KK:Wow, not alot of people reviewed. Anyway, I'll keep writing more of my story for those of you who just read.

2D:Sorry Muds ain't 'ere, everyone. I think 'e's in the 'ospital.

KK:I warned him, so SHUT UP. This next chapter, well, is gonna be a treat for you all. What happens when bloody marys, mall trips, holding hands, and rude remarks are mixed together?

Russel:I dunno. What?

KK:You get one hell of a chapter, that's what you get! Anyway, please review if you like this story. I'll only write more if I get more than ten reviews, so please don't let me down.

All three(and Noodle):Please? We're asking nicely!

Chapter 4: Marys, Malls, and Mixed Feelings

"Adria-san, wake up!" Noodle called from outside of Adria's door, knocking rather loudly to the Wiccan princess's displeasure. She stirred in her sleep and finally opened her eyes, drowsily. Is getting thirteen hours of sleep so much to ask of, she thought.

Russel was outside with Noodle. "Yeah, wake up. We all slept a little late, for a change. You want a Bloody Mary or not?"

Well, let's just say that that there did it! Adria immediately hopped out of her bed, ran to the door, and opened it. "Why that sounds superb, my friend!" she exclaimed. "I'm up for a buzz or two."

Noodle laughed."Come on; we are all hanging out in 2D-san's room."

Stepping into a pair of black sandals-slash-flip-flops that were near the door, Adria accompanied the two and entered 2D's room. He was laying on his bed in a comfortable position on his stomach, smoking a cigarette and watching Napoleon Dynamite, probably one of his favorite movies of all time, which was a change from the constant zombie flicks he particularly preferred. The reddish-tinted alcoholic drink was sitting on a small table near the bed, ice clinking in the pitcher, meaning that someone had beaten Adria to it. Finally realizing that people had come into the room, he got up and walked towards the three.

"Mornin', Adria," 2D greeted, a cute, shy smile printed on his face.

"Good morning, 2D," Adria replied, still half asleep. "Were you able to catch any sleep last night?"

With a chuckle, the blue-haired singer answered, "It's a good thin' I did, or I would've been a little loco today."

"Well, I'm sure you can make up that time on another morning, and nice to know that you didn't lose two nights straight worth of sleep." Adria glanced around the room, as if looking for something. "By the way, where, oh where, is Mr. Tall-Dark-And-Hideous?"

"Muds is still asleep; no use waking that man up," Russel said.

"Does he have a teddy bear, or did he go get a girl to sleep with?" Then, through several laughs, Adria could hear a loud pounding on 2D's door. Obviously, everyone reading this story with even half a brain would be able to figure out who was out there, with a rather bad temper, I might add.

"I 'eard that, ya bitch!" an angry voice yelled.

""Y'know, ya really shouldn't get Muds pissed like that," 2D warned, just as the Satanist opened the door, his eyes fixed with a hint of violent rage.

Adria just couldn't help but stare at him. He wasn't wearing a shirt (Practically, when is he ever?), just a pair of blue jeans, faded almost to white at the knees, with one of the knees having a large tear. Without his shirt on, Adria could see his tattoos, the red squid on his arm and the anti-crucifix, and his well-muscled body. Her shoulders then tensed a little, and her heart began to pound, faster and harder as the seconds passed.

Ignoring the harsh torment her heart was causing her mind, she put on a smirk and tried to taunt the bassist a little. "Good morning, Murdoc. How are you this fine morning?"

"Nice try, love. The 'innocent-girl' look ain't workin' on me. Now, why don't ya repeat what ya said 'bout me one more ti-"

"Oh, have a Bloody Mary, and shut the hell up," Russel scolded. Not wanting to get his ass kicked to the next millenium, Murdoc grabbed a glass, poured himself a drink, and sat himself right in front of the TV, legs crossed, like the way Noodle sat quite a bit. Eveyone else helped themselves to a Bloody Mary and watched the movie still playing.

" 'Ow can ya watch summink like this, face-ache?" Murdoc asked 2D. "I don't even get it."

"I think it's 'ilarious," 2D replied, sipping his drink. "We ain't gonna watch a porno in 'ere, so don't even think 'bout askin'."

"Watch what ya say, 2D, unless you want the wind knocked outta ya." Murdoc's voice lowered to a murmur.

Noodle even tried to help herself to a drink, trying to rid herself of a hidden awkwardness. Russel argued that alcohol was the last thing a fourteen-year-old girl needed. "You only have one life," Adria stated. "And a girl should enjoy it before some loser, one way or another, comes around and ruins it for good. And besides, I had my first drink when I was twelve. Just give her half a glass; I think she'll be fine."

