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Something was wrong with Murdoc- I just knew there was, just as soon as I saw him this morning..let's start over.

We should have woken up as we usually do: one of us waking up the other by blowing warm air in the other's face. Instead, 2D woke me up by prodding me in the thigh, somewhat jarring me half out of slumber. 2D had mumbled something about going out to grab some more smokes, and left me sleeping by myself. By the time I'd woken up again, he still wasn't back. Only being a little annoyed, but rather bored, I headed towards my now mostly vacant room. There was still some clothes left in drawers, as well as my music, books and movies all on my bookshelf.

I grabbed my book: 'Sir Gawain and The Green Knight' and headed towards the living room to read. Still clad in a pair of polar bear sleeping pants and a white and black striped tank, my bare feet scraped against the floor and I noticed that the whole studio was deathly silent. I past Noodle's room-and heard her snoring lightly behind her door. Same with Russel, so that explained the lack of life in the house. I took the stairs instead of taking the elevator down to the living room.

I almost didn't notice him.

He was sitting in the middle of the couch, his eyes far off as he starred at the tv. The tv wasn't even on. I came around beside him, leaning my back against his side as I opened up my book to the page that I had dog-eared earlier. Murdoc sighed, leaning back further into the couch as I yawned and flipped the page.

"Aren't yew gonna ask whot's wrong?" Murdoc's gravely voice broke the stale air, and after I finished the first few paragraphs.

"Nah.." I said quietly, dog-earning another page before closing my book briefly.

"You're awfully..quiet.." Murdoc prodded me with a sharp nail. I shrugged.

"You're louder around 2D."

"I'm not loud." I protested calmly, flicking at the binding of my book, wanting to read more. I had been taught it was rude to read while in a conversation, but c'mon! This was Murdoc, he wouldn't give a shit.

"Well..not louder..jus'..more..'appy. Loike yew liiiiiiikeee 'im or somethin'." Muds smirked.

"Thanks Professor Sherlock.." I shot back, opening up my book once more. Murdoc sighed, closing his mismatched eyes in what looked like exhaustion.

It was true-I knew it was. I treated 2D differently from everyone else. I was usually quiet, and somewhat withheld, but was quick to snap back a painful word or snarky remark. Never with 2D though..never with my long legs. I'd go out of my way to drag out each and every conversation, each and every sentence. I told him whatever he wanted to hear, always hoping that my answer was good enough for him.

With others-I was withdrawn, whereas with 2D I'd strive to make him laugh.

Silence surrounded us, as Murdoc glanced at me every so often.

"Yew seem..to be 'iding somethin'."

"I hide nothing. I'm just being poked at by someone playing mad scientist." I whistled back, getting to the part where Sir Gawain hacked the Green Knight's head off. Murdoc's hand was toying with the hide of his leather cuban heels.

"You're joinin' tha band yew know.." He stated, kicking his heels onto the coffee table. I felt Noodle's presents-she was hiding in the shadows beside the door frame, lurking in case of danger. I chose to ignore her, she seemingly didn't want to be seen. I scoffed, flipping the page of my book and pretended to read.

"With what? My awesome beat box skills?" I snorted as Murdoc chuckled.

"That's what I'm talkin' 'bout. Yew gotta little..demon side Say. What'cha play?"

I shrugged. "Nothing."

"Liar."

I felt him shift awkwardly, as my back pressed against his side.

"I 'eard ya 'n face-ache talking 'bout the sodding banjo." He spat, as I snorted.

"You're such a peeper..sure, I play a few things. Banjo being one of them." I stated strongly: I loved my banjo thank you very much.

"Like whot?" He said happily, I could almost see the money symbols shine in his eyes as I held up my hand and began counting.

"Besides the banjo: guitar, harmonica, lute, harp guitar, lazer harp,..Long Leg's is re-teaching me piano and recently I've been fuckin' around with a thing called a didgeridoo.." I listed absentmindedly, flipping to another page of my book as Murdoc rubbed his hands together happily, muttering something about some music video shoots that were coming up. I rolled my eyes-no way he was getting me to be in those.

