As noodle lay on the bed that once occupied a dented singer, she let the silent tears just fall from her eyes and on to the sheets on the bed. There was a small glare from the disco ball that caught her attention. As the ball swayed, small sparkles went across the ceiling of one of the nicest rooms of Kong. Slowly turning to her side, she clenched the sheets that she laid on top of. 'Butter scotch and nicotine' noodle did learn over the time at Kong, that all the men here had a different smell, but still undecided if that was good or not. Russell often smelt like what ever it is that he ate the night before, with a small pinch of musk. 2d of course had the best combination of the three, while murdoc- she cleared her thoughts. 'I don't even wanna think of that jerk right now.'
'I wasn't mean was I? He was trying to get at me first after all' she sat up in the bed, and slowly slipped between the sheets, taking note of the new clothing. Jeans weren't best to wear to bed, but it was better then nothing. As the Japanese eyes adjusted more, she saw the all too familiar dry drips of blood stains still on the pants. Feeling the material that was wrapped on her arm again, Noodle felt worse about what she said to murdoc. 'I wasn't that mean… I-I know it' clenching her eyes tightly and turned to her side, slightly tossing to try and get comfortable.
As Noodle turned to her other side, her bangs fell slightly out of place from covering her eyes, she saw an unoccupied pillow. As her lip quivered, her injured arm slowly reached over and grabbed it, turning it vertically. Looking at it, she thought it would be a better substitute then nothing at all. Hugging the pillow quickly she dug her face into the center of it. "I miss you already 2d" she cried.
2d was noodles best friend no doubt, he was always the guy she went to for help. Not all the time with language, Russell had translated to her, that if she learned by him, she would not learn any word properly. It didn't really make much sense then, but it did make much now knowing that she was saying 'think' instead of 'fink'.
Russell did have a lot of her respect as well, but she wouldn't ever go to him for a nightmare, with small thoughts of being crushed in the nite. But nightmares were nothing new to noodle, ever since she could remember here, things did frighten her easily. Now knowing that she was a Japanese military weapon just made her feel worse about it to, no help from murdoc.
She sighed slowly and realized this was similar to the time she first had a nightmare at Kong. It hadn't even been a month since she was shipped there, but even though of that, 2d treated her like he knew her for years.
~Flash Back~
"Shi Nai!" as the 10 year olds body sprung from the bed, her radio helmet antenna's swung in the air. Looking franticly around the room, young noodles eyes were wide open. The memory of the horrible dream slipped her mind before she could remember it. A slight noise of steps echoed threw the halls, with a small knock at her door. "na-nani?" she shuddered as a familiar voice came threw the door.
"yew alright in there noodle-girl?" Said a lanky man as he popped in head in threw a crack in the door.
"tootie-san?" At the time, noodle had a hard time saying the dullard's name, so she often said anything that reminded her of two, or the mix of the new sounds. Noodle looked up into his pitch black eyes; at the time she thought it was totally normal. Compared to some of the cartoons that she watched, it was common to have big eyes. To bad she didn't know that it was cause by two car accidents.
"I herd yew scream she-nay-ie? Or somefink" he walked over and sat down speaking as clearly as possible "Wot happened?" but even with his efforts, she tilted her head to the side. "did yew have a nightmahre?" still unsuccessful with communication, he pulled out a small booklet from his back pocket. An english to Japanese book was very useful when around noodle.
"Nigh-mar?" she sounded out, both of them had there eyes squinted. 2d opened up the book, to the section of N's. flipping threw the small pages, his face inches away from the small print, he found what he was looking for.
"umm, eh, Ack-you-ma?" still confused, she sat up and looked at the book. his boney finger pointed to the scribbles that were Japanese.
"HAI! Akumu!" she yelled surprising the older man. She started rambling mumbo jumbo, 2d just sat there and stared at her. Even if he had a slightly empty-er head then most of the others that stayed at Kong, he understood. The small girl's expression went from confused to a sad face, in an instant. As her rambling stopped, she looked for the proper word she had learned for something like this. "Scared" she said with a very heavy accent.
Russell had taught noodle some keywords to use incase of anything were to happen. for example, "hurt" would mean that she was in pain or "Confused" when she didn't understand what was happening. But that often only happened when murdoc would be hitting 2d.
