A/N: Alright, chapter 11. Hope you like it.

The movie they had watched had definitely freaked the singer out. It wasn't the demon zombies that were in it, but the fact that the main character reminded him a lot of Murdoc. He had one red eye, and over the course of the movie his skin was slowly turning a sickly green due to the curse he was born with. That and the fact that he acted just like him only he was younger. When the movie had ended 2D asked Murdoc about his eye and the bassist responded by hitting him in the head and telling him to mind his own business before grinning and leaving. 2D decided to go to his room since tomorrow was the surprise gig for Noodle. As soon as he stepped inside the door Murdoc silently appeared behind him with his scythe. The bassist pushed the singer down before slamming the blade right next to his head. 2D started screaming while Murdoc laughed. "That'll teach you to mind your own business."

"W-what was that for?" Now that he had realized it was only Murdoc and not someone or something else he managed to shakily get up.

"Oh nothing. I just wanted to give ya a scare was all. You seemed pretty freaked out by that movie which is surprising since you love zombies." The older man was now leaning against the door frame with the scythe propped up on the other side of him.

"Yeah, but those were some kinda freaky demon lookin' zombies who could like, control people. Big difference compared to the ones here."

"Or are they?" Murdoc said ominously before he grabbed his scythe and started walking away. "G'night, faceache. Don't let the zombies bite." 2D shook his head at the creepy tone in his voice. It's not like that would scare him since he's been hearing it for years. He got undressed and climbed into bed.

The next day 2D woke up around noon. "S'pose I should be gettin' up. Wouldn't wanna ruin Noodle's surprise and then get beat up by Murdoc." He grabbed some clean clothes, showered, and went to the kitchen.

"It's about time you woke up, sleepy-head. Murdoc-san says we're going to the park today." Noodle was at the sink washing some dishes while Russel handed him a plate. The bluenette said thanks and smiled at Noodle's naivety. She had no clue about what was really going on. He ate his food within minutes-turns out he was hungrier than he thought-and went into the living room to find Murdoc watching TV.

"Hey Muds. I didn't think you were the outdoorsy type." He chuckled and sat down next to the bassist.

"Hm? Oh. Well y'know. Thought it was a good idea. Spend some 'quality' time together."

"I didn't think she would believe something like that."

"I didn't either. But all it took was a little Murdoc Niccals charm." He smirked, obviously pleased with himself for managing to trick Noodle. Eventually Russel and Noodle joined them and at quarter to four they were loading up the geep with instruments before heading to the 'park'. After a few minutes Noodle realized that they were going in the opposite direction of the park.

"Uh, Murdoc-san? This is the wrong way."

"No it's not, luv."

"Yes it is. The park is back that way." She jerked her thumb behind her.

"Baby girl, what if I told you we weren't going to the park?"

"What do you mean, Russel-san?"

"You're about to find out. Here we are!" 2D could no longer hide his excitement as they neared the building.

"W-what's this?"

"A little surprise, luv. I know ya like charity events, so I scheduled a gig at one. I can't believe you bought that cheesy story about practicing in the park."

"You mean... you did this, Murdoc-san?"

"Sure did." He grinned at her from the front seat as they pulled into a parking spot. "C'mon. Let's get in there before we're mobbed or something." They walked inside and a man on the makeshift stage immediately acknowledged them.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the Gorillaz!" The crowd of people erupted into loud cheers and clapping and Murdoc, as usual, was absolutely enjoying it. They went backstage, or what the workers and volunteers called backstage, and set up.

"You ready, luv?" 2D was wearing his signature grin.

"Hai. And Murdoc?"

"Hm?"

"Thank you." She hugged him tightly before grabbing her guitar and going to face the crowd. The bassist allowed a small smile to form on his face before heading over to join her. The others followed and as the curtains raised the crowd began cheering like crazy.

"And we haven't even played anything yet." 2D chuckled at the crowd's enthusiasm. They waited until the noise died down a bit and then began to play 5/4. Next was Clint Eastwood, then Feel Good Inc, and all the other songs they had. It was just like when they played all their songs in the studio except this time Murdoc wasn't scowling. Instead he was being his usual self. The others made sure to give him plenty of room. When they were done playing they were immediately bombarded with fans wanting autographs. They had to sign papers, pictures, shoes, and even people's heads. At some point during the fan rush, Murdoc had disappeared. Russel went to look for him after signing enough autographs to make his hand fall off. He found the bassist out back trying to sweet talk some women.

"Yeeaaahhh. I've been playin' bass for years. I was the one who formed this band. Not bad huh?" They giggled and wrapped their arms around him, obviously stupid enough to fall for the green skinned man's fake charm.

"Hey Murdoc. Sorry to interrupt-actually, no I'm not-but we're gonna head out now."

"Can't you see I'm busy talking to some lovely ladies? Go join a pie eating contest or something, lards." He turned his attention back to the girls while Russel was fuming.

"Let's go." He grabbed him and yanked him away by the back of his shirt.

"Oi! What was that for?"

"We are not bringing any of them with us."

"Why not?"

"Because it's gross, man. I'll never know what women see in you and I don't wanna know either."

"You're just jealous." The bassist scoffed. They climbed into the geep where 2D and Noodle were waiting. The drive back to Kong was oddly quiet. Murdoc didn't want to be the one to break the silence but seeing as how no one else would he didn't have a choice. "Sooo..." He stopped, not knowing what else to say.

"Sooo what?" 2D turned his attention to the bassist having gotten bored of just looking at the passing buildings.

"I don't know. I was just tryin' to make conversation. It's too quiet."

"That's very kind of you, Murdoc-san."

"Kind? Nah. Your silence is just makin' me feel like I'm in a car full of dead people."

"Thanks for that image, Murdoc."

"Not a problem, tubby." He snickered as he drove through the gates and back onto their property. When he pulled the keys out he grabbed his bass, hopped out of the geep and was going to his Winnebago when Noodle stopped him.

"Murdoc-san, may I speak to you in private?" Despite his hair, Noodle could still tell he raised an eyebrow. "Please? I'll make it quick."

"Um... okay. I guess so." He allowed her in his Winnebago while Russel and 2D stood there confused.

"I wonder what that's about."

"Don't worry about it, D. I'm sure she just wants to thank him again or something." He walked away leaving the singer by himself. Shrugging, he went to his room. He had come up with a pretty good tune for a new song and wanted to try it out. He'd ask Noodle about her talk later.

A/N: Well there ya go. Please review.