Chappie 6

I began to panic. I couldn't open my eyes! Some sort of goo had covered them and it was like glue! I sat up. I felt my arm hit something… Or someone. I couldn't see anything.

"Oi! What was dat for?" I heard 2D's voice. I had managed to stand up… I thought.

"2D! Oh my God! I'm blind! I can't see anything."

"Yeah, ya gave me a black… Blacker eye."

"I'm so sorry!" I started to walk and tried to find the bathroom. I had no idea where I was going. I hit the wall and fell over something. I heard 2D coming over, He lifted me up.

"Sam, open yer eyes."

One popped open. I rubbed the other and wiped the gooey stuff from them.

"Hehe, sorry. I panic when I can't see. I dunno why." I then saw where I had hit him. His eye had begun to swell and it was purpley looking "Are you O.K.?" I asked.

He smiled "I'm awright. I'm used to it cuz' of what Murdoc duz' to me. 'e's done worse."

"Still, you should run it under cold water." I yanked him into the bathroom and stuck his head under the shower. I turned it on freezing. He coughed, spluttered, and managed to pull himself from my grasp.

I turned to him and threw a towel in his face. His face and shoulders were soaked. He grabbed the towel and dried himself. His eye looked a little better.

"F'anks…" he muttered. I smiled cheekily.

Later that day, the band were rehearsing a song. It was Clint Eastwood. I watched from inside the studio booth. I waved to Del as he appeared and began his rapping. Del was a ghostly spirit that lived with Russel. He popped out now and again. Although the rest of the group were thinking of getting an exorcist, Russel was strong friends with Del so he didn't want him to go. I liked Del too. His rapping skills were quite awesome. I'd hate to see him go.

The group had to start the song repeatedly because Murdoc's base guitar strings kept snapping for some reason. He blamed it on me since it never did that before I arrived. I just poked my tongue at him, he glared at me, I gave him the middle finger and he let out a pissed off grunt. I decided I should avoid him for a while.

Finally, they managed to get through the song without any mishaps. I watched 2D and Russel slump themselves in two chairs and start processing the song through the recording thingamajig.

I was bored beyond description. Russel would slide a slider on the mixing board up and then another down. Repeat. Up, down. Repeat. Up, down, up again etc. I stared at a corner. My eyes drooping from boredom and a thick gob of drool slid from my mouth. I drooled whenever I was bored. It was a sickly habit.

I didn't notice 2D come over. He got the corner of his shirt and wiped my mouth. I opened an eye and looked up at him. I realized I was falling off the chair and I landed on my face. I rolled onto my back and couldn't help moaning.

"I'm booooooooooooooorrreeeeeeeeeeedddddddddddd!" My howl echoed around the studio. 2D looked at me and raised his eyebrow (CUTE!)

"I know." Russel said not even turning around.

"Dis' is da worst bit of recordin'. I gets bored too." 2D agreed "Russ, do ya f'ink ya can 'andle dis' yerself?"

Russel grunted. It was funny how he and his pig that he carried under his arm all the time, sounded, smelled and even looked alike.

I always got bored easily so I almost skipped out of the studio and nearly did a few cartwheels, but I wasn't that stupid. So I just walked out calmly, did such a high-pitched squeal of relief that it was above hearing level and it made a few dogs bark outside.

2D came out and closed the door behind him. He looked around cautiously then turned to me.

"Ya wanna see sumfink kewl?" he asked.

I shrugged and followed him down the corridor. I hadn't been around that bit before and it was clearly somewhere where Murdoc hadn't been due to its cleanness. The walls were still yellow but didn't have any traces of peeling wallpaper or chipped paint. A refreshing aroma rested in the air. We came to a door and 2D walked in carefully.

The room was completely black and I couldn't see how big it was. In the middle was a tall, large tank. It was filled with bluish liquid (water?) that gave off a faint glow. It was the only light in the room.

I looked at 2D unsurely.

"Dun' look so worried. Nuf'in 'ere will 'urt ya." He smiled reassuringly. He walked up to the tank; I hesitated until he motioned for me to come. Bubbles floated up in the water now and then.

