Paige closed the door behind her as quickly as possible. She leaned against it and waited until she heard Murdoc's Cuban heels tap away and up the stairs. She was like a plank on a wall as she waited there frozen until she heard the creaking of the car park door from above. Letting out the breath she was holding in, Paige sighed and walked over through the mess of a room to the nightstand where the digital clock was. 9:40. Not that early, and not extremely late. It was an alright time for Paige. She sat on the edge of the bed and shot back up at the feel of something strange under her bottom.

Looking down, she saw a fuzzy view of 2D's hand. 2D now began to wake up at the sudden sitting on his hand. Paige watched him turn over and scratch at his messy blue hair. He groaned and threw his hands in the air, stretching out his stiff back and joints. Paige sat on the bottom corner of the bed and waited for the azure singer to come to his senses. Instead, his foot ended up following a trajectory straight towards the back of Paige's head. She let out a shout of surprise and pain as she dropped to the floor and 2D jumped up in shock and looked around his surroundings wildly trying to decode his actions. His eyes met Paige who was on the floor rubbing the back of her sore head. How much pain could she endure in only a few hours?

"Oh, 'ello Paige. I fink I hit you." He dumbly looked down at the woman totally oblivious and confused on why she was on the floor. She turned her head around and glared at him for a second. His expression changed from tiredness to innocent shock as if asking, 'Who? Me?'

"No kidding!" she mumbled to herself now saying, "I'm always the one in the wrong place at the wrong time." 2D got out of the bed and walked over to her side.

"I'm sorry. Do you want sum… uh… sumfink?"

Paige shook her head and smirked at the half witted question. 2D wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed, and Paige understood that, but it was particularly funny to see him in the morning where his mind was practically as dense as granite. She placed a hand over the man's own large and boney ones reassuringly and gave him a mediocre and sarcastic smile along with a response to fit.

"I'm just chipper! I woke up at three in the morning, found myself in Mu…", She stopped herself for some reason before she could even begin to tell 2D where she had gone. Maybe it was because she was afraid of what he would think of her, or maybe because she was embarrassed for even going there herself. But she continued, "… Well, I didn't get much sleep is all. And I can't see anything and I… I… well, you get the point. Right?"

2D nodded in agreement. "I can' see, eiver. When you ge' your 'ead smashed in an' your eyes smooched back inta your brain I guess tha' makes seein' 'arder." Paige laughed at 2D. He really was funny, even when he wasn't trying to. It was easy to laugh in front of him because he didn't mind (or didn't understand… or notice?) but Paige liked to have someone that she could be herself around. She patted his hands and started to get up.

"You wanna help me?"

"Help you wot?"

"Find my glasses."

Stu got himself up and walked over to the nightstand, pulled the drawer open, and extracted a pair of black rimmed glasses. Paige stomped over to him and grabbed the glasses out of his hand.

"You hid them from me?"

"Nnnot rwealy. They fell owff the table so I just put 'em in the drawer fo' safe keepin'." 2D stammered as he watched Paige put them on. She put her hands in the air and dramatically twirled around.

"I have been given the gift… of sight!"

"Your welcome." The singer sheepishly replied. Paige laughed again. It was a pretty good start for the day; she could only hope that it would stay that way. (But you know that I won't allow that. Mwahahha!)

To Paige's surprise, the day in Kong was pretty normal, almost boring in her opinion but she couldn't complain. The only complaint she could make was about the heat since all the others found it a problem as well. 2D and Paige had been lounging around, listening to music and talking about nothing in particular. Paige looked over 2D for the first time. She had a critical eye and watched how he moved in an awkward way and picking up that he was left handed, but her eyes stopped at his hair. She pondered on the question, "What is with that blue hair?" but she didn't ask at first. 2D just went on explaining the time he had fell down the stairs all the way from the top exclaiming, "I flew like a bird, or sumfink." Paige wasn't really listening but entranced by the singers blue hair. Why?

"2D?"

He looked at her with full attention.

"Yeh, Paige."

"How is that hair of yours blue? I can't figure it out."

As she said it, 2D instinctively ran a hand through his blue and spiky hair. He gave an embarrassed laugh. Paige loved how cute and innocent he looked, just like a puppy or some other kind of candid creature.

"Well, i's all natural if you were wonderin'. It happened when I was 'bout 'leven an' I was wif my dad. I wanted t' show 'im tha' I could climb a tree. Y'know, manliness or sumfink. And one way or anover I fell from the tree an' bounced down on m' 'ead." Paige just smile and listen to him tell his story thinking, "Not much has changed since then I guess." He continued the story.

