Murdoc woke up the next morning in his bed alone; he could just hear the TV playing loudly in the living room and the sound of voices. For a moment he thought that he was back at Kong and that everything else had just been a really long strange dream. Of course the horrid heat building up in his bedroom and the overly bright sun light shining through the window told him other wise.

He climbed out of bed grabbing a pair of jeans off of the floor and pulling them on. He went over to the mirror and examined the marks on his body, they were still red, and painful looking. They didn't hurt as intensely as they had yesterday and last night, but sometimes when he would breathe the ones on his chest and stomach would give a small hit of pain causing him to groan. He really did want to see that damned demon dead for attacking him like that; he just didn't know how to kill it. He was pretty sure that decapitation could work. Most times cutting the head off of anything would kill it unless you got something that it had to be burned to ashes or the brain and heart had to be removed. A dull throbbing started in his head when he began thinking about it too much, he hated when he had to deal with creatures that weren't just easy little kills.

The bassist turned away from the mirror and made his way into the living room. He saw 2D and Noodle sitting on the couch looking up at the large flat screen television on the wall watching one of the vocalist zombie movies that 2D made Murdoc sit through far too many times. It wasn't like Murdoc hated the films he just couldn't stand having to watch them so many times especially on a near daily basis. He did have to admit though that he liked seeing the guitarist smiling, if he looked past the scar on her face she was starting to resemble the young girl he remembered from Kong.

"Stu haven't yew watched t'is one enough times yet?" The bassist asked as he sat down next to the younger man propping his feet up on the coffee table.

2D ignored him for a bit before slowly turning his head to look at the older man then quickly look back at the screen like he was scared to miss anything.

"No and Noodle 'asn't seen t'ese for a really long time."

"Speaking of….Yew still mad at me girlie or are we a'right?"

"I'm not as mad, but I'm still decently annoyed by that robot of yours…It's outside by the way keeping guard, you probably should avoid Russel for awhile when he's back to normal size just to be safe."

"Whatever ghost boy out t'ere always wants to beat me up for some reason; if he's really insane t'en he won't do shit to me." The older man replied smirking.

Noodle shook her head and turned her attention back to the TV.

"Plus before we leave here I really do want you to get rid of the robot." Noodle said not looking away from the TV screen.

"C'mon luv w'at the fuck 'as it done to yew, plus it's my body guard I'm kinda screwed without t'at thing."

"You're overly paranoid and if anybody wants to kill you it's probably because at one time or another you've pissed them off."

"Yeah Muds even I gotta agree wit' her on t'at." 2D said absent mindedly.

Murdoc punched him in the arm.

"Wot did ya do t'at for?" The blue haired man asked rubbing at his arm and glaring down at the bassist.

"Sorry pet, but seriously it's not my fault people can't handle some darkened humor."

Murdoc wrapped an arm around the singer's shoulders and buried his face against his neck nipping at the skin smiling when the other man shivered.

"So what happened between the two of you, you said that 2D left."

The bassist turned his attention to the TV not really paying attention to the images just wanting something to look at while he thought over how he would even answer that.

"Well…I kind of started drinking a lot again an' we got into a fight, I ended up beating him up…So he left an' well yew know 'bout everythin' t'at has happened here." Murdoc said trying to wave the question off.

"Now you guys are okay again though, right?"

"Yeah we're fine girlie, especially now t'at yew and Russ are back…We're close to getting back to the way things used to be." The bassist said smiling.

Things were different that was obvious even from the outside. Their drummer was horror movie monster huge, their guitarist was a grown woman now, their singer was more coherent and his hair was getting long, and their bassist looked like something that came from Hell. At least now the people he saw on the fan forums fighting and spreading rumors around could finally shut up; they could actually see that everything was fine again. The things that people said could go back to the usual things that he would roll his eyes at or just ignore completely, the only thing he didn't look forward to was getting rid of the robot.

"How long until we can leave?" 2D asked looking between his two band mates.

"I don' know I'll start looking for a place in England where we can all live…Find some place for Russ, might take a month or longer."

"Actually before I left to find any of you I got myself a place in England." Noodle said catching the attention of the other two.

"Why t'e hell didn' yew say something earlier?"

"I figured it would take bribing or physically removing you from this landfill….Since you actually want to leave then I decided to bring it up." She said casually.

"T'at's great…Wait where is Russel gonna stay?" The vocalist asked sounding confused.

"The building roof wise should be able to support his weight especially since he isn't as large as he was before…By the time we reach England he should be considerably smaller….Like I said before though the robot isn't coming with us or anything you can use to make another one."

"For fucks sake I told ya t'at I'm sorry about t'e bloody machine. I'll dismember t'e damn thing and throw the parts into the ocean this evening if it makes you happy…Maybe we can pack and leave quicker t'at way too, I think I could go without dealing with more attacks on t'is idiotic place."

Noodle smiled and leaned back against the arm of the couch. At least she was smiling again; it wasn't like Murdoc was the biggest fan of his creation lately since it was falling to pieces. He just hated that he built it and put a lot of effort into the thing just to destroy it and then throw the remains into the water. He really did need to leave the island though, he had promised things to 2D that he actually planned on keeping true, and he just wanted some form of normality.

The three of them continued talking and planning for awhile. Noodle said that if they moved quickly enough they could probably move out in under a month. The place she had gotten for them to stay in had several bedrooms; it would fit all of them just fine especially once Russel was back to his normal size. The place sounded nice enough even if it wasn't like a mansion like Plastic Beach or Kong Studios, it made him feel like he was going back to his roots in some weird way. Except instead of going to England to surround himself with an abusive father and psychotic brother he was going to be surrounded by people who could deal with his shit and didn't want him for some ulterior motive.