(Last chapter I have to post for today...i'll take a break for a while and scan the reviews to see if i should go on.)

Disclaimer: I don't own Gorillaz and don't own Noodle's dance moves, as much as I wish I could do them. Heh...

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Murdoc awoke with a slight buzz, and he sat up, rubbing the back of his head, groaning. "Too many beers." He mumbled, "Too many beers."

He flopped out of bed, scratching his stomach lazily as he kicked smelly shirts around, looking for a pair of pants. Pulling on a dark grey pair of jeans, he didn't bother to click the belt shut, nor the button. Instead he walked around, filthy as usual, towards the 'bago's door. He kicked it open and grabbed a half-drained beer can on his way out.

Cursing nonchalantly at the annoying elevator shaft as it dinged its normal "It's there!" when he arrived at the second floor, he walked forward towards the kitchen. Having forgotten entirely the events of the day before, he merely belched and walked in, not paying attention to the occupants of the table. He yanked a pop-tart box out of the pantry and tore the plastic off with his teeth before fully noticing who occupied the kitchen.

"Noodle?" the small girl offered brightly, a thin ramen noodle trailing from her mouth.

Murdoc, startled, let out a small yell and dropped the pop-tart, spreading pastry crumbs all over the floor. Recovering, he shook his head back and forth, his dark brown bangs hiding the shock in his multicolored eyes. Regaining his normal rough composure, he snorted.

"Yeh, girl. That's a noodle."

"Noodle!"

Murdoc snorted again and got another pop-tart, cramming the entire thing in his mouth and washing it down with beer. The girl watched this, then shrugged and went back to picking at her ramen with makeshift chopsticks---a bunch of toothpicks taped together with Scotch tape.

Tossing the empty can aside, the bassist made his way to the TV room, his eyes still watching the little girl who peered at him through her bangs while she slurped ramen. He walked out of her gaze as he slouched onto the couch, shoving 2D aside who merely glared, then adjusted to sitting somewhere else.

Russ came up the elevator shaft, being announced by the ever-present "elevator music" of "It's comin' up, it's comin' up, it's comin' up…It's there! DING" The other artists' eyes were glued to the infomercial about a push-up bra when Russ approached them. He glanced at the commercial, shook his head in disgust as he turned around and waved to the Japanese guitarist.

The small girl looked up from what was left of her ramen, stared blankly at Russ, then gave a bright cheesy smile, then immediately withdrew once more into her ramen. Startled, Russ inched back into the TV room to discuss her placement.

"So. Have you guys thought of anything else you want to say before I say that the girl can stay?"

Murdoc's head snapped away from the TV. "Uh, yeah."

"Well let's hear it."

"Okay."

"Well?"

"NOOOOOO!"

2D perked up. "I gots somfink to say!" he put in, and Russ looked his direction.

"Can she stay?"

Murdoc's eyes flashed. "I already told the lot of ya! The media'll have a bloody field day with the fact that we've taken in a 10 year old that we ordered in the mail!" He ran his fingers through his dirty hair and sighed. "Sure, why not."

2D's face lit up as he looked at Russ who nodded. "Noodle-girl!" he hollered, getting a "Hai?" from the kitchen. "YOU CAN STAY!"

The Japanese girl walked in as Murdoc raised an eyebrow. "You named it?"

2D blushed.

Russ shrugged. "Well that works."

The Japanese girl rubbed the rest of the sleep from her eyes. "Nan desu ka?" (What is it?)

2D pointed to her, then the floor. In confusion, she walked over and sat on the floor, causing Murdoc to let out a choke that disguised his laughter. 2D shook his head. "No. You. Stay."

She cocked her head.

"Stay."

She gazed at him.

"Stay."

"St….ay?"

"Stay."

"Stay?"

"Stay."

"NOODLE STAY!" the girl jumped up, to 2D's surprise, and did a little dance.

"Well that settles it," Murdoc muttered, going back to the TV.

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(I could really use some reviews...i'm considering deleting and not continuing)