Chapter 18 ((I messed up the chap numbers….SORRY! XP))

"This is where were going to live?" Paula asked rudely

Paula, 2-D, and Murdoc stood at the gates of their new home. When they first arrived at the gates, the first thing they noticed was the name 'KONG' bent into them, but as they got closer, they saw a large graveyard full of moaning zombies and old tombstones. But what the two newcomers were really interested by was the actual 'home' they were going to live in. They saw a huge purple building that lied on top of a huge hill, with large windows and a strange statue in front of the huge building.

"Yes Paula this is where we're going to live." Murdoc answered her in a rude way. "Now come on, there's someone I want you to meet."

Murdoc ran towards the gates. They couple noticed a screen with a button under it. Murdoc kept hitting the button repeatedly in anger and impatience.

"Come on, come on, come on…" Murdoc told himself impatiently as he tapped his foot up and down. "OI! LARDS! ANWSER ME! I'M GETTING FUCKIN' IMPATIENT 'ERE!"

BEEP!

"Dammit Mudds why ya gatta be so god dame rude?" a deep male voice said.

2-D and Paula turned to each other, shrugged, and then turned back. Murdoc looked pretty restarted yelling at a talking screen. Finally the gates opened Murdoc turned to the couple.

"Come on lovebirds, in ya go." He told them

They took each others hands, and then walked in together. They both cringed at the sight of zombies and dead bodies. They started to walk a little faster towards the doors. Finally, they made it. And once they got there, a huge black man opened the door. He bent down to look at them, stood back up, took out his hand and said,

"Hey ya'll my names Russel Hobbs. I'm tha drummer of the band. Who are you?" he asked politely.

"Well, my name is Paula, and I'm going to be the guitarist of this band."

"And I'm Stu-I mean 2-D"

"Well come on in." Russel invited.

Once they got in, it seemed better than the outside, but it still needed work. They noticed a little demon sitting at a desk, and it had a bunch of Fed-Ex boxes around him. ((a/n: sorry but I'm really lazy, I think you already know what it looks like in their 'home'))

Paula and 2-D stood in wonder and awe.

"So, does this place 'ave a name?" 2-D asked.

"Why yes indeed it does. The name of this beloved 'home' is Kong Studios" he told them.

"Has a nice ring to it." Paula told him.

"Here, I'll show ya to ya rooms." Russel told them.

The couple followed the large man down the hall. The pasted many doors with numbers on them. The three of them took the elevator to the 1st level. When they finally came to the level, they stopped at room number 17. ((For those of you who don't know, this is actually Noodle's room, but in this case its Paula's room, but in the future it will be Noodle's…you get my point)) They walked inside to a big empty room. It already had nice blue wallpaper on it and they noticed 2 huge pairs of doors at the end of the room. They looked inside and nothing was in there.

"This is going to be your room Paula." Russel told her.

"Nice. I like it." She told him. "But what's this other part of the room for?"

"We're not sure. We wanted to leave it for something big, but I really don't think that there's going to be anything big anytime soon. Besides, what are we going to put in there anyway? A huge head?" Russel told her.

The three started to laugh at the thought of a huge head in a closet. ((A/n. it's a joke for now XD))

"Now it's time to show you your room 2-D."

He followed Russel down the hall until they came to the end or the corridor. Once they came out, Russel took 2-D into elevator once more, to take him to the garage. ((Aka. Car

Park, whatever! You know where his room is!)) On their way down, to break the awkward silence, Russel decided to ask 2-D a couple of questions.

"So 2-D, do you have a real name?" he asked him lifting an eyebrow.

"Yes. My real name is Stuart Tusspot. But I guess you can call me 2-D. I like my new name anyway." He answered.

"So, what was your life like before the car crash?"

2-D widened his eyes, and hit himself in the head with his hand.

"I-I-I'm not sure. After Murdoc hit me with his car, I went into a coma and I don't remember anything before that."

"Huh? Oh! You're talking about the second car crash." 2-D stood up strait widening his eyes.

"What? Second car crash?"

BING!

"AH! Here we are, the Car Park."

2-D cocked his head at the site of an old but large Winnebago in the corner.

"Whose is that?" 2-D asked as he pointed to it.

Russel rolled eyes. "That piece of krap? That belongs to Mudds. Sick bastard. He really needs to get rid of that old thing."

All of a sudden the Winnebago started to rock back and forth as moans and groans were heard from it.

"Oh no. Asshole! Why now?" Russel told himself and started to walk over to the Winnebago leaving 2-D behind. "HEY! HEY! HEY! MURDOC! DAMMIT WE HAVE GUESTS!" he yelled hitting the Winnebago with his fists. Suddenly it stopped rocking.

"Yea, I know. You take care of the other two and I'll make this one feel right at home." Murdoc told him as he laughed mechanically. Then the Winnebago started to rock again. Russel shook his head, then looked at 2-D whose face was full of disgust from the site and sounds coming from the Winnebago.

"Come on man." Russel told him.

Russel led him to 2-D's room. It was a nice one. Big enough for sure. There was even already a bed there for him. He liked it, except for the fact that Murdoc's rocking Winnebago was right outside.

"Make yourself at home dude."

Russel looked at his watch.

"Aw man its 11:45. I'm got ta get ta bed. I haven't had much sleep in a while. I'll see ya tomorrow kid." Russel left leaving 2-D behind to ponder his thoughts.

He walked around his black room figuring out where he was going to put all of his stuff. He had tons of collectable keyboards.

"I know! I'll put them on the walls!" he thought to himself.

2-D started to go through his belongs and pulled out all of his keyboards and hung them on the wall. Once that was done, he hung up millions of posters that he had and hung those up too. Finally, the hung up one of most prized possessions, his double screened pong game. Finished. The room looked great. 2-D looked at his watch. He hit himself in the head.

"'OLY SHIT! It's 2:15 am!" and with that, 2-D went right to sleep waiting for another normal day in the lives of-of-. 2-D shot up in his bed.

"Wait? What's the name of our band?"

Hehe…hope you liked it…and don't worry homies! I'll speed things up and get this PaulaX2-D krap over with soon! Well…for now, Sayonara!