On the drive home from the hospital 2D thought it would be a good idea to stay in the back with Noodle. Just to make sure she was okay.
"Kore wa kūrudesu!" The little girl laughed waving her casted arm. "Watashi no ude wa totemo kataidesu, Sore wa, robottoāmu no yōna monodesu!" The singer just grinned, not understanding a word the child was saying. "Yeah, right, love." Murdoc just sighed, trying to stay focused on the road, but he couldn't help but notice the sun was setting rather fast. "Hey, Noodle, love," The bassist called in a loving tone, which caught both the guitarist and singer's attention. "Do you remember what to tell Russell when he gets back?" It took Noodle a second to understand what the bassist was saying but she quickly nodded and smiled.
"Hai! Madokku take good care of Noodaru! Toochi did broken arm!" "What?!" The singer jolted up in his seat, placing a hand over the young girl's mouth. "No, no, no, love! Um... uh... Murdoc and Toochi take good care of Noodle! Uh... Broken arm accident! Okay, okay, 'accident'!" The singer removed his hand and Noodle nodded in agreement. "Broken arm! Aka-Shi-Dentu!" 2D smiled with relief then quickly glared over at Murdoc. "So when I went to use the toilet at the hospital that's what you were telling her to say!" Murdoc laughed to himself shrugging his shoulders, looking the singer in black hole eyes though the vanity mirror. "Worth a shot. I honestly didn't think you'd were able to understand Noodle's accent. Plus, why have Russ beat us both to a pulp." The singer just pouted and crossed his arms, leaning back into his seat. Both the bassist and guitarist laughed at the singer's childish attitude.
It was almost completely dark when they got back to Kong, except for a few dim rays from the sunset peaking from behind the gray clouds. Noodle fell asleep a few minuets ago, cuddling up to 2D's arm. The singer carefully picked up the ten year old, trying not to wake her. The bassist locked the car and walked beside the singer on their way up their rooms. "Some day, huh." The singer said quietly. The bassist nodded sticking his hands into his pockets. "Yeah... Russell hasn't even been gone five days and our guitarist is already falling apart." The singer made a small chuckle, opening the opening Noodle's door.
2D walked in and carefully rested the girl down on the bed. The singer was relived that Noodle was wearing a t-shirt and shorts so he wouldn't have to worry about putting on her pajamas. He did however, remove the girl's jacket, shoes and socks, throwing them randomly on the floor. And lastly the sleeping girl's helmet, reviling her messy 'punk' haircut. He set the helmet gently on her nightstand, and planted a soft kiss on her forehead as he threw the blankets over her. 2D lifted himself off the bed and headed twords the door, tripping over a few of the girl's toys making him panic, as he was trying not to wake her. Much to the singer's surprise still standing in the doorway waiting for him was Murdoc. He quietly closed the door, stepping out into the hallway and waited to see what the bassist wanted.
"You've got a watch don't you? What time is it? There no clock in this whole damn house." The bassist growled. The singer nodded, looking down at his watch. It was really dark outside, and the day seemed so long, it had to be about 11, maybe even 12 at night... "Oh... it's only 7:30." The bassist smiled, and headed down the hallway, the singer absent mindedly followed him. "Fantastic!" He cheered. "Happy hour!" 2D raised an eyebrow in confusion. "7:30 is happy hour? Where?" "Eh, for me, happy hour is any hour I'm not asleep or not in a 50 mile radius of booze." 2D smiled and sighed, when they entered the livingroom he quickly planted himself onto the couch. He reached over for the remote and started to flip though the channels. Nothing to good on.
2D opened and closed his eyes slowly, only to open them to find the tv screen replaced with a can of beer. Murdoc dangled the can in front of the singer, holding a can of his own and the rest of the 6-pack held under his arm. "You gonna take it?" The bassist asked. The singer blinked a few times trying to understand what was going on, he quickly nodded and grabbed the can from Murdoc. The bassist sat down on the couch, setting the other four cans by his feet. "Anything on?" He asked taking a large drink from his can, and stealing the remote from the singer's hand. The singer cracked his own can only for it to spray open all over his hands and legs, followed by a laugh from the bassist. "Murdoc!" 2D called out. Murdoc continued to laugh as she reached over and picked up a towel from the floor and tossed it over to the singer. 2D sat the can down on the coffee table and cleaned himself off. He grabbed his beer falling back onto the couch again, feeling somewhat exhausted. Suddenly, a mangled, blood, lifeless face appeared on the screen. A smiled quickly grew on 2D face, Murdoc noticed this. "Hm? This one of your zombie flick?" 2D nodded excitedly, "Yeah! Please, Muds, don't change it!" he bagged. The bassist shrugged and threw the remote over to his side. "Yeah, whatever. Why not."