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2D's converse slapped the ground as he speed walked away from the Jeep. Hot tears rained from his bottomless eyes. He was still wearing his hat and sunglasses so nobody recognized him. He tried his best to convince himself that this was for the best, that Murdoc was just bringing him down. His pace slowed until he was walking at an average speed. His mind was packed to capacity, he couldn't think strait. He walked until he found himself in front of a liquor store. Without hesitation he made his way inside. His brain was begin to throb from all the thinking and he needed the numbing magic of alcohol. After claiming a bottle of Havana Club he proceeded to checkout, nobody paid him any mind as he walked to the counter.

"10.55 pounds sir." said the large man stationed behind the counter. His name tag read Ryan. 2D paid for his poison and exited. He wished he has a car he could take refuge in, there was no way he was going back to Kong right now. He found shelter under a tree in a near by park. People passing by would probably mistake him for an alcoholic hobo, but he didn't care. After planting himself in the grass he pried the lid off his rum and took a long satisfying chug. He removed his lips from the bottle with a soft 'pop.' why was this so hard? Why couldn't Murdoc just want kids like 2D did? He took another gulp that burned the whole way down. His brain was beginning to go fuzzy. Good. He embraced the feeling. He took in swallow after swallow as if he were drinking tea. When he pulled the bottle back from his mouth it was already a quarter of the way gone. Damn, he needed to get some more. After gulping down the last of his drink, he unsteadily climbed to his feet and made his way back to the liquor store he left not an hour ago. The bells that rested on top of the door rung when he entered. He stumbled his way down the rows of various bottles grabbing at them randomly. When he had about five bottles of god knows what pilled in his arms. He wobbled over to check out. Ryan gave him a strange look.

"Sir, we do not serve people who are intoxicated." he said in a monotone voice.

"Gooood, cause that would be bad if you did." 2D said with a laugh. The man gave an annoyed sigh.

"You have to leave now, this I'm not joking." he said sternly, a frown imbedded deep into his face.

"O-ok after I get my drinks."

"Get out of my fucking store before I call the cops." 2D was getting impatient, he grabbed the closest bottle he could find and ran from the building. It was a wonder how he didn't fall flat on his face. He only made it about ten feet before Ryan had him pinned to the hard cement. The bottle of rum shattered when it made contact with the ground, sending glass and alcohol in every direction. Cuts were formed all over 2D's body, he screamed when his fresh wounds met the alcohol. 2D struggled the best he could under the weight of the heavy set man. He was flinging his head and body wildly around, causing his sunglasses to come flying from his face.

"Get off me fat ass!" he screamed. Tears of pain and frustration spilt from his black eyes. The man on top of him gasped when he saw 2D's eyes. He grabbed the hat that rested on top of 2D's head and gave it a tough yank. The singers wild blue locks were reviled to the world. He went completely still on 2D's back, but the singer never stopped moving. He was digging more and more glass into his own skin. Ryan moved off of 2D's body. The singers body went limp, he was breathing heavily.

"2D? Singer form Gorillaz 2D?" ask the astonished store owner. He reached both of his hands out in an attempt to pick up the heavily intoxicated man. 2D didn't resist when the man lifted him up into his arms. By now there was a large group of people watching 2D get carried off by a strange man. Ryan brought 2D back to his shop and sat him down in a chair that rested behind the counter. The pulled his cell phone out and called for the police. When he was told that the cops were on their way he turned his attention back to the bleeding half conscious man that rested in his chair.

"Are you ok man?" he asked unsure if he would get an answer or not.

"It burns." 2D mumbled as tears continued to stroll down his red cheeks. With a sigh Ryan moved to find a pair of tweezers and some band aids. After he gathered the needed materials he carefully began pulling shards of glass from the singers face and arms. 2D wiggled and yelped under his touch. His drunkenness did little to help sooth the stinging pain.

"If you don't mind me asking, what the fuck are you doing robbing a liquor store?"

"I was out of rum. You wouldn't give me anymore. What else was I suppose to do?" said 2D with a cold voice. Before the other man could reply red and blue light flashed outside of the store.

"Listen I won't call the cops, but you have to promise not to do stupid shit like this anymore."

"Why do you *hiccup* care what I do?" 2D asked.

"I got a son that thinks you're some type of god. He swears he ganna marry you some day." Ryan said with a slight laugh. 2D felt uncomfortable. Ryan cleared his throat.

