I don't own Gorillaz… And I didn't in the last chapter either. (But I'm sure that we ALL want to own Gorillaz somehow.) Oh yeah, I DO NOT own Cribs either. Oh AND, I do NOT mean to offend people who are very hairy.

And no I have NO idea where I

Chapter 4 Phsycology?

Nancy stared at the horrifying scene around her. Russel's room was packed with take-out boxes, plates, animal parts, and tons of garbage.

"I STILL do not believe you are rich. Where's all of your expensive furniture and maids? Where the hell is the culture in here?"

"Hey," Murdoc said, very touchy on the subject. "Most rich people wouldn't even know what culture was if it bit them."

Nancy shrugged. She had heard that term somewhere. Where though? Maybe people just used the phrase a lot.

Murdoc sighed. "Look lady I think you are very ugly. I don't even know why I am talking to you. I DO NOT LIKE YOU!"

Nancy grinned and said, "You're just angry because I AM right about you not being rich."

"Look lady, I've been on Cribs! I MADE the song Clint Eastwood and Feel Good Inc.!"

(Watch the amazing power of caps lock!) "OH MY GOD! ARE YOU FING KIDDING ME! THAT IS MY FAVORITE BAND! GORILLAZ!" Nancy then launched herself at the petrified Murdoc.

"Aaargghhhh!" bellowed the smooshed Murdoc. How in bloody hell is she such a big fan of me… I mean us while she didn't even recognize me? Murdoc cried out while the lady's uh, eew, hairy arm was getting into his mouth.

Finally Murdoc just bit the arm with his razor-teeth.

"OWWWW! WHAT THE FUDGENUTS WAS THAT FOR!" roared Nancy, spit flying. She ran into the lobby in hopes of finding Noodle.

Noodle looked up from her Butt-Kicking Weekly magazine in time to see the hairy woman throw something at Murdoc.

Poor Murdoc-san he should not drink sake anymore. Noodle frowned.

"What is wrong err, ma'am?" Noodle asked, not sure what to say.

Nancy broke into tears and Noodle took her by the hand to her room. Noodle sat Nancy down and politely asked for her name. Then Noodle bustled off into the corner.

"Nancy." said the unsettled muffin-ape as Noodle appeared suddenly with a tray of tea.

"Well, Nancy what is wrong?" the 14 year old questioned.

"Murdoc is angry at me because I have short-term memory. I forgot that you guys are my favorite band and I hugged Murdoc when the memory came back." Nancy averted her eyes downward. "Huh…. Guess no one likes me. It's okay though. I've lived my whole life that way." Noodle uncertainly patted Nancy's back.

"It's ok. When I first come here from Japan Paula would kick me. But when I kicked back she stopped. I stuffed her in the zombie closet."

Noodle and Nancy laughed.

Ok I forgot! Noodle's B-Day was in January! Happy birthday!