Murdoc, as much as he tried to, couldn't concentrate on the movie. Between swigs of his drink, images of that night popped into his head. The way Adria moved. The way her newly-dyed black hair swayed along with her body. Just the thought of seeing her dance again made his whole body heat up, both in a nervousness, and arousal(go figure! U).

"Hey guys," Adria said aloud, getting the band's attention, "did you guys know that Christmas is on my last full day here?"

"Yes, you are right," Noodle agreed, feeling stupid that she had forgotten her favorite day out of the year.

"Don't go yappin' 'bout that fuckin' 'oliday; nothin' but headaches for me," Murdoc complained.

"Hey, stud, wouldn't your great, huge, demon-of-a-ruler agree with me that getting free stuff for doing absolutely nothing is a good thing? Besides, tomorrow, I was thinking about dropping by a rather large shopping mall that I saw on the way here, and buying a little something for y'all."

Noodle smiled. "That is so kind of you, but we've only known you for one day."

"Say no more. It's the least I can do for you guys choosing me to stay with you all for a week. I'm buying you stuff, end of discussion." Adria got up from her seat next to Russel, and walked to the door. "I'm gonna go get changed."

"Don't wear anythin' too sexy," 2D warned. "Ya don't want a Murdoc attackin' ya." Murdoc's fist met the back of the singer's head, causing him to groan in pain. "Go to 'ell," the bassist muttered under his breath.

Before Adria closed the door completely, she popped her head back in. "We'll all see you there, Niccals," she said with a grin, then finally closing the door. Murdoc just knew this girl was bad news, and that by the end of the week, she was going to hurt him, one way or another.

Noodle decided to leave the room, too, ten minutes after Adria left, and after she finished her drink. She said it made her feel a bit funny. Walking into her room, she pulled a small notebook off her dresser, along with a green gel pen. Collapsing on her bed, she opened the book, found where she last left off, and wrote a small entry, in English, so she could get used to both speaking and writing it.

Dear Diary,

Ever since Adria came to Kong Studios, life around has been even more enjoyable. She's only been here for about a day, but I feel like she's my long-lost big sister. Personally, I want her to stay longer than a week. And I'm so happy that she's staying over for my favorite holiday.

Feeling loved,

Noodle

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The rest of the day went by pretty quick. Murdco went against Adria again in DDR, only to lose for the second time in a row(pathetic!), and Russel took everyone for a ride in the Geep so Adria could see what driving around the 19-2000 highway was like. Later that night, 2D had invited Adria and Noodle to hang out in his room, but since Noodle knew that the night would end with a zombie movie, she declined. The other two spent their time doing just that. Nothing but zombie movies, tales of the undead coming from beneath the grave to anihilate the innocent living.

"Do you watch these things constantly?" Adria asked him at the end of the second movie, Dawn of the Dead.

"I'm a 'uge fan of these movies," 2D answered. "I do watch 'em quite a bit. Actually, practically every night." He held up another DVD. "You ever seen The Exorcist?" To this, Adria shook her head. "Then, you're in for quite a treat; this is one of Muds' faves."

The two sat and watched The Exorcist, said to be one of the scariest movies of all time. And, let's just say that to Adria, it sure as hell was. Several times, during the exorcism of the little girl, a white, ghostly face would appear on the screen, but only for a split second. And every time it appeared, Adria would grasp 2D's arm, shut her eyes, and squeak. Not scream, but squeak.

"Y'know, we don't 'ave to watch this stuff if you're scared," 2D offered the final time she grabbed him.

"Don't people watch these movies to get scared? I won't get nightmares from these movies, and the only thing I don't want coming into my room at night is that damn Murdoc."

2D just laughed.

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Early the next morning, Adria woke up, got dressed, and put on her makeup. Living up to her word, she was going to go shopping for her friends. Hoping not to wake anyone up, Adria snuck to the door and opened it slowly, only to see 2D, Noodle, and Russel outside of it.

"Uh, what are you guys doing?", Adria asked. "Are you having another conference outside my door again?"

"Not exactly, Adria. We wanted to go wit ya," 2D replied.

"But, you guys are famous. Aren't you worried about people trampling y- wait a second. Where's Murdoc?"

All four turned around just in time to see Murdoc walk out fo his Winnebago, straightening out his sleeve. He then walked over to the group. "What's up, guys? Are we goin' shoppin', or not?"

"Adria-san, no need to worry," reassured little Noodle. "If they gather, I will just fihgt them off."

"In that case, you four are all more then welcome to come shopping with me. Just as long as Murdoc stays out of Victoria's Secret."

Murdoc scoffed. "Oh, you're so funny," he said in a sarcastic tone.

"How sweet. Muds just gave me a compliment, for once." Murdoc flipped her off, causing both her and Noodle to snicker.

"You forget, Adria," 2D spoke up, "that without one of us, ya wouldn't 'ave a ride."

