Ch 3: Taking Care of Business

Russel walked confidently up to the Winnebago and knocked on the door. Murdoc opened it and looked from Russel to 2D and back.

"What do you want?"

"I want you to apologize to 2D for all you've done to him to make his life horrible!"

"I- What?" Murdoc asked, looking at 2D again.

"He was going to commit suicide! He was going to kill himself because of you!"

"W-what? What did I do? Why would I care if dullard died?"

"Let's put it this way," 2D said quietly. "If I killed myself 'your' band wouldn't have a singer."

"I could always find another one."

"And we could always find another bass guitarist!" Russel said angrily. "You don't get it, do you? He was so depressed that he actually had a knife to his throat!"

"He probably doesn't mean it."

"And you haven't noticed that he hasn't been eating meals, that he hasn't been all happy like he used to be?"

"I never pay attention to him."

"You're a cold-hearted, mean person. If you hurt 2D one more time then I'm seriously going to do you some damage. Let's go, 2D."

"Blame it on me, will you…" Murdoc muttered before slamming the door to his Winnebago shut angrily. Russel led 2D to the buggy.

"Get in, 2D. We're getting you some help," Russel said. 2D did as he was told as Russel got in on the driver's side.

Around a half hour later Russel pulled into the parking lot of a large building entitled "Nixon's Anti-Depression Therapy". Silently, he and 2D got out of the car and walked up to the building, 2D with his head hanging like a punished dog and Russel looking determined.

They went in and 2D sat down in one of the chairs lining the wall while Russel went up to the desk.

"Do you need anything?" the old, gray-haired lady at the desk asked.

"Can we get anti-depression therapy for Stuart Tusspot?" Russel asked.

The lady pulled out some forms and said, "Fill these out. If you do that then yes, you may."

Russel filled everything out. There were questions like "Why is the person depressed?" "Did the person attempt suicide?" and other things that were both easy and hard to answer. When Russel had finished the lady said, "Go down there and leave the patient inside room number 8 on the left hand side." Russel did as she said and left to go back to Kong Studios. So began 2D's anti-depression therapy…

The End

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