Lit Cigarettes
It was a cold and slightly rainy night. The band had just moved into their new flat, and it was almost two in the morning.
Of course, Stuart couldn't sleep again. He was wide awake, tossing and turning, having dark thought after dark thought. It's been this way since he got off of Plastic Beach. He was about to get up and watch TV when he heard something.
" Two-Deeeeee!"
The high pitched voice wasn't unfamiliar to the blue haired man.
It was Noodle; who else would it be?
He got up. Memories of a ten year old girl, calling out for him when she needed something flooded back into Stu's mind. He opened the door to the girl's room. She was sitting upright, staring at the wall across from her.
"I'm sorry, I just...I'm a bit scared is all. I know that it's late and I'm not a kid anymore, but I couldn't think of anything else to do," Noodle said.
"Well, what's botherin' you, love?" spoke 2D quietly. His lack of sleep didn't exactly help the situation, but he might as well assist Noodle while he's here.
"Well I... I'm just riffing here.. I know it won't happen, but," 2D sat on the bed with Noodle as she was formulating a sentence. "What if something happens to us? What if that damn cyborg came back for revenge, or Murdoc got ill? We're all getting older, you know, and if we've been targeted for attacks, before, god knows how many will come along now," sad the young woman hurriedly, as if she only had a few minutes to speak her mind.
"Well," started 2D, "I can't promise you that we won't get hurt, but I do know where Cyborg Noodle is. You want me to go get her?" he finished, standing up and walking to the door before Noodle could respond to his question.
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Stu returned with the decapitated head of Cyborg Noodle, or, what's left of her. The hair was matted and tangled, and one of her eyes was out of its socket. There were occasional sparks coming form the wires sticking out of her neck, and her mouth was agape in a loose position.
"She ain't got no batteries or whatnot, so I think she'd be good for a plant holder, what d' you say, Noodle? Just scoop out her insides and get a good bonsai or somethn', and BOOM! A beautiful decoration to suit your morbid tastes!" said 2D with a smile that reminded Noodle of a small child with no front teeth.
Noodle giggled and said, " That sounds quite lovely. Thank you so much, 2D!" while 2D sat back on the bed with Noodle and placed the head on the table next to him. Noodle sighed.
"What's wrong, love? I thought that would help," said 2D with a quizzical frown.
"Well, there's something else, but I'm too scared to tell you. I'm not too sure you, or the other guys, would approve," said Noodle, looking at the ground next to the bed. She picked up a section of her gray blanket and fiddled with it.
" It's ok, love, just tell me! I'll promise you I've done much worse in my lifetime," whispered the blue haired man, letting drowsiness win, closing his eyes for a moment while speaking.
"Well," Noodle started. She bit her lip and then practically jumped, straightening her limbs all at once, and turned to Stuart. "Would you care for a cigarette?" she said with a smile.