Murdoc chuckled and took the pillow from him. 2D paused his game and inched away from him, knowing he might get a pillow to his face. And he knows Murdoc hits hard.
"C'mere yew lil bugger!" Murdoc sneered playfully. He stood up and chased 2D around the table.
"Ahaha no! Ge' away from me!" 2D chortled, circling around the table.
Murdoc smirked, "Gotcha!" he said as he whacked the bluenette.
The blow made 2D fall to the floor. Chuckling, he took a nearby pillow and stood up to face his grinning Satanist.
"Revenge!" He slams his pillow on Murdoc's head.
"Hey!" He swings the pillow to his arm.
Their manly pillow fight continued on, almost hitting other things. Feathers flew out of the pillows and were sprawled out across the room. Russel was walking down the hall when he heard the ruckus in the living room. He curiously went over and peaked inside from the doorway.
"Uh, what're you guys doing?" Russel asked, raising one of his brows to the amount of feathers on the floor.
"Oh nofink..." 2D replied, hiding his pillow behind his back.
"Aren't y'all a little too old for pillow fights?" Russel shifted his face as if he was talking to children.
Murdoc and 2D exchanged looks and nodded at each other. Murdoc nonchalantly hits Russel's face with a pillow. 2D laughed, not realizing the challenging look on Russel's face.
Russel glared at Murdoc. "You did not just..."
"And wot if I just did, lard ass?" Murdoc grinned.
"Thaaats it!" Russel takes one of the couch seats and raises it high above his head.
"Oh shite!" 2D and Murdoc exclaimed in unison as they were hit with brute force and fell to the floor.
"Oi Russ, no fair!" 2D looked up, readying his "weapon".
"Heh, bring it on chumps" Russel grinned.
And the childish activities went on, with Noodle taking note from afar. She went to peak in shortly after Russel joined in. She got some decent pictures with her camera while they were at it.
"I swear, I'm living with children" Noodle giggled and murmured to herself as she took one last picture on her camera.
Satisfied with the amount of pictures, she goes back to her room and looks back at all of them in the camera. She laid on her bed, her thoughts running free.
"Children...I wonder what it'll be like if they had a kid..." She blushed and giggled, fangirling of the thought of them being married and having kids. They might make a mess in Kong just like their parents.
Now, she thought of what will their marriage be like, will 2D be in a suit or in a dress? Assuming Murdoc is the more dominant one. Oh god, 2D would look so beautiful in a dress. She whole-heartedly agrees that hes a pretty beautiful guy. Maybe thats why theres a possibility Murdoc likes him? Her face was flushed from the thought of it all.
"Noods?" Russel hollored from outside her door.
"Ah, c-come in!" She stuttered, shaking her head of her fantasies.
Russel peaked in his head, with feathers scattered on his head and shirt. "Hey baby girl, wanna help me cook dinner?"
"Sure Russ-san! Ahm, did you deal with a chicken or something?" She pointed at his feather-coated shirt, acting like she saw nothing.
He looked down and dusted the feathers off. "You could say that"
Noodle giggled and followed Russel to the kitchen, coincidentally planning to cook chicken.
"Con't believe Russ pulled the "clean dis or no dinner fer yew" fing again" 2D complained, picking up the scattered feathers in the living room.
"The fat ass can't do anything but cook" Murdoc muttered, irked. Not being so happy to clean up for the aftermath of their epic feathery battle.
"We shoul' buy non feavery pillows next time if we plan on doin' vis again" The singer groaned in laziness as he piled up the feathers.
"Or fer others things we do that includes pillows...And beds" The bassist grinned at his singer, dirty thoughts erecting.
2D blushed. "Muuuds!"
"Wot? 'm just sayin' that cotton-y pillows are better to shag yew on than feather-y ones" Murdoc grinned wider at how red his boyfriend was getting.
The flushed bluenette held his rosy cheeks in an attempt to conceal them. "Goddammit, Muh'doc"
The Satanist cackled, laying down on the couch, being too lazy to work.
"Hey lazy ass, donchu wan' yer dinner?" 2D said playfully.
"Oh I do, but this isn't exactly what I meant when I said I wanted to spend time with yew" Murdoc patted an area beside him on the couch.
2D smirked and gave in to Murdoc's temptation, laying down beside him on the couch. Murdoc checked if the door was closed, smirking to see that it was. He brought his hands to the singer's still rosy cheeks and laid his lips on his. The kiss grew more passionate as their arms were wrapped around each other. They made out for a while until they heard footsteps approaching the door. They broke away and moved from each other as soon as the door swung open.
"Dinners almost up and you aint with this shit yet" Russel sneered, sporting a lovely pink apron on him.
"Fuck yew Russ, we're tired from being hit by yew and this couch seat" Murdoc irritatingly spat, annoyed of being interrupted.
Russel raised an eyebrow. "Whatever man"
"Can we clean dis after we eat? I'm starvin'" 2D complained like a child too lazy to do their chores.
Russel chuckled, acknowledging 2D's childness. "Fine, eat first THEN you fix this room, okay?"
2D sighed and leaned back on the couch. "Phew, fanks Russ"
"Alright, come on, I think Noods is almost done cooking" Russel beckoned the two Brits.
Murdoc rolled his eyes. "Yeah, yeah we're comin'" He said as he stood up.
He watched 2D stood up as well and came close to his ear. "I'm not done with yew yet, Stupot" He purred.
2D blushed and smirked. "Neither am I, Niccals" He purred back as they walked along side each other to get their well-deserved dinner.
