Onwards and hopefully, upwards ! I've updated and oh, yeah, Gorillaz aren't mine, they belong to 2 lucky sods. Read & review please. I like reviews. Strangely, they make me hungry.

Day Six

"I don't need t' see a bleedin' doctor ! I don't need t' pop pills like dullard here ! It's just a cold, a bleedin' common cold ! I don't...oi !"

Russel scowled as he manhandled the Gorillaz leader into the front passenger seat and said, "Yeah Muds but common colds don't cause ya ta cough up blood. So it's off ta the quack wit ya." As he slid into the driver's seat, Russ fervently hoped that Del didn't suddenly decide to come out for a quick visit. It has been a long time since he had last taken to the wheel. He had to or else Murdoc will never go to the hospital and have his ailment diagnosed. The others tagged along for moral support in case of bad news - they were already practising their lines ("Ooh, lung cancer ! I hear you die most painfully...). 2D has never and will never drive as he has a tendency to develope blinding migraines and blurry vision whenever behind the wheel. Noodle is clearly underaged and though she is raring to give it go, Russ forbade it.

So with 2D, Noodle and Vanilla in the back and Murdoc muttering curses in the front, Russel Hobbs drove to the hospital.

-two hours later-

"I won't ! I can't ! It's impossible. You migh' as well ask me ta die !", Murdoc screamed as they were walking back to the Geep in the hospital carpark.

"But Murdoc, there's no point innat, you've sold y'r soul t' Satan, 'mber ?",his lead singer pointed out and instantly regretted it as he ran away from a raging Murdoc. By the time Russ, Noodle and Vanilla caught up with them at the side of the Geep, the bassist was sitting on a whimpering 2D, sprawled on the floor and sporting a new bruise. Murdoc was lighting up a fag stolen from Stu-pot.

Russel quickly snatched the lit ciggie from Murdoc who made a mistake of tackling the hefty drummer for his confiscated smoke. "No ciggies, Muds, doctor's orders", Russ reminded him as Muds struggled to break free from an armlock. "Now I'll have ta keep an eye on our beloved here so who's driving ? I'm gonna pretend I didn't see ya hand, Noodle..." as she jumped up and down waving her arms. Then to everyone's surprise - and Murdoc's horror - Vanilla said, "Oh, oh, car ! I drive, I drive car, good no ?"

Murdoc's profanity-laced protests were in vain when minutes later they were all zooming down the highway after making a spectacular exit from the carpark which included mowing down a 'Quiet Hospital Zone' signpost, taking a shortcut through the hospital's blooming flowerbeds and a few casualties along the way. Vanilla was behind the wheel with the most wicked grin on her face. 2D who was riding shotgun to keep him safe from his evil bassist's clutches was beginning to fear for his life as he clutched the dashboard tightly. He prefered his bassist's lack of driving skill to Van's handling of the Geep. Noodle, on the other hand, was enjoying herself. She let out whoops of delight with every sharp cornering the Geep took.

The Geep weaved in and out of traffic; swerving dangerously at every turn, running several red lights and even running into a traffic light. A green-eyed monster was roaring inside Murdoc as he thought that he should be the one risking everyone's lives by driving dangerously. He crossed his arms sullenly and hey, no more armlock ! He looked at Russ and was very tickled to see him looking like a lovesick gorilla. Russ was captivated by Van and hadn't realised his bassist had sneakily filched a cig from his pocket. Like Noodle, Vanilla had thick bangs shading her eyes so Russ wondered how in hell did she see where she was driving. Vanilla's long green hair flapped in the wind and the scent of fresh orange hit Russ in the face as he sunk deeper and deeper in the quagmire of love.

Murdoc guffawed silently in amusement and leaned forward to nick 2D's lighter when he noticed that there were no slender tan hands on the wheel. Instead those same hands were peeling an orange. The shadow of Kong loomed ahead and the front door seemed omniously close to Murdoc as he screamed and tried to dive for the wheel.

"Oh, we're home !", 2D happily exclaimed as with one hand, Vanilla jerked the wheel in one fluid movement and jammed the brakes hard. Noodle laughed out loud, all hyped up by the ride and the Satanist was flung out of the Geep by the sudden momentum. He landed heavily on his back and started screaming, "I swear t' Satan, I'm so gonna fookin'..." Van somersaulted out of the Geep and hurried to help him up, saying, "Oh, Murdoc-sama, sumimasen, so solly, solly..."

"Next time don't ! In fact, don't let there BE a next time !"

-that wasn't so bad...it's a bit on the short side, I know. I think I overdid the lovesick Russel bit. Review, yar !-