Chapter 1

His eyes were starch white with fear. He heard a distant bellow of an evil monster coming just outside his underwater prison. 2D was hiding under his covers like a scared child. He muttered to himself.

"That fing's coming back, fur sure." He poked his head out of the covers, "It's jus' a matta of time. Curse that slime Murdoc, throwing me in here like some animal" After a while it seemed like the beast had left for now. He worked up what small amount of courage he had to close the curtains then curl back into his bed for a few moments of peace. What seems like his only protection from his only fear seems to magically fling open every time he wakes up in the morning. "Might be 'is idea of a joke, 'at sod." His relief was to be short lived, however, when his bedroom door flung open with such a force that made him jump

"AAAAYYYY" Murdoc slurred, wiping the rum from his crusty lips. His visage in the doorway was so menacing. Green skin, greasy black hair covering narrowed eyes. 'Practically evil, personified'. How could 2D stand up to that terror. "Get decent, 2D, it's breakfast time" He said before stumbling out of room already completely trashed.

2D sighed and sat for a few minutes longer before complying. He scooted off of his bed and walked to his mirror. He scrambled the messy tabletop for his brush, accidentally knocking things onto his already messy floor. He drew in a long sigh "Bloody klutz" he said to himself before grabbing his brush. He glided the ridges through his long ocean blue hair. He let out a grunt when he got to a tangle, he tried to force right through it, but to no avail "Grr, c'mon you" He said. His force finally untangled the knot but his arm slipped and he punched his mirror cracking the glass, but not enough to damage his hand. He grinned slightly showing off his two missing teeth "In ya face, Mudzy" giggling at his clever metaphor. He slipped on a T-shirt and a pair of jeans and hastily left his room, once again relieved to be out of that cell.

Chapter 2

2D muttered to himself the whole elevator ride up to the dining room "Stupid Murdoc 'n' 'is dumb li'le island" trying to stay as indistinct as possibly just in case the camera catches anything he'll regret. "The least 'e can do 's spray some air fresh'na. Stinks to high Heaven 'round 'ere". The doors slid open and he made his way through. He slipped through the kitchen. He sniffed the intoxicating aroma of... Bacon and eggs? Of course not. He made it to the dining room. There was a large dining room table that (of course) Murdoc was sitting at the head of.

"Smell that!" Murdoc yelled, licking his lips. "We're gonna be eatin' good from now on, my friend.

2D loomed his view downward when he heard the word 'Friend'. He looked up again and asked sheepishly "You hired a cook?"

Murdoc scoffed "Why would I, get out of the way 2D, she's bringing our food in now" 2D did so and saw Murdoc's robotic pet bringing out delectable entrees in each arm. Every time he sees it he thinks of her, and how could he not. It had the same punk purple haircut, petite body, and that cute face that says "I'm here and I just adore everything". 2D worked the redness in his face away. He thought to himself over and over ''at's not Noods, it's a bloody robot". The cyborg went back into the kitchen to get the rest of the food.

"I jus' told her 'ay, learn these cookbooks backwards 'n' fronts' and she did. Innat sumethin'" Murdoc said completely satisfied with himself.

2D squeaked out a chuckle and scratched the back of his neck "Heh, yeah I s'pose. But we won't know till we eat it though right"

"O' course, Of course. Well SIT! what are you doin' still up, idiot?" Murdoc blurted. 2D flinched at his remark, however, in Murdoc's defense, he should be used to it. He nodded and placed himself in a seat.

Cyborg Noodle placed the last of the meal on the table, and gave them their servings. What 2D saw was not what he had expected. The was no steam rising from the plate, the bacon seemed rough to the touch. The eggs were runny and the oatmeal was still grain. The only thing that seemed edible was the orange. But Murdoc being the glutton that he is, didn't notice these problems first hand and picked up his fork ready to attack it. He scooped up what he could of the runny eggs and shoved it in his mouth. He immediately realized what he had done was a horrible mistake. He spat the filth out of his mouth "GAH, dammit. Holy sweet Satan, that's the worst thing I've ever eaten in my life. I thought I told you to read those damn books Noodle!"

The cyborg rose as if from a trance and responded "Response: I did what you requested Murdoc" It droned on "My internal memory told me to quote 'LEARN COOKBOOKS BACKWARDS AND FRONTS' end quote. I did nothing wrong sir."

"THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEANT YOU STUP-" Murdoc sighed. 2D was very amused at what was happening. He gets a little taste of his own crooked medicine. 'literally', 2D chuckled at the thought. Murdoc stood. I'm gonna go wash this God awful taste out of my mouth" He began walking, "2D, be a sport and tell this bucket of bolts what she did wrong."

2D still hiding his smile, "OK Murdoc"

2D's smile faded when he learned that he was alone with Cyborg Noodle. He tried his hardest not look at it. It brings up a lot of memories when the band was always happy and having a good time.

He remembers playing with Noodle. He loved making her smile especially since it was easy to do. In fact, it was effortless. He would do something clumsy and she would be laughing to tears. Then when the laughing subsided she would kiss the sore spot and say something in Japanese that would make him feel better. 2D once asked Russel what she said and he translated "She said 'Don't get hurt too bad, I may really need you someday.'"

2D shrugged "Well what do you fink that means?"

Russel sighed "I'm not a mind reader 'D, she probably just really cares about you"

Chapter 3

Cyborg Noodle broke his train of thought "Exclamation: 2D, Murdoc needs you to tell me what I have done wrong!"

2D shook his head, "Right, uummm, well, it's just a expression. Do you know what that is?"

Cyborg Noodle chimed "Answer: Yes I do"

"Well, this one means that you should know what the subject means so good that you could read it backward 'n' front" 2D felt slightly smart being the teacher for once. It almost felt as if Noodle was back with him... Almost.

Cyborg Noodle chirped "Exclamation: I understand. The bacon should be fresh and not cooled until frozen."

"Heh heh, yes go on"

"The eggs should be cracked onto the pan, and scrambled until yoke is unseen"

2D was laughing uproariously "HAHA, keep goin'!" 'Nice job Murdoc, a real class A model' He thought.

Cyborg noodle picked up the orange and for some reason held it over her head like a trophy of accomplishment "And Orange Juice should be squeezed fresh from the orange." It clenched the orange and the juice splattered over her face. 2D fell over in his hair he was laughing so hard. The juice made it's way into the cracks of it's head compartment through it's wig. The juice then dripped into it's central processing unit. A large spark shot from it's ear. Then 2D heard what seemed like fireworks going off then a large CLUNK. His laughing stopped as soon as it started. He got off of the floor and looked over the table to notice Cyborg Noodle was twitching on the floor with black smoke coming out of it's ears, mouth and eyes.

A look off terror loomed into 2D's black pits of eyes. When the robot finally stopped moving he took a step back and tripped over his chair landing on his back. He put his hands over his eyes and told himself knowing what his fate has in store for him, "I'm goin' to die."

This might end up being a really long story (reviews please) so forgive me If 2D's voice is less Cockney than it should be.

I don't know what's up with oatmeal. I'm pretty sure it's grain if it is not cooked

My first fanfic :D (Feedback, to see how I'm doing)

I like to write really small chapters :P

It was really hard to find a good title to go with this. Just run with it.

- Brad (Holy crap, a guy wrote this)