Suddenly, as I looked closer, there was a disturbance in the bubbles. I couldn't see clearly but I saw a faint silhouette of something moving amongst the glowing liquid. It darted from side to side and up and down occasionally. It was freaky.

"2D… Is there a reason I'm looking in a blue glowy tank?"

"Juz' wait 'nd see."

I never liked being surprised although I didn't mind being scared at night. I didn't know why, I was weird like that. I decided to take a step back just in case something jumped.

However, before I could move, some kind of fish creature threw itself, from the back of the tank, at me. I fell back with a high-pitched yelp.

It was a brown colour and its jaws were huge. But the fish itself wasn't bigger than my head. It had sharp spines down its back and it had two smallish fins at the front. Its teeth were almost as big as its body. It had two small eyes, one slightly bigger than the other, that were white with a little glow around them.

I looked up at 2D as he helped me up "What is that?" I asked. I was always fond of freaky stuff.

"I called it Greg." He replied walking up to the tank. Greg eyed him suspiciously and then swam up to the edge, next to him. 2D stroked the glass where the freaky fish was. The fish seemed to grin.

"And what kind of fish is Greg?" I said stepping closer and looking at Greg in detail.

"I dunno. Exotic species?"

I raised my eyebrow "Exotic? That thing? Yeah, right."

"He could be… I gots to feed 'im anyways."

I gulped "Feed him what?"

"Dun' look so worried. Just other fish guts."

I made a face "Charming…" I saw him walk over to a white bucket stained with dried blood. I didn't like seeing dead animals unless it was for natural cause. I guessed it was natural if it was to feed Greg so I managed to hold my stomach. The smell of the dead, rotting fish wasn't too bad but I couldn't think how 2D could pick them up, it was just yucky.

He threw one up and over the tank wall. The tank must have had a lid to it somewhere because wouldn't the fish escape? I couldn't be bothered to ask. After he threw a couple more fishies to Greg, he wiped his hands on a towel. Greg had devoured every one of the fishies whole as they floated to the bottom.

As we left the room, I saw Greg let out a loud but cute burp. I always thought fish were cute when they burped. Although I had never seen a fish burp so… Whatever. Greg seemed to smile as I waved goodbye. It wasn't the evil kind of smile like 'I'm gonna get you.' It was like a cheeky smile. What can I say? I like fishies… ( . . )

"So, where d'you get him from?" I asked 2D as we walked down the corridor. I wasn't sure where we were going now. I just followed him.

"A pet shop. A real weird one too. No animals but da freaky kind dat ya neva' see anywhere. I was wantin' a fish since Murdoc flushs all my ov'er animals down da toilet."

I looked at him "You serious?"

He nodded "Yeah, dogs, cats… Even my old snake, Skippy!" he sighed "Anyways, 'vere is dis real big tank, yeah? 'nd I go 'ave a look-see. First I dun' saw nuf'ink. But, 'ven wee lil' Greg came torpedoin' outta da wa'er 'nd onto da floor. 'e 'ven looked up at me 'nd did a sorta smile before 'e started chokin'."

"Does anyone else know about Greg?"

"Nah. 'nd I dun' plan on tellin' 'vem! If I do they'll go tell Murdoc 'nd 'ven bye-bye Greg… Ya promise to keep 'dis a secret, yeah?"

I smiled at him "Of course. When it comes to secrets… Well… Just don't worry, I'll keep my mouth shut. Although it would be difficult but for you, I'll manage."

Oh crap… I so hope I didn't stir up memories of what Kirstie was blabbering on about last night… I thought, starting to sweat. I quickly wiped it off so he wouldn't see me worried. I glanced at him quickly and my heart skipped a beat when I saw him smiling! He wasn't looking at me but up ahead. Did he remember what Kirstie had said? I halved hoped he didn't and halved hoped he did.

I like shoes… . . Hey just saying, I'm making a Gorillaz fan website but it's a school project and I can only work on it for like… Three days! It might get published but then again it might not. It's nowhere near finished though… Also when you review (which you will) please say if you like the Gorillaz song, Dirty Harry. Or just post what your favorite is. Thanking yous!