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"And so he left. I don't think I will see him again, even if I would do anything for it."

Noodle stares through the glass placed in front of her. The idea of a stupid boy being able to hurt her head like this makes her head spin. She's used to basic disappointments and being separated from her family once in a while, but someone outside the family leaving her is an entirely new feeling. She doesn't much like it. Not that she likes any of her boys leaving; but this is a bit different.

"Oh, love. You could have said that earlier, we could have tied him down and made him stay. Moving away at the drop of a hat is a shite thing to do, especially to my guitarist." Murdoc's eyes wander from the newspaper for a moment, a slight frown gracing his face.

"You know that is not nice to do. He had his reasons, and I do not want to force him to stay. It just is not fair and I do not like this feeling." The Japanese teen sighs, putting her head between her arms. "It is like I feel ill, but not a sickness. Just hurt." She describes. There's a knot in her stomach, and the mood she's in is an all time low. Definitely not a good feeling. Murdoc doesn't reply for a moment.

"Oh, dear. This sounds like a case of. . ." The green man trails off. "No. It can't be. Absolutely no way."

The girl's head shoots up. "What is it?!" She demands, a tad alarmed. Standing up quickly, Murdoc storms out of the room.

"Stay put!" He says curtly. Noodle can hear the raspy bark of the man come from the hallway. She hears the buzz of one of the old intercoms being pressed. "Russel, Faceache! Come down here right now, it's very bloody urgent!" Sounds the man; the intercom speaker in the room she is in, the kitchen, had gone off with the message meant for the other boys. Murdoc must have hit the button that sends the message through the whole studio again. Storming back in, Murdoc sits down back at his spot at the table. "I've gone and called the other two to discuss this issue at hand." He explains.

"You never told me what the issue is," replies she, and rather impatiently at that.

"Sweet Satan, girl. Wait a moment, you won't understand it without the others round." Murdoc counters, lacing his fingers together on the table. Knowing she won't get anywhere without the others, she sighs and puts her head back down on the table. It takes around three minutes for both men to be down in the kitchen. Stuart comes down looking rather frazzled, whilst Russel arrives seeming extremely annoyed. "Sit." Murdoc instructs.

"What the deal with you callin' me and wakin' me up from my nap? I oughta break that nose of yours again." Russ threatens, the burning glare from his listless eyes causing 2D to flinch despite said glare not being directed at him.

"Hey, what's the matter with Noodle?" The singer suddenly asks, momentarily forgetting how scary Russel is.

"Ah! Precisely why I called the two of you down. I'm afraid, um. She appears to, have, uh. A rather large case of the heartbreaks. The bloke she was with decided to ditch her for moving to France. Seems to have broken her ticker there." The bassist replies.

"Hold up, hold up. I'm sure I ain't heard you right. You didn't just say he broke my baby's heart, I must be trippin'. I gotta be trippin'." Russ' anger seems to have grown, though, luckily, this time it's directed at the boy Murdoc is referring to.

Even 2D looks angry. "Lemme at him! I'll show him he can't just go round breaking Noodle's heart without getting socked!" He tries to look tough, before abandoning the sad charade all together and going over to Noodle. "Are you doing alright, luv? Uh. That's a silly question. Sorry." He sits down in one of the chairs next to her. Noodle doesn't reply with much other than a sigh. She doesn't feel like talking, especially not about her current predicament. To be honest, she doesn't know what she wants at this point other than to try drinking whatever drink Murdoc does when he wants to forget. It usually seems to work, even if it often results in violent rampages. "Hello? Russel, she won't talk. That isn't a good sign; not a good sign at all." 2D is now rather worried.

"Huh?" Russ forgets his anger for a moment and walks over to the girl. "Hey, baby girl. Not doin' too well, yeah?" Taking the other seat next to her, he sighs. Noodle stays silent, but decides to revert to being a small child and climb into Russel's arms. There's always room there, and he makes her feel safe again.

"Well. Are we going to track the bloke down and maim him or.. or something?" 2D turns to Murdoc, who'd gone back to reading his paper.

"Up to her." Replies the bassist absentmindedly. "I won't bother if she'll throw a fit because of it, though." He adds, turning the page.

"Hmm. . . I see. . ." The blunette scratches his head. "Maybe she would like some chocolate? That always helped me. Delicious stuff."

Noodle shakes her head.

"I think we should go watch a movie in the den. Gettin' her mind off of it might be a good thing." Russ suggests. No one dares to argue, so the three (and Noodle, still nestled in the large man's embrace,) start torwards the den.

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It was around halfway through the horror movie when Noodle finally dozed off. The boys all being there in the room was a definite help, and made her feel okay enough to fall asleep. Maybe she'll feel a bit better when she wakes.

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Hello, all!

I haven't died, I swear it!! I'd figured I would surprise you all with a little snapshot, even if it's rather short.

The inspiration for this is actually taken from my own recent experience. It had honestly made me wonder what the boys might do if some guy broke her heart. Maybe I'll add a second part to it!!

I'm starting my second year of college tomorrow!! It's been an absolutely fantastic summer, and I sincerely hope you had one as lovely as mine! I'll try to update more often, promise!!

Until next time,

Liz