2D groaned at the sound of Noodle honking the horn for the third time that hour,
"Toochi-san, up get, up get!" She chanted, honking the horn. Her bags were all packed and she was ready for Rachel and David's. 2D, however, had laid down, intending to take the longest cat nap in human history. Clearly, that was not going to happen.
"Noods, i's no' even noon ye', calm down." The singer slammed his pillow over his head. The young girl skipped into his room, ripping the blankets from his body.
"Up get, Toochi-san! Rachel and David waiting!" Noodle exclaimed, running around the room with the blanket, tying it around her neck as if it were a cape.
"Knowin' meh damn 'rents, they pro'lly been waitin' all spring." 2D mumbled, lifting his tired body up. Picking up a near-by duffle bag, the singer through a few changes of clothes in, his switchblade, and a few videogames.
"Go now?" Noodle stopped, letting the blanket slip off her shoulders.
"Yup, let's go."
2D never liked long car rides. They never failed to give him a migraine and left the poor man with motion sickness for the rest of the day. The drive to his parents' hosue was no exception. Mind you, he loved the people to pieces, but the car rides were just too damn horrible. He sat in the back with his head down as Russel drove the three hours to The Pots'. Noodle sang loudly along with the radio, changing the station before any of the songs were even over. Every so often, she'd pat 2D on the head,
"Almost there, 2D-san, if get sick, lean out window." She smoothed his hair before continuing her jam session. 2D would look up periodically for any sign of his parents house. However, with his impressive migraine, all the land marks began to blur into one trippy mass of color. Laying his head down on his lap, 2D drifted into a very short lived nap.
"Here, Toochi-san!" Noodle exclaimed, tugging on the boy's arm.
"Wha? We're 'ere?" 2D tried to shake the grogginess from his head, but that only made the migraine worse. Getting out of geep on rather unsteady feet, 2D looked up to see his parents on the front steps.
"Stuart!" His mother exclaimed, running to hug her son.
"Hi, mum, dad." 2D looked over his mother's shoulder, nodding to his father. David nodded back, then looked around the group.
"Where's Noodle?"
"Hai!" The tiny child jumped from behind her luggage, attacking the older man's leg.
"Ah, there she is!" David reached down, hoisting the child into the air, "And how are you today, missy?"
"Doin' good! But Tochhi-san got head sick." Noodle replied best she could.
"Head sick?" Rachel turned to her son.
"Jus' a migraine, mum, no bi-"
"Oh! Ye poor thing! Get inta the house, I'll get ye some pain meds!" Rachel ushered them into the house, turning quickly to wave to Russel. While David and Russel brought the luggage in, Rachel sat 2D on the couch, practically force feeding him the pain meds.
"Now, ye take a nap while I ge' lunch star'ed. We got this entire month planned, oh! It'll be so much fun!"
The last things 2D heard was his mother rambling about plans while Noodle cheered happily. His only thought was, "Great, mum did all the planning, how bad could it possibly be?