"Sta ha aye?" she said. 2d looked at her, and sounded it out in his head.
"Stay?" he questioned as the girl nodded. As 2d looked at the literal bundle of Japanese joy that came to there steps not long ago. The man admitted that he did feel bad for her, not understanding them, and being sent in a FedEx crate. 'poor thang didn't even come in ahn UPS truck'
"sure, or I umm, hi" at his attempt to say yes in Japanese went threw her head she smiled and hugged him tightly. 'besides, I can probahlly leave once she asleep'
"Arigato twooty!" she said happily. As 2d leaned back he was propped on the wall, Noodle laid down next to him. she never did talk much to 2d personally like this, so It was a new thing to the both of them. To noodle though, it didn't matter; she was care free and unaware of all the dangers in the world. Ever since she had gotten here, Russell has been keeping her eye on her like a parent. Now understanding what it felt like, he looked down at the girl and decided she's more of a sister. A smile crept on his face as he looked down at the now sleeping axe princess, and took her in his long arms. Putting her down back into her bed, where she was previously. But instead of leaving like how he previously thought, he just decided to go back into his spot against the wall.
Back down at the lobby, murdoc and Russell sat watching some football. "I'm tellin ya man, this is called soccer in America" Russell said, as murdoc took another sip of his white light.
"Aw Com'on Russ, you can't fool meh!" murdoc said while taking another loud slurp. "Why would they call it soccer if you use your FOOT to hit the BALL?"
Russell sighed "We do have a football, just a bit different it has helmets and stuff like that"
"Speaking of helmets, where is face ache?" murdoc hiccupped "I could have sworn he went to see if the noodle girl was ok a while ago" as he eyed the can he was drinking out of "One day, Ima right a song 'bout yew"
taking the hint, Russell went to the silent elevator, and got to noodles room. He poked his head inside, but couldn't help but just go all the way inside the frame. "now dis is a Kodak moment" he said quietly while looking down at the two sleeping. 2d had his back against the bed; with his legs bent over so his shoes hit the floor. With a dictionary, in one hand, he had a sleeping noodle in the other. Hugging him slightly, she was smiling in her sleep.
~End Of Flash Back~
Peeking one eye open, she saw a small light come threw the cracks on the door. Noodle closed her eyes again, and turned over meeting the pillow again and now greeting the flashing alarm clock. It read 2:36 while flashing, it must have been reset. Seeing defeat that the power was back on, she slowly crawled out of bed, and got to the door. While on her way, finding a pink pair of bunny slippers she decided to wear for a bit. Cracking the door open a bit, the light made it hard to see where she was. Unfortantaly first thing she saw was the winniebago. She slowly closed the door behind her, and made her way up to the elevator.
"Its commin up, Its commin up, Its commin up, its dare DING" she smiled to the sweet sound of the elevator working. She pressed the brightly lit button that read 'one' on it. As the elevator began to move up until a force pulled it back. Noodle backed up against the wall, and felt the elevator slightly pull back down, and up again. The lights inside of it went back to dull orange. The power was out again. Slowly making her way to the button pannel, she herd to noise of metal hitting on the side of the wall with the elevator button at easy reach she pulled the alarm cord.
No sound was herd, as she repedily pulled it. She sighed and sat down at the corner "why today of all days" she said when a sudden force droped the elevator a few inches. The chain reaction made noodle jump back up, and herd the noise of metal against metal again.
"Stay cool noodle, you can do this" she told herself, while getting to the elevator doors. Pulling at the doors to hope that one might just budge a bit. As they stayled locked in place, noodle pulled harder. As they realeased the grip on each other, the doors inched away from each other. Then sudenly snaping back in place, Noodle removed her fingers from being cut off, she fell back against the far wall. It rocked slightly til sudenly it jolted down 3 terible feet. Causing noodle to scream at the sudden horror.
