Chapter Three- Tour Guide 2-D and The Practice Disaster!

2-D looked at her, obviously very confused, but she grabbed his arm and shoved him out the door.

"Well uh, let's start with uh my room…" he looked at her nervously and laughed. She was gripping his arm and was dangerously closed. He could feel her hot breath on his neck. Something stirred within his stomach. He gulped slowly. 2-D led her to the lobby, out the loft, into the carpark, and into his room.

"It's really messy…sorry," he apologized and opened the door. 'Eh, let's hope she doesn't think I'ma slob, wait she grew up wit' Muds…neva mind.'

"Nah, it'sall righ', you should 'ave seen mine…it was chaos." She laughed and walked in.

2-D's room had keyboards hanging from the walls, a messy bed with pinks sheets and red pillows, socks and underwear scattered around, a green condom, and a green bottle of liquor. Hanging on the walls where posters, keyboards, pictures, and various other things. Spread across the dark brown carpet were painkiller pills and cigarettes everywhere. There was a Tibet shrine towards the end and there was candles and stuff around there. Lira looked around and sat on his bed. She looked at a picture taped to his lamp on a dresser near his bed, and pointed to it, "Wha's this?" She pulled it off carefully and studied it. It was a black and blue picture of some girl, quite ugly actually.

2-D gasped and snatched it from her hand and ripped it into shreds.

"Tha's er…Paula…let's not talk abou' 'er…" He threw it to the floor and stepped on it, he didn't want to see that face ever again looking up at him…it gave him nightmares…it made him sad and lonely. Why? Why did he-?

Lira looked at 2-D and hugged him softly; he gasped and felt hotness on his face.

"Ex eh, well we can leave this room 'D, it'sall righ', we 'ave others ya know?" She smiled, got up and faced the door. As she was going to walk out she stopped and turned around and stuck her head in through the doorway, peeking in slightly.

"N' besides, she's got buckteeth, 'ow much can ya miss 'er?" She chuckled.
2-D looked at her sadly and repeated, "Yeah, 'ow can you…" Lira walked out of the room and into the carpark, looking around at the place. Little did Lira know a tear went down his face. He still, deep down, loved the girl that broke his heart.

Lira yawned, "This place is 'uge! How do ya guys get aroun' 'ere?"

2-D grinned and showed the few teeth that he had left, "'O, we 'ave our ways…Wait! I almos' forgot. We gots'a practice today! C'mon…" He ran towards the desk room, Lira ran after him but struggled to keep up.

"You're late dullard, wot took ya so long?" Murdoc said and looked him in the eye causing 2-D to back up to a wall.

"Awww Muds, I was showin' Lira aroun' I'sall!" 2-D looked fearfully at him and winced, he was going to be killed today.

"Lies probably," growled Murdoc as he walked towards 2-D, growling and grumbling and saying things that no one could understand. He clenched his fist and stopped; 2-D heaved a big sigh. He shouldn't have done that.

Murdoc punched 2-D in the jaw and sent him flying into a keyboard knocking him to the ground.

"Aww Muds, c'mon man! Don't be trippin' like that! 'D's was jus' late a little, c'mon!" Russel said and tried to hold Murdoc away from the trembling 2-D.

" 'LATE A LI'LE' RUS? 'LATE A LI'LE?' 'LATE A LI'LE' MY BLO'Y ARSE! 'E WAS GONE FOR TWO BLO'Y 'OURS! I'M GONNA GET YOU STU-POT! I'M GONNA SEND YOU T' 'ELL! IF IT'S THE LAST THING I DO! LET ME AT 'IM! RUS LET ME DOWN YOU FATARSE! C'MON!"

Lira knocked at the door and came in, she startled Murdoc who was running at 2-D and tripped, sending him face down into the dusty carpet.

"A-how," was heard from the carpet and Lira stepped on Muds' head on her way to 2-D sending him further into the dusty doom, making him choke from the taste and smell.

Lira helped 2-D up and looked at Murdoc hatefully, she was disgusted with Murdoc's actions and what he did to 2-D. She sighed and placed her arms on her hips, "So this is band practice eh? My blo'y arse."

Murdoc looked shamefully down as Lira smirked and continued, "Go on, I won't interfere with your 'musical fusion' and 'uncontrollable energy'." She rolled her eyes and sent Murdoc a death look, "Please, I can't leave 'D alone fo' 5 minutes n' 'e gets beat up by m' brother…"

The rest of the practice was awkward, they were playing some parts of 19/2000, the vocals and bass were preformed and they sat down and edited it away. Lira looked at the clock and sighed, 'When is this gonna be blo'y ova?'

The band also listened to 'Clint Eastwood', which they had recorded earlier and tweaking parts of it. After what seemed like three hours, the band decided to call a break when Murdoc grumbled that he had to go to the bathroom. Noodle jumped off her stool and went into another room to find her gaming helmet, 2-D rushed to his room to find some painkillers, and Russel went to his room for some snacks, leaving Lira all alone in the room. Lira smiled evilly and snatched Murdoc's bass. Turning it around slightly to look at it from all angles, she shook her head, it was practically trashed and not in that great of shape but she played a few tunes to it. She made a note to herself as she played to get him a new one for his birthday or something, he would enjoy it…she hoped.

Noodle came unexpectingly into the room, looked at Lira with delight, and hugged her. Lira looked down at her questionably but soon embraced the hugging princess. Noodle complimented Lira on how well she played and asked to play another in Japanese. Lira shrugged and played some made up tune of her own, but didn't know that 2-D and Russel was outside staring at her. When she finished, Lira heard clapping and 2-D whistling at her and blushed.

"I din' kno' you could play bass Lira!" 2-D said but was shoved aside, "OOPHHH!" by Murdoc who looked at her and snarled hatefully, "Wot r' YOU doin' with me bass?"

She smirked and let out a cough; "You're bass? I bought this fo' you when you left, I taught you mostly n' I'm bet'er than you in ev'ry way so it's my blo'y bass!"

Murdoc grumbled but Lira gave it to him anyway who snatched it from her and stroked the thing preciously like it was a precious jewel or ring. Lira winced and backed away slowly, turning around and choking.

Note to self, never touch that bass again, when she regained mortality, she turned around and sat down. Her legs were folded casually and she slacked her arms back at an angle that was very stylish.

"N' besides, I 'ave 'n idea fo' Clint Eastwood."

AN: Sorry it's a bit short but I couldn't really add that much to it...I'll make my chapters longer don't worry!