My parents and I had moved from the States to England when I was going into my sixth grade year. I was terrified of going to a new school and meeting new people. I remembered the next morning my mom waking me up in the morning to get me ready for school and my dad kissing me good-bye as I walked out the door to catch the bus. I remembered the day that I met 2D. I had walked under the big oak tree growing in the front of the school and he had just swung down to meet me. He gave me a big gap-toothed smile and introduced himself.

"Pot, Stuart Pot." He had said extending a hand. "But my friends call me Stu and so can you."

I had giggled at his unintentional rhyme and his big smile got even bigger. Then, in a matter of seconds, he had gone from hanging upside down in front of me to being crumpled on the ground trying hard not to cry. At first I thought maybe it was part of his joke, just a big elaborate scheme to make me laugh but when he sat up, pulling chunks of his brown hair out of his head like he had just glued them there I knew the joke was over.

The teacher ran over to him to make sure he was ok and was as shocked as I was at shining clumps of hair in his hands. He sniffled, the silly notion that crying in front of girls was sissy keeping him from exclaiming his sorrow. The teacher instructed me to go inside and get started on my studies but I told her there was no way, no how. Stu was my friend and I was going to be there for him. For a moment I thought she was going to tell me to go inside or else but then her lips broke into a smile and she allowed me to stay with him.

I stayed with him until his parents came to pick him up and take him to the doctor to make sure he didn't have any kind of brain damage besides the extreme hair loss. And in the course of that ten minutes or so 2D and I had become extremely good friends.

"You're going to be my best friend from now on." He had said, squeezing my hand for a moment and giving me another gap-toothed grin I realized I was beginning to love.

"Ok, best friends forever." I had murmured back, loving how cliché everything was turning out to be.

I was looking down the barrel of the Android's shotgun for the second time in the month or so I had been on this damn island. My heart was thumping hard and fast in my chest. 2D shoved his way in front of me. I opened my mouth to protest but the searing look he gave me over his shoulder stopped me.

"I'm not letting you get shot again." He whispered to me. "Especially not now."

I spread one hand across my stomach and nodded. "Ok."

He turned back determinately at the Android. She was just staring at us, her gun cocked and ready to steal one of us away from the other. Slowly he raised his hands in a gesture of peace.

"Noodle," He murmured to it stepping slowly toward her, "you don't have to do everything Murdoc says. Think about it, you don't want to kill me or Elle. We haven't done anything, I promise."

"'Kill them both'" Murdoc's voice echoed from her. Then in a tinny robotic voice she answered 2D "I have to."

She raised the gun higher to aim and I saw her finger squeeze the trigger. Before I could yell or call out a bang rang out, echoing around the recording studio and temporarily deafening me and 2D. After the ringing had died down I frantically patted myself down, to make sure I hadn't been hit, even though it would have been obvious if I had. Terrified, I turned to 2D to check on him. I gasped when I saw him.

While I had quickly fallen to the ground in an attempt to protect myself and the growing child within me, 2D had remained standing, barely flinching as the bullet sailed past his right ear and buried itself into the set of drums on the other end of the room.

"'Droid." He murmured to it in an almost caressing way. He took another small step toward it.

"Not a step closer." That creepy robotic voice croaked out. She let out another shot which flew over my head, ruffling my hair as it whistled by. "'Kill them both. Kill them both. Kill them both'"

2D reached out a shaking hand and placed it on the barrel of the gun; he gently pushed the end to the floor. For a few moments they stared at each other, lost in a silent battle over living and dying before the gun clattered to the floor.

I stared, shocked, at the pair of them. 2D kicked the gun behind him and smiled toothily at it. As he was looking at her I reached over and snatched the abandoned shotgun from the floor.

"Thanks 'Droid." He said patting the robot on the shoulder like it was a person.

She stared up at him, a hint of a smile playing on her lips. For a moment I wondered how she could smile, she was just a robot but considering all of the crazy shit I had witnessed over the past few years from the opening to Hell in the Kong Studio basement, to Noodle's Island Disaster, to giant Russel I realized a robot with feelings was probably one of the most normal things that had happened in the course of the Gorillaz fame.