"Damn it!" she said as she put her hands against the mouth that screamed before being told to. As the echo of the metal moving tormented her. "think noodle think" she said outloud waiting for something to come to her. 'I remember this, you don't stand in an elevator if it falls… right? lying down will lower the chances of injury. But who says it's gonna-'the small room fell down a few more inches. "Its gonna fall!" she said as she quickly got to middle of the floor and laid downlaying her legs down flat, she put her arms over her head. While waiting for the impact, she prayed to live to tell the story of this.
"Fer FUCKS SAKE! Now the damn Elevator is stuck!" the voice echoed from the bottom of the elevator.
"m-Murdoc?" Noodle yelled hopping to hear some sort of an answer.
"Noodle? WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN THERE?" Yelled the angry saintinist. The vibrations of the yelling echoed in the small room noodle was in 'great, that's the one thing I REALLY wanna hear before I die' noodle thought.
"The Elevator stopped working!" she yelled back; Noodle started to remove her arms from her face, to look around again. Waiting for some angry yelling to continue, it was actually silent. Til the slight sound of laughing started to creep up the metal walls.
"So, what you're saying is that, the elevator isnt moving? HAHA!" The laughing continued "Pay back is a bitch aint it? HA" was he trying to piss off noodle? It wasn't really the best timming for murdoc to be laughing at the girl. "You know wot? I think I might just leave you in there!" he yelled with dash of laughing with it. Noodles expresion went from annoyed to shock, surely he wasn't that evil? Right?
Sudenly the elevator started to fall downward again causeing the poor girl to scream her lungs out. As a suden stop noodle looked and saw she was now in the corner of the moving room. The laughing stop imideantly as the echoing of her scream contiuned down the vertical hall. How long was the elvator anyhow? 'I didn't know it goes down to the bunker' noodle looked up and prayed to see some light. "Murdoc th-that's not funny!"
There was no answer from murdoc, the only noise that was herd, was of metal clanging. A light started to peer threw the roof of the elevator, causing noodle to cover her eyes. It was very bright 'was I really going to die? I mean I must if im about to see god' noodle thought. As the lights glare went down she saw murdocs face. 'that ain't god, that's damn sure' she thought as she looked up at the man who was smiling. "Yew know, your life is in my hands right now. I could easily cut the cord that holdin your lil botom from falling down to the bunker!" murdoc said as he looked down at the girl as her eyes widdened.
"You wouldn't…" she said as she looked up into murdocs eyes. She saw him lean back out of site. But knowing murdoc, who would know what he would do, "DON'T!" she cried.
"well then, I think we understand each other" he walked back over and looked back into the small opening of a door. "well, Im waiting" she looked at him confused 'what could you be waiting for?' she screamed mentally while looking at murdoc. "aren't you gonna apolagize?"
"YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS!" she yelled. Now starting to stand up, "Murdoc I know you're plain down evil but this isnt wh-" As one of the cords snaped that kept the elevator straight, it fell forward. As noodles body hit the once working door, it began to creek open. Sliding over to the buttons she looked threw the door, and saw a straight shoot down to her death. "M-MURDOC!" she yelled as her arms reached across the walls of the room, a pateic atempt to even it out. "Please!" her voice cracked.
A hand was now coming in threw the celeings door. "Com'on now, just grab my 'and" he said as the older mans hand streached out towards her.
"How can I trust you?" she said, while looking at the hand. "didn't you just say that my life was in your hands? H-how do I know your not just gonna drop me after the elevator falls?"looking at the futher away wall, she didn't know what to do.
"You honestly think I'd something like that? Now stop fooling around grab it!" he said, starting to sound iritated. With no choice, she grabed onto the older mans hand with her right, and his fore arm with her left. Murdoc started to pull her up; she closed her eyes, not even wanting to look down. As her knees started to pull out of the small opening, the other wire gave out, and the elevator tumbled to the bottom. With a loud boom folowing another screech from noodle. "you know, now your life is really in my hands" he said with a little bit of mocking added to his voice. Trying to kick her way slightly up, noodle managed to lose the left bunny sliper. Hearing the shoe hit the bottom, reality poured into her mind of being in a near death situation.
"N-NO!" she pleaded as she hung onto murdocs forearm, with legs hanging in the air. "P-PLEASE DON'T KILL ME!" she screamed while trying to get her left hand the grip it needed. Looking into murdocs eyes, for that split second, they both looked red. With a swift yank. Noodle hit cement floor.
