A Blast from my Past
Chapter 5: We're getting Acquainted! Yeah!
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Y'know… I've watched Lost so much that I've become addicted. Watch it every night. I can't wait for the new season when the guy walks into the glass. Hopefully it'll end the whole series and put Mad TV back on. I love that show more and not from an overdose of its media. I like the Asian guy. He's the best and when he says 'OH OH! HOTDOG!'. Classic.
2D: Well then you 'ave very poor expectations.
Shadz: Aw, that's rich coming from the man who wears Spiderman t-shirts.
2D: But you like Spiderman too!
Shadz: Not I don't! Just the… DC comics… superheroes… and… companions… Look, I really only like teen titans and that totally separates the show from the justice league or whatever, alright?
2D: So wot's yeh point? Righ' back where we started.
Shadz: … -frowns angrily- Why do you hate me so much? I thought you considered me ok! What did I ever do to you!?
2D: Err… I-I don't-
Shadz: ARGH! Just leave me alone! –runs away and locks self in room-
2D: … Cor… If yeh stuck aroun' any longer, you'd 'ave thought I was 'er father or sommthink… I'm gonna see if Damon wants teh go out wit' me for lunch. –walks away-
Muds: -sniggers- That's really something you should keep in your pathetic excuse for a brain, 2D! … Bloody upbeat dullard… Oh, we have a new chapter, do we? That's my cue. –Leaves-
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"Erm… M-Murdoc-san," Noodle said sweetly as the bassist fumed at her existence. "I-Is it alright with… our band," Noodle included Russel and 2D, "if I… have a few friends over?" she smiled encouragingly but Murdoc took one look at the 9 teens and snarled in enormous sentimental fury.
He towered over her with fire in his mismatched us. "Noodle. Carpark. Now," he spoke fiercely making Noodle wince. She swiftly walked over and into the corridor as Murdoc stalked after her footsteps. Russel frowned and followed them both thinking of Noodle's safety and Murdoc's temper. Everyone remained quiet and an obtuse 2D blinked absentmindedly at the kids in front of him before he realized his band mates deserted him and frantically ran to their aid. Noodle burst into the carpark and hid behind the door as it squashed her trembling figure when Murdoc walked through sneering menacingly. He heard fragments of breath and pulled Noodle from behind the door out before her family. 2D closed the door… 'Cos he can. (…?) "What was that question again, love?" he asked coldly, daring her to ask and dig her grave.
"Murdoc, they came in a helicopter from nowhere and landed here because of me as a sign of shelter. They are awfully scrawny and very dirty and they need-"
"Noodle, love, perhaps you don't understand so let my make this sparkling clear… NO!!" he yelled at her making her jump and the carpark resound. "You can't just take a bunch of teenage hobos out of the mud and give them this pampering they can't afford in all their lifetimes put together! I mean, how many are there? 9? 10?"
"9."
"9? We are bloody well not keeping 9 fucking kids in Kong! It's bad enough just having this one on the loose." Noodle frowned as he pointed at her accusingly.
"Murdoc, they are people! Not stray animals!"
"If you check your genes closely, love… there ain't much of a fine line."
"They have nowhere to go and far from the nearest refuge apart from here! Please, Murdoc, you've had other friends staying here a while before."
"That was strictly business, love."
"I think everyone here knows that your cheap prostitutes are anything but business," she hissed.
"Listen, none of your homeless mates are staying. We don't know what their intentions are. Maybe they just want in so they can kick us out and take everything we own right out of our very hands. How do we know we can trust them?"
"He has a point, Noods," Russel whispered. Noodle moaned helplessly knowing he was on Murdoc's side and she turned to her dazed singer for support.
"2D, help me out here!"
"Um… Well, I think she should be allowed teh 'ave a few friends over… if it's jus' for a little while, righ'?" Noodle nodded enthusiastically trying to provoke Murdoc to do her binding.
"We have more than plenty of room for them! You don't even have to worry; I will look after them and take control if they get out of hand. It will just be for tonight… Err, 3 days tops. I'll give them a meal and a few supplies and then they'll be on their way and out of our hair forever." Murdoc sighed wearily and Noodle then awkwardly glanced at Russel and noticed his shinning bald head. "Um… not literally, Russ."
Russel sighed in pity at her and turned his attention to Murdoc. "Well… It shouldn't be a problem having them. With the capacity of this place, you're not even that liable to bump into them if they stick together."
"Yea'. And yeh migh' like havin' a few kids around teh keep yeh company."
"In your dreams, sunshine… and I still stick by my first decision. They're not staying," he said forcefully and Noodle sighed mournfully.
"But Murdoc… y'know Noodle is very lonely and almost recluse. She needs a few friends apart from her band mates."
