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Noodle was woken to the sounds of alarms as she sat up. This little house on top of a hill overlooking the fair grounds was something to behold in the morning. The sun rose gently over the ferris wheel and poured through her window. Thankfully always far enough from the fair so no noise would be a concern save for the fireworks shows. Tonight she was going to see them. And it was gonna knock her socks off she was certain.
2D lay by her side while she watched the sun greet her. His hair was a mess and with no time to shave he had a stubble problem already. He didnt feel like sitting up, but when Noodle carressed his cheek his eyes lulled themselves open. Noodle scooted back in bed and mumbled a soft sorry to him for disturbing him. "S'fine." he mumbled. Subconsciously he buried his nose in her neck and sighed. "I dont think I have work today do I...?" he asked. Noodle smirked. "Ya dont gotta go, you should stay and rest. Maybe I can work with David today or..." a muffle of protest came from Stu. "Not if he were paying yew a million bucks, I'm the man. I gotta protect ya." he declared as he sat up. "There fore..." 2D got out of bed, then he fished for something in a box. Not like a moving box, but a toy box from his younger days. He fished out a stuffed animal of a bison and he threw it at Noodle. "Take care of her, Mr.Milk!" 2D said wagging a finger at the plushie. The thing was old and from the eighties with hard material but he was just as snuggleable as any old bear with cute button eyes and a cowboy hat. "He faught in the boogey man war of eighty six. Yer gonna be protected by the best," he chirped before saluting his stuffed animal and walking to dress himself. Noodle was already attatched to the stuffed buffalo and happily curled up to him. Mr.Milk was soft and fluffy despite his thick material and the slim chance he was falling apart.
Noodle heard as 2D changed behind her, the unspoken rule was not to look and she respected it. We weren't exactly dating after all... but she did want a peek. Breifly she got a shot of 2D buns before going to sleep giggling.
But before the door closed, she realised he kissed her forehead.
Just like old times.
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2D was always afraid of heights. Usually when he was high up he would fall. Simple as that. But with a harness and his Dad by his side, being up on top of the stuck ferris wheel was no threat to himself reallly. 2D always felt safe around his family. It was a blessing he well knew most people didn't have. Most people he knew where abused or didn't even know where their parents were. But David and Rachel were always there.
"So, Stuart." David began as he tightened a bolt. "What's the deal wit yew and the cute one?" he teased. 2D was tightening a similar bolt on the opposite side. "The deal is there is none," he simply stated. "Coulda fooled me since she insisted sharing a room, wivh ya," he added wiggling his eye brows that were equally large as 2D's. "Ya gotta be joking, cause we only got me old bed room." Stuart added continuing his work. "She didn't know that till she asked to share a room wit ya though," 2D furrowed his brow in confusion as he oiled the bolt. "Odd. Guess she wanted to protect me..."
"From what? Nightmares about whales?"
Silence came and wind nearly knocked Stuart over. "...Maybe." he mumbled. However David laughed and lowered himself. "Ya kill me kid!" Stuart threw a spare screw at his father's head wich merely tapped him as he laughed. "I will if ya tempt me!"
Back in the house, Noodle was on her phone. Luckily no new messages reached her. She wondered for a while if this meant Russel hadn't came to the conclusion yet. Murdoc probably wouldn't realise the dissapearance until years from now at this rate. Noodle sighed, but remembered that wasn't her goal. What she wanted to do was help 2D. So it was time she put the phone down and helped Rachel with dinner.
Rachel Pot was a now retired nurse. One who spent most of her time making lunch for her husband before work and watching her stories on tv. It was a pleasant life admittedly. As much as she missed helping women deliver and telling people they would have days left to live, she liked it as things were now. Peaceful. She hummed in the kitchen making dinner. With Noodle by her side the two where unstoppable.
Dinner was fine. 2D returned unscathed from work and Noodle, was making subtle late night plans as dinner remained quiet. The two men worked their asses off and were stuffing their mouths too full to talk while Noodle kept searching for the right place. In time she found a bar. She was gonna drag 2D out there and really lift his spirits up tonight. Noodle smiled enjoying what she had been doing so far and chose to put her plan into phases.
Noodle opened up the notepad and typed her plan in trying to contain her reverie.
Phase One: Surround him with loved ones
Phase Two: Help him take the edge off
Noodle wrote phase three with enthusiasm and after dinner she brought 2D up to his room. (Despite the subtle jokes of his parents) "Noodle why are we in me old room?" he asked. Noodle closed the door. "Look D, I think you should come with me tonight. Every night I go clubbing or drinking and I figured you'd like to come, what do you say?"
Thoughts of the Strobelight video entered and racked his brain like a monkey in a cage. All he could imagine was the dancing bodies and Noodle's face drenched in sweat in her revealing costume. Suit tight and cheeks rosey, her eyes rich with excitement. 2D bit his lip.
He decided he wanted to see that all over again.