"The doctors said I'd be good t' go so I went home and the next day… all m' bloody 'air was gone!" Paige was now laughing, her hand over her mouth and the other crossed over her abdomen. She laughed but waved her hand at 2D saying, "Go on. Go on." through each laugh. And he did.

"So I went runnin' down to my mum screamin' and cryin' sayin' 'Wot's happenin' t' me, mum? I'm too young t' die!'. So she checked me over, said I was fine and after a few day my 'air started growin' back. Except it was blue, but I never questioned it 'cause my mum said I was fine." Paige was calming down from her laughing fit.

As she composed her self, she replied, "That still makes no sense, but it's a better explanation than none." 2D just nodded. Her eyes once again roamed over the man in front her and unexpectedly, she met eye contact with his crotch. She blushed and hated to think it but she did. "I wonder…"

"2D."

He once again responded without hesitation, totally unaware of what her next question was.

"Well, umm, I was uhh wondering if… if the, uhhm, how should I put this? I just wanted to know if… therugmatchedthedrapes?" 2D was perplexed and his face read "Wot?" as if a rubber stamp had been imprinted on his face in big red letters. She rubbed her temples, now giving a nervous laugh.

"Haha, just… forget I ever was here."

"But, Paige, you can't do tha'. You asked a question an' I wan' t' answer it." She sighed and tried to ask again.

"Y'know. Does the rug match the drapes?" Empty stare. "The collar match the cuffs." Another blank stare. It was getting frustrating now. Paige's face was red and her eyes drifted down to that dreaded spot on the man in front of her. 2D actually caught this and his eyes widened as he looked down at his pant crotch as well, thinking that something was wrong. Maybe his pant zipper was open, but that wasn't the case. When he looked up, Paige swiftly looked away.

"Ooooh! I see. You wanna know if I'm blue there." Paige's palm collided with her forehead and she muttered a yes, her face still burning.

"Yeh, I am." He paused, pulled the front of his pants forward and looked down. "Yep, definitely blue." Paige threw her hands in the air, exclaiming at 2D as he pulled back.

"You had to check? Don't you know already?" 2D just looked up at her wide eyed then he darted them back and forth around the room out of nervousness. His face was pinkining as she stood over him. He held the waist band of his pants again saying, "If you don't believe me you can…"

"No! I don't want to see down your under daks!"

"Oh." 2D lifted the hem of his shirt and Paige looked at the man sideways. "Does this guy ever take a hint?" she thought with a raised eyebrow.

"Now what are you doing?" 2D looked at her innocently and replied.

"You said you didn't want t' see in my pants so I'll jus' show you the li'le on my belly button. See, blue!". Paige cautiously moved closer and to her surprise, it was blue. She put her hand out but stopped.

"Can I…"

"Touch?" Paige's face couldn't get any redder and it seemed that 2D was barely fazed mostly because he wasn't seeing this at all sexual. Paige, on the other hand, was smarter then the singer and felt pretty strange in the situation. But what led her hand to touch the blue hair on his flat stomach was never really known. That's exactly when Murdoc walked in to find 2D, practically reclined on the couch holding his shirt up a bit and Paige leaning over him with her hand near the hem of his jeans. It looked very sexual from that point of view.

"Wot the hell's this rubbish?" Murdoc commented from the door frame. Paige shrieked in shock at the sudden voice and flung herself to stand straight up, stiff as a board.

"It… i… It's nothing! Absolut-leee nothing! Right 2D?" Paige said waving a hand at the unaware Stu-Pot behind her but never turned or left eye contact with Murdoc, who was looking over Paige's actions. "Pathetic." He thought as he watched her painstaking efforts. It wasn't working, except to make Murdoc more suspicious and highly entertained. Before 2D could respond to Paige, Murdoc cut in.

"Yeh, dullard. Wot were you and the little koala doin'?"

Paige gawked at this statement and inwardly shouted "Koala? What the fuck!?" and she continued to stay standing there as straight as a soldier. 2D responded with such innocence and naivety that it hurt.

"Paige wanted t' know if my pubic 'air wos blue."

The faces in the room ranged from bazaar to indifferent. 2D sat on the couch as if he had said the simplest thing like, "I walked the dog." instead of one of the strangest phrases one could say, Paige's face (as you can now imagine) was cherry red and the expression was of shock and disbelief, and Murdoc, oh Murdoc, had the widest and wickedest grin from ear to ear. He couldn't help but laugh, and Paige nervously tried to defend herself in anyway but couldn't get the words to form. Murdoc finally could get a hold of his voice through out the laughter.