"If my son saw you on the news getting shoved into the back of a cop car, there is no doubt in my mind that he would go out and do something stupid just to be like you."

"…oh." 2D said, to drunk to be flattered. All he wanted right now was to be buried under a pile of blankets, in his bed. Or better yet, with Murdoc. But that wasn't a possibility anymore. Ryan sighed.

"Do you have a ride man?" he asked.

"I… I can walk. *hiccup*"

"Nope, I'm not letting you get arrested for public intoxication." he said, as he got up and moved to the 'open' sign that rested on the window ledge. He flipped it so it read 'closed ' to every one passing by.

"Lets go." Ryan said as he helped an unstable 2D to his feet.

"Re-really I'm fineeee." he said before he passed out in Ryan's arms. Ryan gave an annoyed groan. He half carried half dragged the sleeping mad out of the building. The doors of his Toyota Yaris unlocked with a soft 'click.'

"Ok, up you go." he said as he lifted 2D into the passenger seat.

"No Mud of course I didn't mean it." 2D sleep talked. Ryan stared at him for a moment, wondering what the heck 2D was talking about. It was none of his business so he just shrugged it off and moved to the drivers seat. He already knew Kong's address, since his son insisted on mailing a fan letter there every week. About half way though the drive 2D started to stir. Suddenly his eyes snapped open.

"I don't feel very good." he said weakly as he desperately searched around the car for something to deposit the contents of his stomach in.

"Shit I thought this wouldn't happen until you got home." Ryan said as he quickly pulled over to the side of the road. 2D didn't even wait for the car to come to a complete stop. He flung the door open, and hunched over. Noise that should never come from a human were leaving 2D's mouth as everything in his stomach split into the grass below. After a two minuet coughing fit and attempting to spit the taste out of his mouth, he pulled himself back into the car.

"Better?" asked Ryan. 2D did nothing in reply but lean his head against the window and close his eyes. With a sigh Ryan took off down the road once again. They arrived at the infamous Kong about ten minuets later. He parked at the top of the hill, right in front of the main entrance.

"Th-thanks mate." 2D said as he climbed down from the car. As soon as his feet hit the ground his legs became jelly and he crumpled. Ryan rolled his eyes, before getting out and lifting 2D in his arms.

"Okay not where do I go?" he asked 2D.

"That way." 2D pointed in the direction of the car park.

"Stopppp. Don't let 'im see youuu." 2D whispered when Murdoc's Winnebago came in sight. Ryan didn't know what to say so he just kept walking in the direction of 2D's room. He stopped when a harsh voice called for him.

"Oy, who the fuck are you and what are you doing with 2D?!" screamed Murdoc as he speed walked towards the two.

"Err, I was just helping him to his room." Murdoc noticed the bandages coving 2D's face and arms.

"What the fuck did you do to him!" raged a very angry Murdoc. Ryan was getting nervous, he had heard stories of the bassist going crazy and half killing random guys that even looked at 2D for to long. There was no doubt that Ryan could take the bassist if it was just a fist fight, but Murdoc was borderline crazy. There was no telling what kind of weapons he had tucked away under his shirt.

"Hey man this was all a big accident." Ryan said while slowly backing away.

"Hey Mudsss This is my new fri-friend! Wh-what's your name love?" 2D asked

"…Ryan."

"His name is Bryan!" 2D stated. He began to hiccup heavily. His hiccups soon turned into gags. His gags turned into dry heaves, he managed to slip from Ryan's grasp and was kneeling on the ground spilling everything that was left in his stomach onto the cold cement. Murdoc finally reached the two men and went strait to Ryan.

"Look what you've done to him. I hope you're ready to die mate." Murdoc seethed.

"St-stop Murdoc *gags* leave him alone." said 2D from his resting place on the ground. Murdoc picked him 2D up bridal style.

"I better never see your face here or around him again. If you do I will be sure to find your sorry ass and kill you." Murdoc said before delivering a sharp kick to Ryan's shins. Ryan bent forward and grabbed at his injured leg. He said nothing as he hobbled back to his car.

"Bye Myran!" 2D called after him. Ryan didn't reply.

Murdoc carried 2D into his room and placed him down on his bed. The ventured into the younger boy's bathroom and brought a small trash can just incase 2D needed to vomit again. He pulled the covers up to 2D's chin and placed a light kiss to his forehead even though he knew he shouldn't. 2D was already passed out in his bed, but as Murdoc was leaving the room he could have sworn he heard

"Thank you Murdoc."

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