"She gets along with Hewlett! Albarn! Cass even! All those other silhouettes lurking about Kong and popping in for a sandwich from time to time."
Russel growled deeply. "Friends her age and ones who… well, who aren't your friends, y'know man?"
"I don't see why yeh don't want Noodle to 'ave fun, Muds."
"She has her instruments she can play on and her bloody gameboys she bought!"
"Those can only keep yeh entertained for so long before yeh start getting bored and yeh need new batteries…"
"She needs some form of communication. Face it; in Kong she'd have more enjoyable conversations with erasers."
Noodle coughed in annoyance to gain attention as she folded her arms. "I'm still here you know." Murdoc looked away ignorantly not giving in at all.
"… C'mon Murdoc. Why can't yeh just give 'em all a chance? They look like really nice kids; they'd never double-cross us or anythin'." Murdoc cast 2D a glowering stare obviously fed up with his ranting. Noodle made one last drastic plead with the puppy eyes and whole cherubic and puerile act.
"Please Murdoc… For me?" she whispered and bowed her head with innocent emerald eyes and inverted smile to finish off her mournful expression. Murdoc cringed at her with disgust till finally he yelled angrily and glared at them all.
"Awright! Awright! Fine! Whatever! Do what you like, keep the bastards, give them names and little collars as well! Just keep them the fuck away from me!" Noodle grinned joyfully and Russel and 2D secretly smirked at Murdoc's defeat and on behalf of Noodle's happiness. Murdoc turned around and stormed back to his Winnebago but stopped in the doorway pointed a stern hand at her with dangerous narrowed eyes. "But I'm warning you, Noodle… One little cock up or annoyance from your friends and then they're back on the road. Got it?"
"Thank you so much! You won't be sorry, Murdoc!" She yelled in delight as she pushed past her band mates and opened the door and ran out into the corridor only to be stopped by a shocked Melanie. Noodle gasped in surprise at seeing them all crowded in such a confined area.
"Oh, you're here. So I don't need to explain anything then?" Melanie smirked at Noodle's anti-depressed facial expression and knew the answer immediately without a doubt.
"We get to stay?"
"Yes!"
"Really??"
"Yes!!"
"Are you sure??"
"YES! I'M POSITIVE!" she yelled trying to get through to her very strange friend who takes joy in raised voices. She finally squealed in a high-pitched tone and hugged Noodle in her overly glad manner. She suddenly stopped and drew back from her with a look of simultaneous disorientation and disturbance.
"… Was that an allusion…?" Noodle raised an eyebrow completely clueless and Mel passed it off as a white noise and calmed down a little to a benevolent smile. "We'll just go and collect our sleeping bags and toiletries from our parent's car, meet you in the lobby once we've kissed our mother's goodbye." Melanie and her crew left and walked back into the lobby. Noodle froze in confusion but soon mentally shrugged it off as Mel's weird ways that she must become accustomed too to survive in her presence. Noodle left her guard at the door and allowed 2D and Russel to open the door as she walked into the lobby after them. She had a very odd sort of feeling about them… like she had known them from somewhere before… it was very peculiar indeed but Noodle knew one thing for certain. She wouldn't regret pissing off Murdoc to win the conflict of her friends' temporary visit.
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"GUYS! PIZZA IS HERE!" Noodle yelled after she exchanged money with the delivery boy and slammed the door in his face when he gave her a very uncomfortable smile and preying eyes on his spotty skin. She staggered to the lift with the several boxes of varies flavours of pizza and jabbed the up button leaving behind a shiny handprint from the grease. She walked in as the lift greeted her with its usual and it traveled to level 1. Noodle ran out to the kitchen clutching the fast food burning her hands and trying not to drop it all from her sharp movements. She could hear the excited voices of her fellow friends and she burst through the door with a grin only receiving a reply of gasps of gladness. "I've brought food," she informed everyone politely as everyone made a path for her to put down the pizza boxes.
She opened up the lids to reveal the bases toppings and everyone smelled the breeze of the sweet fragrance of pure delicacy. She opened and set out the chips and garlic bread as everyone drooled impatiently and tasted the air with desire. Noodle finally backed away and let her fellow hogs dig in. "Enjoy."
Melanie picked up the first slice of BBQ, bacon and chicken and grinned murderously as she stared at it, her friends waiting in anticipation. She took a large bite of the greasy food with her chops and barely chewed any of it before she gulped in down in satisfaction. Her tongue slowly slurped up the cheesy string from her piece and she licked her greasy lips. She breathed out her meaty breath and stared at everyone around watching her moves like a goddess. "Well, what are you waiting for? BON APPETITE, AMIGOS!" The crowd erupted in rage and bolted forward almost tearing each other apart just to get to the food. Noodle jumped back behind them all to avoid the stampede and stood next to Russel and 2D, obviously not amused by the teens' behavior.