She backed away from him eyeing the devil hands were shaking from the suden hit. "I am so sorry for telling you the truth! YOU HAPPY!" She yelled as she ran outside.
"Geez can't you take a joke?" murdoc grumbled
Luckily for noodle, zombies never ever atacked when the sun was out. As she walked to the front doors of kong she saw a small glare below her. Her laptop was still in one piece luckily. She picked up the piece of hardware and went up the steps of her home and opend the door. When Noodle walked in, she saw murdoc standing there looking down at her. "how did you get up here?" she asked him quietly
"I took the emergancy stairs" he laughed. Noodles eyes went wide with anger. "Wow, you took the long route, did you get scared?" he laughed more. The tormenting noise echoed in her head "Did you run away from any zombies?"
That's it.
With a swift kick, murdoc skidded across the loby floor. Noodle was now standing over him. "DON'T YOU EVER JOKE AROUND LIKE THAT AGAIN!" she yelled while adding her own japanese terms in the mix of it. Murdoc looked up at her in shock and grabed her ankle to pull her down too. Noodle sat up in surprise as she lunged to punch him. As murdoc held her arm in place there was a knock on the door. As the door swung open, Noodle and Murdoc looked to see one of there managers, Damon Albarn. The man was dressed in a nice hawian shirt and shorts, not the most aproprate for the UK.
"Do you two wan't me to leave or something?" he said while looking at the two on the floor with a some what disgusted face. Noodle quickly scrabled back to her previous postion of stading and greets Damon.
"What brings you here Albarn?" Murdoc asked, as he got up from the cold floor. As Damon dug threw his pockets, he pulled out a slightly crumpled piece of paper, which was nicely folded.
"Just thought I'd give your tour dates before going out of town" he handed the santanist the paper. As murdoc opened the floded paper, he skimmed over with a boney finger. Noodle looked up at him, and saw a confused look on his face.
"Nah nah, yew got these all wrong! We don't have a concert in 2 weeks, you crazy?" as he crubled the paper, and handed it back to his manager. "Didn't you hear that two of our 'oh so precious' band members arent here?"
Damon smirked and looked at murdoc, "You think I didn't know that?" he laughed slightly, "That's the reason we left you two here. You see, Russel and D are gonna be doing interviews in America, while you two, do concerts here." Looking down at his flip phone, Damon countuined the explanation. "Just a time saver to get everything in schedual you know? Ive seen it don-"
"We leavin yet? Jamica ain' gonna wait for evah!" came a voice from beyond the door.
"Give me a second here Jamie, as I was-"
Murdoc lunged, yelling every cuss word imaginable "YOU LIL PIECE OF-" and the rest after that didn't even make sense to noodle. Might have just been the mix of British slang for insults, and the usual murdoc talk that confused her. To explane it a bit easier, if this was on TV, all you would see is one big sensor bar. The frustrated Bass player started to lunge his first punch at Damon, noodle held him back. Grabing both his wrist behind his back, she pulled back with all her strength. Trying to balance out her weight with murdocs, she managed to put herself at a 90 degree angle with murdoc.
Feeling her grib losen, she had to do one of the most digrading things to keep murdoc from killing Damon. Quickly moving one leg back, she looked down at the poor pink bunny on her right a swift kick; she hit the target perfectly, between murdocs legs. Murdoc imediantly fell to the floor, grabing his 'giblets' in a fit of painful grunts. Looking down at the man on the floor, she turned her attention back to Damon. "Sorry about that" Noodle said in a lighter acent.
The man walked to her, and handed the abused paper to the axe princess. "Thanks luv" he said, while slightly ruffled her hair a bit. As he walked out the door he yelled "I'm commin Jamie geez calm down mate!" the door reunited with the frame. Noodle smiled slightly, and looked back at the man who was recovering from the unwanted impact.
"Th-that was low noodle…" he spat "Didn't you ever get taught that when you fight, below the belt is just wrong" Murdoc now set himself up slightly and looked at the girl, with the paper. Noodle walked over to the guy on the floor and looked down at him again.
