Novemer, 1998
Turtle woke up to the sound of loud singing in her ear.
"Wake up, Turtle-chan! Up up up!" Her best friend/little sister screamed into her ear.
Turtle groaned. She hated getting up early.
"Go away." She moaned, pulling the only pillow she had over her head.
Her back and neck hurt; that was the last time she was sleeping on the floor.
"Get up, Turtle-chan!" Noodle yelled playfully, hitting her repeatedly with her own pillow.
"No."
Noodle jumped onto her, knocking the wind out of her lungs with a loud 'Oomph'.
"Gerrof me, Noods!" She grumbled, pushing her off and stretching. Squinting at the bright light, she yawned, getting up and scratching her neck.
"Breakfast?" She questioned, yawning again and sleepily trudging out of Noodles room and following the smell of bacon.
"Russle-sama is making breakfast!" Noodle sang. Turtle nodded, letting her friend skip in front of her and lead the way.
"Russle, that was awesome!" Turtle groaned happily, climbing off of her chair. Russle gave her a small half smile, and threw the dishes into the sink. She blinked twice, finally looking around the room. It was small, with a breakfast bar that she was sat at in the middle. There was a small TV on top of the fridge, which was currently turned off. The should-be white tile of the floor was stained yellow, and the wallpaper had an odd black brown tint to it.
"Hey, where's that blue haired guy?" She asked, scratching the back of her neck.
"Oh, D usually sleeps in." Russle replied. She nodded, walking over to Noodle.
"Hey, can we get my stuff soon? My toothbrush is over there and I really don't want to use one of yours, no offence." She said, smiling sheepishly at her friend. Noodle nodded.
"Go get dressed. I will wake 2D-sama up and then you two will go get your stuff." She said. Her smile faltered for a second. Why couldn't Noodle help her?She brushed it off, shaking her head.
"Okay."
"So, your painting my room?" Turtle asked Noodle. She nodded.
"I will get Russle-sama and Murdoc-sama to help me." She said. Turtle smiled.
"So, where's 2D?"
"He's getting ready. Do you still have your motorcycle?" Noodle asked. Turtle nodded.
"I'll just get 2D to hold my stuff while I drive." She said.
"Noods, whut am I doin'?" 2D groaned, shuffling out of the doorway into the crisp morning air.
"Your helping me get my stuff." Turtle grinned, reaching up slightly to ruffle his hair.
"Oh. Kay den." He said, shrugging and smiling at her. She laughed, rolling her motorcycle out from behind the trees and climbed onto it.
"Well then, Dee. Climb on!" She called, pulling her hair into a pony-tail.
"Uh…"
"Don't worry, its perfectly safe! And its either this or we walk." 2D sighed, climbing on behind her and wrapping his long arms around her waist.
"We'll be back in about three hours!" She called, kicking off of the ground and revving the engine. They flew down the steep hill, weaving past various gravestones and mounds of trash. When they finally made it to the road, 2D was clinging on for dear life.
"So, you said your hair's natural," Turtle started. "How so?"
"Wen I wer ten I fell ou'a a tree an' wen' bald. Wen it grew back it wer' blue cause all of th' meds I wer' takin'." He explained. She nodded.
"What about your eyes?" She asked, stopping at a red light.
"Muds 'it me wiv a car 'nd den I wus in a coma, but den, he crashed an' I went throu' th' front." He muttered. Again, she nodded. That explains the slowness, She thought.
"Is yours natural too?" He asked.
"Kinda." She really didn't wanna go there.
"I'll tell you some other time."
When they arrived at her motel room, 2D was shocked at what he saw. Clothes littered the floor, a few empty pizza boxes were hidden bed was messy, the walls had damp patches on them. The only clean space was the kitchen. It looked like a wardrobe had thrown up.
Weren't girls supposed to be tidy?
"Sorry bout the mess." Turtle murmured, pushing past 2D to organize the room. She moved like lightning; throwing all the clothes onto the bed, folding them on the way. 2D smiled; she looked cute when she worked.
"Can you get my CD's and laptop? Their in there." She asked, pointing to a small door. 2D nodded (Not that she saw, of cause.). The small door led to a small room, that looked like a walk in closet. Their were clothes all over the floor here, too.2D walked forward, only for his foot to catch on something large, blue, and polka-dotty. Confused, her picked it up, only to discover it was a bra.Turtle's bra, to be exact. He yelped quietly and quickly dropped it, hurrying to find her laptop and music.
About ten minutes later, he climbed out of the closet to find the room was completely clean. No clothes on the floor, no messy bed, no pizza boxes lying everywhere.
"Right. You got everything?" Turtle asked. 2D nodded, dropping the laptop and CD's on the bed.
"Were's all yur stuf?" 2D asked. She pointed to the back pack and duffle bag.
"Oh."
"Can you carry my backpack and bag please?" She asked, stuffing all the CD's and her laptop in another duffel bag.
"Erm, kay." He mumbled, slipping on the backpack and pulling the bag onto his shoulder. He watched as she carefully packed her stuff into the bag, zipped it up, and put it onto her shoulder.
"Right then, Dee. Are ya gonna be okay holding them?" She asked. He reluctantly nodded.
"C'mon then. It's nearly twelve; d'ya want lunch before we go back?"
