A/N: Sorry about the wait. I had a lot of other stuff to do but I'm back.

The entire time they were watching TV Murdoc kept looking at 2D. He'd wait until no one was paying attention, and then steal a glance at the singer. Unbeknownst to the bassist, 2D did notice and was very creeped out. He felt like he should say something several times but decided against it. Luckily for him the black voids he had for eyes made it easy for him to watch Murdoc without him knowing. He wasn't sure why he suddenly so interested in him and was practically shaking on the inside. For all he knew, the bassist was planning to cut him open later and try to sell his kidneys. Russel and Noodle noticed 2D and Murdoc's staring contest but didn't say a word about it, each for different reasons. Russel just didn't want to get involved, and Noodle wasn't in the mood to hear Murdoc's yelling. After another few minutes of mismatched eyes watching black ones 2D snapped.

"Why are you staring at me?! You're not gonna cut out my organs and sell 'em are ya?!" The singer's eyes were wide, as were the bassist's. Russel and Noodle looked at them like they had spoken another language.

"Murdoc... I thought we discussed this. Sellin' D's organs ain't gonna get us good publicity." 2D then looked at Russel with a look that said 'What?! When did you discuss this?!'

"Shut up, lards. I wasn't thinking about his organs. I wasn't even lookin' at him." Murdoc folded his arms and looked to the side.

"Murdoc-san, why don't you tell us what's really on your mind? It was obvious that you were staring at 2D. Is there something wrong?" She looked at him, and Murdoc found himself wishing she was ten again and unable to speak English.

"Nothing's wrong."

"Something must be. You've been watchin' me like a freak the whole time. What's on your mind?"

"Do you really wanna know, faceache?" Murdoc looked at the singer with a dead serious expression.

"Um... yes?" He wasn't so sure all of a sudden. The bassist narrowed his eyes.

"Fine. For starters, there's beer. And wine and booze and just about every other form of alcohol. And women, of course." He grinned.

"Man, you know that's not what he meant. Why were you watching D?" Murdoc looked at him for a moment before looking down. He knew he'd have to tell the truth. He couldn't think of an excuse and leaving would just result in them asking him later.

"D... you wouldn't... kill me, would you?" Murdoc's eyes were cast down, unable to meet his band mates'.

"Kill you? Why would I do that?" 2D was shocked that he would ask such a thing.

"Well why wouldn't you? After everything I've done I wouldn't blame you. I probably wouldn't stop you either." He said the last part quietly but the others still heard.

"Murdoc-san! How can you say that?!"

"Yeah. What would make you think he would kill you?" Russel and Noodle have been worried about Murdoc's attitude lately, but this wasn't something they'd ever expect him to say.

"Muds, what would make you say that?" 2D looked at him, waiting for an answer.

"I had a dream... a nightmare actually. You killed me. And Russel and Noodle left." An awkward silence filled the room.

"Murdoc-san, we'd never leave you. None of us would kill you either." Noodle went over and hugged him. "Don't ever think that." At first he squirmed, but then remembered what the therapist had said and slowly wrapped his arms around her small frame.

"Why are you hugging me?" He wasn't angry, just surprised.

"Because I love you, Mudsy. You're that weird and perverted uncle that everyone has."

"Oh, okay. Hey!" Noodle motioned for the others to join. Reluctantly, they did, but soon went with it. They may fight and argue but they did have their family moments. It was rare, but it was nice and comforting. They stayed like that for a minute and then broke apart.

"So, why don't you tell us about this nightmare of yours? You never did share a memory or anything with us before so I'd say now's a good time." Russel waited for his reply but wouldn't be surprised if Murdoc refused. Much to their astonishment, the bassist told them everything about the nightmare. Including the part where 2D dropped him off the roof of Kong. The bluenette didn't show it, but he was pretty upset and a little insulted that Murdoc would think he would kill him. He was so gentle he wouldn't even hurt a fly. Well, maybe a fly. Flies are super annoying. Murdoc wanted to go after he was done speaking, but they wouldn't let him. They said being alone was something he didn't need. After a quick argument they were all settled in the living room with beers, except for Noodle who had a soda. After his fourth beer Murdoc had, as usual, discarded his shirt. It was lying on the floor as if it were a rug.

"Y'know Muds? I'm surprised it hasn't burned a hole in the floor yet."

"I'm surprised the couch hasn't broke yet." Murdoc shot the drummer a glare while scratching his stomach.

"I'm shocked you haven't lost your skin yet, man."

"What the heck is that supposed to mean?!" Now the green skinned man was truly offended.

"You're always scratchin' yourself. Maybe you wouldn't itch so bad if you actually bathed. You know, get the dirt and whatever's livin' on you off." Murdoc huffed.

"Talk to me about that when you've lost weight. And there ain't things living on me."

"Maybe they're under your skin and that's why it's green." 2D was trying to be helpful but only annoyed the bassist more.

"Now's not the time for you to remember you have a brain and try to make smart comments. Unless, of course, you'd like to be in a third car accident."

"Humph. Maybe your bad attitude comes from a bug that crawled up your-"

"You guys, stop. Why must you always bicker?"

"Because some of us don't know when to shut up."

"Murdoc-san, that's enough. And besides, you realize that you two fight like brothers, right?" Noodle smirked because she knew the reaction she was about to get would be fun to watch.

"Brothers?! Never! I'd sooner feed myself to the zombies."

"But Murdoc..." 2D started sniggering. "I'm pretty sure that's cannibalism since you're already a bit of a zombie yourself."

"Oh, is that so, faceache? You're the one who acts like a zombie. You even walk like one: slow and not entirely there. Ya actually aren't too. Since you're sorta missing your eyeballs and the part of your brain that wasn't stuck to my bumper probably leaked out of your sockets. Oh, and there's the matter of your teeth too."

"I seem to recall all of that being your fault. And it's better to be missing eyes, teeth, and brains than a heart."

"I can add that to the list you know."

"Please don't."

"Thought so."

"Muds, why do you gotta insult or threaten D so much?" Murdoc thought about it for a bit.

Flashback

"Why do you always have to be so mean? What'd I ever do to you?" Murdoc finally confronted the guy who made his life in high school so miserable. "You think just because you're so popular you're perfect?"

"I don't think, I know. And unlike you, I'm not a freak." He smiled cruelly.

"At least I'm not an airhead."

"At least I'm not scum, like you. Now why don't you get lost, demon boy. Don't make me and my friends here pound you." He cracked his knuckles and approached Murdoc slowly. His three friends followed. Murdoc backed away. He knew how to fight and was pretty good, all the time he's spent living with his father and brother will do that, but he couldn't take on four at once. Not to mention the fact that he was currently behind an abandoned building. He backed into the wall and figured that he might as well try. He threw a punch but it was stopped and before he knew it Murdoc was being beaten to a pulp. After about ten minutes they stopped but before they left they spit on him and the one Murdoc was speaking to before gave him one final kick.

"Later freak." One of them said. Murdoc was left there, hurting and bleeding. Although this was nothing compared to what his father would do if he was late coming home again.

End flashback

"Well?"

"Huh?"

"I said, why do you always have to-"

"Oh, that. I... have my reasons." Murdoc shrugged. Russel was about to say something, but was cut off when Noodle said she found a movie all of them would enjoy. It was a horror movie, one that was apparently declared the scariest movie of all time and one that would give you nightmares. They all decided to watch it, thinking it was better than arguing.

A/N: Here's another chapter. Be sure to tell me what you think. And I wish everyone a merry Christmas and happy New Year!