The days pass as they usually do. Recording, meals, arguing, being locked in an underwater room with an evil whale, and of course having to deal with a fake version of your little sister daily.

2D was in his room right now, staring at the pipes above his head, trying to calm his racing thoughts. He was down to his last pill.

Murdoc's shipment still has not shown up and it was scaring the bluenette. He can only hope it arrives tomorrow or the day after. Anymore and it'll be too late.

'I don't want Murdoc to know, what will happen when he finds out?!' thought 2D fearfully.

The bassist was capable of anything, so he has no idea.

Then again, now that he thinks of it, Murdoc hasn't hit him once since he arrived on Plastic Beach. He still yells and drinks, but has yet to lay a hand on him.

Was Murdoc trying to improve a bit?

'Still no excuse for kidnapping me and forcing me to sing.' thought 2D.

He rolls over to his side to regret it immediately. At his window was a giant eyeball.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" screamed 2D.

He rolls off his bed to quickly crawl under it. Shaking, 2D whimpers to hug himself, curling into a tight ball.

Why did he have to tell Murdoc he was afraid of whales?

As he lays there, 2D suddenly remembers why. Murdoc had told him of his own worst fear; puppets. They traumatized him at childhood and he still hates them with a passion.

'I should have never felt sorry for him.' thought 2D.

But even with that thought 2D knew. He would always care for the Satanist. He was still his best mate, the only person who stuck around after he lost his eyes.

2D sniffled to close his eyes, a few tears spilling. Why couldn't things just go back to the way they were?

"Hey dullard, where are you?" called a voice.

This made the bluenette flinch, when did Murdoc get in his room? He sighs to crawl out a bit from under the bed.

"I'm right here, what is it?" asked 2D.

"It's time for lunch and Cyborg is charging so I need you to make something." said Murdoc.

The singer blinks, was he serious? He wanted him to cook?!

"I don't know how, Murdoc, never cooked before." said 2D.

"Better than me, I burnt water, remember?" asked Murdoc.

"And an eel's face." chuckled 2D.

This brings a small smile to the bassist's face and he chuckles.

"Ya, Russel was pissed at me that he had to cut the face off, whined about how it was a waste." said Murdoc.

"It was for the best, the eel was okay but I wouldn't eat it again." said 2D, pulling a face.

The bassist chuckles again to lean down, pulling the bluenette up.

"Why were you down there anyway?" asked Murdoc.

"Whale, it had it's eye at the window." whimpered 2D.

Murdoc rolls his eyes to pet 2D's head.

"You are ridiculous, come on, I'm starving." said Murdoc.

The two get into the lift and ride it up. 2D wasn't looking forward to cooking, but it beat being stuck with that whale.

They get out of the lift for Murdoc to pause.

"Oh ya, bad news, you're out of pills." said Murdoc.

"What, but I had one left." whined 2D.

"Well, you remember that repair guy I hire from time to time, addicted to tea?" asked Murdoc.

2D nods and the bassist chuckles.

"Well, I might have left it out and he took it, said it was for a high he was chasing." said Murdoc.

He then pulls a face to look angry.

"Called me out on getting some weak shit as he didn't feel anything." spat Murdoc.

2D was upset, no, he was scared. His supplements were all gone, which meant the countdown has already started.

"But no worries, the shipment should be in soon, plus I'll let you have at my stash, should take the edge off." said Murdoc.

'Ya, for headaches, not heats.' thought 2D.

Murdoc leaves him bu the kitchen to head to his study. No doubt for his liquor. The singer enters the kitchen to take a quick moment.

He has less than two days, that shipment better get in fast! 2D shakes his head to open the fridge to look for anything edible.

'Hm, veggies, old chicken from two days ago, expired milk, new milk, cheese, rice, take out noodles and a bowl of eyes.' thought 2D.

There wasn't much in the fridge, what could he make. A feeling comes over and 2D gets to work.

After an hour, chicken rice soup and grilled cheese sandwiches are made.

"Thought you said you couldn't cook, this is better than that shit Russel usually makes." said Murdoc.

2D blushes to quickly stuff his sandwich in his face. That praise, like Murdoc's rare compliments, sent a grand feeling of pride down his spine.

"Heh, sure you ain't an Omega, you act like one more than you act like a Beta." joked Murdoc.

"I am a Beta!" yelled 2D.

This gets a look from Murdoc who raises an eyebrow.

"Uh, I know, juts pulling your leg, Stu." said Murdoc.

2D flushes to laugh nervously.

"Sorry, thought you were insulting me again." said 2D.

Murdoc goes back to eating but the look doesn't go away. Great, now he was on to him.

The meal soon ends with Murdoc letting out a large belch.

"That was good face-ache, can't wait to see what you do for dinner." said Murdoc.

"I used up most of what was in fridge except for the take out." said 2D.

"Alright, if the damn shipment isn't in tomorrow, I'm sending Cyborg to the mainland to get more food." said Murdoc.

2D nods and for once, happily returns to his room.

*~* GORILLAZ *~*

It was late in the afternoon the next day and 2D was in bed, feeling sick. Maybe those take out noodles were bad.

It didn't matter anymore, the shipment was still missing and so Murdoc sent Cyborg off in the sub to get food.

2D had nibbled on some toast but he still felt sick, so Murdoc sent him back down to his room.

'Ugh, stupid noodles.' thought 2D.

His stomach was in knots and he was feeling hot. Not just that, but his member was also starting to come at attention.

"Bad enough I'm sick, now this has to mock me." whined 2D.

Sighing, he decides to take care of the problem.

Just as he gets his hand down, he feels something wet. 2D freeze, no, this couldn't be right, his mother told him he'd have two days!

Sadly, there was no denying it, he was starting to slick down there. He was in heat.

A/N: Well, I believe we all knew this was going to happen. That thing about 2D feeling something and cooking great food, well Omegas are caretakers, so it's only instincts that'd help 2D make something edible. What will happen next? Stay tuned and plz review.