It was crazy world. It always had been for everyone who lived in it and how they lived while in it. One day could be normal for one but yet could be crazy for another...

That had happened to Stuart Pot so many times. One minute he would have brown hair, the next it was growing out to be blue. Same with his eyes from all the crashes he had been in due to a former bandmate. Yet every time something out of place had happened he had seemed to not mind it or seem to care about it. Sadly this was the first real time it was bothering him.

Since Gorillaz had broken up everyone went their own ways. It was often the same for the man with blue hair. He would wake up about noon if he didn't have to work and if he had enough money from buying food and paying rent he would go out drinking. Often it would be a quick night due to running away from an ex; Paula. Sometimes with that relationship he wondered where he had gone wrong to make Paula cheat but yet he didn't know how. Somewhat he was happy to no longer have Paula in the band because if she was still there then they wouldn't have gotten his 'lil luv'.

"Noodle" He mumbled to himself before rolling over on his bed to look away from the lights outside. He missed her more then anything. She did die in the El MaƱana incident and it broke the bands heart. Why was 2D seeing her? Why did he somehow see her when she was dead? He didn't understand. She died and left her best friend alone.

Stuart couldn't keep mad at her since he knew it wasn't her fault. She didn't ask to crash done and meet the earths surface... Did she? No, not his lil luv. Never. He sighed before rolling over again to stare at the ceiling. Who did he see though? Was it just some Gorillaz fan who made her hair look like Noodle's? The blue haired man sighed and knew he shouldn't keep dwelling on this topic but it wasn't going away. He just didn't know or understand. Why would something like this happen to him of all people? Noodle was dead and he wanted- no needed to get that through his head.

After a few minutes of dwelling on the subject the black eyed man raised from his bed and made his way to the small kitchen table, grabbing a pen and a small piece of paper with him and started to write. He knew he never wanted to be in Gorillaz again from what had happened but yet this just needed to be written down before he felt like he was more crazy then he thought.

'The radio station disappeared

turning into thin air

The DJ was the last to leave

She had well conditioned hair

Was beautiful but nothing really

Was there'

He stopped at that before feeling tears start to slide their way down their face, breaking his heart all over again from what had just happened. He needed to find who this Noodle looking girl was and what was going


It's been a while ha? This fanfic is based after my other one called 'Nothing Was There'. The fanfic is sort of based on the song Hong Kong by Gorillaz. Yep. No one in the fanfic belongs to me and I know what happened between Demon Days and Plastic Beach might be wrong but oh well./p