Inside my brain, I hoped I'd be able to play behind the scenes. Maybe I could shack a nice little nest behind Russel and his drums, and play my little instruments. Hopefully, no one would see me, and I'd still be able to help out. Not like they needed any helping out-far from it. I wasn't into hard core music playing like the band was..but..I felt a little left out in a way. When everyone would go practice, and I'd have to stay outside the recording booth, watching the strange man help them record their music.

I heard even footsteps coming from the hallway, as I saw Noodle scamper past us and into the kitchen. She most likely didn't want to be caught snooping by the person coming along. Long legs traveled quickly down the hallway, his usual mop of blue hair shooting out every which way.

"Good mornin'." 2D said, his eyes spying the position Murdoc and I were in. I rolled my eyes. Sweet Satan, here comes his silent jealousy. I only had my back pressed against Murdoc's side, using him as like when someone would sit and lean against a wall.

2D, my love, don't be jealous of walls. It isn't healthy, really it isnt.

2D chugged over, gently tugging me away from Muds and onto his lap. He sat further away from Murdoc, all the way on the other end of the long couch.

"Can I read wif ya?" He asked, looking over my shoulder at my open book. I nodded quietly, snuggling my back into his chest before picking up where I left off. Gawain was traveling to the green temple to battle once more with the green knight. 2D breathed over my shoulder, his chin laying on my shoulder as I felt his dark eyes scan the page. He swallowed thickly.

"So..whot's happened?" He asked. "This is awll..in..old English." He eyed the book with distaste. I chuckled, showing him the picture on the cover.

"'S alright..reading old English is just easy for me..pretty much this green knight tries to fight the king. One of the king knights: Gawain takes the fight for him. The knight and Gawain made a pact: Gawain could strike first, if in a years time they'd battle again and the green knight could strike first. Gawain stuck, cutting off the green knights head and sending him away. Right now, he's traveling to the green temple..to fight the green knight once more.." I said, flipping through pages and showing him the drawings that were dotted randomly through the book.

2D nodded as Murdoc snorted, listening to our conversation.

"The longest thin' ye ever say's 'bout a tossin' book."

He stood up, brushing off his shoulders playfully, grabbed the beer he had with him, and with a passing pat to my head he went back to this Winnebago. I smiled, sticking my tongue out at the green skinned man. 2D's arms around my waist tightened, but I brushed it off.

"So..who's tha' good guy?" He asked, nuzzling my cheek.

"Neither really..Gawain has hidden secrets, and lies to people. The Green Knight just fights and brings Gawain's faults to light for his own good."

"Why was 'e a knight?"

"They were both knights. They knew Gawain's name so they called him: Sir Gawain. They didn't know the Green Knights name, so they called him just that." I sighed, nuzzling his cheek back. He was apparently full of questions, even after his departure this morning. I couldn't stay mad at him- and I was kinda being ridiculous. It's not like he's my boyfriend, and he left me after sex. He's allowed to wake up and wander whenever he likes, it's just the tone of which he said he was leaving is what pissed me off I suppose.

"Why'd they call 'im tha' gwreen knight?"

"Cause his hair was green." I said, reaching back and scratching at his azure hair. We were silent for the rest of the story. I closed the book, throwing it down on the coffee table as 2D's chin rested on the top of my head.

"So..would' ah be a blue knight?" He asked seriously, breathing deeply into my hair. I laughed, sitting side ways in his lap to stare at him.

"Sure Mr. Blue Knight, but you'll always be Long Legs." I smirked, watching his face twist in confusion.

"But ah'm 2D.."

I sighed, placing my face in my palms.

"Yes love...you are." I patted his cheek, kissing his jaw. Noodle bounced in, her hair was sticking all over the place, and she had a worried look on her face. She squeaked something to 2D, who apparently understood what she said, as he picked me up, holding me up against his hip like a toddler and followed Noodle down the hall.

"What's up?" I asked, watching Noodle rake a brush through her hair as we entered the studio. There sat a dark haired man, nervously fussing around with a few of the computers and monitors that surrounded the studio. He was silently cursing under his breath, and hadn't noticed us yet. Noodle cleared her throat, the man spinning around to see us.

