Just so you, my little minions, don't get confused over my weird way of thinking, the ages are as following: 2D is 34 ~ Murdoc is 46 ~ Noodle is 21 ~ Russell is 37 ~ Del is 39 (Yeah. Random, but you'll see why later on *grinning like a maniac*

2D found himself standing in a cornfield. The sun was shining, there weren't a single cloud in the sky, and the only thing breaking the silence was the hoarse sound of a crow every once in a while. The wind was blowing vaguely, making the corn wave from side to side.
"Toochiiiiiiiii" a voice called. 2D looked around to find none other than Noodle standing not more than 5 meters from him. She was smiling. It was a cute smile, a very cute smile indeed. She wore a white dress with puff sleeves and black/white-striped tights. She almost looked like a child. "Come on Toochi!" she said, waving him closer. That was when 2D realized that he was dreaming. First of all, Noodle would never wear a dress. Second of all, she would never wear a dress like THAT. But 2D still managed to order his feet to move towards Noodle who was still smiling. "Catch me if you can, Toochi!" she said, and then she ran. And he found himself running after her. She was laughing, just like a child would do.
Suddenly, the sky blackened, and thunder began to roll. A single lightning stroke the sky and the wind got more and more powerful. Noodle kept running though. "Noodle! Stop, please!" 2D yelled, trying to keep up with her. But Noodle didn't stop, she only laughed again.
Out of nowhere came a ledge. Noodle ran towards it, with no intentions of stopping. 2D screamed at her, wanting her to stop for a moment, but she didn't. She kept on running until she was about an inch from the edge. She stopped, looking at him, and smiled. "Toochi" she said, reaching out for him. "Take my hand, Toochi". She closed her eyes, and repeated those four words. It became a mantra for her, and 2D wanted to take her hand, to protect her from the storm, and save her from the ledge. But he couldn't move. His feet just didn't cooperate with the rest of his body. "TOOCHI!" Noodle's voice rose to a yell, and she looked at him again. 2D realized that she was crying. And she wasn't noticing when a dark something rose from the abyss. The thing didn't have a face. Only two red eyes and claws. It was a black mass, looked much like a shadow. "NOODLE! There's… There's something behind you! Run, c'mon!" 2D shouted, as he couldn't move himself. But Noodle didn't move and inch.
The storm got more powerful as the shadow... Thing... WHATEVER reached for Noodle with its claws. It grabbed her, and dragged her towards the abyss with a satisfied growl. Noodle reached out for 2D once more, still crying. 2D tried to move, but whenever he tried, more parts of his body became immobile.
Noodle was floating in midair, only her tip-toe still touching the ledge. "TOOCHI!" she screamed. "Toochi, I'm scared. I don't want to go with it, I DON'T WANT TO! TOOCHI!"

And then the thing dragged her down.

2D sat up in bed, gasping for breath. He looked at the clock on his bedside table. 3:15. Jesus Christ, this was the third night in a row he'd woken up after a nightmare. He massaged his temples briefly, sighing and falling back against the mattress. "Bloody hell" he mumbled. He stood up and walked to the bathroom to have a glass of water. He went back to his room, closed the door and pulled the carpet op to his shoulders. He turned onto the one side, and looked at the bedside table once more. Next to the clock, there was a framed picture of him and Noodle, taken back when she'd just joined Gorillaz and couldn't say much more than 'Toochi', 'Noodle' and 'Fuck you' - the last thing was something she learned from Murdoc, surprisingly. On the picture were all four of them around a billiard table. Himself sitting at the edge of it, looking lost as always. Next to him was Russell, holding a cue straight up. In the far end of the billiard table stood Murdoc, leaning in across the table, holding a cue in his hands. In between that cue and himself sat Noodle, supporting the cue with one hand.
He smiled at the picture, and, after several minutes of thinking back and smiling like an idiot, drifted away into sleep.

What 2D wasn't aware of was, that at this moment a very special person came walking down the street. And this person was heading for 212 Wobble Street, London.

A/N ~ Sorry if this wasn't that long. What do you guys think so far? PLEASE R&R!

Thilla out.