Sometimes Jenny really didn't get the message.
Cherry had to learn this the hard way.
Despite their years of friendship and loyalty to each other Cherry could never really obtain from Jenny what she really wanted...her of course.

"Maybe if you just told her how you felt..."

"Look Goldie, I wrote a fucking song that's on our album titled "JENNY". I don't know how it could get more obvious."

"Maybe if you...send out some mating scents?"

Cherry rolled her eyes intensely and flipped the page of her magazine. She had no idea why she told her problems to animals. There was no way in hell they'd give her advice, let alone useful advice. For some reason it's almost as if they didn't even understand the concept of human dating...then again Cherry always had a suspicion that Dyna and Goldie were a thing. She never wanted to bother, though. It wasn't worth asking at the moment.

"Look, I'm sure by now she has a new boyfriend. Jenny always has been a bit clueless when it comes to obvious things but very adamant about dating someone at all times...too bad it's never me..."

"Cherry, I'm sure she gets it! I bet right now she's on her way to tell you she feels the-"

*ding dong*

They both looked at the door and Cherry shot the golden fox a look that outright yelled "I'm not getting that". He ran to the door and cracked it open to find none other than Jenny...and some guy.

"CHERRY!" Jenny called across the room as she bursted in barely paying the fox any mind. Scoffing at the perfect timing, the singer threw down her magazine to quickly fix up her hair.

"Jenny dear, what brings you over now?"

"I just wanted to talk to you about something important..."

"Is it about the song I wrote?"

"Song? Oh, the song...no. I never got around to listening to the tape last night...I had a date!"

Goldie walked over to the couch in just enough time to actually physically hear Cherry's heart breaking into pieces.

"A date...huh?" She stated slightly choking on her words at a desperate attempt to sound happy.

"Yeah, I brought him over!"

Jenny waved to call in the lanky pale guy she'd come with. As soon as he came into view Cherry nearly threw up in her mouth. Obviously, she didn't want to be rude to guests...okay that was a lie. If anything she wanted to tell him his body was sickly skinny and his lips were way too large for his face. Not to mention his eyes freaked her out. If it weren't for Jenny being here she would've just outright said it.

"You have a name?" Cherry spat out bitterly toward her new competition

"Box."

"Box? What kind of fuc-"

"NICE TO MEET YOU ! You can call me ! Goldie Foxx. Fox...Box...they rhyme...ha ha ha..ha...ha."

Box nodded at the Fox instead of shaking his hand. Goldie shot a look at Cherry that notified her that he pretty much covered her arse, once again.

"I met him while he was doing a demonstration downtown a couple weeks back. He beatboxes, sings, writes...he's an overall perfect catch..." Jenny's voice was full of adoration and that practically made Cherry sick.

"Hm...we're in a band called Studio Killers. We've been blowin' up overseas recently. Impressive, right?"

Box, once again, nodded.

"He doesn't talk much, does he?"

"Not really. He only gets really talkative when it's about certain things like techno, drumming, beats, and whatnot."

"I thought you said he sang."

"I do. Look up Incredibox and you'll get a full demonstration." Box stated simply in the middle of the conversation. He was slightly annoyed that they were conversing about him as if he wasn't there, but he didn't mind much. He really didn't talk much and he didn't want to say the wrong thing. Cherry seemed to automatically dislike him, lord knows why.

"Are you french?" Goldie asked with great curiosity. His accent was different...

Box nodded as Jenny grabbed a hold of his hand.

"Well we're gonna head out. We've got plans tonight!"

"Er...have fun!"

Cherry watched as Jenny grabbed Box and bolted out of the flat without another word.
She grabbed the magazine again and propped her feet up on the arm of the couch.

"Cherry...I'm so sorry..."

"It's not that bad. I nicked her lipstick."

"You... what? No I mean sorry about that Box guy."

"Him? Oh I hate him, but he won't last long."

"Who does Cherry hate now?" Dyna asked as he strolled into the room with his face covered in the strawberry ice cream he was holding.

"Jenny's got another boyfriend."

"Oi, that's tough..."

Cherry nodded.

"I'll come up wi...is that my fucking strawberry ice cream?"

Dyna looked at the carton and obviously realised his mistake. He quickly bolted out of the front door without a word.


Cherry had been online a lot recently playing this guy this game. She cringed as multiple copies of Box appeared on her screen, yet she couldn't stop playing and mixing beats. Not to mention in some of these outfits he didn't look too bad...he looked awful. To be honest, Cherry never hated a guy more. Usually Jenny's boyfriends thought they had talent but always proved to be losers. This one seemed to be the real deal, and that pissed her off. If there was any opportunity to prove to Jenny she was better she'd take it.

