"Morning." 2-D yawned, lightly scratching his stomach as he shuffled slowly across the kitchen floor, kicking aside several discarded items littering the already dirty tile before plopping down within his seat. Murdoc only mumbled something incoherent in reply, his eyes squinting and his hair unruly.

It was the same thing every day. 2-D would softly greet what members were present before cooking a light breakfast, and as usual, Murdoc would come in wearing only his undergarments, cancelling out his hang-overs with even more alcohol. What surprised 2-D the most though was the fact that Murdoc had managed to get up before everyone else, including himself.

"So what's with the early routine today?" Murdoc groaned numbly at the question, holding his head in irritation due to the pulsating throb in his temples. "Couldn't sleep. Got any pain killers?" he droned, knowing full well the boy would.

Wordlessly, 2-D moved from his seat, only giving the male a second glance before searching the cabinets. Murdoc scoffed inwardly at what he thought to be a look of concern from the other boy, quickly stifling that thought with yet another swig of his vodka.

Multi colored eyes looked up drowsily as a medication bottle was put down before him, fumbling slightly to open it before swallowing at least a handful of pills. "You know... you shouldn't drink so much. It's bad for you." 2-D frowned, stating the obvious as he moved to take the bottle only to have it snatched away. "What the bloody fuck are you goin' on about?" Murdoc growled, shifting to face away from the lanky male.

2-D sighed at this, unable to understand the man at all, let alone understand why he continually worried for him. "I know that stuff's been givin' you nightmares. You'll eventually kill yourself if you're not careful." Murdoc merely scoffed at this, frown faltering at the truth in the other male's words. "No damn drink is going to kill me off, ya pansy. Mind your business."

He wasn't at all in the mood to fight with the boy today. It was far too early and his head was hurting like hell. 2-D merely shrugged, turning away to prepare food for himself, this only being composed of toast and a tall glass of juice.

Murdoc eyed the other man oddly as he sat down across from him, his skinny structure almost painful to look at. "Bloody fool. Starving yourself." he mumbled, tensing considerably at the feel of 2-D's eyes upon him.

Thin lips parted to speak only to be interrupted as Russle walked soundlessly into the room, a sleeping Noodle draped limply against his shoulder. "Morning." he grinned lazily, lifting Noodle carefully from his shoulder only to set her lightly in Murdoc's lap.

Murdoc cringed at the new body contact, mumbling obscenities from under his breath as she nuzzled his neck absent-mindedly. "Damn it you oversized cow, get her off me." he growled, glaring at him expectantly. "No way man. I'm starving. Besides, you don't seem to be doin' much of anything else. So deal."

Murdoc cursed, leering down evilly at the little Asian girl as she cooed softly in her sleep, frowning blankly as she squirmed uncomfortably. The bassist sighed in defeat, carefully shifting her into a more comfortable position on his lap, a calloused hand resting lightly against her back.

2-D grinned adoringly at the scene, raising a thick eyebrow playfully to the other male. "You could make such a lovely father figure if you actually attempted it." he chuckled, earning a heated glare from the other male. "Piss off. Who asked you anyway? As soon as the little brat wakes up, she's gone." he growled as the other male continued to stare at him, struggling to keep the blood from rising to his cheeks. "Damn prick." he sneered, 2-D's grin only widening at this.

Noodle stirred quietly, fists clenching against Murdoc's naked chest. "Ohayoo." she yawned, carefully sliding from Murdoc's lap, moving to stand next to Russel who was currently fixing her and his breakfast. "Kore wa nan desu ka?" she asked pointing to her bowel curiously, eying what appeared to be goop. By now Russle knew how well enough not to need to understand her language. "It's oatmeal." he smirked, handing her the bowel which she took willingly, eyeing it once more before spooning it into her mouth. "Christ Russel. Must you load her up with sugar so early in the morning?" "It's noon." Russel stated simply, shoving a piece of toast into his mouth. "Oh... still." he frowned, glancing sideways at the girl as she bounced in place playfully, the spoon still in her mouth.

"Now Noodle love, do be careful. We can't have you choking." 2-D warned, ruffling her hair lightly. "Oh, do let her." Murdoc grinned sadistically, lips twisting to reveal sharp teeth. Russle frowned in disapproval as Noodle held her bowl to him, pressing it into his stomach gently. "Ippai!" she smiled hopefully, hair falling loosely over her face. "Onegaishimasu."

Mudoc only groaned at the growing headache being caused by the little Asian girl, just now taking notice of 2-D's eyes still being on him. "And what may I ask is so interesting that you have to stare at me for over ten bloody minutes?" 2-D fumbled slightly, turning to face away from the other male, his face expressionless. Murdoc eyed him curiously, slightly unnerved by the fact that the boy rarely showed any emotion whatsoever.

(Not done. Far from it. Tell me if you like it. Don't worry. I"m not the type to blow a fic off and never finish. No flames please. It's my first fic. oo Sorry it's so OOC )