Russel turned to her as the sound of jaws clashing together wildly filled the room. "I thought you said you had it under control."
"I do!" she said indignantly and he smiled at her skeptically and sighed.
"Just don't let Muds see your friends make a mess. Call us back for the leftovers."
"Will do," she said cheerily and Russel and 2D left the room while their subconscious screamed at them to take before it's gone. Noodle hung back by the bench and restrained herself from grabbing the junk food.
"Y'know… I'm a cook. I've prepared quite a lot of damn fine dishes but I have never made something as delicious as the pizza… ALL HAIL BRITISH PIZZA!" Jason yelled as everyone murmured in agreement.
Noodle snorted and shook her head lightly, "British pizza…" she bemused. Already things were looking up in their presence. Everyone merged together as they rushed for seconds and it became increasingly stuffy in the tight kitchen. Noodle pushed past nicely to the door and opened it wide to let in the… almost fresh air as she stepped out onto the balcony. Some teens moved in unison and stepped outside to view the landfill. Noodle wasn't really surprised by their responses to such a sight. Total disgust. She leaned over the railing and eyed her backyard for it's different categories in rubbish. Alex was feeling quite full after 2 pieces for his lanky figure and he spotted Noodle alone at the end of the balcony. He plucked up the courage and walked over to while she was blissfully unaware of his existence.
"… Hey." Noodle's head jerked over to him and she immediately smiled and mentally tried to force the blush from creeping upon her cheeks.
"Hey," she replied. An original conversation but it was a good start. Alex smiled and rested his back on the railing beside her.
"So… Kong Studios is really something, huh? You're so lucky to live in a place like this."
"I wouldn't really use the word 'lucky'. You shouldn't take this place for granted."
Alex raised an eyebrow staring into beautiful Asian face. "Oh? And why is that?"
"… It's actually quite a frightening place…" Noodle smirked as she decided to test the boy courage and mental stability. "This grand mansion has stood its ground right back from 1749. Its owner: the decadent hedonist Sir Emerick Khong. He held sadistic meetings and endless balls here. But when he died he left a curse. This house has been haunted ever since," she spoke in a creepy tone really getting into her ghost story while Alex smiled, distinctly a skeptic of her beliefs. "Thousands of people's bones lay beneath us… their souls burning in hell for all eternity."
"Thousands?" he asked with amusement in his voice. She continued forgetting her original goal.
"Yes. Thousands, perhaps more. Innocent victims who had fallen ill to the black plague were literally just dumped here. Kong screams sinister."
"And this is all real, right?"
"Of course it is. Britain is one of the most haunted countries in the world. Sprits wonder about us."
"Wow… y'know, that's really interesting. So much history behind a place so inconspicuous." Yeah right.
"You're not scared?"
"Sorry but I don't really believe in ghosts. You're gonna have to prove me wrong and bring out a demon if want to see me cower in my Chuck Taylor's."
Noodle smirked and straightened her posture from the railing. "I'd like to see that."
"So, what? Will we all get butchered in the dead of night by the boogeyman or something?"
"Oh no just… keep an eye on the graveyard. Our zombie attacks are very frequent. Best hold onto your scythe if you're going out for an amble." That suddenly reminded Noodle that she left hers behind by the gate but she wasn't planning on going back and getting it anytime soon. Alex continued encouraging her, really enjoying this.
"Zombies, eh? The walking dead. I'll be sure to wear a steel helmet so they won't eat my brain." Noodle shook her head lightly.
"… I'm not joking. I'm dead serious. But I don't think I'll be able to change your mind 'cos I promised I would keep you all safe. I don't plan on risking everyone's safety just because of a skeptic's needs."
"Well, you can just take me and leave the others behind in their cots." Noodle sighed deeply and lost herself in a state of muse. Alex supported her positively. "Go on… what's the worst that can happen?" Noodle glanced at him and stared deep into chocolate eyes.
"… You have no idea." Their was a moment's pause where they just glared at each dreamily till finally some people moved around them breaking their concentration and happy thoughts. Michael walked up to them both in his athletic gear and coughed to get their full undivided attention.
"Excuse me, uh… You wouldn't by any chance have a shower, would you?" At this question everyone seemed to move in on Noodle determined and all anticipating the same answer. Noodle rolled her eyes with a gentle sigh. They didn't interpret the phase 'we sold about 6 million copies of our latest album worldwide' correctly. They could buy the world with the change in their pockets. They were far from cheap performances in the local pubs. Far, far, far from that that.
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Meh. I'll end it there. I screwed it up, I know I did. Really smooth conversation, Noodle! Real smooth! –Slaps heads- I fucking need a new plot now… unless… I'll brainwash you all so you forget! MUAHAHAHA!!!
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