Chappie 26

"Today is random day!" I screamed gleefully, bouncing around 2D's room and on his bed like a bunny… I had turned on his stereo and played "DJ Birdy's Bird Dance" at high volume and was jumping and boogieing to it "WOO!"

2D stood in a corner still in his pajamas. I had fixed all his scratches and bruises and sent him to bed early then, eventually, I fell asleep too. Woke up earlier than him so I got dressed in my favourite three-quarter length jeans and my "Love, Hate, FCUK" pink top, and started going insanely hyper. No one had ever seen me go insanely hyper… The Gorillaz were about to find out.

"C-Calm down, Sam!" He stammered, clearly freaked out by my crazy antics.

I grabbed his hands and swung him around "Wee! Dance 2D! It's random day!" I let go and he stumbled backwards and nearly fell into his bathroom.

He shook his head "So?"

I stopped, grinned at him and giggled "It's the only day in a year where I can be weird without getting too many looks…" I sighed and continued seriously "It's a day where… I feel I'm accepted… That I fit in."

2D smiled "But we all accept ya. I ain't neva 'eard of Random Day, though."

I laughed "Of course not! I made it up! All my old friends supported it no matter how reluctant they were…" A look of worry spread on my face "You will support it too, right, 2D?"

He scratched his head "Well… Yea' sure. 'course I will."

I smiled "Don't worry, you don't have to do anything. Just remember. Anything I say or do, no matter how weird or random it is, it's because it's my favourite day of the year and because I'm hyper.

The stereo then switched to "Blur-Woo Hoo."

2D raised an eyebrow "Oi! I remember singin' 'vis song!"

"Well, duh! Y'know Damon Albarn?"

2D nodded "Yeah, he hangs out wiv' some Hewlett guy…"

"Jamie Hewlett, you mean."

"Yeah that guy."

"You and Damon have the same voice yadda yadda yadda… So you think his songs are yours and whatever." I grabbed two wires, one red one yellow and tied them together. A small yellow spark fizzled then vanished. I grinned, scarily enthusiastically.

"Oh." He still looked puzzled.

Suddenly, the music switched to "Fall Out Boy-Dance Dance" my eyes widened.

"Uh, Sam?" 2D took a step forward but before he knew it I roared out of the room and up the car park stairs. The song blasted through every speaker in the studio so it was everywhere. I had spent all morning connecting all the speakers and such.

I ran around, screaming at the top of my lungs "HAPPEH RANDOM DAY!"

Murdoc came out of his Winnebago, surprisingly, he was dressed. I didn't hear him say anything, he just slowly made his way to the breakfast hall. I passed Russel's room, his door open; he must be in the breakfast area. Then I roared down some stairs and sped up after I past Noodle's room. She came out and called to me but I didn't hear.

I arrived at the food hall. Sure enough, Russel was there and close behind my entry came 2D and Noodle. Murdoc must be taking his time.

I nearly glomped 2D by accident as I galloped on all fours across the floor, under tables and over benches to a seat next to Noodle.

"What is this music?" Noodle asked, shuffling a safe distance away from me as I plopped down in my seat.

"Huh?" I asked, a little out of breath. I brushed a stray piece of my hair from my face and tucked it behind my ear "Oh, um… I've just connected all the speakers in Kong to 2D's bedroom stereo and I'm playing all the songs that let loose my optimism."

"That don't sound good." I heard Murdoc mock as he entered. I dropped silent and turned my back to him as he took his seat "'ey, 2D-ents, what's wrong with 'er?" he whispered to 2D. He simply shrugged in reply.

Russel looked from me to Murdoc. He knew Muds must have done something really bad for me not to talk to him. He murmured to Noodle but I didn't hear what it was.

The song faded slowly but I didn't care. Russel stood up and walked up to me. I could tell he was concerned.

"What has Muds done?" he asked bending down to my eye level.

I sniffed. I had one or two tears swirling behind my usual insensitive looking eyes. I didn't make eye contact "Nothing."

"C'mon, you can tell me." He encouraged.

I shook my head and left the table. Despite my overflowing buckets of optimism that I had fused into my brain when I was born, I really didn't want to be comforted at that time. I opened the cafeteria doors and swung them shut behind me. I sighed and slumped against a wall "God, what happened to my hyperness on Random Day?" I whispered to myself, loudly in disappointment. I looked down the long corridor. I hated being depressed on such a wonderful day with the sun shining, which was a very rare occurrence at Kong.

I bolted upright and quickly ran down the beautifully sunlit corridor when I heard footsteps approach the exit to the cafeteria. I skidded around the corner just as the doors opened. I stopped as a thought dawned on me. This is my day. No one else's. Better than a Birthday or Christmas… Hell, maybe better than Happy Hugday! Why the F. am I so depressed and why am I running? So Murdoc ticked me off, doesn't mean he should ruin my day! I just won't talk to him. Simple. I turned around and saw Noodle. She came up to me.

"What you up to today?"

I shrugged "Oh nothing much, just going to America, Washington, to assassinate the president and save the enslaved fox-eared flatworm slaves of the far away land of Bubbalooga and give free Garibaldi's biscuits to the three kings of Jack's ass so they may bless me with the power of a million bees. I will then use that power to fly to Neverland and blow up Peter Pan because he owes me five grand and then I'll look for that ticking crocodile and ride it to Narnia to see the master of blueballs for free chips made exactly like KFC's." I didn't even gasp for breath. I just smiled at Noodle's confused expression.

"What?" was her only reply. I laughed and told her I was only following the day's tradition. She giggled. She then sighed "I need to find Mike."

"Mike? Your monkey?"

She nodded.

"I think he's in the landfill. Probably looking for his hat that Murdoc threw out last week."

"Okay, arigatou!"

"Kochira Koso…" I paused and then added "Watashi wa baka desu!" Watashi wa baka desu meaing I am an idiot.

Noodle looked seriously freaked out with a raised eyebrow. I shrugged. She shook her head and ran off to search for Mike.

I began to walk along the corridor when I wondered why no music was playing. I growled. The fuse must have broken. With bared teeth, strangely sharp even with braces, I marched down to the fuse box at the end of the car park. I admit I was no mechanic so I just pounded on the box. After seven punches I had a little surge of electicity surge up my arm and down my leg. I tickled. So I hit it again. And Again and again and again.

When I got bored and had enough of that, I heard the speakers click back to life… Only something was wrong…

The song that began playing was Limp Bizkit's "Rollin" the uncensored version. My left eyelid twitched and I flipped out. I was horrified! I couldn't do anything about it. My pupils dilated. I couldn't stay still on the spot. I was shuffling from side to side, crouched down like an animal. Which maybe the only thing to best describe me, a freakishly weird feral animal. I jumped up and down, beating my fists on the ground. I stomped, leaving small marks in the tarmac. As the swearing (the F word features in the song quite a bit) began, I bellowed out a howl of sorts that I had tried top contain. I set off, loping mindlessly across the car park on all fours.

--" you should of seen me at the prom…