A/N: WARNING: Awkward Bathtub scene because 2D is an idiot and Russel in conserned.

Going out and drinking is not bad. Passing out on the lawn and being so drunk that not even the zombies will touch you, that's not bad either. Your dad waking you up by spraying you with the hose, that isn't even close to bad. Waking up and realizing that it's 2:45 in the afternoon and you were supposed to get ice cream with your best friend, then realizing she is kneeling next to your stupid face as you pray that God with open the cloud and strike you down...THAT'S BAD! THAT IS SO VERY BAD!

"Really, Toochi-san...really?" Noodle asked calmly.

"Noods, loo', I ca' e'cplain!"

"There is a lot of things you can do, but I guess getting ice cream with me is not one of them." Noodle stood up and began to walk away.

"Loo', Noodle, 'e'll go tomorro', I promise." 2D tried standing but fell back down.

"Will you go drinking again?" Noodle asked saracastically, not even turning around as she did so.

"Yes, tha' was stupi' o' me, bu' I mean i' this time."

"Just like how you meant to leave me all alone in the mall?" Noodle smiled a tiny bit before retreating into the house, leaving 2D to pass out yet again from a horrible migraine.

Two Hours Later:

"Man, you smell like apples and rubbing alcohol, what the hell did you do last night!?" Russel exclaimed when 2D finally entered the house after baking in the sun for some time.

"I dunno, they kep' han'in' me apple martinis or sumthink." 2D rubbed his head and slumped on to the couch.

"Dude, you need a bath and some sleep." Russel stood and took 2D by the wrist.

"Ca' I drown in tha' bath an' by sleep, please mean death." The blunette groaned as his friend dragged him off to the bathroom.

"Just for that, I'm not leaving the bathroom until I know you ain't gonna try nothin'." Russel growled.

It was awkward as all sin, but hey, small price to pay for your friend's life.

"2D...how the hell did you get drunk off of apple martinis?" Russel questioned, trying to break the extremely awkward silence in the room.

"I 'ave no idea...I don' even know wha meh own name is righ' now..."

"It's Stuart."

"Oh...the' 'ho's name is this?" 2D asked, turning slightly to reveal a new tattoo on his ass.

"Looks like 'Dimajio'..." Russel tried to read the cursive letters.

"'ho the fuck is Dimajio?" 2D slid back into the tub. Russel shrugged and continued to stare around the room.

"Now Noods 'ates me." The frontman sighed heavily.

"No she doesn't."

"Does so."

"Look, just apologize to her, actually mean it this time."

"Well, I di' mean et las' time."

"You're just goin' through a hard time right now, things'll get better." Russel advised.

"'ow do ya know?"

"I was a teenager once, too." Russel shuttered, then stood up from his spot on a near by stool, "I gotta go tuck babygirl in, just think of a way to make things better." Russel left the room.

"I will." 2D vowed as he left, then turned back to look at his new tattoo, "Bu', firs' I gotta fin' out 'ho Dimajio is."