"We'll actually ; I know as a fact, that when you point one finger at someone, three are pointing back at you. So below the belt, isnt the lowest thing that had happened today." Noodle said as she unrinkled the paper, and looked at the font time's new roman print. Looking at the tour times and places, noodle realized that they would be on the road quiet a bit more then she had expected.
Suddenly the paper was snached from her hands, by an angry fellow band member. "Why were you stading up for him?" Murdoc scolded at the young girl, "You know very well that this is completely UNFAIR"
"I know it's UNFAIR! But what were you going to do about it? The fans have already gotten tickets, expecting to see us, and we ARE NOT gonna let them down!" Noodle turned around to pickup her laptop that she had forgotenly thrown to the floor, she started to walk away.
"Yew don't understand Noods, how are we gonna get the drums, and singer in there, when they are on the middle of the damn Atlantic!" Murdoc yelled, now using his hands to talk, unaware noodle was almost threw another coridoor.
"Easy, we just take russell's recordings and play those threw some speakers, while some one could sing the lyrics." As noodle disapeared threw another door, murdoc was left in the loby, to fend for himself.
"Stupid kid" he mumbled as he headed for the sofa.
~~In the Atlantic~~
The highly glossed wooden deck floor, glisended under the sun; the wave's chrushing up slowly against the ship, making it toss slighly. On deck, was a famous singer, and drummer relaxed as the sun beamed down on them. "This is teh life ain' it Russ?" 2d said as he adjusted his neon green sun glasses. The glasses complamented his dark green shorts and black 'flippy floppys' very well. Next to him, was Russell, who was in some simple red shorts and shades. His sandles rested next to the chair he sat on, along with the SPF 23.
"You can say that again D" He said while proping his hands behind his head.
"This is the life ain' it Russ?" he repeated. Russell looked up at him slightly.
"Ya, you can say that again" he said, this time watching the singer. As 2d took a breath he said what he was requested.
"This is the life ain-"
"You don't need to actually say it again" Russell interupted. 2d slowly turned to look at Russell with a confused look, lifting his shades.
"Then why did-"he looked at russell who was just laying there with a sumwhat anoyed look. Returning to his previous postion, 2d stared at the bright clear blue sky; it was rare to see these at Kong. Speaking of Kong, 2d's mind went off again to what had happened 'wouldnt 'urt ta call' starting sit up. He looked to his left, and his right, feeling like he was being watched. With a slow turn, he managed to get both his legs on the right side of the chair. Checking again to see if anyone was watching him, he quickly stuck his thumb under the rim of the dark green trunks and lifted slightly. A very distinctave line between dark and pale was visible 'YES!' he thought triumphantly. At this rate, he would claim victory on getting tanner then murdoc for the summer.
As the singer walked threw several halls, he finally found a large map to find the way to his room. Looking at the red dot, which indicated where he was, he looked for his room on the several floors. "Floor G, two storyehs down, and to teh left" easier said then done for poor 2d. Easily getting to the elevator right behind him, he clicks the little button saying 'G' suposidly. As the nicely decorated room began to move, 2d began moving his head left and right to the song being played. Soon to be reconized the song that was playing, from the elevator, everyone could have herd it. "Another one bites teh dust!" alhtough it was instermental, he decided to add his own voice in the mix. "How do yew fink I'm gonna get along wiffout you when you're gone?" he started dancing, anware now that he was on a lift. "Yew took me from everything I 'ad and kick meh out on my own" falling into the flow of the music, his voice got louder. "Are yew happy? Are yews satisfied? How long can you take teh 'eat?" But he still knew all the lyrics.
"OUTA TEH DOORWAY TEH BULLETS RIP TO TEH SOUND OF TEH BEAT!"
As the ding enterupted his joyus singing, the door opened, and several people walked in, "look out" he said under his breath. All of the people did have a weird look on their faces; it was quiet akward to say the least. Luckily, the bunch of people just had to go down to the next floor. 'Wait a tik' looking at the curent floor letter, they were on floor J. 'wow, I didn't know G was dis far down' after another good 40 seconds of controled singing, another ding was herd. No one was on the other side of the door, must be the floor.
