. A bit could mean anything from a couple days to a year or so. After all Murdoc did say that after the album he would only keep him for a bit. He finished packing and waited for a while eventually there was a knock at his door seconds after there stood a Noodle...wait Cyborg who ordered him to go to the beach he obliged and slowly took the lift up. He stepped out and was greeted by Tattoo, in a way he was his escape from him going mental Tattoo would actually treat him respect along with Dave the plumber who seemed to be down in the boiler room for longer than he needed to, but he said a load of random smart words to him and in his language the boiler was really in trouble. He stepped past Tattoo and on to the beach he was quickly followed by Cyborg, which paranoid him with her guns, incredible strength, her ability to see right through people tell if they were lying or not. He arrived in front of Murdoc baggage in hand ready for there next adventure. Murdoc said a few commands to the Cyborg in reply she nodded and got to work. 2-D turned to Murdoc and shoved his bag at him.
"Where we going?"
"To the States for an interview, and we need to stock up. Y'know the rum and food all the essentials. Now pack your own fucking bag, or get Noodle to do it." Murdoc threw the bag at him, 2-D caught it but fell to the floor, he stood up and chucked his bag in the boat.
"It aint Noodle y'know" He mumbled under his breath unfortunately Murdoc heard this and shot him a glare. He walked towards the singer and poked him on the shoulder causing 2-D to flinch back.
"It's as Noodle as were going to get. Now get in the fucking boat, or I'll have Noodle make you." The Satanist snickered and jumped into the boat and started it. 2-D sighed and climbed over the side, when he got in this hell hole he never knew when he would get out, a month, couple days any length of time on a enclosed space with Murdoc Nicalls was bad enough even worst if you were Stuart Pot. Cyborg was pushing him with the barrel of a shotgun now. His eyes turned white with fear as he stiffened instantly, yeah he hated his life but he didn't want to be killed, Murdoc laughed and pointed to the decks below, Cyborg nodded and forced 2-D down there into what he could only assume was his room. It was alright, spacious enough rooms to get dressed, a bunk bed, some draws for clothes, wait... a bunk bed. He dumped his bag and ran upstairs they were at least a mile away from Plastic Beach now, and there was no turning back.
"Muds. Why is there a bunk bed in my room?" Murdoc had a pipe in his mouth trying to look like sailor, he saw the white fear in 2-D's eyes and chuckled a bit.
"Cuz you're sharing a room with Cyborg." 2-D turned to the robot who was checking her shotgun, she looked up and smiled at 2-D he smiled back and waved a bit. Instantly he turned back to Murdoc raging.
"Why can't she stay with you?"
"Because she's used to staying near you, y'know your room, the boiler room same place more or less." 2-D wanted to punch him, he didn't exactly like the Cyborg, the time he had spent with her was awkward and he didn't like that, he wasn't sure if it was just the orders Murdoc gave her or it she was just purposely programmed to be that way. However 2-D had to give up and just accept the fact he would have to sleep with the Cyborg maybe if that whale attacked she would help some way, might even respond to his orders. He slowly descended down to the lower decks as the sun lowered in the west.
He was woken up by the door to his room opening his eyed shot open and he sat up, instantly regretting it as a huge migraine came on. He grabbed his pills and took a few, then turned to see who had walked into the room. Cyborg was now packing all her weapons away, she seemed to be doing checks, she turned her head towards 2-D.
"I didn't mean to wake you, sorry." 2-D's head was spinning she had just been nice to him, nice is pretty low if you have stayed with Murdoc. And she hadn't shown any force towards him, no signs that she wanted to kill him. He checked the time 23:12 the clock read, he wondered what she was doing up this late on the boat, you can't exactly see anything its just blackness like his eyes.
"It's fine. What you doing up this late anyway?" She turned round and sat down on one of the old wooden chairs placed in the room.
"I had to guard the boat until eleven and then I went to the Masters quarters." 2-D raised his eye brows, why would she go to Murdocs room, wasn't anything to see, maybe he just needed to debrief her, give her ammo make sure she's ready for the next day, or an attack at night, or...2-D's eyes widened in shock, he turned his head to the now half naked Cyborg getting into her nightwear he looked away for a second then turned back, she was finished and was now walking towards him, to his relief she just sat down next to him. He thought this might be the right time if there was a right time to ask this question.
"Does...err Murdoc, y'know use you." He scratched the back of his head nervously, as he waited for a response.
"Master does what he needs to do, I am programmed to take his commands."
"Yeah, I know but does he..urmm touch you, make you feel awkward, force you into things you know is not right but just because your programmed to take the order doesn't mean you should do it" His hands were now on his lap, twiddling his fingers. She looked very confused, like he had just asked her the meaning of life, no she would probably be able to answer that one, just say To fill Master Murdocs needs. She turned and looked at him, her eye brows knitted together.
"I don't understand?"
"Well, does he use you sexually?" He was very nervous know and the tension in the room was unbearable. Again another awkward conversation with the Cyborg but at least he was actually getting somewhere. It took her a while to respond, which scared 2-D. He looked at her hanging head and couldn't help but feel sorry for the girl, the silence was the answer although he didn't really like the Cyborg it was wrong to use her that way. He lifted her chin and looked at her, she was crying he never knew she could cry, she must have emotions, Murdoc had programmed her to take his commands but hadn't programmed its normal personality that was programmed on its own. 2-D hesitated but then did what he thought was best, he wrapped her in a comforting hug, as she calmed down a bit, she started mumbling stuff into his ear which was just audible.
"I don't want to do that stuff *sniff* It's just that's what I'm programmed to do, I can't help it."
"It's okay luv. We can watch a movie to make you feel better. What about one of those vampire ones you like?" 2-D ended the hug, then walked to the Television.
"I didn't bring any, Master said only weapons and ammo." She climbed up to the top bunk and laid down, she sat staring at him, he looked back up at her to see her evil but weirdly reassuring smile, it was just like Noodle's but not as sweet.
"Oh. Well I only got zombie ones. We can watch one of those."
"Yeah. Your favorite one." She propped herself up on her elbows and got comfortable. 2-D rummaged around in a box before pulling out a DVD and placing it in the player pressing play, he sat down his bed and watched at least 30 minutes of people running away from zombies, although they ran unbelievably slow they always seemed to get there victims in the end. He felt his eye lids getting heavy, he started drifting in and out of sleep he was shocked out of it by an upside down head hanging from the top bunk he opened his eyes and smiled and chuckled.
"I thought you were asleep, luv."
"No, I need you to power me down. I can't go to sleep, it's more a stand by mode."
"Oh, okay" She laid back down, as 2-D climbed up the ladder. She lifted her head so that he could get better access to her power panel, he moved some artificial hair out the way and stared at her neck. In the middle was a few buttons of different shapes and sizes, it took a while and a wild guess that he assumed that the big square red one was the best. He pressed it and instantly she became limp in his arms, he settled her down then tucked her in he placed a small kiss on her forehead just for friendly reasons and got back down to his bed. He checked the clock again 23:52, he had gained a friendship with the Cyborg another person to keep him from going insane learned about its emotions all in the space of forty minutes, time is fast when you have deep conversations, if you spent the last three days talking to no one. Maybe staying in the same room as the Cyborg wasn't that bad.
Don't worry it will start to be more a Murdoc and 2-D story can't give much away tho. Well it does help if you review makes me know that people do love me, because my Mum doesn't. :) Thank You!
