Pink. Freaking. Boxers.
That's all 2D was wearing as he opened up his closet searching for something better to wear. In the barren closet lied overalls, a pair of tidey-wideys,short shorts, a few t-shirts, and his spare converses. He tapped his chin, processing his closet and what not. In what seemed like a millisecond, Noodle stormed in, with an odd statement.
"Toochie-san! No wear here!"
2D snapped out of his distraction, puzzled.
"No wear? Wha' do you mean, luv?
"No clothes."
The azure-haired man remained confused, this time, tilting his head slightly.
Noodle sighed, then dismissed 2D's confusion. She pointed to 2D's closet, then to the door.
"Toochie-san no clothes. Noodle no clothes."
"Oh yeh, yer right, Noodz. We've got a bi' of a clothes shortage or somefink."
Noodle nodded her head in response to 2D.
"Wonna go to the store wiff meh?"
"Car or foot?"
"We could ride in the Geep."
Noodle crossed her arms, looked at the floor and squeezed out the word "okay."
2D could detect Noodle's dissatisfaction easily. He thought the best thing to do was for Noodle to get what she wanted.
"... or we can walk."
"Hai!"
2D strolled out of his room, fully equipped with a black t-shirt, the aforementioned short shorts, an empty orange plaid backpack, and 2 pairs of shades. Noodle had been at the door, jumping and running around. 2D was filling the backpack with juice packs and granola bars when he heard two voices, one yawning "good morning 'D" ,and the other shouting "why the hell are ewe taking me juice". He turned to Murdoc and Russel walking into the room almost simultaneously.
Before anyone got the chance to argue ( Murdoc would just go straight to punching 2D in the face), Noodle leaped through the room, chanting "Ohayo Russel-san and Murdoc-san!" The men greeted Noodle as she ran to the counter of the "kitchen" and revealed 4 tokens of what looked like butter bricks.
"I make for Gorillaz", said Noodle, who was standing with her masterpiece in hand. Impossibly soon, everyone was gagging on the ( way, way too buttery and burnt to black) toast.
"How taste?"
Without a doubt, the toast tasted like dog feces.
Murdoc slipped out of the side of his mouth," Hey, Faceache, say it tastes like goat tongue." Russel overheard him.
The thought of eating goat tongue made 2D cringe.
2D started, "SAY IT TASTES LIKE G-"
Russel coughed which quickly received 2D's attention. Russel flashed him that "don't you dare" face.
About 23 seconds later,
"Umm, we luv you?" 2D uttered, instantaneously receiving an elbow to the side. Noodle paused, hesitated for a second, then said thank you.
Russel phewed under his breath, then joined Murdoc in regurgitating whatever diabetic bomb they just ate.
2D and Noodle were out of the door by the first HURGHLR made by Murdoc.
"So Noodz, wha's up?" interrogated 2D.
"Umm. Not anything. Foots tired."
"Noodle."
"Yes Toochie?"
"We jus' wolked ou' loike 3 minutes ago."
" Toochie-san piggy back?"
" I'm no' feelin' up to it right now, luv."
"Ok", said Noodle with a smile as bright as ever.
Not long passed when the question reoccurred again. And again. And a few more agains.
"Now piggy back?"
"Noodz I- how many toimes a' you gonna ask tha'?"
"Until yes.", bickered Noodle.
2D sighed. "Fine, put on meh backpack, then hop on meh back."
Noodle broke into a happy dance.
It was a long 17 minutes to the store, and 2D is pretty damn sure his arms have fallen off.
A/N im pretty sleepy so, good night guys, I'll write more asap ·3·