"O-kay...so we're off." Goldie called as he grabbed his car keys. Why can animals drive in Sweden? Who the fuck knows.

"Off? Off to where?"

"Oh, a band meeting."

"What kind of fucking meeting is it if you don't bring the singer?"

"No Cherr!"

"Dyna don't call me "Cherr" it sounds like "Chair" and that's just stupid."

"We're MEETING a band" Goldie threw in before walking out of the door.

"Wait no, who?"

"Another "animated" band."

Dyna grabbed his whiskers and tugged at this like a wise man would a beard...but it was some weird sideways action? Okay, all Cherry knew was whatever the hell it was he was annoying the crap out of her.

"And that would be?"

"Gorillaz. They're here and Bipolar Bear says it would boost record sales and publicity..."

"I want to go..."

"but you hate people..."

"but I LOVE blue hair, so the trip is worth it. I want to see if their singer was lying about his head."


Of course, Cherry actually tagged along. She was also a bit offended. She knew exactly who they were, Gorillaz were known everywhere. Actually, she thinks she heard DARE while seducing someone...anyways they were on their way to meet the members at top speed. Once they arrived everyone at the restaurant stared at the car.

"We're famous!" Dyna exclaimed not realising everyone was shocked because they were animals and the Fox drove, not the human. Once they walked into the place they went to the back room to find the four members in the area.

Cherry looked at the bunch and giggled a bit to herself. The singer and the girl were poking each other in the sides and yelling "Noodle, yew loser!" and "Toochi I can kill you over 1,000 ways, don't test me!". As mean and threatening as those things sounded, they were giggling like children and obviously having fun together, oblivious of the others. The green one was grunting like a Gorilla (Cherry laughed out loud over this pun) and the black guy next to him was just sitting there looking at his glass of water and mumbling something along the lines of "Murdoc, you fucking dick...I'll kill you." As mean and threatening as that sounds, he really meant to sound mean and threatening.

"Murdoc Niccals?"

Murdoc looked up and rolled his eyes.

"Oh sweet fucking satan, you're ACTUALLY a bear?"

"And you're ACTUALLY a devil worshiper?"

Murdoc nodded in approval at the comback and took a sip of his drink.

"These are my members, Russel, 2D, and Noodle. Myself included in the band of course."

"Hm, well this is Cherry, Dyna Mink, and Goldie Foxx."

Murdoc and Russel seemed to both take an interest in Cherry immediately. They noticed this and shot challenging glances at each other.

Bipolar Bear and Murdoc carried on with business after the introductions and everyone broke into separate conversations. After at least 30 minutes of watching Noodle and 2D talk to Goldie and Dyna she looked up to see Russel again. He noticed her looking and nodded at her before smiling.

"He's quite handsome...seems mysterious. All I know about the guy is he's the drummer...the extremely cute and quiet drummer. What about Jenny...wait, what about Jenny? I'm allowed to have some fun...besides, it'd probably just be like, a one time thing. It always is."

"So you're the singer, am I righ'?"

"Just like you...is that blue natural?"

"Fo' sure. I get tha' question a lot."

"I wish! My natural hair colour doesn't suit me."

"I've seen yo' pictures an' album work! You're quite the 'air stylist!"

"Wow, thanks...are you gay?"

Noodle giggled and watched as 2D's face turned a light pink.

"He's for sure not gay."

Murdoc snickered after hearing the comment.

"You see, if you want to talk to someone that's...well...a real man an' not a poof, you can call me for sure. I'll take REAL good care of a lovely bird like you..."

Cherry rolled her eyes at the offer.

"I would call, but your arrogance means you obviously have a smaller dick than napoleon himself..."

Cherry looked over at Russel and noticed him still staring at her.

"You on the other hand..." she pulled out a pen and scribbled her number on a napkin before folding it up, kissing it, and sliding it over to Russel.

"You can call me any time."

The singer then winked at Russel and watched as the table grew silent. Noodle looked like she was about to burst with excitement and 2D grinned at Murdoc's humiliation.

"Meeting's over." The bassist exclaimed before storming off into the night.

Noodle grinned at Cherry with excitement building up inside of her. She was literally so elated that Cherry felt as if she'd just hit on the younger woman instead.

"It was very nice meeting you all!" Noodle exclaimed

"I agree! Dyna, we need to hook up an' mess wit' some keyboard sounds, yeh?"

"For sure man!"

Noodle grabbed 2D's hand and led him to their beloved Geep.
Close behind them followed Russel who waved at Cherry before leaving. He then looked at her again and mouthed the words "I'll call you tonight" before taking off.