Chapter 4
I sighed as Russel's large fist pounded on the Winnebago's door, and slowly headed towards the source of the pounding. Russel burst in the moment I opened the door, followed shortly by 2D. He then sat down on the sofa and hailed 2D to come sit beside him. I snorted. Russel was almost too big for my sofa, leaving the dullard with almost no room.
Russel pointed to the seat where I usually ate, and of course I listened and sat down in it with out protest. I didn't want to get my nose punched in again.
"Me and D had a little chat about the whole situation..." Russel sighed. "And D thought that staying with you for a while would make him feel a bit better." I widened my eyes. "What do yeh mean stay? Stay as in living in MY Winnie!?" Russel nodded and attempted to slide over, obviously noticing the dullard's lack of space. "Oh no! No way he's livin' in MY Winnie! Not a chance in Heaven or Hell!" I crossed my arms and glared at Russel, the tension now rising in the room.
2D seemed to notice Russel's fists clenching, and cleared his throat. "I-its only fair Murdoc...I mean this was yer fault."
My eyes widened, "MY FAULT? Why don't yeh idiots get it through those thick skulls of yours that it was that ugly dog of a woman's fault!" I was now standing up again. Russel reached over and shoved me back into my chair violently. 'You WILL let D' stay with you and you WILL co-operate! Am I right?"
For a mere moment, just one moment I gave in. Then before I knew it, 2D was sitting on my bed, staring at the ceiling.
"So wot do you usually do here? Dun' you have any videogames?" He looked at me curiously. I growled at him and covered myself with a blanket. "Sleep." 2D was silent for a moment, his idiotic brain seemed to be taking its time. "But its only seven!" He finally protested. "Well in MY Winnie we go to sleep RIGHT NOW!"
It was bad enough that the dullard actually was staying, but that giant Russel also had to give him MY bed and make ME sleep on the sofa! The last thing I wanted to do was hear that idiot screeching.
2D swiftly gave in and turned off the lights, I heard him leap into my bed. That was NOT what my bed was for, and was another reason I was happy to go to sleep, so I didn't have to put up with him mistreating my stuff.
"G'night Murdoc." The dullard sighed. "Shut yeh trap and sleep." Those were the last words of the night, and I quickly fell asleep. But it didn't last very long. About two hours of sleep later and the idiot was sleep-talking. I waited for the talking to cease for a couple of minutes, but it didn't. Tired and irritated, I started feeling my way towards my bed, the plan was to punch him so that he'd stop his yapping. I'd done this previous times and it's a proven method.
As I crept closer to my bed, I realized that the dullard wasn't sleep talking—he was sleep crying. Then as I got even closer I realized another thing. He wasn't even asleep.
I sat down on the bed, alerting the dullard that someone was there. "Who-who's there? Is that you Murdoc?" 2D sat up alerted. "Yeah, its me, can't sleep cause of yeh bloody wailing" I replied. "S-sorry Murdoc, I'll be quiet." The bed creaked as he lay back down.
Its not that I'm a good guy or anything, and its not that my conscience kicked in--cause I don't have one, its just that at this particular moment I felt a sudden urge to explain myself. "2D.." I started. "..I wasn't trying to make yeh feel bad, I was doing yeh a favor." The dullard sat back up intently. "Wot do yeh mean favor?" He sounded curious. "I did yeh a favor, mate, she was an ugly, disloyal bitch." I stated. 2D's voice trembled "Please dun call her those things." I sighed "She was depressing and wasn't very good at guitar anyways, so not only did I do yeh a favor, I did the whole band a favor." There was no response, only silence. The odd silence and the dark made for a depressing mood, and after a few minutes I was about ready to go back to sleep. I started t get up when the dullard finally said something. "Thanks Murdoc, yeh right…I guess this wos a good thing." I smiled to myself. "Yeah, I am, so dun worry about it anymore and get some sleep." I started to stand up when I was tackled by the dullard. His ribs were poking into me as he was still quite thin from the whole not-eating thing. "Let go of me, yeh wanker." I brushed him off, I could feel his frown. "Get some sleep and tomorrow we'll go out somewhere to eat." I'm just guessing, but the dullard was probably grinning from one dumb ear to another as he said "Goodnight". I went back to the sofa, and fell asleep without any other interruptions during the night.
Authors note: Damn, almost 2 years since I've updated this story..sorry guys, I really lost inspiration there for a while!