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It was a regular day in Kong, well, as regular as it was going to get. Anyway, 2D was just getting over a migraine, Murdoc was getting over a hangover, and Russel was getting over lunch.

And that's when they heard it.

A small cry coming from the living room.

All three men went to investigate, and what they stumbled upon was pretty unnerving.

There was ten-year-old Noodle, sitting on the couch, crying so hard, her face was red.

"Wot's wrong wit 'er?" Murdoc asked. the other two men shrugged, then slowly, all three got the same idea.

"You don' thin' she start'd her...ya know, yet?" 2D asked, glancing over at the girl.

"SHUDDUP, DULLARD, THA'S RIDICULOUS!." Murdoc yelled, fearing that for once in his life, 2D would be right.

"Maybe we should call someone, you know, like a woman, probably someone older than us, who has more experience..." Russel trailed off, "Do we know anyone like that?"

"FACEACHE DOES!" Murdoc exclaimed.

"I do?" 2D asked, just as Noodle's crying turned into sobs. That scared the men enough to actually hide in a broom closet.

"Anyway, I do?" 2D asked, wedge between the bassist and drummer in the tiny broom closet.

"Your mother, dullard!" Murdoc would have slapped him if he had room to do so.

"Oh right...I CAN'T CALL MY MUM AND ASK HER 'BOUT A GIRL PROBLEM!" 2D argued.

"Why the fuck not?!" Murdoc asked.

"It's...It's too awkward." 2D admitted

"Fine, then, Russel, you call."

"No way, man!"

"Well, i ain't doing it, Facheache's mum hates me."

"FINE! I'll call." 2D groaned, grabbing his cell phone out of his pocket.

the second he typed in the number, his mother picked up.

"Stuart! How are you, how is everything, why don't you call more often." Rachel began rambling.

"H-hi, mum, listen, we have a problem over here."

"Problem? What kind of problem?"

"Well...you remember Noodle right?"

"yes, why, is she alright?"

"Well, we aren't sure exactly, we found her in front of the TV, crying."

"Was she watching a movie?"

"Yes."

"Which one?"

"Titanic, I think."

"Ooooh, just turn it off, and tell her it's okay, she'll be fine."

"You mean the movie was making her cry?"

"Probably."

"...thanks mum!" 2D exclaimed. hanging up the phone.

The three men ran from the closet to the living room. Murdoc grabbed the remote, while 2D pulled Noodle into a hug, and Russel grabbed the DVD out of the player.

Noodle looked at the men curiously.

"Well...that wasn't so hard." Russel sighed.

"Hey!" Noodle squeaked, "I...watch that!"