"Jamie. Sane." She briefed, running back out and upstairs, most likely to her room. 2D smiled, shaking Jamie's hand and doing some weird pseudo-manly half hug. I smiled, waving awkwardly at him.

"Aye Sane. This 'us Jamie. 'e gonna direct awll tha vid'os 'n stuff. J, this 'us tha girl Muds was talkin' 'bout." He said, grabbing my wrist and dragging me closer to Jamie. I shook his hand, a smile awkwardly drooping on my face. He laughed, shaking my hand.

"You own tha' monstrosity outside, yeh? Great guard dog-almost ripped my 'ead off when I came in. Lucky Murdoc was there to tell 'im to knock off." He chuckled as I blushed. Great-the man I'd be working with was almost eaten by my dog.

"I'm so sorry!" I squeaked, as 2D patted my shoulder.

"Aye! 'e's a guard dog! 'e's GREAT!" Jamie chuckled, then his attention turning back to the monitors.

"On'a more serious note..Murdoc wants this music video done quick..I have a million ideas..I was thinking..I go around and take video and pictures of the town, and just green screen you guys in. Quick and easy. I just need'ta get the pictures and videos." He said, grabbing his bag and pulling out a few cameras. He started mumbling to himself, as 2D layed his arm over my shoulders.

"What's he going on about?"

"The music video. You're in 't love. Muds says yew're gonna play on our next album-but 'e want'ya in these videos."

"OHhh...no. No. I..me and video goes...nooo." I whimpered and twitched, trying to slyly back out of the room. Jamie through a small camera in my direction.

"Don't worry. We'll 'ave you just standin' around. Putcha next to 'D 'ere to make ya feel better." He smirked, watching in mirth as our faces turned pink and red. He snorted happily, strapping a camera around his neck and snatching up his car keys.

"I need sumone to 'elp me take video and pictures of the town-we need some bondin' time. That's alright-if I steal your girl for awhile, right 'D?" Jamie asked, as 2D tossed me his jacket and we all headed upstairs.

"Not at awll. Go on baby-love. I gotta 'elp Noodle 'n Muds get ready. Ah do too! I'll 'ave Noodle pick out somefink fa yew to wear in the shoot."

I shot him a semi-dirty look, but he just smiled down at me. As previously stated, I couldn't stay mad. I smiled tiredly up at him, as he bent down and kissed me lightly. I hugged him goodbye as Jamie and I went to the car park, and jumped in his bright orange Camaro convertible.

"Sweet ride Jamie." I said, as we sped away from Kong, my short hair whipping around my chin. I had a small camera around my neck, just as he did.

"Thanks Sane-that's not you're real name, rioght?" He asked, taking a turn. The sun started to go down, the city lights shooting by us. Jamie turned on the radio, and The Beatles came on as I snapped pictures of different stores and side walks. Jamie was doing so, as he was driving!

"Safe driver?" I teased, snapping a picture of a run down store. He smirked, sticking his tongue out at me. We bantered around about music and whatnot, and about the next album that Murdoc's trying to rip out as fast as he could. I snapped a few pictures of different sky scrapers and bridges. He snorted as we drove past a small bar with a bright neon pink sign that said 'STRIPTEASE.'

"Please-can we PLEASE make 2D stand infront of the striptease sign!" I giggled crazily, taking quick snapshots of some graffiti. I freaking love that stuff. Jamie burst out in laughter, thwacking his hand on the steering wheel.

"Hahaha! I dun' know why Muds says' ya a mute. Nice girl, that's what you are. A little crazy, but we all are I suppose." He said, taking a picture of a passing waste plant.

"We're gonna green-screen you guys in front of all these pic'tahs. I want some videos too." He said, as I switched my camera over to the recording style.

"Go through that tunnel." I said, starting the recording. "Speed up a little. We can fast forward the tape so it's got that ..whoosh thing going on.." I shouted over the wind, as lights flashed by us. I kept filming as we sped through town, Jamie and I laughing like little kids the whole way.