"I knew you could be naughty! It just had t' come out, luv. It jus' had t'! Ohh, this is great!"

The Aussie was now getting more and more frustrated and angry at this. It was going too far, mostly because the whole situation was awkward and she knew that she had put herself in it. Time to get the hell out of it!

"Murdoc! Listen to me. I don't know anyone who wouldn't be a little curious as to someone with natural blue hair. I mean, it's blue! How many people do you know with natural blue hair?"

"One." Murdoc replied and the room was quiet.

It seemed that the tension had gone away. Murdoc didn't like this; he wanted to start the tension again. But how…? Just as Paige was about to leave the room, Murdoc called her name. As she turned around, he gave a lusty pose pulling on the hem of his dirty jeans to extend the line of black hair that ran down his belly button into the unknown.

"Wanna check me?" He said in a deep and seductive voice. Paige turned around so quickly, you could swear there was a risk of whip lash.

"No! It's BLACK!" and she stormed out of the room as fast as her long legs would allow her. Murdoc stood there smirking, pulling up his pants a little. 2D, who seemed like a mute for the last few minutes, finally let out a peep. Maybe he shouldn't have.

"Y'know, Murdoc. You're just a pervy old man."

A hand smashed into his face in less then a millisecond.

"Alright, Paige-san. We are almost there."

"I hope so. I'm starting to get scared. Where are we going?"

"You'll see. It is a surprise so no peeking."

"I got it, no peeking. It's not like I have a choice, especially with this blind fold."

Noodle was leading Paige through the halls of Kong by her wrist, the three men in pursuit. This had been going on for about three minutes already and Paige was getting nervous as to where she was being taken. "She better not throw me out of the place." She thought at they rounded the corner. Paige heard the higher pitched and Japanese accented voice from the teen in front of her.

"Only a few more feet."

"Thank God!"

Murdoc grunted at the remark, but Paige ignored it. "Better not let him get to my head. That's what he's trying to do." she thought as they came to a stop. A door creaked open and she was pulled forward once again. They walked a few steps and then stopped. Russel put a hand on her shoulder.

"We're here. You can take the blind fold off if you want now." Paige didn't take it off at first and just stood there. 2D, who hadn't noticed that the blind fold was still on, exclaimed in a loud voice…

"SurpriIIEEeeooow!"

… only to be, once again, abused by Murdoc. But this time, there was a reason (if you call stopping someone from ruining a surprise with your fists a good reason). Russel looked at the Australian for a second.

"Something wrong?"

"I'm scared?." She replied sheepishly as is asking a question, mostly because she was unsure of why she hadn't taken the clothe off of her eyes yet. Murdoc grabbed the knot on the back of the blindfold and yanked it off the top of her head. Paige was about to turn around and grab at the blind fold for some reason but stopped when she saw what was in front of her.

It was a room. A large plain room with a small bed that looked ridiculous compared to the size of the room but, non-the-less, it was a room. Paige looked around. The walls were a plain pale green and the ceiling was white. The floor had a large black rug that covered most of the ground. The bed, as said before, was small compared to the spacious room so you can only imagine the extra space. There were a few dressers and draws and a chair. It was simple, plain, not well furnished, but it was a room none-the-less. Paige just pointed to herself.

"This… is for me?" They all nodded in response and Russel came up to her.

"Sorry it couldn't be ready sooner. There was a lot of clutter in here that needed to be cleaned out first." Paige put her hand to her chest and looked at everyone in the room (which wasn't much).

"Wait. This is for me? I'm actually staying here? I… don't know what to say! Thank you so much." She embraced Russel, Noodle, and 2D but Murdoc stopped her.

"Don't look at me. I 'ad nothing t' do with this."

"You're letting me stay here, though. It is your studio, isn't it?"

"Well, yeh. I just …" Paige hugged him anyway. Paige soon went around the room, and with help from Russel, Noodle, and 2D she brought all her things to the room.

That night, Paige went to bed like any other night except for the fact that it wasn't 2D's room anymore, it was her own. Room 11. She took a shower that night, brushed her teeth, took out her contacts, moisturized her face and skin and put on pajamas for bed; an oversized white tee-shirt and boxer shorts. After getting into the bed, she realized that she was alone for the first time in a while. She fell asleep, but not for long. The creature crawled its way through the shadows of the room, coming closer to the bed. It crept its way to the side of the bed and it took a hold of a skinny ankle. The shadowy being crawled its way onto the bed, leaning over Paige. Paige was woken by the pressure being put on her body and as she turned to see what it was, she was shocked in what she found.