Before I could think anymore I shakily stood on my feet and aimed the shotgun as best as I could. Just like I saw that Android do, I squeezed the trigger as hard as I could. I had never shot a gun, nor did I ever think I would need to so my aim wasn't that great. For one heart stopping moment I thought maybe I had missed and hit an instrument, a wall, or even (I could barely think it) 2D. Then I saw a small, child-like body fall to the ground. My ears were ringing and my shoulder hurt from when the gun rammed back into my shoulder but I made my way over to the twitching mechanical corpse.

2D was standing over it a mixture of relief and horror written plainly across his face. He looked up at me with wide eyes but I couldn't look at him. I had to make sure the Android was gone. I pointed the gun in its already ruined face and pulled the trigger once, twice, three times.

"Stay gone, bitch." I spat at it.

"Elle!" 2D exclaimed, gently pulling my face to look at his. "She's gone; you don't need to shoot her any more. You can give me the gun."

I stared into his bottomless eyes and for a moment I considered keeping the gun. What if Murdoc came in waving a gun around threatening our lives again? What if he had more creepy Noodle drones hiding in closets all over the island? I would need the gun to fight them off, but there was a desperate look in 2D's eyes and a worried frown was turning his lips downward. Finally I sighed and handed him the gun. He tossed it behind him and pulled me into a hug.

Just like that I melted into him, my tear staining his shirt. I pulled him as close as I possibly could before my legs buckled. He inched us down onto the ground comforting me as though I were a child.

For a moment he just held me while I cried into his already destroyed shirt. Then, after taking a few calming breaths, I pulled away from him happy to have his arms around me. He placed my forehead against mine and I saw his lips split into a toothy grin that had me thinking of sixth grade again.

"What are you so happy about?" I teased, still sniffling at my drying tears.

"You." He whispered. He ran a thumb across my stomach. "And our child."

I let out a laugh, wiping at my remaining tears. "That is something to be happy about."

He pulled me into a long kiss. I savored the feeling of his lips on mine, and the feeling of his hair on the pads of my fingers. He placed a hand on my stomach even though I definitely wasn't showing and I felt him smile as he kissed me. As we pulled away a thought struck me.

"Let's run away." I murmured to him.

"What?" he asked pulling far enough away to look me in the eye.

"Murdoc thinks the Android killed us. The Android is gone. No one will know." I said, running my fingers through his hair one more time. "Now is the time to get off this island. We can leave Plastic Beach and start our family right."

2D stared at me for a moment and then he nodded and the smile I had grown to love found its place on his lips again.

"Ok. Let's do it."

Hola! How's everyone doin?

So instead of studying for the Unit 1 APUSH test I have tomorrow I decided to take the less stressful path and write another chapter. I'm not sure if I like the ending that much but it'll do for now. Because I like all that mushy lovey dovey stuff. At least in stories. In real life its disgusting. Like seriously guys, no one wants to see you sucking face. Highschool PDA sucks.

Anyhoo, have you guys been to the Gorillaz website lately? There is a new video from Murdoc endorsing Internet Explorer 9 (which I think I might possibly have, idk). What do you think, did Gorillaz sell out by advertising Internet Explorer? I couldn't really decide because the video was pretty funny. ALSO, they have a few new features on the Gorillaz website, there are two new places to visit, you can't really do much on them but I think they could potentially be a lot of fun. And you kind of get to see that bug-like mask thingy dude in one of them. Just go to the outside of the building, where the talking birds are, and do that tour thing. When it stops it'll have pulsing white rings around the areas you can visit. But you guys could have figured that out because you are awesome.

So I realized I haven't given you a Sims3 update in awhile. You probably don't care but I feel like telling you. Wellllllllllllll, I kind of definitely don't have a life because I believe I'm in my 8th generation. Yeah, it's pretty sad. But that means that Elle and Stu have passed on to the rock festival in the sky and so has Noodle and her hubby. So...yeah. Awesome.

Stay awesome guys. Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows comes out in November. I'm counting down the days. I will be going to the funeral of my childhood. Harry Potter=my childhood. Harry Potter over=death of my childhood. I guess I'm going to have to grow up. LOL JK JK. That'll never happen.

Okie doke. Stay classy Fanfiction-ers.