"'D, why are you doing this to yourself?" Russell asked, wanting answers.
"'Cause."
""Cause why?"
"I told you already."
"Cause you're sad?"
"Yes..." 2D admitted, folding his hands, and staring at the floor.
Russell sighed heavily and rubbed his forehead with one of his thick hands, then spoke, "'D, why are you sad all of a sudden?" he really didn't want to press his friend for answers, but in this situation, he had to.
"I dunno."
"'D, this has never bothered you before, why is it bothering you know.
"..."
"Stuart, answer the question."
2D cringed when he heard his real name being said.
"I dunno, I'm just sad."
"2D, tell me."
"It's just, Mudz is right, Paula left me 'cause I'm worthless, that's why all bad things happen to me, that's what happens to worthless peop-."
"YOU AREN'T WORTHLESS!" Russell exclaimed, and grabbed 2D by the shoulders.
"SINCE WHEN DO YOU EVER LISTEN TO MURDOC?"
"Since-."
"SINCE NEVER, MUDZ IS A DAMN IDIOT!
"But-."
"BUT NOTHING! 'D, THIS AIN'T LIKE YOU, FUCKING CUTTING, AND OVER-DOSING, COME ON, MAN, GET YOUR HEAD OUTTA THE CLOUDS! BE NORMAL AGAIN!"
"I WAS NEVER NORMAL!" 2D finally shot back, shutting Russell up.
"'D, you've always been normal, and you defiantly aren't useless."
"I can sing, that's pretty much it."
"'D, we need ya."
"How?"
"Well..."
"Well, for nothing, I knew it, you couldn't even think of one damn reason why any of you need me."
"Toochi?" Noodle's small voice got both mens' attention.
"Hm?" 2D asked.
Noodle held up a zombie movie, one that was so scary she would never watch it alone.
"Watch with me. Need you."