Adria wagged her pointer finger. "Tsk, tsk, tsk.Wrong, 2D; I had something dropped off at the gates last night while we were watching our movie marathon."

And with that, the four followed the young woman to the exit on the other side of the carpark.

"Ya watched movies the 'ole night with the girl?" Murdoc asked.

"Shut up, Muds," Adria muttered, loud enough for Murdoc to hear. She opened the door and pointed to the gates.

The four squinted their eyes at the gates, and gasped at the sight of a HUGE indigo Hummer H3 parked on the other side of the gates. On both sides, decals covered the doors. One side had the Gorillaz logo in red, while the other had a decal of the band standing together with the words "Respect False Icons" under it.

"Well, I'll be god-damned," Russel gasped, laughing soon after.

"Nice car," agreed Murdoc. "I'm drivin'!"

"Uh, bullshit!" Adria yelled back. "I'm not gonna let you ruin my new car."

Everyone ran down the hill to the front gates, careful not to trip over any gravestones. Once the gates were opened, Adria took her keys out of her pocket and unlocked the car to let the four others in. As she walked to the driver's side door, she noticed something...rather odd, hanging on the door. Taking a closer look, Adria realized it was a note from her best friend, Cora.

Hey, Adri!

What's England like so far? You gotta call and tell me sometime when you're not busy! I know it's Christmas in a few days, so, in the back seat, there's a lil' something for you from me and all your friends back home. MERRY FUCKING CHRISTMAS, YOU HYPERACTIVE BITCH!

Love, Cora

(Ps-Are 2D and Muds hotter in person? You dating one yet?)

" 'Ey, Adria," 2D called the minute Adria finished reading the note, "there's a 'uge box in the back of this car with your name on it!"

Shrugging her shoulders, Adria walked to the back door of the Hummer and opened it up. Sure enough, sitting there in a large box, wrapped in gold wrapping paper, curly ribbons on the top, was a rather large box. She pulled it out, and the four band members gathered around her to see what it was.

"What do you think is inside it, Adria-san?" Noodle asked, rather puzzled.

"Only one way to find out!" Noodle and Adria tore at the paper, ripping it all up in under five seconds. Under the paper was a black, hatch-locked case. The two girls each undid a hatch and lifted the top up, gasping the minute they say what was inside.

"OH MY FRICKIN' GOD!" Adria screamed. "SHE GOT ME A BASS!"

"I didn't know ya played bass," Murdoc said, hands over his ears to block out the loud screams.

"I don't; I'm teaching myself," the Wiccan girl replied. "I can play a few songs, though." She looked down at her present. It was the bass that she had been eyeing for quite a while: black with bright orange dice in an inferno of blue flames. There were even a few small die charms on a chain hanging off of the end.

"What kind of songs can ya play?" 2D asked.

"A few Gorillaz songs, a song by HIM, and I'm learning something from The Used. Listen to this one; you'll recognize it pretty quickly." Picking it up, she placed the neckstrap over her head, pressure increasing on her shoulder. She placed one hand on the strings and used the other one to hold a pick that she took out of her pocket. Taking a deep breath, she played for about a minute. It was the bass intro to "Feel Good, Inc"!

"Damn! She's actually not that bad at all," Murdoc commented truthfully, crossing his arms.

"She might even be able ta' replace you, with a bit o' practice," 2D agreed. Murdoc elbowed him hard in the arm, making his wince in pain. Finally, Adria ended the song.

Russel clapped. "Ladies and gentlemen, we have found our new bass player!"

" 'Ey, 'ey, 'ey!" Murdoc complained. "This is my band, ya forget. And I'm not just gonna let 'er replace me!"

Adria nodded in agreement. "He's right, Russ. He's one of the most talented, good-looking bassists I've ever heard of. Not to mention that if I was to replace him, I'm pretty sure that one-half of your fan base would end up-" Adria blew a raspberry "-dead."

"You can't be serious about all that," Murdoc scoffed, some of his anger dying down.

"Yeah, I am. 100-percent serious. Now, can we go shopping before I go insane?"

"Yup," Murdoc replied, grinning. And, with just that said, he picked up Adria and threw her over his shoulder. "Russ, put 'er bass behind the gates. Face-ache, you drive. Noodle, sit in the second row with Russ. This little lady's sittin' in the back with me."

"MURDOC NICCALS, YOU PUT ME DOWN THIS MINUTE, YOU JERK!" Adria screamed.

"I don't think I want to, love." Murdoc dug his fingers into her side.

"Haha-Murdoc, hahaha-STOP IT!" Adria was laughing by this time. And, for some strange reason, the sound of her laughter made a certain Satanic bassist smile. For once, Murdoc was just...happy, noother emotions mixed with that. He tossed her lightly onto a seat in the thrid row of the Hummer and sat next to her.

