A/N: I heard that someone has drawn a picture of the Gorillaz in their mirror selves. Wow, talk about a coincidence, eh? I guess great minds think alike, huh? Great picture, Humon: D) Thanks for the news, Moogle23. It was fun looking at it. (:

Disclaimer: Don't own the totally awesome Gorillaz.

Eldoon stared at Codrum. "For the love of- Oh, come ON, Codrum! Get up, you sissy!" Codrum slowly got up looking worried and stood next to Lessur. Murdoc noticed something shining hanging around Codrum's neck. Well what do you know! It was a right side up cross. The bassist slapped his face in disgust. "For fuck's sake, are you kidding me! You're a Christian! Oh, Satan!" Codrum nodded confidently.

"Yes, I am a Christian. And proud of it, by the way."

"Shit!"

"If you have a problem with me being a Christian, keep your comments to yourself, thank you."

"AND he's polite! Can this get ANY worse!"

Codrum shrugged. He wasn't going to take bupkis from a Satanist insulting his religion.

2-D cocked his head to the side staring at his opposite. D-2 stared back at 2-D looking annoyed. "What do you want?" 2-D scratched his head. "I dunno. Maybe something like a greeting from my mirror self from a parallel universe." D-2 stuck out his hand looking away scoffing. "Nice to meet you, 2-D, is it?" 2-D reluctantly shook it. Thinking the hand was some sort of trap or something. "Yeah. I'm 2-D."

"Swanky place. It's clean."

Noodle scoffed. "You call this place clean? We have a LANDFILL outside! AND a graveyard."

Eldoon took a look around. "Compared to our place, this place is hotel quality."

Noodle was shocked. Eldoon laughed at the expression. "Yeah. It's true. This is a nice place."

Russel was just as shocked. "Wow, I wouldn't really want to see your world, then."

Noodle nodded. "Yeah. That's a scary thought. Even for me." Eldoon shifted her weight to her right side. Noodle noticed. "Um, do you guys want to sit down? You seem tired. We would also like to find out more about you." Lessur nodded. "How unusually kind for the opposite of Eldoon." His voice was deep. Much deeper than Russel's, which is quite scary, by the way, even for people who have to deal with the undead lurking around with weapons.

The Gorillaz and Zallirog uncomfortably shifted themselves to the couches facing each other in the living room. There was an unusual silence. (Well, you would be nervous too if your opposite in personality was sitting right in front of you) A far too long silence that was scaring all of them made shivers crawl down their spines listening to the zombies outside awake from their slumber and scratching at the windows. This seemed to amuse D-2. He was staring out the window tapping on the glass making motions to the zombies outside. Eldoon growled and D-2 sighed and sat down next to Lessur.

Noodle was the first one to speak.

"So… What do you guys for a living?"

Eldoon raised an eyebrow at her. "Why do you ask?"

Noodle blinked. "Well, just wondering."

Eldoon sighed. "We're…cops."

2-D brightened up. "Really?"

D-2 nodded "Yeah." Murdoc took out his cig and crunched it in an ashtray. "How did Codrum get involved?"

Codrum frowned. The rest of his group stared at him looking strangely hostile. Russel stayed quiet. "Wow," he thought to himself, " Zallirog is weird. If this is what they do to friends, what do they do to enemies? Forget I asked. I don't want to know…" The opposite of the bassist sighed. " Um, after I met my friends at a store after 5 years, I guess I just wanted to join them and catch up on memories. Why?" Murdoc coughed. "I don't know. Just the fact that you look like you don't belong. You act a whole lot nicer than the rest of the lot." The Zallirogs smiled. Murdoc cocked his head to the right. "You blokes take that as a compliment or something? Huh."

Noodle fidgeted in her seat fiddling with her fingers. "So… what are you guys individually in charge of?" Eldoon raised her head.

" I'm in charge of weapons."

"Really? Is it difficult?"

"Naw. It's easy when you think of the situation."

"Wow. Must be an interesting life being a cop."

"Uh huh."

2-D decided to join in. "So, D-2, what do you do?"

D-2 yawned. " I'm in charge of the plots that take place, the traps, investigations, etc."

"Wow. Seriously?"

The opposite raised an eyebrow. "Yeah. Seriously."

Russel and Lessur were just staring at each other. Confused by each other's expressions on each other's faces and copying one another's motions was all they did until Eldoon shoved her elbow in Lessur's ribs.

" Hey! What the heck was that for, huh?"

"You two look like total bakas!"

Yeah, so Russel was forced back into reality.

"Yeah, what do you do, Lessur?"

After coughing a couple of times, Lessur answered.

"I basically have to pull everything together. Court cases, defenses, that sort of thing."

Russel nodded in content. "That's cool. So what is your spot on the team, Codrum?"

Codrum just stared at Murdoc in disgust. "Goodness, how can he stand living in this condition?" he thought to himself. "No way I would be able to last five minutes like that." D-2 waved his hand in front of Codrum's face. "Hey face ache, answer the fucking question he asked!" Codrum sighed and uninterestingly muttered his forced lines that the rest of the team had told him to say.

" I am the spy for this team. I blend in with the enemy and track down any evidence in the case."

Murdoc just focused his attention to the ceiling. "Really, now? Ever get dangerous?"

"Yeah. Sometimes catch you and end up beaten."

"What, can't defend yourself?"

"I have the rest of my team."

"Uh huh."

The young Japanese twins chatted with one another for a bit until they both came up with a decision. Eldoon snapped her fingers. "Boys, we're staying with the Gorillaz here for the rest of the week. Sounds, fun, don't it?" The rest of Zallirog thought for a bit. The African American opposite nodded. " Why not? It'd be nice to get properly acquainted with them and learn of this, this… strange universe." Codrum only nodded his head slowly staring at his alligator skin boots. D-2 flicked a bug off his shoulder. "Whatever."