A few steps out of the lift, the door closed on him. Looking around, 2d realized this wasn't his floor at all, from what he could remember, it wasn't this metal looking. "Ooo" he said, realizing he was on the O floor of the ship. He still had to look to the left to see if his room was there, but there were just boilers. Turning back around to the door, he pushed the brightly lit button with the arrow pointing up. "Geez, I sure dew like teh one at Kong more, not so many buttonz"
~~ At Kong~~
"WOT DO YOU MEAN THREE DAYS!" Who else would be yelling that but Murdoc Niccals the Demon bass player for the band who owns a lift won't work for a three whole days? The repair man, closed up his stained red tool box and looked at the furious man. His name tag read 'dave' and next to the tag was a button that read 'I wuv tea!'
"We'll yew see here , both of the lines were cut, which means were gonna 'ave tew run down some new cords, and also reinstall a brand new lift, with the aproprate buttons. Not also ta mention you need a ringtone in you elevator from your single dare, I need to get a computah person in here to dew dat." Carefully lifting up his box, he walked over to murdoc and stuck out his right hand. "Ill see ya tommorrow to get the wires in ya?"
Murdoc looked at his hand supicously "Yew know wot? Yews get down to the point. I like that" and he shook his hand proudly.
The repair man was surprised and smiled quickly "Thank's !"
"Please, call me Murdoc." He smiled, until the phones ringing interupted the conversation. "I'll leave ya to it" he added before walking off to see who would be calling at the moment. But instead of looking at the caller ID, murdoc waiting for the machine to get a few more rings, the Answer tone went off.
"No one is avalible to take your call, so please fuck off" murdoc snickered. At the tone went off a voice came threw the small box.
"Oi! It's meh, 2d, ya… um… 'Ello? Someone should really answer teh phone." Murdoc laughed slightly, until the dullard started screaming on the other end of the line. "MURDOC ANSWER TEH PHONE!" turning quickly at the machine, he was surprsied that 2d called his name, as if he new murdoc was there. "I see you murdoc! Remember our website with all the cams? Now jus- Hey don' flip me off yew bugger!" Murdoc looked more intensly the blinking light in the corner, and flipped it off with two hands this time. "Aw com'on dats uncall-"the time ranout.
Murdoc walked away back to where he left Dave, but Dave wasn't there. Suposing that he left, murdoc made his way into the lobby til his phone began ringing. The tune of AC/DC's 'Big Balls' went into the stinking air of Kong. Admiting defeat, he pulled his phone from his back pocket and answered, knowing who it was. "Yes dullard?"
Pulling the phone away from his ear, he could here 2d yelling about how important it is to answer the phone, didn't make much sense really. "- and maybe if I was 'aving a heart atack, and I called here instead of 999! I would die and then yew would-"
"skip it, wot you want faceache?" murdoc interupted while sitting down on to the badly stained couch. Reaching for the remote (that should be on the arm rest) murdoc found that it wasn't there, yet again.
"We'll eh… wot did I call fer…?" 2d said underhis breath. Murdoc stood back up, and countiuned the serch for the remote. Looking under the couch, he only found a few crums and a lot of dead things, no remote. "Oh yaa… I 'member now! Wot 'append last nite? The whole screen turned black en stuff" returning to the standing postion, murdoc looked on the floor.
"We'll what happened is that teh power went out, and all that jazz, noodle got atacked by zombies, and exectra, ya know? The usual"
"WOT!" The phone flew out of murdocs greasy hands and onto the table next to the couch, next to the remote. Quickly grabbing back the phone, he placed it in the crook of his neck, and shoulder. Grabbing the newly discovered device, Murdoc took his proper place on ghe sofa.
"Yew should keep you're voice down dullard, or else I'll give that an 8 ball fracture too. And we need that voice fer the album, so I'd beat into a pulp fer destroying teh gorillaz." Murdoc spat as looked at the several identifyed buttons on the hand held device.
"Sorry, but Noodle really got atacked? Is she alright? I can't believe it 'append again! Poor thang!"
"Again? Wot you talking 'bout faceache?" murdoc asked while looking for power button, which should stick out more then other buttons, but not in this case.
A small sigh could be herd threw the other side of the other phone. "dew ya 'member when you and russ went off ta find venue fer our first gig?"