The face was a sickly grey color and the skin was barely holding onto the visible bones. The eyes seemed not to fit correctly in their sockets and its mangled teeth shown through the cracked lips. It was a living dead, a zombie, and it was no more than a foot away from Paige's face. Her first reaction was absolutely nothing. The shock had gotten to her in such a way that she couldn't move but as she got feeling back she screamed and franticly battled her way out from under the zombie. In the darkness it was hard to see, but she made a mad scramble off the bed and thudded to the floor. Her eyes were wide as she furiously back peddled on her elbows trying as hard as she could to get away from the dark figure. It suddenly jumped down from the bed and started to stalk towards Paige.

She got herself off the floor and dashed the other way, only to trip over her tall black and red bag. Falling on top of hard metal, she turned around. The zombie was approaching faster now, too fast for her to even think. Paige didn't need to think though, her body reacted. She grabbed the handle of her larger fencing weapon as she rose to stand and as the shadowy zombie lunged towards her, a terrible cracking and gushing sound omitted in the darkness. Paige stood in the shadows in total disarray and shock, feeling the weight at the end of her blade, the twitching and spasms coming from the zombie it was dislodged in. Her body went cold, her hands shook but she didn't for one second let go of the handle. The silence was frightening and then Paige did the only thing that her body would allow her to. She opened her mouth and let out the loudest scream that her lungs could possibly surrender.

The scream practically shook the house, meeting the ears of Russel and Noodle first, being as they were on the same floor. Noodle was the first person up and prepared for any action. She dashed down the corridors and towards the door with 11 on it and flung it open, flicking on the lights. Russel came rushing behind her but stopped as he looked in at what was inside the room. Paige was standing, weapon withdrawn but the point had gone through the zombie's eye and out the other side of its head. The white shirt she wore was covered in stale dark blood and stinking brain residue that was now leaking from the zombies head and onto the floor. Her eyes were wide and unfocused on the small body of the child zombie that she had impaled with her own bare hands. She couldn't believe what she had done, she couldn't think, she couldn't move. All she could do was hope that it was all a bad dream and nothing more.

Noodle and Russel stood in the doorway, unsure of how to react to this. It wasn't long until more footsteps were heard. Murdoc came grumbling and complaining but was stopped from entering the room by the drummer's large hand. The complaints suddenly stopped as the bassist now looked into the room. It was no longer than two seconds before 2D came from the corridor and stood in the doorway with the rest of his band mates. It was quiet for over a minute and nothing was said or done. They just looked at the stained woman before them holding a sword that was going through a child's head.

"Paige-san?"

Noodle gently and delicately called her name from the door. Paige turned her head almost robotically towards the four in the door way. It was scary, or better to say, she was scary to see so unlike her usual and happy self. They all looked wide eyed and fearfully at her as she blankly looked towards them. Paige fell to her knees, dropping the weapon from her grasp and slowly inched away from the officially dead corpse of the little boy before her. They watched as she pulled her knees to her chest and cowered in the corner.

Russel slowly and cautiously walked toward the distressed woman and crouched down to her side. Paige's eyes stared emptily at the green wall before her face and didn't even look to the big New Yorker next to her. He went to touch her arm, but she pulled herself away and pushed closer into the wall. He tried again and wrapped his arms around her. The drummer felt the beat of her heart moving incredibly fast, felt the shacking of her body, and then the sobs that emitted from her. Paige fell into his chest and cried her salty tears onto Russel as he held her closer to him. They stayed like this for a few minutes as Paige released all the fear, shock, and stress that she had just gone through. It took a while for her to calm down enough that Russel could talk to her.

"Com'on, Paige. Let's get you out of here." There was a pause before Paige eerily and quietly answered in a spine-chilling whisper.

"I killed him. I killed that little boy. I didn't mean to. I killed him." Russel brought her in again, squeezing her tight to him.

"It's ok. Your ok."

"But I killed him, I …"

"The thing wos fuckin' dead already!" Murdoc shouted out from the door. Russel ignored him, and Noodle gave him a glare. It took some convincing but Paige finally got her act together and was able to get up and out of the room. Noodle grabbed some extra cloths from her bag and Paige's glasses and brought them to her in the corridor.

Paige sat in the lobby, listening to the band mates discussing what to do with her.

"She obviously isn't going to sleep in that room anymore."

