Chapter 7: Epilogue
"…And that Craig is the whole fucking story up till about six months ago." I finished my story looking over at Craig Ferguson, he was laughing a bit while doing a slow clap.
"That was just an amazing story. I think my favorite part was when you told me Murdoc had videotaped you ripping Kyle's balls off and put it up online. But that's all the time we have for today. I do have one last question though." He looked at me with a serious expression.
"Alright I'm fucking game for anything right now so shoot!"
"Did you ever get your full memory back or not?" I put on a well shit kind of face and turned looking at the camera.
"Let's just say I regret nothing in buying a solid petrified wood headboard. So I'll let you use your imagination." I smirked like a homicidal maniac.
"Charlotte fox everybody!" We then got the signal we were clear.
"Thanks for coming on the show Charlotte it was great having you." Craig said before getting up from behind the desk.
"It was fucking great being here Craig now if you excuse me I have to get to a fucking concert so I'll be seeing ya the fuck later. Peace!" I waved goodbye before leaving the studio to find a cab waiting for me that took me to the Gorillaz concert. This world tour was officially dubbed the Kong Beach Revival tour where if proven successful we would go back to Plastic Beach and rebuild a new Kong Studios there. So far so good with fourteen states in the US and Canada cleared on our list with sold out shows. Next we take Asia and make our way back to England after we hit a few places down in South America. When Murdoc found out I had gotten my memory back he wasn't sure what to do so I swore at him a few times about his subpar performance in bed and to get me a big bottle of vodka for my head. After the vodka he made up for it; I couldn't walk for two days. When everyone else found out me and Noodle sat in her room painting each other's nails crazy colors and talking about girl stuff in Japanese. 2-D gave me a hug and asked me about relationship advice with him and Noodle. I knew he liked her. Russel told us he was no longer huge because he just woke up one day on the roof of their house and he was back to normal size like the effects had worn off or something. After he told me that I asked if he wanted to help me build a motorcycle and we did. I named the thing Dr. Doc after the doctor that rescued me from the mental hospital. I wanted to name it little cunt but Russel said it was our bike and it should have a more respectable name. Once the bike was finished with parts we 'borrowed' I brought everyone in the living room and we sat to discuss their new world tour where they would be playing the best of the best in Gorillaz songs. Soon with a few interviews later we were off to America with a show in Boston. And the story I told on The Late Show? Probably about the ninth time I've told it at this point. Since I've helped them get their new world tour on the road with lots of press coverage a lot of people questioned what in the fuck happened to me. So I've had to tell my story to everyone and their mothers by now. One thing a lot of people have been asking besides the memory stuff was how Kyle was doing. Turns out he was the dickbag guy I dated in high school who broke my heart into a million pieces. No wonder he grew into such a little pussy I guess he was so upset when I kicked his ass and threw him in the dumpster behind the school on trash day. The London police still have an arrest warrant out for him because of the illegal use of the memory chip on me and for bribing and blackmailing a doctor. He's still at large and I'm hoping he doesn't try any shit while on our tour. Although he is now the world's only man to have both his balls and dick removed without getting a sex change; rumor has it someone has seen him going to get hormone therapy treatments. When I got to the concert they were just letting out so I fought my way to the front of the crowds of fans who were lining the path back to the tour bus. Surprisingly enough no one noticed who I was until the band came out.
"Oi Foxtrott wot ya doin' wif them fangirls? Ya wanna get mauled or wot?" I smirked as some of the fans turned to look at me. Before I could get mauled by the angry girls I ducked under the red rope and stood next to Murdoc who grabbed me by the waist and started snogging the fuck out of me in front of everyone.
"Hey ya dick save it for the bus!" I smirked before sneaking in another quick kiss to piss off all the fangirls who looked ready to rip me limb from limb. Climbing on the bus we sped away towards the LAX Airport to fly off to Brazil in the morning. This was certainly turning out to be a wonderful time. I went back to the doctor who was bribed and blackmailed by Kyle before we left one last time only to have him try to put me on medications. I told him I was happy the way I was with seeing Dolly all the time and staying up all night or just screaming in my sleep. He still insisted on the medication so I told him to fuck off and go eat a dick. I then told him Kyle might have an extra to share and left. Everyone then gave me a high five for that when I got back to the house. I was ok with being insane since my friends all had something strange that brought them together. Another year later we were back out at Plastic Beach with a construction team laying out the designs for a new house/studio to build. I told Murdoc he had to be nice and let everyone get their creative freedom on their own floor. After some intense 'negotiations' he agreed only to be surprised when I told him he wasn't allowed on the floor I was splitting with Noodle without our permission. With a successful world tour finished, our new home just about done, and a new album in the works things were looking actually quite… normal.
