The Forever
People

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2D came into the building with a loud bang, dressed in a blue military jacket and long, faded blue-ish brown hair, he made sure that he was announced in some way to whom ever happened to be in the room at the time. Bouncing up to the studio kitchen, 2D raised his arms and sang like a barbershop quartet:

"'eloooooo!" In a high note E.

"D-kun!" Noodle shouted as she pounced upon him, almost breaking his back when he was thrown to the ground and she straddled his waist.

2D – now taller, his face more rounded, seemingly creepier with his dark eyes and pale skin – tussled Noodle's hair (he noticed it had gotten longer and "purpler"), and stole himself to the nearest mini-fridge to grab a beer. She asked him in broken English so many questions that 2D, too distracted by how big Noodle had gotten, didn't think to answer her.

And then it started to come back together. It was just the two of them for a little while, working hard.

It was almost two full weeks after 2D came back to help Noodle out. The two of them believed that there was no way they could get in touch with their other band mates, so it was surprising for Noodle when she had begun her checkup of the carpark one morning to find the Winnebago occupied with blasting music and a shirtless, Cuban-heeled man about to exit the adjacent door.

Murdoc raised his yellowing eyes at his surroundings while in the process of lighting a cigarette, and spotted a girl he thought he knew, but she was suddenly almost unrecognizable. In a speechless state, Murdoc stepped down completely from the small, narrow steps from his Winnebago, and removed the cigarette from his still parted mouth.

The little girl shook the hair from in front of her dark eyes, and tried to smile, but only half way and said, astonished at his presence: "Where did you go?"

Murdoc looked at her from strangely saddened eyes. His mouth drooped into a frown, but as he mentally searched for reasons to explain, he sighed and acted cool, tucking the ciggy in his ear.

"Had a nasty bit of a hangover and ducked some place in London for a while. It ain't nothing for you to worry about, doll." A smirk. He grunted, amusingly. "I'm back!" He shouted hoarsely and he forced his arms out, almost expecting a glomp from the girl, something he usually did not allow her to do.

Noodle nodded and squinted from the smile widening in her features.