Kay, this is my first Gorillaz fan-fic, I've read a bunch of the other ones and I loved them, so I decided to write my own.
2-D had never really understood women. He had always thought that the only thing they were good for was sex. But he had never been so wrong, his entire world was flipped upside down the day she entered his life.
2-D had gone out to get the mail, but he didn't notice the rather large Fed-Ex crate sitting outside the door and tripped over it, nearly breaking his neck. "'oo the hell put that there?" He mumbled to himself. He got up and examined the crate. He couldn't make out much, as the lable was in Japanese.
"Hmmm..." 2-D Pushed the crate back inside, struggling to get it up and through the door before any of the zombies noticed him. "'Ey, face-ache, what the bloody 'ell is 'at?" Murdoc had just walked into the living room. 2-D looked up, "I dunno it was outside the door, tripped over when I went to get the mail" Murdoc looked it over suspicously. "'and me 'at crowbar" he gerstured towards the door. 2-D picked it up and noticed it was covered in blood. He grabbed an alredy blood-stained rag off the bookshelf to his right and wiped the blood off the crowbar and handed it to Murdoc.
He pried the dusty wooden lid off the box, though it took him a few tries. At first they couldnt see anything inside, so 2-D turned around and flipped the lightswitch. 2-D walked back over and look inside it, he gasped and stepped back. "'at is it?" Murdoc asked. 2-D shook his head, "'s'a girl. I fink she's dead though.." Murdoc looked inside "She's not dead, jus' sleepin'. See her breathin'?" 2-D peeked into the box again. "We should get 'er outta there" Murdoc nodded, he reached in and picked her up. He carried her over to the couch and set her down. She was still alive, but in very bad shape. She was dressed in a bland beige outfit and black boots and looked as though she hadnt eaten in weeks. There was a sickly tint to her skin. 2-D shook his head again, he went back to the crate and dug around inside it.
He found many empty food boxes, candy bar wrappers, and a blue fleece blanket, he didn't notice the small, silver Gibson Les Paul guitar buried under all the empty boxes and wrappers. 2-D took the blanket and draped it over her sleeping form. She gave a small sigh and rolled onto her side. Murdoc walked out of the room, 2-D chased after him "'Ey, wait, whut're we gonna do 'bout this" Murdoc turned to 2-D "Well, keep 'er i guess, I dont' want nuffin to do with 'er" He turned and called the lift. 2-D turned and walked back to the couch, 'This is bloody mad' he thought to himself. Suddenly he stopped, the girl was awake, sitting up and looking at her surroundings with a confused look on her face.
"'Ey there, yer awake," he smiled at her. She looked up, a scared look crossed her face. She jumped up "Who are you?! What do you want? Where am I?" as she spoke the last question, she sunk down to the floor, sobbing into her hands. 2-D looked puzzled, he didnt understand a word she had just said. He sat down next to her and pulled her into a comforting hug. "'S'all right, little love. Everything's gonna be okay," The girl pulled herself together, wiping her face on her sleeve. "Thank you," she said, sensing his attempt to comfort her.
"C'mon, love, let's getcha somthin' to eat. Ya look half starved," He pulled her up, taking her hand and leading her towards the kitchen. "Ya got a name?" he asked. She gave him a funny look. "Er, do ya speak English, love?" She gave him another look. 2-D had an idea, he set her in a kitchen chair. "Stay here, I'll be right back, kay?" She sniffled and folded her arms on the table, laying her head down on her arms. 2-D headed back in to the living room, searching all the bookshelves intil he found what he was looking for. He pulled a Japanese/English dictionary from the shelf.
Russle had picked it up from a thrift store, intending to learn the language, but had never used it. He carried it back to the kitchen. "'Ey love, I fink I got somethin' that'll help. He handed her the book and she flipped through the pages. "No-nood-le...noodle!" she grinned at him. "Noodle! Noodle! Noodle!" she sang. 2-D grabbed the book, opening it to the first page. He pointed out one of the phrases. She giggled, "Watashi no namae wa Noodle" 2-D looked in the book. "Yo' name is Noodle?" She tossed her head back and laughed hystericaly "NOODLE! NOODLE! NOODLE!" 2-D laughed with her. "'Ey love, you hungry?"
Half an hour later, 2-D presented Noodle with a large plate of slighty under-cooked rice, a banana, and a glass of orange juice. Her eyes grew wide at the sight of all the food. She gave him a thankful smile and started inhaling the food. When she had eaten all she could, 2-D put the leftovers in the fridge. Smiling at her appearence, he brushed some stray rice off her shirt. Noodle looked up at him "Onamae wa nan desu ka?" she asked. 2-D picked up the dictionary and looked through it. "Ahh..my name..." he set the book back down. "2-D," he said pointing at himself. "2-D-san" she smiled. "Yea, s'right" he said. "Now, c'mon. Le's getcha cleaned up" He picked her up bridal-style and carried her to the lift. He pushed the button for the carpark and set Noodle down.
A few seconds later, the lift dinged and the doors slid open."C'mon love," he said, taking her hand. They walked across the carpark, passing Murdoc's Winnie. 2-D kicked his bedroom door open and they entered. Noodle scrunched her nose up at the mess, clothes piled on the floor, the bed was messy, empty take-out containers littered the floor. "Yea, I'll fix that while yer gettin' cleaned up" he gave her a sheepish smile and headed into his bathroom, filling the tub with warm water. He turned to leave, but sat back down and poured some of his body wash in the tub, it turned into thick, butterscotch scented bubbles under the running tap.
She peeked into the bathroom. 'Mmmm...it smells good in here. Am I to take a bath?' she thought. "Awright love,getcher self cleaned up, kay? I'll be right out there if ya need me" 2-D said, shutting the door behnid him as he walked back into his room. Noodle turned to the bath, she put her hand in the water. 'Just right' she smiled to herself and pulled off her clothes.
2-D opened the door a few minutes later, making sure Noodle was in the tub and covered up. "I brought ya a towel fer when ya get out," he said, setting in on the counter. Noodle smiled up at him, she had dunked her head underwater and there were clumps of bubbles here and there all over her head. 2-D couldn't understand how this girl could make him feel this way.
Hope ya liked it. I'm working on the next chapter now, so it should be up within a few days
thanks for reading, please R&R. flames are welcome, just dont be too harsh
