Author's Note: Wazza! My wonderful fans, I've missed you so much! & I'm being a prick for not updating. x( I'm sorry, okay! I'm just soooo busy! I-Seriously, I own THE Les Paul.

Just get on with it!

Whatever!

Monkey Disclaimer:
Me: I do not own a single thing! But I do own a Les Paul!
My Brother: Don't you mean your brother owns a Les Paul?
Me: Yea, yea!

It was quiet.

Too quiet. This is, of course, awkward for the band.

Murdoc still hasn't moved from his place as only his eyes were. They had fire burning in each of them and he was roaring like lion. It was like steam was coming out of his ears and his face had turned into a peculiar colour. (A/n: I heard that Murdoc had green skin, as said by the woman 'on medication', a.k.a Paula. So, green + red = ?)

He was about to shout for 2D's name when all of a sudden, 'Pssssssh!'

He closed back his mouth and bit his below lip until it bleed. That was the last straw, alright. And, the frustrated man couldn't take it nor could he take anything as a joke. He stormed to the front of his 'wonderful home', the direction of the sound.

Noodle smirked mischievously but panicked when she heard her manager's footsteps. Like a bolt of lightning, her brain hatched an idea and she started working on it. She tossed her bat upwards and 'faint' on to the ground. She lied with her arms spread like she was making a snow angel on the ground, her eyes closed and her mouth dramatically opened. The monkey opened his eyes to inspect. In result, Mike brought out his hands that were covering his ears and caught the weapon.

Then, Mudds saw Noodle on the floor and his broken headlights. He eyed the primate for a moment and he stared back at him.

"Ooh Ooh Ahh." ("Not again.") Mike thought.

"Wha' 'e hell do yer 'hink you're doin', bloo'y monkey?!" The Satanist growled. The animal started shaking as it was afraid of its owner's bandmate might do something to him. He might kill him or worst, skin him alive! He shook his head to clear his thoughts but that was a wrong impression to the green-skinned man.

"Oh, yea? If yer didn' do i', 'en who did? Noodle-girl? You've go' to be kiddin'." He harshly pushed the pet aside and knelt down to Noodle.

"Psss, Noodle?" He whispered. There was no response.

"Noodle-girl?" This time, he poked at her side causing her to jump a bit. At last, the guitarist opened her eyes and stared at the man beside her.

"Murdoc-nii-san? What's going on? What happened?" She pointed to the headlight and acted like she knew nothing of the incident. The ape, once again, couldn't believe his ears but all he could do was to gave the monkey a threatening look.

"Are yer okay, Noodle-girl? Your monkey hur' yer, didn' he?!" The teenager looked her pet but didn't say anything.

"I don't know. I can't remember."

"Then, it's settled. Mike, since it's all your fault, go and clean up my awesome Winnie which is not awesome in the moment." He continued, "Yer think tis is funny?! You'll see what's gonna happen."

Mike definitely didn't like the sound of that and he remained quiet. "Now get to work!" The primate, once again, went to get the mop, the broom and etc. Noodle's face held no positive or negative emotions, just curiosity. She watched her 'best friend' left the carpark and looked back at the Satanist.

"I'm outta this place! I'm hungry anyway. Yer wanna come along?" In response, the purple-haired girl shook her head and walked back to her room.

When everyone was out of her sight, she rubbed her hands together and smirked. Once again, mission accomplished.

"What's next? The most, ultimate, diabolical, oh-sweet-satan-it's-so-evil, oh-yea-it's-awesome, wonderful, hilarious, terrific, outrageous, amazing and genious plan ever?!"

Soo, how was it? I'm starting to hate my new class. It's soo unfair! Is there any tips for 'How To Survive In a New Environment Without Adapting To It"? Please help! R&R. Thank you! lovelove. =X