Disclaimer: If this doesn't make any sense, blame morethanjustausername X'D Yes, I'm blaming this all on her.

Anyway, if anyone out there ships these two and gets offended by me calling them a crack pairing, I apologize (but I'm soooo not sorry), that's just how I see them.

"It was the year 1936 Murdoc-san…"

"No it wasn't! It was in 1944!"

The bassist and guitarist bickered back and forth about what year Gibson manufactured their first electric guitar. Noodle tried to tell Murdoc that it was in 1936, but Murdoc insisted it was in 1944. She sighed and sat back in her seat. The singer and drummer sat in silence and shook their heads at the scene playing out in front of them.

"Murdoc, can we just agree that it was in 1936 and move on to another topic?" The violet haired woman groaned.

"No! Not until you admit that I'm right and you're wrong."

Noodle turned towards 2D. "2D-kun, you know about guitars. Can you please tell Murdoc that it was in '36?"

"Yeah Murdoc, it was in '36." 2D spoke up.

"How would YOU know?! You don't even know how to tie your shoe laces!" Murdoc spat.

The comment hurt 2D just a bit, but it didn't bother him too much because he was used to the insults.

"Actually I do…" The singer mumbled softly. It's when he's hopped up on pain killers that he can't tie his shoes.

"Whatever." Murdoc rolled his eyes. "Russ, what do you think?"

Being the only one in the band that doesn't play guitar nor knows squat about them, Russel hadn't said anything.

"Uh, I dunno…" He said quietly.

"C'mon, you have to pick a side." Murdoc said.

"Muds, you know that I don't know jack about no guitars." Russel sighed.

"BUT, what you do know is that I've been playing guitar longer than Noodle." Murdoc said.

"Just because you've been playing guitar longer doesn't mean you much about them." 2D said.

"SHUT UP!" Murdoc hollered.

"Yeah Muds, I think I might be with 'D and Noodle on this one…" Russel trialed off.

"Oh COME ON! She's only 22 years old, and faceache is 12 in the head. How are you gonna take the youngsters' side?" Murdoc argued.

"Russel-sama," Noodle started off softly. "You don't have to pick sides. We won't bring you into this because you don't know a lot about guitars."

"YES, we ARE bringing him in this!" Murdoc snapped. "How about we make a bet; since YOU GUYS are wrong, you have to go into all the shops and cafés on Wobble Street and perform "Murdoc Is God" while I record it."

Noodle glared at him. Public humiliation? She thought to herself.

"Okay." Noodle agreed. "And since we're right-"

"WRONG!" Murdoc interrupted. "You might as well grab your guitar right now."

"Muds, all this is unnecessary." Russel tried to reason with Murdoc.

The bassist ignored the drummer. "Whose side are you on?"

Noodle and Murdoc looked at him expectantly. On one hand, Noodle usually knew what she was talking about. But on the other, Murdoc HAS been in to guitars for longer.

I don't make the right decisions under pressure…

"Murdoc's. If it'll get him to shut up quicker…" Russel said. Even if we're wrong, baby girl wouldn't make us do anything too cruel…

The guitarist was taken back. She knew Russel didn't know any better when it came to guitars, but to actually side with the bassist?! She felt betrayed.

She didn't dare let that show though. "Okay." She said coolly. "Russel-san, would you do the honor of looking up what year Gibson manufactured their first electric guitar?" She reached for her laptop and passed it over to him.

He opened the computer and logged in as a guest and opened up the internet explorer.

Everything seemed to have slowed down. Everyone was circled around Russel peeking over his shoulder. The tension between Murdoc and Noodle was so thick you could reach out and grab it. No one dared make a sound. Even their breathing was quiet and discreet.

2D thought he'd make light of the situation. "The suspense is killing me." He laughed quietly, as if he were to talk to loudly the air would shatter in a million little pieces.

This earned him a swift hit on the back of the head by Murdoc. "Shut up dullard!" Murdoc whispered.

Russel finally pulled up Wikipedia and scrolled down to the early history section and skimmed through the section until he found what he was looking for.

"' In 1936 Gibson introduced their first "Electric Spanish" model, the ES-150 followed by other electric instruments like steel guitars, banjoes and mandolins…" He read aloud.

"HA! Told you it was in 1936." The violet haired woman said in triumph.

"WHAT?! Nononono that can't be right!?" Murdoc shoved Russel out of the way to reread the sentence.

"Read it and weep!" 2D shouted and laughed, but his laughing ended abruptly when he received the glare he got from Murdoc.

"Oh yes, and since you two were wrong…" Noodle started. She smirked.

Russel gulped. He knew he should've went with his gut and sided with 2D and Noodle.

"…You guys have to act like a couple for a week." She coolly.

Murdoc widened his eyes and Russel stopped breathing.

"NO!" Murdoc ran up to the Japanese woman. "Please, anything but that!"

She shook her head. "I hope you know you guys are to do this in public."

Murdoc turned red. "Now listen here little lady, I, Murdoc Niccals, REFUSE to act gay with Russel."

Noodle glowered at Murdoc. "You have to. Or else." She said, her voice deeper than usual.

Murdoc stood his ground though it was obvious her sudden change in mood scared him. "Oh yeah? What would you do if I don't?!" He challenged.

Noodle lowered her head a bit to glare up at Murdoc. She grabbed the chain that held his inverted cross and pulled him more to her level. She smirked when she saw the scared look on his face.

"In case you've forgotten," She started, her voice low. "I am not only a super soldier, but I've been to Hell and back. Literally." She pulled his face closer to hers so that their noses were touching. The guitarist narrowed her almond eyes. "Do you really want to test me?"

By now, Murdoc was thoroughly scared and creeped out. "Yes! Now let go of me you crazy bitch!"

Noodle's cherry lips curled into a smirk and she released Murdoc's chain. "Good. You guys are to start tomorrow. I want to see you holding hands walking down the street when we go out for lunch tomorrow. Murdoc, you will pay for all of us, including you're 'boyfriend'."

Murdoc grumbled under his breath and 2D smiled and nodded. Russel was sitting on the couch with his head in his hands.

This is going to be the worse week of my life…