Author's Note: I got this idea from the old Kong area of the Gorillaz website where Murdoc had emailed some company that made pills to enhance male erection sizes and he said he wanted them for 2D cause it'd make everybody a lot happier, then he also had tabbed pages for cheap viagra. So in spirit of things in Gorillaz that come off as extremely gay I decided to write this.
Murdoc sat on one of the red seated folding chairs in his Winnebago; he'd managed to spend possibly two days holed up in the awful smelling death trap mostly going back and forth between drinking and possibly over doing it on LSD. Right now he was in the process of working off a hang over by drinking more whiskey, he figured if you just continued to drink then you could never get a hang over.
Somebody began pounding against the screen door causing it to shake in its frame, the sound vibrated through the hung over bass player's head causing a sharp pain to go through his skull.
"Fucking hell, I'm coming just knock off the bloody pounding" He yelled as he got up and stumbled towards the door.
The second that he unlocked it the door swung open and a rather pissed off looking 2D threw a small white box at him. Said box hit him in the chest then fell to the floor, Murdoc didn't really give it a look he was more focused on the pissed blue haired idiot who actually had the balls to throw something at him.
"What the fuck was that for you dullard?"
"No don't start with me, what the hell Murdoc?" The taller man placed a hand on Murdoc's chest shoving him out of the way so he could come the rest of the way inside of the Winnebago.
"I don't know I was just working off a hang over then you come in yelling like some crazy person." He muttered rubbing at his throbbing head.
2D folded his arms across his chest, God the boy was scrawny; not bad looking, but still scrawny.
"You seriously got no clue why I might be pissed?"
"Er not really, been on a bit of a binge. You might need to help me out a bit here mate."
The singer picked the box up this time handing it to the older man. Murdoc looked over the mailing address and...
"Oh...Oh come on Stu this is funny." He said smirking at the still angry singer.
"It's not funny, why would you send in for viagra, for me of all people?"
"Probably cause you need it" He muttered, he sat the box on the counter.
"I don't need it, not like I ever hear you complaining."
"Don't hear me complimenting you either."
"Oh right so that's why you were yelling 'oh fuck yes 2D harder, you're so fucking amazing!' the other night."
"It was just a bloody joke, alright. God not my fault you act like such a bloody girl every time I try to mess with you." He said rolling his eyes at the still annoyed, but not as pissed expression on his friend's face.
2D let his arms drop to his sides and sighed heavily, he sat down in one of the fold up chairs at the small table. Murdoc sat where he had been before his friend had burst in to yell at him; they remained quiet for about a minute before 2D spoke again.
"Another thing I want to know is where are my golf shoes and my bong at?"
Murdoc looked away from the singer and scratched at the back of his neck.
"Hell if I know, you're always losing shit; like I'm supposed to know where it goes. I'm not your bloody mother or anything."
The younger man stared at him for a second or two longer then looked away, if Murdoc was lucky then 2D wouldn't be checking ebay for awhile.