Here comes chapter 3! Thanks for the reviews! Makes me so happy

More Disclaimer: I still don't own Gorillaz, or The Universal by Blur

Ali: Poor 2-D!

2-D: Ahh its okay love, you know I'll be fine

Ali: 2-D SAN! glomps 2-D

Ali: dreaming mmmmm….2-D

(Yes I'm crazy)

CHAPTER 3: 2 DENTS

"Excuse me; do you know where Stuart Tusspot's room is?"

Murdoc stood at the front desk in the lobby of St. Wurburtons Memorial Hospital. A pretty young nurse was behind the desk filing papers (medical reports possibly?) She looked up at him with a sudden look in her eyes. "Oh Mr. Tusspot, he came in here last night, victim of a car crash. Poor young men…are you a friend of Mr. Tusspot?" she asked. "Uh…sort of….I guess you can call me his mate." Murdoc answered. "So where is he?"

"Oh room 256, on the second floor. The elevator is right down the hall." She smiled.

Murdoc walked down the white painted hallway towards the elevator.

This is so embarrassing. I don't know why I called him my friend; I don't even know the kid.

He kept thinking as the elevator made its way up the shaft to the second floor. The upstairs hallway was the same as the main floor—the walls were white washed with a smooth white tiled floor.

Hmm….kinda blah for the patients

"Lets see, room 256….hmm bloody hell this place is so confusing." Murdoc said in concentration as he made his way down the hallway. "Ah here it is."

Murdoc pushed open a sold oak door that had a metal plate hanging on it. On the plate was the number 256.

The room behind the door was small but bright with sunlight from the windows. A bed was set up in the middle of the room with a brass head board. Lying on the bed under a thick blanket was Stu-Pot. His head was propped up on a white pillow with his eyes open (well what was left of his eyes). His right eye was nothing more than a wide dark circle. There he was lying, in his coma state, staring ahead at nothing. A IV tube was stuck in his arm, feeding him dark liquids from a plastic hanging bag.

Another nurse was in the room adjusting the tube. She looked up, and was surprised to see Murdoc standing by the door.

"Oh are you here to see Mr. Tusspot? Well your just in time because visiting hours have just begun." She said. "well that's great love, heh heh….now that we have just met, why don't you come back with me to my Winnebago and we'll hit it off real good eh.

TWACK!

The nurse walked out of the room holding a clip board. "Hmmpth!"

Murdoc got up from the floor and clutched his head (which had a newly formed bump on it) "Ah she didn't have to whack me so hard, man clip boards can be used as lethal weapons." He growled

He turned to look towards the bed

"So you're Stu huh?" Murdoc said staring down at the lifeless body. He took a seat in a swivel chair that was by the window. "Hmm well I'm supposed to be taking care of you, sorry I hit you kid. I didn't know you were inside the store."

Silence

"You can't hear me anyway, so what's the point of talking to you." Murdoc sighed. "Man this place sure gets boring. Hey since I'm supposed to be taking care of you, this is the perfect chance to spend some quality time together. I have an idea about how we can both have fun….."

10 minutes later….

"Mr. Tusspot. Its time for your medicine."Came a voice from outside the hospital room door. It was the nurse that whacked Murdoc with the clipboard. "Okay after medicine time, visiting hours will be over and then-"

With a sudden gasp, she dropped the medicine bottle. It shattered as it hit the floor. To her surprise, the room was empty. Stu-Pot was missing from his bed and Murdoc was nowhere in sight.

DOWN IN THE PARKING LOT…..

"This is going to be fun Stu." Murdoc said sitting in the driver's seat of his car, which was still wrecked from the crash. Stu-Pot sat in the driver's seat, silent in his vegetable state. His head drooped down in his seat. Murdoc gently tried to place Stu-Pot's head upwards. "Come on Stu, say with me. No man on Earth has ever attempted to do a 360 in his car, so we'll be the first." He said starting up the gas.

"All right! Lets do it!" and with that, Murdoc slammed his foot on the acceleration. "If we shoot of that car, maybe we'll get enough height to do it." The car sped down the parking lot and headed towards a set of cars. When it got close enough it launched off the top of them. "WHOO! Sweet Satan! This is great!" Murdoc shouted as the car flew through the air. "We're going to do it, where're-OHHHHH SHHHHIIITTTTT!" Murdoc screamed as the car started to fall.

CRASH!

"ohhh my head…." Murdoc sat up in his seat. The car was totaled; it has crashed right into a beam that held the roof of the parking lot up. "Well I guess we could try it again, but that was fun, right Stu?" Murdoc said looking at the passenger's seat. Stu-Pot was missing from it.

"OH MY GOD! STU!" Murdoc panicked, and frantically searched the car. The door of the passengers side was open.

"wait…he couldn't have?"

Murdoc jumped out of the car and found Stu-Pot lying across the pavement. "Oh god! Stu!" Murdoc grabbed his hand tightly. "There's no pulse! He's dead! I've killed him!" Murdoc gasped. "No! Stu, stay away from the light!" Murdoc shouted shaking him.

"Oh no! I've committed manslaughter! Now for sure I 'm going to go to prision! I'll serve 20 years in a cold, dank jail cell. Good-bye chances fame and fortune, now I'll never get all the chicks." Murdoc sighed hanging his head.

"Hey what's all the yelling about?"

With a surprised look, Murdoc slowly turned around and saw Stu-Pot sitting on the floor. His head was clutched in his hands, bleeding. His right eye was a dark oval, just like his left eye.

"STU! " Murdoc cried with joy

Your alive and out of your coma! How are you feeling?"

"I don't know, I've just got a head-ache, a bad one" Stu said rubbing his head. "Wow I did a great job of taking care of you, I even revived you. But both of your eyes are permanently fractured." Murdoc said.

"Really? Well anyway, where am I and who are you?" Stu-Pot asked.

"Oh I'm Murdoc and you are in the St. Wurburtons Memorial Hospital parking lot."

"I was in a coma?" Stu-Pot asked again.

"Yeah you were but I revived you. I am like a miracle healer or something." Mudoc smiled proudly. "I should get you back to your room."

"Sure, is it okay if I sing while we walk back?" Stu asked. "Go for it." Murdoc said.

"It really, really, really could happen
yes, it really, really, really could happen
When the days they seem to fall through you, well just let them go"

Murdoc stared with wide eyes.

"It's so….. So beautiful, like a quire of angels."

"Hey Stu! I have a great idea. Why don't you join my band, I could really use you as my lead singer. With a amazing voice like that, we'll be famous in no time." Murdoc asked.

Stu-Pot stopped walking. "Really? You have your own band?" He asked, excited. "Well sort of…it's not started yet but we can get it started up." Murdoc said.

"I'll be your lead singer. All right boss, what do we do next?" Stu-Pot asked.

"Call me Murdoc, we have to find a lead guitarist and a drummer, but we are not going to do anything until you get better. Back to the hospital."

And with that they headed back so that Stu-Pot could rest up and heal.

THE NEXT DAY…..

"Hey Stu, how are you feeling?" Murdoc said as he entered the hospital room. Stu was sitting up in bed. He had bandages rapped around both of his wrists and his forehead. "A lot better today, but the doctor got the results of me x-rays back. He told me I have 2 dents in my head, from both accidents. And I thought of a new nickname for me…..I wanna be called 2-D. Wanna know what it stands for?"

"Uh…what does it stand for?" asked Murdoc confused.

"2 Dents." Stu-I mean, 2-D smiled.

To be continued…..

Ali: such a happy ending, all the sadness has passed.

All right first part of the story is completed! throws party the next part is Russel's story.

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