"Murdoc…" 2D sighed.
He groaned. "Shit…"
"Go faster. My head hurts." 2D whined.
Murdoc rolled his eyes, but did as he was told. He hissed.
2D sighed in exasperation. "You can't go harder than this?!"
"Last I recall, you can't do this yourself so you called me!" Murdoc retorted, panting loudly.
2D quieted since he had nothing to say to that.
"Murdoc, you're sweatin' a lot…" He said in regards to a bead of sweat coming from the latter landing on his arm.
"Dullard?" Murdoc panted.
"What?"
"Shut up."
2D threw his head back and sighed.
Noodle was downstairs in the kitchen reading an article about a man who had surgery to look like Justin Bieber.
She laughed. "I bet 2D would get a nice chuckle out of this." She thought aloud. The guitarist got up to go and show her bandmate the article. She closed her computer and tucked it safely under her arm and exited the kitchen. Up the stairs she went, humming a tune she created on her own. When she arrived at the singer's door she was about to knock but stopped and listened, curious as to what the bassist and 2D were doing.
Murdoc panted loudly. "F…fuck…"
2D sighed. "It's so hard!"
"Fuck. My hand…" Murdoc complained.
Noodle clasped her hand her mouth, almost dropping her computer. She gingerly sat her computer on the floor and listened a little bit longer in disbelief. Blush spread from ear to ear.
"I feel like my head's about to explode." 2D groaned.
Noodle could only imagine what he meant by that. The guitarist picked up her computer and walked back down to the kitchen. She'd just tell the singer when he was less busy.
"CRAP!" Murdoc shouted.
"YES!" 2D cried.
Murdoc groaned one final time before collapsing onto the latter's bed, spent. He released the medicine bottle from his grip.
"F-fuck…" He said, out of breath. "Why the bloody fuck did they fucking Hulk proof your medicine bottle?"
2D shrugged. "I have no idea." The singer took the bottle from Murdoc and twisted the cap, finally untwisting it with a grunt.
Murdoc lazily looked up at 2D. "I loosened it for you Dent Head…"
2D snorted and rolled his eyes. "Thanks." He shook two pills out of the bottle and swallowed them dry. He sighed, immediately feeling the pills working on the migraine he had.
"Whatever." Murdoc chuckled. "I need a beer." He abruptly got up and made his way to the kitchen.
"Wait for me!" 2D called as he ran after the bassist.
They came trampling down the stairs together into the kitchen to find Noodle sitting at the table.
"Hey luv." Murdoc said.
"Hi Noods."
Noodle looked up at the pair and sniggered.
"What's so funny?" Murdoc asked.
"I found this story about some man getting surgery to look like Justin Bieber!" She said, completely ignoring Murdoc.
"Really?" 2D said.
"Who would want to look like that poof?" Murdoc asked.
"This man obviously!" Noodle said as she pulled the news story up on her laptop. She got up for 2D to sit in her seat. Murdoc looked over his shoulder.
"Just to let you know," Noodle said in a hushed voice. "I support you guys 100%!"
She patted the confused men on their back and walked away.
"…What?"