Sorry, I didn't have time to edit this. I have to make this quick before I go to bed... Yoko is not possessed, she's part demon. Got that? Goodnight, and enjoy the chapter.
"Noodle-girl? Where are yew?" Yoko sat up in her bed. She stretched and got out of bed. "Musta gotten up already." she said to herself. The guitarist yawned before standing up to look in her closet for something to wear. The small closet was terribly disorganized and strange items that had come with Kong littered the floor. She grunted before picking out a short sleeved orange sweater with a red stripe across the chest. She threw that on her bed before picking out some older, light wash jeans. Yoko was not a fashionista and didn't exactly care about what she looked like. She wore clothing that worked for the time being. After changing out of her nightclothes, Yoko proceeded to go into the lift. While pressing the button, Yoko smelled something delicious wafting from the kitchen. The odd thing was that it smelled more like dinner. Curious, Yoko stepped out of the lift and jogged towards the kitchen, seeing Russel setting down a large bowl of mac and cheese on the table for Noodle and 2D. "Russ, wha' time is 'i?" she asked. "It's… uh… 6 PM. Did ya just wake up?" he replied. "Oh." She said while rubbing her eyes. 2D helped himself to a bowl of the cheesy pasta. "Oi, Russ, this is pretty gud!" 2D smiled, his absent front teeth prominent. Noodle eyed the macaroni dish from across the table. She reached across for the spoon to fill up her bowl, but her arms were too scrawny to even reach halfway. She pouted. "Naze ryōri wa tōkudesu ka? Watashi ga tabetai!" she yelled. Lately, Noodle was having a tendency to speak in Japanese when she was in distress, much to the dismay of the other men in the house. "Rirakkusu shite kudasai, Noodle-chan. Watashi wa anata no tame ni sore o shutoku shimasu." Yoko sighed while reaching over to scoop up a spoonful for the little girl and herself. "Arigato, Yoko-sama!" Noodle yelled. "How d'yew know Japanese, Yoko-girl? I was always curious 'bout tha'." asked 2D, his mouth filled with his dinner. Russel joined them at the table with a questioning look. Yoko ignored the question and wolfed down her mac and cheese. 2D brushed it off and continued eating. Noodle was done in an instant and got up to clear her plate. "'D, where's Muds?" asked Yoko with a concerned look on her face. "I fink he go' a nasty hangova." the blue haired man replied. Yoko cocked an eyebrow. "Since when is tha' unusual?" she asked. Russel chuckled through a mouthful of food. "I'm gonna go see 'im." Yoko said. The rest of the band members looked at her with concerned eyes. "E's gonna kill ya, Yoko-luv! Are yew really sure yew wanna go in there?" 2D's eyes thinned. "My dad go' hangovas every night. I'm pretty sure I can 'andle i'." the girl said back. "Good luck." Russel grunted.
Yoko wandered off to the car park, which was still quite littered from the big party. Beer cans and empty wine bottles were tossed every which way. The place reeked of alcohol and cigarettes, although that smell was very familiar to the older guitarist. She approached the Winnebago with caution before opening the rickety metal door. The horrid stench hit Yoko like a brick wall. She stifled her small coughs and continued into the old, rusty mess. Murdoc had left a trail of destruction in his path. A line of rum and vodka bottles led Yoko to the man's bed, where Murdoc laid barely awake under the covers. "Wot d'yew want? I'm busy!" he groaned. "Yew don't look busy to me." Yoko tilted her head to the side. "Don' be an arse, Yoko! Wot d'yew want!" the man was yelling now. "Ge' up." she said. "Why?" Murdoc groaned like an angry teenager. "You're 'ungova. D'yew wan' help or no'?" Yoko said as she put her hands on her hips. Murdoc was seething. He knew he couldn't ignore the girl. "Fine. Wot d'yew think yew can do?" he asked as he pulled himself out of bed. The man's bags under his eyes were worse than usual and his eyes were on the verge of being bloodshot. "Depends on wot yew 'ave in your cabinets." she replied before entering the kitchenette of the Winnie. She opened the faux wood cabinets with care and looked inside. Most of the contents were dead, half dead, or rotten. "Luv, you're no' gonna find anything in there." he teased with a smirk on his face. Yoko scoured the cabinets again and found two things that would be of use. "Where's a cup?" the girl asked. Snickering, Murdoc turned on the television to an adult channel. "Dunno. Find sum yourself." he moaned. Murdoc had no cups whatsoever, so the guitarist picked up an empty beer bottle from the floor. Yoko reached into the cabinets to grab what she found; a bottle sauerkraut and tomato juice. She took the beer bottle and slipped the juice from the sauerkraut bottle inside of it. She threw the bottle into the cabinet again and picked up the half empty bottle of V8 tomato juice. It was a few days past its expiration date, but she threw it in anyway. She shook the concoction up before handing it to the hungover man. "Wot the 'ell is this supposed ta be?" he asked. "Drink." she commanded. Grumbling, Murdoc drank the oddly colored beverage. "Wot the 'ell is in this?" he screamed, coughing. "Somefing that'll make yew betta. I'm no' leaving until yew finish the whole fing." Yoko sat down on the floor, scooting away from the awkwardly colored stain that was near her. The man opened his mouth to protest until he remembered what the girl was capable of doing. "Woteva." he grumbled.
