Chapter 5, no more have I to say

Starlight's Delight- thanks. I don't rightly know what a NIN is, but I like that statement.

Through the Storm shall Weather

Right, so Rang kind of had to do something about the situation in the living room. Jake's corpse wasn't gonna "RIP" there, nuhhuh! Not if he had anything to say about it! And trust the Sacred Cow, he did.

However, idiot Rang was set with only two simple choices. Call wailing hysterically into the phone that his roommate committed suicide, or go next door and say, "Hey can I bury this dude in your graveyard?"

He chose the latter. Ignoring the creepy gorillas manning the trees but being just careful enough to drag Jake's body through the tainted soil, Rang made his way to the door and rapped loudly.

An ape-like man answered. He was the fattest guy Rang ever saw. "Er, can I help you?"

"Yeah my friend over here, he's done the last tango in Paris. He gotta be put somewhere. You have a bury place, right? Well, ca' I use it?"

"Erpp…who are you?"

"Me? 'm Rang. My buddy is Jake. I think he cut his throat or something. Dunno. He's been awful mad at me, these past few weeks."

"I-I guess you could leave your friend over here, um, but you'll haf to go thru the carpark, I'd be careful, Muds can be a little touchy sometimes, and that bird'll rip your eyes out…"

"THANKS!" Rang waved at the bulldog of a fellow (AN: that wos no insult 2 bulldogs, whom I happen 2 lerve greatly! bulldogs is deh bes'! woot.) and dashed off to the carpark.

You can only imagine what he saw there. Indeed! A despairingly poor lot of a terrified Goth man & his insane raven, along with a vaguely visible outline of another "dude," as Rang would say. Then in the corner, an unconscious Asian girl.

"Hey," he said, "why is there a party in herre I didnt know about?"

Who are you! Jacob Niccals roared in his silent spirit-y way.

The bird kekked & sprung into attack mode again. Cortez-the-Raven loathed intruders.

"Whoa birdie chill ouuutttttt!" Rang cried, backing into the wall.

To Cortez POV again—

He was so unbearably stupid. Of all the people I'd even known, Stu-Pot the muppet was the dumbest. Well, the man (or can I even call him that?) in front of me beat him to any extent. Picked a good time to show up, he did. Bugger.

Noodle awoke. Praise the Dark Lord, she awoke. Had it not been now, that would've been better but I was still overjoyed. (Despite the fact I had a likely high complete idiot in front of me and a very obnoxious spirit asking Lucifer for my destruction.)

"MURDOC-SAN WHAT IS GOING ON!"

"Noodle-luv its okay, I promise. It's gonna be okay. You had a bit of a fall, no worries about whot's goin on in here, I'll protect you. I promise."

How familiar was that? The sweet nothing I whispered in his ear since this whole hell began.

"Who is this!" she wailed.

"Me, 'm Rang I jus' need to dispose o' this body, mmhmm," the idiot slurred.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" Noodle squeaked when she saw the rotting carcass.

Now I'll give you three guesses as to who chose to appear at this moment. Here's a hint, I loathe him for his stupidity. (AN: I don't really think 2D is stupid! I swear! I love my D-D! This is just a story and Cortez is Murdoc's pet and we all know what the Niccals thinks of our Stu-Pot.)

Yes. Dullard.

"Somefink goin'on I needta know about?"

"GET OUT OF HERE FACE-Ache! Go cry over some puppy-love movie; we really don't need your like round here. Things are bad enough!" my Murdoc bellowed.

Mmm.

"Tha' ghost guy, he's gettin' mad," Rang interuppted.

Haha, Jacob was floating irritably off to the side, his arms crossed.

Bird! The dimwit is correct. I am quite displeased.

"Shut the hell up DAD! GAAAAAAH!" Before anyone could stop him, my Murdoc who belonged to me and no one else went after his dad with a knife. "I'll kill you again and again till you finally BURN in HEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLL!"

"Does anyone know where the cheese is?" 2D whimpered.

riiggghhttt… everyone is so angry… wow so much attackin'.. . the biggest question of all tho WHY DOES 2D WANT CHEESE!