Author's Note: Heya!! Haha. Looks like another story has come into my head. Man, I don't how I do it. Anyway, I'm really tired for "I didn't do it!" but don't worry, there's no way am I going to stop writing for it. In fact, I love the story soo much!! And now, to the story.
The wind blew through the atmosphere of Kong Studios and passed the owners that were living in it. The clocks struck 2 p.m., informing those humans that it was time to eat.
Russel was already at the kitchen making lunch. It was a tall, yummy, delicious, super, terrific sandwich (A/N: Got that out from Patrick!! XD) and some barbecued steaks and pork chops that were covered with litres of black and chilli sauce. The afternoon breeze now was taken over by the smell of the mixture of food and sauces but the giant didn't mind at all.
At that time, the dimwit, the drunkard and the 17-year-old entered the room. Their nose picked up and they inhaled the horrible smell of the mixture.
"Awrigh', Lunch is ready!!" The ogre shouted. He didn't know that his band mates had already arrived. He turned around to reveal two huge plates.
The trio spouted their tongue out in disgust and felt sick by the moment. Their faces were turning more greener than ever. The sandwich looks edible but the steaks and pork chops were sick. It was like something you could find in the fridge before the Gorillaz went shopping and refilled it. It reminded them of the finger and the brain that used to be in the refrigerator.
"Well, wha' ya guys waitin' fer?? Hurry up and grab a seat!!" The taxidermy lover pestered his friends to 'eat up' as he couldn't finish up the 'grand buffet' by himself, maybe he could if he was famished, could he??
"Err… No fanks, Russ. I've got some paperwork to do." The Bass Slayer excused himself as he dashed out of the horrifying nightmare.
"Uhh… I'm not tha' hungry, Russ. I jus' came here ta… erm... discover 'e coz of 'e horr-, I-I mean, delightful smell. Since 'm done with 'at, I'll con'inue with my game. Err, bye!" The blue-haired boy sprinted far away from the yucky scent of Russel's Grand Buffet.
"Uhm… I've got to give Mike a bath. Maybe, another time, Russel-san!! Bye!!" The Japanese made her great escape without any hesitation.
Noodle ran as fast as she could and stopped in her tracks when she caught up with her other two brothers who were leaning against two walls, panting.
"Man, wat in 'e hell was 'at?? 'e pork chops were horrible enoug' but why did he had ta add 'e bloody pig's body as well?!" The smelly, old man questioned rudely.
"Umm… Murdoc-san??" The purple-haired girl stepped in.
"Wot??"
"That wasn't a pig's body. It was a steak covered with sauces, which made it looked unappetizing."
"Ohh, really?? I though' of 'e same fing too." 2D answered for Murdoc.
"'at lards is eatin' way too much. If 'is keeps comin' up, he's gonna ge' too fat and he might explode and DIE." The Satanist exclaimed.
"There must be something we can do." The Asian Axe Princess uttered, almost wanting to cry when big-mouthed-Murdoc's latter was the "D" word. The black-eyed god comforted the shrinking girl and shot the mismatched-eyed-man an angry look. He replied by looking away and folded him arms.
Suddenly, an idea had just hatched in the brain of the manager of one of the world's greatest band. He smirked and chuckled.
"'ey, guys. I 'ink I know 'e solution. You guys don' need ta worry. I got it all inside of my head." The Bassist confidently spoke. He then, strolled to the direction of the kitchen.
The Guitarist gave the vocalist a questioning look but he just shrugged his shoulders in reply.
Wooh, that's long. I got this idea from one of the episodes from "Drake And Josh". And, it was hilarious. Forgotten what's it called. I just love Miranda Cosgrove's character, Megan, in that episode. So, maybe, I'll make Noodle just like her. Huhuhu !! It's going to be exciting. Noodle may be acting like a kid now but I'll make sure she'll be the worst nightmare of your lives if you, readers, were in Murdoc's and Russel's shoes or sneakers. XD