Murdoc drank the juice until there wasn't a drop left. "D'yew know, Yoko-luv, tha' stuff kinda worked." the man said quietly. "You're actin' like I've neva been involved with alcohol before." she said as she got up from her spot on the carpet. "Yew can leave now." He pointed to the door. "Don't mind if I do." she said daintily before strutting out.
Gorillaz had attemped recording their debut album a few days after they were signed. Spending almost days at a time in the Studio had put too much pressure on everyone, even Noodle. Everyone was close to their breaking point the day Mr. Damon Albarn decided to pay a visit. He had mocked Murdoc's Cuban heels and stared curiously at 2D and his zombie like looks. Murdoc was in a full blown rage about an hour into the first meeting. Yoko, however, couldn't have been happier. Her secret obsession of Blur had been unknown by the rest of her bandmates. Over time, everyone became friends with Damon and in a way, looked up to him. Many things happened in that month, but on November 31st, Gorillaz officially started recording. And the next day was a particularly special day: it was Yoko's birthday.
Yoko had left the recording studio at 3 PM on November 31st, due to her lack of sleep for two days. The rest of the band members continued on, trying to finish the current track they were working on. It was hopeless; Yoko knew how to work most of the computers and technical stuff. "Murdocu-sama! Yoko-sama's birthday t-to-tomorrow!" she slowly yelled. "She's right, Muds. I need ta go ou' an get 'er somfink. Wif all of this recordin goin' on, I-I hafen't lef' the 'ouse in weeks." 2D looked at Murdoc with a bit of hope in his dark, round eyes. "Fine. Where are we goin?" Murdoc leaned against the wall. "I wan' ta ge' 'er a melodica." 2D said with confidence. "Ooh! Watashi wa kanojo no katana o kōnyū suru!" Noodle squealed. "Wot?" Murdoc asked. "She wants to get 'er a katana, Muds. Even I know that." Russel boomed. "Personally, I want to get her a nice dress, maybe." the large man said happily. All eyes were on Russel now. "What are ya gonna get her, Muds?" he asked. "Why woul' I ge' 'er somefing? I've neva given 'er anyfing for 'er birthday since I've known 'er!" he yelled. "Murdoc-sama get gifuto for Yoko-sama." Noodle growled."Oh, woteva! Le's jus' go!" Murdoc tossed his hands up in distress. Russel left a note for Yoko outside her door and the other four Gorillaz members piled into their newly purchased, customized Geep to go and find birthday gifts for their favorite little Yoko-girl.
