Halloween Day
"'Ey, face ache, it's halloween! Mix some drinks or somefin'!" Murdoc bellowed at 2D. "A'roight, Muds!" 2D called back. "Keep it down, face ache! I got a bloody 'and over!" 2D began mixing drinks. A photo on the counter caught his eye. It was of Murdoc, forcing him to eat dirt. "Hm... He's a good guy, he's a good guy, he's a good guy..." he repeated in his head, his eternal mantra. "Hello, 2D-san. How do?" Noodle said as she walked into the room. "Oh, erm, good, good... How 'bout you, luv?" Noodle gave him a thumbs up. "See you later, 2D-san!" She said and walked out. "Sigh... Certainly would be nice if sumbudy would 'elp me sumtoim." He saw a conveniently placed bottle of poison on the counter; would he do the unspeakable? To kill his own band mate? Yes. Yes he would.
A few minutes later...
"Hm. This drink is real good, 'ey face ache. Too bad it's SHIT! Ha!" Mudoc bellowed. "Erm... Yeah. It certainly is shitty. Shitty, shit shit." Suddenly, Murdoc fell to the floor, gasping for air! "*Gasp!* *Choke!* 2D! Help me!!! *Gasp!*" 2D stood there, laughing giddily, watching Murdoc writhe upon the floor.