"Next stop: the mall," 2D announced, starting up the ignition.

"Gee, thanks for the info, braniac!" said Murdoc. "Don't know where we'd be without ya."

Ignoring Murdoc, the blue-haired dreamboy backed up the car and turned on the radio. As he finished pulling out of the Kong Studios front lot, he only thought about two things. Murdoc usually drove the cars, and didn't give a damn what anybody told him, unless it was Russel, who would surely hurt him if any defiance popped up from the arrogant man. But, he just gave that up to sit next to that new girl. He likes 'er, 2D thought, I can tell. The other thing he concentrated on was not crashing Adria's car.

Turning the radio up loudly, the four band members discovered that Adria had made her own mix disc of Gorillaz hits. And the first song to listen to...was 19-2000 (Author's Note: One of my faves!). As the intro came to an end, 2D started to sing.

"The world is spinnin' too fast

I'm buying lead Nike shoes

To keep myself tethered

To the days I've tried to lose

My mama said 'Slow down

You must make your own shoes'

Start dancin' to the music

of Gorillaz in a happy mood

Keepin' my groove on..."

2D finished his solo, which meant Noodle's was coming up next. Looking back at Adria, Noodle saw her wink. The cue came in, and the two started to sing.

"Here you go!

Get the cool

Get the cool shoeshine

Get the cool

Get the cool shoeshine"

On Noodle's second solo, Adria didn't sing; she only laughed. Probably because Murdoc had forced her into a tickle-war(you saucy bastard! lol!), and not showing any mercy. It seems that despite the short time, those two had developed a small, but solid friendship. After all, Murdoc wasn't an easy person to become friends with.

After a half an hour, and after a few wrong turns on a crowded highway intersection, 2Dpulled the car into the parking lot of a very large mall. As he turned the car off, he slupmed down in hisseat. Hearing nothing but Adria yelling directions and having Murdoc chuck things at his throbbing skull had certainly taken a toll on him. He stepped out of the car and closed the door, only to have a crowd of woman and teenage girls swarm him. Gulping nervously, he opened thecar door and looked back at Adria.

"They're startin' to swarm," he warned. "Got a plan, darlin'?"

As a matterof fact, she absolutely did...

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2D got back out of the car and closed the door. Turning to the crowd, he flashed them all a cute smile, resulting in two girls fainting and the rest of them screaming louder. He then walked out to the side door, and let the other four out of the car. The screaming grew even louder.

Adria walked over to Murdoc. "Listen, Muds," she whispered so only he could hear, "justplay along withmy plan, okay?"

"Okay, this'll be interestin'."

Without warning, Adria grasped Murdoc's hand, feeling his arm stiffen up a bit. He had heldhands with many girls before, but she was a little too different for him. Just stay calm, he kept telling himself, over and over again. She's just a crazy fan who's gonna be gone in less than a week.

Seeing this, the cheering died down, and the crowd started to dwindle (Author's Note:Thatmeans to slowly diedown, for all you stupids out there!).One particular teenager with her green streaked hairseemed furious as she walked away. The women all started calling Adria names asthey left, like "slut", "bitch", or just "lucky". They had to get back to shopping anyway, and we all know that you can never get a girl away from a mall. For twenty seconds, the five just stood there, blinking in disbelief. After the long silence, they all started laughing hysterically.

"I cannot believethat somethinglike that happened," Noodle said between outbursts.

"Adria, you are truly a genius," Russel added.

"Yeah, I know," agreed Adria. "But just wait until we get inside that mall; we'll have to beat them off with a stick!"

"Uh, Adria?" 2D spoke up.

"Yeah, D?"

"You're still 'oldin' Muds' 'and."

Adria looked down. Sure enough, the Satanist's hand was still holding hers securely. She pulled her hand away, but she felt upset when she did it. Murdoc, on the other hand, laughed sinisterly, which made a chill run its way up Adria's spine.

"Well, let us get this over with," Noodle sighed, as they all walked towards the mall.

KK:Well, I'm glad I finally got this chapter done, like I promised you. Romance will flourish, I'll promise you that. And you won't believe who it's between. Keep reading, and you'll get the shocker of a lifetime with what's coming up. And if you don't review, I tell you what, I'll be madder than a legless Ethiopian watchin' a donut roll down the hill. GIT'R'DONE!(quote property of Larry the Cable Guy) I still do own Adria and all the facts about her, but sadly, I don't own the Gorillaz. I wonder if you can get 'em off eBay. Hmmmmmm...Anyway, PLEASE REVIEW! I'll only write more if I get more than ten reviews. If not, this story will continue to remain unfinished. Don't let me down, guys!