"Yeh, please." She gave him a small smile, heading out of the door and putting the key on the mat in front of the door. Walking outside, she climbed onto the motorbike, waited until 2D has wrapped his arms securely around her waist and sped off.
"This is really good."When they had finally found somewhere to have lunch, they had gotten a table at a place called Bill's Diner. It was a fairly popular place, with fading blue walls and small, wooden tables that overlooked the park. They had taken the bags in with them otherwise they might get stolen.
Turtle took another bite of her chicken sandwich, moaning in delight.
"Sooooo, Dee. How old are you?" She asked."I'm twenny'." He replied quietly. He wasn't usually this shy, but Turtle made him feel… weird.
She smiled at him.
"Ya look younger." Now it was his turn to ask a question.
"Do yew like zombie films?" He muttered. Her smile grew wider.
"I love em'. I like all horrors, actually." Finally, he thought. Someone to watch Dawn Of The Dead with! You see, he always had to watch his films alone. He wouldn't dare ask Murdoc to watch them with him, poor Noodle got scared and Russle just didn't like them. Paula used to watch them with him, but…
2D looked away, remembering the time before Noodle came.
Turtle used this moment to scan him. She hadn't had much time to get a proper look at him before, what with all the packing such. He was tall, about 6'2, and most of that height was just his legs. His eyes were completely black; they just looked like holes in his head. But she could see the light shining off of them, telling her that they were actually eyes. Dark, purple circles rested just underneath them. He had no front teeth, they had obviously been knocked in when Murdoc had ran over him. He had thin lips and a small-ish nose that looked a lot like Noodles. His complexion was pale, but not as pale as hers. His azure hair was messy and floppy, some of it coming down into his eyes. One word to sum him up-Cute.
His black, bushy eyebrows were scrunched up and he was frowning slightly; it looked like he was confused about something.
"You okay?" She asked. He sighed, nodding.
"Yer. Jus' thinkin' bout' sum stuff." He muttered.
"Stuff is always interesting." She giggled. He smiled at her, laughing too.
"I sometimes think about stuff when I have time." She sighed. He shrugged.
"Now tha' yew'r livin with us yool have lots'a time to think bout stuff." He said. She bit her lip.
"So…Your okay with me living with you lot?" She asked.
He nodded, smiling slightly.
She let out a breath that she didn't know she had been holding in, stretching."That's okay then."
"Whats yur favourite food? He asked after a moment. She smiled at him, before replying.
"Pizza."And it took off from there.
Millions of questions flew between them, from 'What's your favourite animal' to 'What are you most scared of?
"I'm most scared of…Manatees." Turtle admitted sheepishly. "I've been scared of them ever since I had a dream one of them ate me and Noodle." 2D smiled at her.
"I'm terrified of whales. Can't stand em'." He muttered. Turtle patted him on the shoulder reassuringly.
"I'm scared of whales, too. Actually, I'm scared of any type of swimming thing, apart from turtles and octopuses." She said, finishing her sandwich off. Looking at her watch, it was almost half past one. They had been talking for one and a half hours.
"We should be heading back now, Dee." She said, getting up and picking her bag up. He stood up too; pulling the backpack over one shoulder and the duffle over the smiled at him.
"You have beautiful eyes." She murmured, walking outside the café towards her bike.
That came out of no-where He thought.
Usually 'beautiful' wasn't what people used to describe his eyes. It was usually 'weird' or 'scary'.
He gave her a weird look, following her to her bike. She turned around and smiled at him when he climbed on, humming a tune that sounded very familiar to 2D. The journey home was silent; neither had anything to say to one they finally did arrive back at Kong, they were greeted by a hyper Noodle.
"Turtle-chan! 2D-sama!" She screamed, hugging them.
"Ey, Noods." 2D replied. She smiled at him.
"We've nearly finished your room, Turtle-chan! I know you will really like it!" She giggled/yelled into Turtle's ear.
"Well, I'll finish it tomorrow. You guys have done too much for me already. Have you had lunch yet?" Turtle asked, walking through the open front door of Kong. Noodle nodded, pulling her to the kitchen. Russle was just finishing a sandwich, and Murdoc was no-where to be seen.
"Did Murdoc help at all?" She asked, sitting down next to him. He nodded.
"Only for 'bout ten minutes, then he went back to the Winnie." He muttered.
"Aww. Thanks for helping anyway, Russle." She said, giving him a kiss on the cheek.
"Hey!" Murdoc said, walking in."Where's my kiss?"
"You don't get a kiss." She purred."You get something better."
Of cause, she was faking it, Russle and Noodle could see that. But 2D was too dim to notice and Murdoc's sense had been clouded over with lust.
Turtle walked up to him, so close they were almost touching, when she slapped him (Lightly.) across the cheek.
"That's what you get for not helping." She said, smirking. 2D let out a quiet laugh.
Murdoc glared at her, leaving the room grumbling about something or other.
"Thanks for helping me get my stuff 2D." She muttered, kissing him on the cheek and hugging him lightly before running off with Noodle to Noodle's room.
2D felt a bright smile take over his face. That was the first time he had been kissed in anyway in walked slowly to his room; happy with his mornings work.
So? How was it? By the way, i'm planning on taking this all the way to plastic beach. Review and tell me what you think!