WUZ UP, This is my newest story, Sunshine In The Graveyard. Ya wanna know what the story's about? Well….READ THE DAMN STORY! And please review; it's been so long….

Murdoc: Yeah, sorry, love, but this story isn't worth reviewin'.

KK: (shoots Murdoc a death glare)GO. TO. HELL. YOU. MAN-WHORE.

Murdoc: Whateva……ya freak!

KK: THAT'S IT! (pounces on Murdoc and beats him to a pulp)

"Move it, people! This child needs to get to the E.R.!"

Adria Garrison lay helpless on the stretcher as three ambulance attendants wheeled her down the hall, the knife still lodged in her side. It somehow didn't hurt her anymore, it somehow-

"Oh, fuck it!" This was at least the fourth time that the stupid bus had messed up Adria's short story. Totally giving up, she placed it back in her backpack and sighed deeply, the lyrics to Feel Good Inc. vibrating throughout her skull. Just another day, she thought.

Except, she was completely wrong. It wasn't an ordinary day. She was headed for an adventure that she would never forget.

After the fifth time of playing Feel Good Inc. in a row, Adria placed her iPod in her pocket and crossed her arms.

"Ma'am, we're here now," the bus driver announced on the bus intercom. Hearing this, Adria stood up, with her bags either on her back or in her hands. As the bus screeched to a halt, she stood completely still, never stumbling. Adria then got off and jumped off the bus. She then watched it as it backed up, turned around, and drove away.

Turning around, she gazed up at where she would be staying for the next week. It turns out that, out of a fan contest, she would get to meet her favorite band, and, only if they approved, she would be able to stay longer with them.

The building stood on top of a large hill. The gates she was standing next to now in front of the house were rusted steel with the word "KONG" bent into the bars.

Bloody England, she thought. Just a bunch of tea-drinking snobs that think they are better than everyone else and have no sense to visit a dentist.

Essex, England, to be exact. And she was going to stay at Kong Studios, home of the alternative band, Gorillaz.

As Adria strained her eyes, she could see a form running down a flight of small steps rather quickly. It appeared to be in the shape of a young girl. As she finally arrived at the gates, she unlocked them and stepped out to meet the newcomer.

"You must be Noodle," guessed Adria, sticking out her hand. "I'm Adria."

Noodle took her hand in her own small one. "Nice to meet you. You must be the contest winner. Can I help you take your bags up?"

"Naw, I'm okay, hon'. No need to worry."

As the two walked back up the stairs, Noodle gave warnings of several things for Adria's own sake.

"The graveyard surrounding the studios is practically infested with zombies, but you don't really need to worry about them unless you're out here at midnight." The two finally arrived at the door.

"Thanks for the advice; you're really kind."

"You're welcome, Miss Adria."

"Just call me Adria, sweetheart; no need to be formal."

As the two walked in, they looked throughout a room that appeared to be a carpark. Three doors led to probably three different rooms. There was also the 19-2000 Geep at one side, which made Adria scoff. And, in the middle of the carpark, was a Winnebago. Murdoc's Winnebago.

Suddenly, the two girls saw Murdoc himself run out the door, a spark of anger in his eyes. He ran a hand through his messy onyx hair and quietly walked around the RV.

"Ah-HA! There ya are, ya faggot!"
Two other figures ran out from behind the Winnebago and ran for their lives. The first, the cute, blue-haired singer by the name of 2D, ran panting, carrying a thick book. The next, a seemingly gargantuan African American drummer known as Russel, followed him. And the psychotic bassist chased after them both.

"Give me fuckin' book back, face ache!" he yelled.

Adria raised an eyebrow and looked down at Noodle. "Murdoc reads?"

"It is only his spell book. Nothing really hard that takes a lot of skill to read, mind you. Hey, everyone, the contest winner is here!"

The three gazed toward the newcomer, who gazed back. This was going to be a great week………well, maybe!

KK: Well, this is the first chapter. Hopefully, I'll get the second one out soon, but that depends. PLEASE REVIEW!