"Where can she go, Russel-san? She is noticeably distressed and she should not be alone."

"You're right, Noods. I don't fink i' would be a good idea. 'specially if others got in."

"I think the egg 'ead is right. Paige shouldn't be alone. You know tha' I can watch her, I could definitely watch her."

"I don't think that's a good idea, Murdoc. Maybe she could go back in D's room for the night."

"Yes. I believe that it would be best if she did."

"Wot!? Wot's wrong with me!?"

"Everything, man! I don't trust you alone with a twenty one year old woman that is suffering from shock. We know that Paige is comfortable sleeping in 2D's room so I think she'll be fine."

"Yeh, Muds. I 'm prefec'ly capable of making sure she's awright."

"Let's go, Paige-san. Let's get clean cloths on you."

Noodle held her hand out to Paige but she didn't respond except to look up at Noodle. The fifteen year old reassuringly smiled to the woman in an effort to lighten the atmosphere. Paige slowly and shakily took the hand and was led to Noodle's room where she got changed. At this time, Murdoc and Russel had made their ways back to bed and 2D waited in the lobby for Paige and Noodle. After escorting Paige down the hall and handing her over to 2D, Noodle also returned to bed to try and catch some sleep. The two lanky characters made their way to the basement, and along the way 2D just talked in an effort to keep Paige's mind from thinking about what had happened about twenty minutes ago.

In the room, 2D locked the door to make sure that no zombies could enter into the room. Laying down in the dark it was quiet. Paige had a feeling she wasn't going to fall asleep but as she lay awake she heard heavy breathing.

"2D?"

"Yeh."

"Are you ok?"

"MmmHmmm. Why wouldn't I?"

"I don't know. You were breathing all weird." There was a pause.

"I'm not breathin' weird. Sure you're not hearing fings?"

"Yeah. Sure." Once again, there was silence but the strange breathing came again.

"You're doing it again, 2D."

"Doin' wot?"

"Don't play stupid! I can hear you and it's scaring me. Stop making those noises!"

"Noises? I thought that was you." They stopped talking and the breathing noise came again, louder than before.

"Tha' wasn't me."

"Wasn't me either."

Paige grabbed for the lamp and pulled the string. Turning around she saw the upside-down face and upside-down body of a zombie peering over the bed with its body contorted over the head banister. Paige started to scream and flail furiously, pushing 2D and herself away from the creature.

"HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY… OH MY GOD! 2D!" As soon as 2D saw the zombie, he began to do the same thing until they both simultaneously tumbled off the sides of the bed and onto the floor. They scrambled to get away from the zombie, running in different directions from one another. This zombie looked like a woman, maybe in her fifties (but who could tell, she's dead!) and she crawled down from her perch and crookedly staggered its way in Paige's direction. She cried to 2D as she tripped backwards and away from the zombie.

"2D! Do something!" And he did, but nothing came from it. A pillow went flying across the room, missing the zombie entirely. Paige was now praying and muttering to her self, "I'm gonna die! Please, God. Jesus. Anyone! I don't wanna die like this. I wanted to die in my sleep as an old hag. We all ready went over this, Jesus!" And as the Zombie closed in, an object finally made contact with it and it whipped its head around with a sick cracking sound. Now it slowly turned around and made its way towards the new attraction, being 2D. Paige could now get herself off the floor and they both ran for the door. It was locked. Not only had 2D made a barrier for zombies to get in the room, he had also made an enclosure to keep them inside. They franticly unlocked the door and ran as fast as they could to the car park, screaming their heads of the entire time.

They ran to the Winnebago, banging their fists on the door franticly and yelling for Murdoc to open the door. When he did, they came into the vehicle like air into a freshly opened can of beer. They cowered on the floor, grabbing at each other and gasping for air as they were out of breath. Murdoc just stood at the door for a second, taking in the sudden rush and finally closed it. Walking over to the two "wackos" in his opinion, he sat down and watched them gasp for air. 2D was lying on his back, Paige was hunched over on the ground with her forehead resting on the floor and they held each other's arms and wrists tightly not even thinking of letting go.

"Soooo. Wot 'appened this time?"

Murdoc's questioned wasn't answered right away on account that the two were still having trouble breathing but as they regained some air in their lungs they both began to scream about the zombie simultaneously. They stopped simultaneously and Murdoc just looked at them wide eyed.

"Alright. I think you said there wos a zombie, right?"

"Yes!" They replied at the same time. Murdoc stood up and grumbled.

