Authors note :

Thank you for even clicking this. This is my first fic or atleast my first official one :) So please review it and tell me how i can improve :D Thanks to Jade304 for fixing the Grammar.

Warnings: Lemon in future Chapters, Gore, Boyx Boy, Crazy 2D, and Cussing.

Now to the Story!

-At Kong Studios after a concert around midnight-

"Hehe! Ladies, ladies. Why don't you meet me back in the Winnebago and I'll teach you some of my bass techniques." Murdoc laughed. He had two birds in his arms and a bottle of booze in his hand. The two girls smiled and nodded.

"I'll meet ya there.I have t' go do somethin' first." The blonde and brunette look at each other and giggled. They begin to walk to the car park and the two groupies dissapeared from view.

"Faceache!" Murdoc yelled. "Where da hell did you put mah flicks? I can only find your dumbass zombie films!"

"Mu'doc you keep the' in your winne!" 2D whined while laying on the couch, fiddling with his azure hair. "Why would yew even need flicks when ya go' a couple o' birds out dere?" 2D was shocked. Usually Mudz just took the whores to his winnie and shagged them right away, then kicked 'em out.

"Cause by the way they look..I'll get bored easily and they'll be worn out. Whats it to you, dullard?" Murdoc said.

"It's Nofink to me.I was just wonderin' " 2D mumbled quietly.

"Woteva', brainache." Murdoc said, waving his hand in the air as he walked away from 2D.

"I...I'm cold.." 2D whimpered, shaking his throbbing head."I need mah pills.."

Clutching his head, he took the lift down to the car park. He grabbed the knob of his room's door and roughly opened and slammed it shut.

"Bollocks!"

That did nothing for his migrane. He opened his dresser in search for his pills. He found an empty orange bottle.

"Wot? Mah pills are gone?" That wasn't a good thing. When 2D didnt have his pills, his head throbbed, and he became another person. With his migrane, anyone else would be completely suicidal.

"Mudz is in his winnie with dose birds...So i can' get anymo' painkillers.." 2D sighed but then THROB. It hurt. The pain wouldnt go away.

"When the winnebago is rockin', don't come a knockin' " 2D mumbled. Murdoc had told him that and directly stated that if he were to, Murdoc would slit open his throat and pull out his vocal chords so he could no longer bother him. He shivered in fear but a fire was burning up in his stomach.

"Oi! I'm mo' importan' den dose birds! I am his singa! wifout me da' band is nofink! I mean..He too' care of me when i was in a coma not sum stupid bitch!" 2D slammed his fist against his bedroom wall.

"I kne' 'im first! I was 'is mate first! I luved 'im first!..." 2D was boiling over. Was this all emotion what he just pent up and locked away because of his meds? Or was this just because he was going insane without his meds?

"W-why...did i? I...luv' mu'doc?...Dey are taken 'im away..."

"I dun go taken away da people dey love. I kno' i'm usually fuzzy on mah pills. Bu' i've seen da light.." Tears were streaming down poor 2D's cheeks, but he could still pull a purely wicked grin.

"If dey fink dey can take mah mudsy..dey fink wrong."

AN:

This is the shortest chapter so dont worry. It WILL get better :D If you liked it please review and next chapter should be up soon.