Chappie 23
"Can we break 'vis f'ing?" 2D asked Murdoc peering into the shiny glass of the newly installed spy-cam.
"I dunno but we're gonna find out…" Murdoc replied wielding a hung of wood with a nail in the top. The exact same one he chased a news reporter with after a misquote. It made the front page "Mumbley Muds Kills Journalist in Muddled Misquote Horror" He said that the picture of him really caught his personality.
"Ah!" 2D yelped and ducked thinking Murdoc was going to hit him.
"I ain't gonna hit yer dullard!" He said shaking the wooden plank warningly near 2D's face. He paused and stood "Hmm. Actually, y'know, that ain't such a bad idea."
"I-I-I wouldn't try i-it Muds, Sam's w-watchin' us f'rough da spy-cam." 2D stuttered moving hastily away from possible death.
"Not when I'm done with it!" With that, he closed his eyes and brought the plank crashing down on the spy-cam. Splinters flew everywhere as the force of the hit struck the smooth surface of the device. Murdoc opened one eye and stared through it in disbelief. He dropped the plank and disappeared into his bedroom to find a more formidable weapon, muttering curses as he went.
2D took his attention from his irritated band member to the should-be-shattered camera. It hadn't budged a bit and didn't have one scar on it. This was definitely one strong camera!
Murdoc came back out wielding an arsenal of various weapons to whack the camera. He dropped the pile on the couch and tossed 2D a crowbar. The weapon of Murdoc's choice was a mace. 2D wanted to ask where he got all the dangerous tools from but he figured that he was better off not knowing.
"Alright, on the count o' three we'll start whacking the f'ing like 'vere no tomorrow." Murdoc said holding the mace tightly.
"Uh…"
"1,2,3!" Murdoc shouted impatiently ignoring 2D hesitation. Both started hitting the camera simultaneously. After random whacks they fell into a rhythm… Whack, Thwack, Whack, Thwack, Whack, Thwack, Whack, Thwack…This went on for half-an-hour. Samantha sat on the other side watching the two boys tire themselves out but quickly became bored, pulled out her Gamecube and plugged it into the TV. She still kept an eye on them though.
"Muds, I dun' wanna 'it it anymore!" 2D whined dropping his crowbar.
"Do you wan' some privacy? Or do you wan' a girl watchin' yer every move?" Murdoc snapped continuing his assault on the unmoved camera.
"'vat f'ing is like. Made outta Titanium or summink." 2D sighed trying to figure out what to do. Suddenly, an idea popped into his head although one might not have called it a good one "I know Muds!" he lowered his voice below Sam's hearing "We could get summink te cova it!"
Murdoc stopped and stared at 2D who was looking quite chuffed with himself. He knew it was no use beating the camera up because it wouldn't break but having someone watching your every move is a little unnerving.
2D began working on his idea and he managed to think of a way to improve it "Well, instead o' just covarin' it we could git a picture of us 'nd stick it te da camera." He whispered.
Murdoc didn't hesitate "Whatever, if you can find some paper in 'ere 'ven we can go on with yer idea, what've I got te lose?" he paused and added "But I ain't lookin' fer it, dullard."
"Yeah, I know you won' cos yer laz-" 2D covered his mouth and gulped.
"Whatcha call me, face-ache?" Murdoc growled turning back around. He glared down at the cowering 2D and spat at him. It just missed him and landed on the floor. Murdoc then dropped on the couch to continue drinking and watching TV.
2D stayed still for a while then got to finding some paper for them to draw themselves on. He looked through piles and piles of junk, beer cans, machine parts, bits of ripped up chairs, sofas etc. He even made twelve pounds while searching but kept it secret from Murdoc.
Eventually he found a clean sheet that was crumpled but better than nothing.
"'ey! Muds I found some!" he shouted out.
"Great, where are ya?" Murdoc said looking in the direction 2D's voice came from. All he saw was a fairly large pile of junk. 2D's head then popped out of the side and his hand pushed out and held a piece of paper. The junk under him gave way and he tumbled down the pile and hit the floor on his stomach. Murdoc went over and swiped the paper from him.
2D had also found a pen. Murdoc drew himself first. Every time 2D tried to see, Murdoc would push him away. The picture he drew of himself wasn't that bad. Many mistakes but it would pass for him anyway.
"'ere ya go Da Vinci. Yerr meant to be an artist ain't ya?" Murdoc threw it to 2D who started drawing immediately. Murdoc tried to see but 2D kept getting in the way. The pen in his hand was going like the clappers! He finished quicker than Murdoc and looked admirably at his picture. He had drawn the background as well and fixed up Murdoc's drawing too.
"Done, Muds." 2D called. Murdoc came through from his room and looked at the picture. 2D had completely changed him. He looked meaner then he drew before and 2D took the courtesy of adding a beer belly. This wasn't an insult to Murdoc but when he looked at how freakishly thin 2D had drawn himself compared to him…
"Gimme the pen, I forgot summink." Murdoc snarled snatching the pen from 2D. He drew over 2D's perfect drawing of himself and overlapped the think body with a large circle making him look really big. He then added to the shirt "I'm StAhOoPiD" and did various other things to the drawing to make 2D look like a complete prat.
"Alright," Murdoc sneered "It's done."
"Lemme see!" 2D said eagerly trying to sneak a peek at the picture once more. However, Murdoc had already pinned it to the camera.
"Right, it's done." Murdoc said eyes gleaming evilly. He grabbed 2D's head in a headlock and started punching him viciously in the face.
"Muds! Stop it!" 2D cried trying to break free. Alas, he was at the mercy of Murdoc. Wait… What mercy?
AH! 2D get pummeled! WA! O.K. Review please! Sorry these chapter seemed to get smaller its just that… I'm excited! My Birf'day is coming up! April 21st. Yay!