The Eel: Murdocx2D Alternate.

Glancing back at the kitchen door inside of the huge, almost palace-like Kong Studios occasionally, Stu-Pot [2D] pounded away at the eel that was sliding around frantically in the bottom of the sink. He was near done when..

BANG! "For th' love of sweet Satan my head! Agh! What's that banging, STOP THAT BANGING!" Murdoc Niccles, bassist for the epic band, Gorillaz, burst into the kitchen, rubbed his eyes, and gave 2D a horribly dirty look. 2D panicked, immediately afraid Murdoc was going to beat him up, as he did most of the time.

"R-Russel tol' me ta kill it coz he woz gonna cook i.."

The slender blue-haired young man began to cower as the terrifying olive colored man, though some inches shorter than him, got right in his face.

"STOP IT BANGING, STOP IT BANGING!" The eel slipped away from 2D's mallet, and he freaked out. "Is, is too slip'ry, I ca-ca-I can' kill it!" Murdoc rolled his eyes, one red, one black. "Whad'ya mean can't kill it!? Gah, I'll kill it mahself."

Murdoc snatched the eel from the sink and strode over to the oven. 2D couldn't help but notice he was wearing nothing but underw—"What the bloody hell?" thought 2D, and then saw what Murdoc was about to do. He held the eel over a flame "Melt it's face, melt it's face!"

"NO! NONONONO!" 2D shouted, covering his eyes. When he looked up, the half naked Satanist was peering at him with a strange expression on his face. "Shuttup, would ya? You're gonna wake up Noodle!"

2D sucked in a deep breathe. "NO MURDOC! I AM SO SICK AND TIRED OF YOU BULLIYIN' ME AN'-An'AN' YA CAN' TELL ME WHA TO DO ANYMORE! YOU CAN' MAKE ME SHUT UP NO MORE!" Murdoc rolled his eyes and gave 2D a condescending look. "Yes, actually. Yes I can. Hehe." Chuckling sinisterly, he grabbed the back of 2D's head. "Muds…I was juss kiddin, I swear it, please don' hit me, I-I.."

Murdoc cut him off. He rested his free hand on 2D's soft pale neck and pulled him down to his level. 2D's eyes widened. Murdoc put his lips to 2D's. 2D was stunned and tried to resist at first, but relaxed. Murdoc took the opportunity to slip his tongue into 2D's mouth. Electric shivers ran through 2D's entire body. He tasted cigarette smoke and beer and unbrushed morning teeth, and while he normally would've been disgusted [He HATED kissing Paula.] he was strangely intrigued. Just when he was about to get into the kiss, Murdoc pulled back, panting a bit. He was red as Satan himself. 2D dropped his eyes to his feet, accidently catching a glimpse of Muds', ehem, bulge. He looked back up, and Murdoc took that opportunity to shove him up against the counter. He ran his unnaturally long tongue along 2D's jawbone, slowly moving down to his neck, where he roughly nipped at the tender skin.

He heard 2D gulp. "Eh-eh..Mu-Mu.." Not taking his mouth off of 2D's neck, he reached a slim olive finger and pressed it to his mouth. "Hush up luv, can't you see I'm a bit busy?" he mumbled into 2D's throat. Feeling a surge of excitement, 2D pulled away from Murdoc and ran towards the couch. He gave Muds a challenging look. "Come n' get me." He tried to move as Murdoc ran at him, but wasn't fast enough. Murdoc threw himself onto 2D, and they were lying on the couch, Murdoc pressed up against 2D's skinny body. 2D reached up and grabbed Muds' head, pulling his lips to his own. Murdoc slid his tongue in and out of the large gap in 2D's front teeth, and 2D groaned in pleasure. Pulling away, he stared at Murdoc. "A-a-are ya sure ya wanna do this Muds?" 2D whimpered, fearing that Murdoc was messing with his emotions, which wasn't unusual. Murdoc shot him a devilish grin. "I have never been more sure, luv." He whispered, then dropped his head down to 2D's waist. He grabbed the hem of 2D's "Swell Maps" shirt and tugged it off of him. Then he dipped his tongue down to 2D's turquoise happy trail and followed it, ending at the waist of his pants and flipped the two of them over so that 2D was on top when…"Hey, Muds, 2D, ya here? I got some…WHAT THE FUCK IS GOIN' ON!?" Murdoc's eyes widened in panic and he roughly shoved 2D off the couch [and himself] onto the floor. "WHAT THE BLOODY HELL ISA MATTER WIFF YOU 2D?! You tryin' to fuggin rape me??" 2D sat up and stared at him with hurt and rage shining from his sunken in eyes, courtesy of Murdoc.

"Bu-bu, Muds, it woz Muds n'.." *CRACK!* 2D's head spun as Murdoc slapped him HARD across the face. "You are a fuckin' perv." Murdoc growled. He then spun around and stalked to his room.

Russel gawked at 2D who was sitting, abandoned on the floor, blinking back tears. "2D..what on earth happened?" "NUFFIN! JUSS LEAVE ME ALONE!" he shouted and ran outside.