Disclaimer: Gorillaz are not mine. Don't know..don't own.
"Damn!" Noodle muttered as the back of her blue jeans got caught in her bike chain again. Ah well, she was peddling her way back into the car park and she could rip the hell of her jeans later so it wouldn't look like what it did exactly, jeans that had been caught in a bike chain. She basically jumped off the bike after barely missing Mud's Winnebago and let it crash into all the others, causing a ripple effect of bikes hitting metal and concrete. Noodle cringed. If Murdoc was in, and hung over, he wouldn't be happy. She bit her lip and slowly started walking towards the door that led to 2D's room with her hand curled around the bag of doughnuts she just rode to buy.
"What the 'ell was that?"
Ugh…Satanist at it again. The Winnie's door slammed open. Noodle was surprised it hadn't fallen off of it's hinges yet.
"Sorry, Murdoc-san," said Noodle quickly and dashed for 2D's room.
"If I ever get a'old of you, you bloody lil -"
Noodle slammed the door behind her and look around. 2D lazily opened an eye.
"Muds at it again?" he asked.
"Oh," Noodle didn't see him there for a second, "did I wake you?"
2D sat up. Noodle noticed he was only in boxers and felt a little more self conscious than usual.
"'e ain't gonna hurt you, luv," 2D yawned, "you're our guitarist, for 'eavan's sake."
"Yeah, I know," said Noodle cautiously walking over to the yellow chair surrounded by junk and plopping down into it. "He's just scary as hell sometimes."
2D chuckled as he stretched and got up.
"Well, Noodle," said 2D, "I'm gonna shower, but you can stay 'ere as long as you want. Make yourself comfy and all."
Noodle stared at the floor while 2D passed and stayed looking at the brown carpet for a while. Murdoc was scarier than ever, drunk all the time or hung over. She kicked away a dirty sock that was near by. Stupid Murdoc. It's not like she didn't love him to death. He gave her a home and a family for crying out loud. Plus, he came up with the brilliant idea of Noodle faking her death in the El Manana so she could get a break from the public and rest for a while. There was also the factor that she was growing up and the world hadn't seen that yet, and she was going to come back, better than ever. Eventually. However, he was still pissed at her for 2D and Russel joined in on the idea and let her be the only one in the video. Oh boy, was Murdoc pissed.
"What the 'ell Face-Ache? What the bloody 'ell?"
"Touchy," thought Noodle.
So, she wasn't the only one getting yelled at today. She snorted. No use hanging out in 2D's room all day. Murdoc wasn't going to get in a better mood anyway. Realizing she was still clutching her bag of doughnuts, she walked out of 2D's room.
"Back from more, eh?" Asked Murdoc.
He was sitting on the stairs that led up to the Winnie, with a cigar in hand. He took a deep drag.
"Ah, good stuff," he muttered as he leaned back.
"Hung over?" Noodle asked shutting 2D's door behind her.
"No, just pissed."
"Ah…, at what?"
"You."
"Um…why is that, Murdoc-san?"
"Woke me the bloody 'ell up."
"Will a doughnut help?" she walked towards him lifting the bag. He eyed the bag for a second and then snatched it out of her hand.
"W'at we got 'ere?" He shuffled through the bag. "Chocolate covered, cream filled, raspberry filled, and powdered." He threw the bag on the ground. "I'm not hungry."
He took another drag of the cigarette and closed his eyes.
"You're such a jackass," Noodle murmured as she picked up the bag of now, smooshed doughnuts. She heard Murdoc snort as she called for the lift.
Russel didn't want the doughnuts either. Not home made and from the heart. She had rode to buy them, hadn't she? He did offer an apology and to make breakfast. Frustrated, Noodle snapped up the doughnuts from kitchen counter and stormed off to the bathroom. She kicked the door open.
"2D!" she screamed, "You will eat these doughnuts with me, right now!"
The water from the shower turned off and 2D emerged with a towel wrapped around his waist.
"W'ats going on?"
"Bad morning," sighed Noodle as she threw the bag at him. "Eat."
2D sat down on the bathroom floor and picked up the bag and looked inside.
"'Ey! These are some of my favorites!" he exclaimed. "Not exactly…well, crisp, I'll blame that on Muds, but my favorites none the less. Thank you lil' luv."
Relieved that she had made someone's day, Noodle sat down beside him, not taking care to his lack of clothing, and picked up the powdered doughnut from the bag and ate it down quickly. What? Riding a bike was hard work.
"Stu," Noodle said, "teach me how to drive."
2D chuckled and pointed at his 'eyes'. "Not exactly the best teacher," he said.
"You drive fine all the time," Noodle argued. "I'm fifteen, I can learn. Teach me."
"Don't like Kong anymore?"
"No, no…I think it'd just be helpful for the band…if someone needed to run an errand or something."
"Ok, lil' luv. If you want."
They ate the rest of the doughnuts in silence.
"Ok, now just put it inta drive," instructed 2D.
They were in one of the random cars left at the car park…just a small sedan, nothing fancy. It made her laugh to see all six foot two of 2D fit into such a small car though. She was so glad that Murdoc had passed out in the lobby, drunk, the night before and wasn't in the Winnie. What fun that would be. Finally, she did as instructed and barely tapped the gas peddle.
"AHHH!"
"Luv, calm down, we're moving very slowly, it's awright," giggled 2D.
"Ok, ok" she breathed in, "you're right."
"Like always."
She pressed on the gas again, this time jolting the car forward.
"Alright, I'm done," Noodle screamed.
2D laughed at her again.
"Ah, you were just like me when I was learning 'ow to drive."
"Highly doubt it," she rolled her eyes.
"You amaze me sometimes lil' luv."
Noodle blushed. Sure, she could play the guitar, but she wasn't that great. Well, maybe she could sing too, but, not as well as 2D.
"Sing for me…," Noodle said hesitantly, "it might help."
2D didn't ask any questions. He just started humming the tune to "kids with guns" and sung when necessary. Noodle eventually calmed down and drove slowly through the car park, taping her fingers along with the beat 2D was humming.
She felt like the song ended too quickly.
"That was great!"
Noodle gave a small grin, "yeah, but I'm done now."
Knowing that no one would be leaving Kong Studios anytime soon, or, rather more, using this part of the car park, Noodle just killed the engine there and got out.
She didn't wait for 2D. Something had changed between them as he sung just for her and she slowly jogged around the car park in the sedan. She just walked straight towards the lift and called for it. She hadn't had too much of a history that she remembered too much of. Five years, approximately. Maybe the singing had made her realize that 2D was someone special to her.
Not that Russel and Murdoc weren't either. She just always remembered 2D to be the one that opened the crate she was in. It was his face that inspired her 'riff to end all riffs' and kick, which, got her into Kong. Had she not realized it before?
It's coming up
It's coming up
It's coming up
"Jeez, Noodle! Wait up a sec!"
It's there!
…
Too late.
She pushed the 1st floor button with such intensity she might as well have punched it. The doors shut just in time for her to see a confused look on 2D's face.
A.N: This is my frist FF ever...please review?