Eye's going back and forth for the memory, it finally apeared in saitinst head "aw yeh, I remember, spent four whole days looking for some sort of place to play at, and got teh Camden Brownhouse 'bout two month latter?."
"Bingo, when yew guys were gone, Noodle got attacked inside her room, it was horible. When I got there, she covered in rotin blud an- it was horrific. It looked almost like a scene outa my zombie flicks… long story muds." His voice lowered.
"We'll Ive got time"
~~ September 6th, 1998 ~~
(2d P.O.V)
"Genocide, who would 'ave thought." Still being freshly 8 balled, I took a looking round my new room. Putting down the news paper on the empty floor I looked around the room. To blan of a room if youd ask me, I need something in here besides a bed and alarm clock that read 1: 49 AM. Maybe a wide screen, no, two wide, NO! Wait three! Three wide screens. And maybe a few pianos on the wall, ya! But for now, a 12 inch telly will do fine. Looking at the vhs player that was instaled below it, I noticed that my favorite flick was still in, most likely in the middle of the movie, I hate rewinding.
"Aw dawn, what would I do with out ya!" I was capable of pressing the small right way pointed arrorw, before a horrid high pitch noise hite my ears.
"HURT HURT HURT!"
Oh no, not noodle what could have happened now? As I started for the door, I realized that I didn't even have a shirt on. Looking in the teribly painted dresser, more noise came from the other side.
"SCARED!"
Screw it
I made a run for the door to the screaming girl, I almost triped over her, as I opened the door. She was completely red, with tears just flowing down her face, what the hell is going on? "Hurt!" she cried. Putting my hands on her small shoulders, I tried to calm her down as much as posible. Then again though, I still don't know how to get along with kids still. I put my right hand to her face and tried to clear the guts from her cheek.
"Wot 'appened noodle?" My voice, it sounds so weird since that car acident, I'm still trying to get use to it; and if I can barely understand myself, what on this bloodly world says a Japanese speaking 8 year old can? Without warning, the child ran into my arms hugging me tightly, I picked her up, as if instict was starting to kick in. "in'it it past yer bed time?" I walked back into my room, still holding the hysterical girl. I sat back down on the bed, and tried this again.
"Noodle, wot 'appened? Why are yews scared?" it is alot harder to put things into plain English then I thought. She finally relised her death grip from me, and looked over to the flashing lite of the TV.
"SONO!" she yelled pointing at the screen of zombies killing people. A zombie atack? SHIT!
"Where Noodle?" I asked desprately, knowing my zombies (being the expert that I am) I know someone could die from a disease that zombies might carry, sometimes the disease's stay.
"Watashi no heya!" She said quickly, but I still didn't know where watasheno hey a was in Kong. "Room" she said while poing to herself, now that made sense. I put her down on my bed, and grabed the nearest blund object I could find. A crow bar, who knows why I have that in my room?
"Noodle stay here" I said while pointing at the bed "Stay" I repeated until she nodded. I ran out the door, and found at least 10 zombies in her room. Luckily it haddent been painted yet, or it would have a new pattern of red spots.
~~back to the lobby~~
"By teh time I got back to noodle, she was watching teh ending of dawn of teh dead, and I don' fink that helped much. I had to explane what zombies were, fer the longest time, she said fake, but I had to convince that they were real."
Murdoc sat there, with a surprised look on his face, 'childhood trama much? Is that what happens at kong?' he gulped looking back at the remote.
"Why didn't you tell us that 'append?"
"She was tew embarased"
Note: 999 is englands 911(incase you didn't know). And the part with Dave is kinda a plastic beach hint, and murdoc acting nice happens all the time with my dad and meeting new people Im sure you have herd it before some where!
Ok so I know this isnt that detailed of a chapter, but I tried to put it into diferent Point of views, this is dificult for me. Thanks for the reviews everyone I gladly apreicate it.
As a little side note, this wasn't my particular favorite chapters, but it gets the point down, and gets to the next really important part of the story! I will see you then…
And remember kids!
Remember, mainly rated T for Trouble that happens in this, and M for murdoc
Reviews would be epicly awesome!
