(Yay…I gots reviews…thank you for them. yay. -grins cheesily so, um, for those people that think I'm doing okay…here's more!)

Disclaimer: I do not own Gorillaz or natural blue hair even though my mom's face would be hilarious if I did…anyway…

Later that afternoon Russ took Noodle to a store for some clothes and other items, leaving 2D and Murdoc at home to argue as usual.

"Why don' you like 'er?" 2D questioned, his eyes not leaving the TV.

Murdoc scoffed. "Are you serious? Do we need a lit'l girl runnin' around askin' why our underwear is on the floor? Why our rooms are messy? Why I hit yeh?" To demonstrate, he leaned over and grabbed the singer into a headlock, tightening unmercifully.

2D let out a squeak. "I was jus' jokin'! Come on, Muds!" His dark eyes widened as his voice choked off.

Murdoc let out a laugh. "See? See how we wouldn't need a girl runnin' around 'ere savin' you or nothing?"

Suddenly the DING of a certain elevator broke 2D's gasps. Noodle ran forward to greet the two, but she dropped the bags in shock when she came across the two. Her dark eyes wide beneath her bangs she let out a squeak.

Murdoc looked lazily over at her. "Wot?"

When she said nothing he turned back to strangling the singer, but was broken off by a scream.

He looked up to find that he could see just how fine of sand was embedded within Noodle's sandal.

Then he blacked out.

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When the bassist came to, he rubbed his face which stung. "Wot the 'ell was that!" he yelled and whoever was caring for him jumped away.

"Sumimasen!" came the immediate reply, and his vision un-fuzzed enough to see green flecked eyes looking worriedly towards him.

When Murdoc recognized the guitarist, he let out a yell and scrambled backwards, glaring at her.

"What the fuck did you do 'at for!"

Noodle played with the fringes of the carpet, searching for words. She merely offered her usual vocabulary. "Noodle?"

"NO! Not bloody 'noodle'! I want a fuckin' explanation!"

Noodle shrugged and stood up, leaving Murdoc to rub his searing face.

"Bloody…..'ell…." He groaned, and stood up. "Beer. Must have beer."

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Russ led Noodle to her room, then left her to sort her things out.

2D poked his head in to watch Noodle unpack clothes.

"'Ey, love!" he said brightly, rubbing his neck to rid himself of Murdoc's finger-marks.

Noodle turned around and rewarded him with a huge grin. "Noodle!" she piped, then held up a hand as if to tell him to stay. 2D raised an eyebrow, but kept watching.

She turned around for a minute, and he could hear the rustling of the shopping bag. She let out an "oomph" as she put something on, then she spun around to face him, her eyes sparkling as her new helmet pulled most of her bangs off her face.

2D coughed to cover up his laughter. Noodle stood before him in a white helmet striped with blue and red, and huge blue cylinders on her ears with antennae attached to both. She looked like a space monkey.

"That's….that's nice!" he sputtered, covering his mouth.

Noodle put her skinny hands on her hips, mock glaring at him. Then she shrugged and spread her arms, running around the room making airplane noises.

"Silly girl," 2D said as he scooped her up and stuck her on his shoulders, running around the tiny room.

He had the little girl in hysterics as she squealed with laughter when Murdoc ambled past the room, a look of horror on his face. 2D's face flooded with red as he almost dropped Noodle with embarrassment.

"She was…I just….um…..changin' lightbulbs?" he offered lamely as he scrambled out of the room after dropping Noodle on her bed.

Murdoc watched him go. "Not….askin'….."