December 1st, 1998: Yoko was now fifteen years old. Her clock struck 8 AM, causing her beeping alarm to blare and echo across her room. "Shu' up!" she yelled at it. She looked down to see that she hadn't changed out of yesterdays clothing. Grumbling, she went to her closet and threw on whatever was in there. In this case, it was a purple dress with a black belt just below the chest. It was not something the girl would usually wear, but the rest of her closet was literally trashed with old junk. Mumbling to herself, she looked at her calendar and crossed off the previous day with a marker that was held on a string taped to the closet. She changed the month to December and saw the first day. A smile crept onto her face. "It's my birthday!" she squealed. Yoko quickly made her bed and scuttled into the lift. She entered the lobby with excitement. She turned the corner to the kitchen, expecting to see her four band mates there, eating. Instead, she saw nobody there. "2D? Muds? Anyone 'ere?" she called out. The only response was her echo. She exited the kitchen and walked into Kong's Theatre. She took w few steps before she heard a loud yell. "Surprise!" A small crowd of people jumped out from behind the theatre seats. "Wot the…" she screamed, almost bumping into the man behind her. "Surprise, luv." he cackled. "M-Murdoc?" She turned around. "Yew did this?" she asked. "Well, 2D and Russ helped a bi', and Noods decorated… bu' i' was mostly me." He pointed to himself. "Shut up, Muds, we did as much as you." Russel appeared from behind Murdoc. "Oh, shu' up, Lards." he groaned. "Happy birthday, Yoko-girl!" Russel engulfed her into a massive hug. "Fank yew, Russel!" she flashed him a smile. She suddenly jumped into Murdoc giving him a massive hug. His body turned tense before he realized what had happened. "Fank yew, Mudsie." she said into his shirt. "Mudsie? Wot the 'ell? I'm no' Mudsie!" he complained. "Deal wif if, Murdoc." 2D said. He had also approached from behind with Noodle on his back. "H-Happy birthday, Yoko-sama!" Noodle shouted. Yoko warmly grinned at her. "Fank yew, Noods!" she said. Noodle leaped off of 2D's shoulders and into Yoko's arms, causing her to giggle. Yoko caught the girl with ease, laughing. She ruffled her hair before putting her down to hug her favorite blue haired singer. "Fank yew, 2D!" she said before falling into his arms laughing. Murdoc grunted. After all of the surprises were over, Yoko looked over to the small crowd that was sitting in the seats of the Theatre. She saw Damon Albarn, Jamie Hewlett, and quite a few of the people at Parlophone that she knew. Whiffy Smiffy was there, as well. After eating cake, Murdoc stepped onto the stage. "Oi! Shu' up, all of yew!" he yelled. The room became silent. "Yesterday I found a pretty interesting tape in my lovely Winnebago. I fink tha' yew all will enjoy i'. Roll the tape, Faceache!" he screamed. After pushing a button, the theatre screen went down, and an old video played. "Murdoc, ge' tha' camera ou' of my face!" a shriller and younger Yoko exclaimed. "No, yew need ta record somefing tha' we can sell on eBay when we ge' popular! Awright, how does this work…" Murdoc voice was now heard. The camera appeared to be settled on a makeshift tripod. By then, Murdoc was not only audible but he was also visible. "'Ello, this is the first official demo tape for my band, Murdoc and the Bass Slayers." Murdoc read off of an index card. The man picked up his bass and began playing. "Why are we doing this? We don' 'ave a drummer or a vocalist, Murdoc! This is completely idiotic!" Yoko screeched. Her face soon became more visible to the camera. "He's a git, he really is." she whispered and turned off the camera. The crowd was laughing hysterically. Random tapes continued playing, including some with 2D in them. Memories and flashbacks flooded the girl and tears entered her eyes. She looked at Murdoc, who had taken his seat in the front row. She saw him chuckling and possibly even shedding a tear as well.
Yoko had opened all of her gifts from others, which had mostly been music related. Damon had gotten her a fiery red bass that she could play in her spare time, Jamie had gotten her an art set, and the list went on and on. As the party ended later that day, she still hadn't opened the gifts from her band mates. After everyone was gone, the band piled into the main room of Kong and gathered their presents for the guitarist. She opened Russel's first. It was in a two foot long box. She opened it to reveal a beautiful dress that was a dark blue satin on top and dark black velvet on the bottom. She held the dress up against her tall frame, seeing that it came about to her knees. She got up and hugged Russel and thanked him for the gift. "This dress… i's gorgeous… and I don't normally wear dresses, much less give 'em a compliment!" She returned to her position on the floor. She opened Noodle's gift next. It was an extremely long box that was wrapped in a Japanese brand of wrapping paper. Yoko tore it opened carefully and opened the box. "A-A katana? No way! Fanks, Noods!" she smiled. She took it out and posed like a ninja, much to Murdoc's demise. Noodle nodded in joy and Yoko turned to open 2D's gift. It was an average sized box wrapped in blue paper. She tore it open to reveal a brand new yellow melodica. She immediately picked it up and played it. "'Ey, you're real good!" 2D smiled. "Fank yew, 2D!" she said as she ran up to give him a hug. Last but not least was Murdoc's gift, which was sitting alone in the middle of the floor. Yoko was surprised that he had even gotten her something. She took the long, guitar shaped package and wildly unwrapped it to reveal a black Gibson guitar. It had more of an old school design to it which the girl adored. Yoko ran her fingers along the strings and the neck. "M-Murdoc… i's beautiful…" she said in awe. When she went to hug and thank him, he was no longer tensed up.
The rest of the day was spent eating, recording, and playing games. Although recording was a drag, the band still tried to have fun with it. After almost two years of recording demo after demo, the producer shut down progress at Kong Studios and threw a twist at Gorillaz: they were going to record in Jamaica.
Was that good? I hope so. :D