"Will you stop yelling, you little fucks!? And stop talking at the same time; its creeping me out."

A wrapping came from the door and moans could be heard as well. Paige shot up and ran to the bedroom side of the Winnebago, hiding underneath Murdoc's sheets.

"It's back to get me!" she cried from the bed. 2D also stood up and slowly walked backwards away from the door. Murdoc watched 2D as he did this.

"I thought you liked the zombies, you little nerd."

"I don' like when they try an' eat me. Jus' in the movies I like 'em." He replied as he continued to inch away. Murdoc reached into a cabinet and pulled out a gun, cocking it and prepared to shoot. Paige breathed heavily from under the sheet and was shocked when she saw 2D next to her in the darkness.

"When did you get under here?"

"I don't know. But I'm scared."

"Me too." And they held onto each other and the blanket as if that by doing so it would be protection from a zombie or a hurricane. Murdoc walked to the door as the zombie continued to scratch at it from the outside. Paige called from under the bed sheets.

"Murdoc, make it go away."

"I thought you didn't like to kill zombies?"

"But its dead already so do it."

"So now you don't care 'bout 'em anymore?"

"No, Murdoc. I…"

"You're very hypocritical …"

"Murdoc?"

"Wot?"

"Just kill the fucking zombie before I take the fucking gun and shot it in the head myself!"

Murdoc was taken back by her sudden outburst and 2D's ears and head were now acing. "I want my pain killers." He thought as he held onto Paige under the blanket. Murdoc opened the door and shot the zombie square in the forehead. At the sound of the gunshot, both Paige and 2D tightened their grip and gave a jump and shriek of surprise. The creature flew back and onto the car park pavement. Murdoc blew the smoke off the tip of the pistol and walked over to place it back in its cabinet.

"The deed's been done. Now get your arses out from my bed!"

They complied but as Paige was halfway off the bed, Murdoc called out a, "Wait!" and Paige did what she was told.

"Keep your arse in the bed. Harharhar!"

Paige just shook her head and walked out to where 2D and Murdoc were standing. Paige could now see the zombie and its "blown-to-shit" head sprawled across the cement floor. It was one of those things where you know you shouldn't look because it is violent or gross or whatever else it could be but you just can't look away. That was how Paige was right then. While she stared at the officially dead dead body, Murdoc gave 2D a look that told him to leave and 2D didn't think twice about denying what he was told to do. Now Paige and Murdoc were alone in the Winnebago… again… and you can only guess what was on Murdoc's mind (I don't even have to write this story! We all know what Murdoc is thinking half the time! I mean, we got a 50/50 chance of sex or booze.) Murdoc put his arms around Paige and cooed into her ear.

"Everything's done now. It's just me an' you an' no one to stop us from doin' wot you really have in mind. I can feel your 'eart beatin' faster, I can feel the way you jus' stroked your 'ands down my back and I can surely see it in your eyes." Murdoc pulled Paige closer by her thin waist, bringer her hips to his. Her face was red, her mind was battling, but her body wasn't resisting.

"Now, luv, this is wot you truly wanted. A piece of Murdoc, and don't worry because I'll give willingly and I'll give it real good." Their faces were closing in. Closer… closer… closer… STOP! Murdoc opened his mouth for the last time.

"Tha's right, my little koala. Do it."

Officially ended right there! Paige pulled away and started ranting and yelling at Murdoc.

"How dare you take advantage of me, my emotions, or my body!? And don't even think about calling me a koala ever again because the next time you do your getting a punch to the gut!" Murdoc squinted his eyes and made a hissing sound by quickly sucking in the air between his teeth and his tongue as if something was hot.

"Tss. Ohh, I can't wait for tha'." He replied sarcastically and Paige made her way out of the Winnebago, almost screamed at the zombie but remembered that it was down for the count, and stomped out of the care park. Paige's mind was more confused and mixed up than it had been before. "How does this keep happening?" she mumbled to herself as she proceeded to 2D's room. When she walked in, no explanation was necessary and they went back to bed with the scythe near by.

Hey, This is FIM as you might know. The author of "Ants on Life Support". I just wanted to say thanks for anyone who is reading this but I'm also going to ask you a favor. Can I get at least 2 or 3 comments on the story before i post the next chapter? I don't care if it is a critique or a compliment but I'm only asking for 2 or 3. I'm not saying i wont post the next chapter, but a lack of c&c might cause the next chapter to be pushed back. This is an experiment to see if people are actually reading to story, and if they are, do they enjoy it. Peace!

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