Yay, chapter 7!
I don't own Gorillaz. Song by M. Ward.
Chapter: Dead Man Don't Cry.
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Noodle's eyes fluttered, and, eventually, opened. She squinted. Daylight. Opening her eyes completely, the guitarist used her elbows to sit up, and a wave of vertigo hit her. "Agh! Kuso..." A slender hand touched her cheek, and she gasped. "2D-kun?" she said in disbelief. He nodded, showing her his missing teeth. "Doin' ok, Noodle?" he asked gently. Noodle nodded, managing to get in a sitting position. She felt cleaner. Touching her hair, she realised they must have cleaned her. Inspecting her body, she found new clothes, and her body was bandaged nicely. Russel must have done it.
2D touched her arm. "We thought you was a goner, Noods." he whispered. Noodle gave a half-hearted smile. Gentle music drifted into the truck, and she almost cried. The sound of a guitar. She missed it so much. The singer noticed this, and began to sing along with the voice.
"Dead man, dead man, don't cry.
Dead man, dead man, don't cry.
Don't cry,
When you die it ain't the end.
It ain't the end when you die."
Noodle's body swayed to the music. So beautiful it sounded. She hadn't heard music for so long. It was something thats eh neevr wanted to experiance again. Ever.
"Dead man, dead man, be brave.
Dead man, dead man, be brave.
Be brave.
You shall be saved, by and by.
By and by, you shall be saved.
Dead man, dead man, believe,
Dead man, dead man, believe.
Believe.
You're a free man at last.
At last, dead man, you are free.
Dead man, dead man, don't cry.
Dead man, dead man, don't cry.
Don't cry.
When you die it ain't the end.
It ain't the end when you die."
Russel poked his head in the window. Tears almost came to his eyes. Noodle was wearing the kimono, and she was latched onto the poor singer, sobbing her eyes out onto his shoulder. 2D looked helpless, and on the brink of tears himself. The music ended, leaving a sad feeling in the air. The drummer went back to Murdoc, who was a little ways away, smoking a fag. "Hey." he muttered, taking a drag. Russel glanced at the radio, his eyebrows meeting in a look of confusion. "I didn't know you liked that kind of music." The bassist gave him a glance out of the corner of his eye. "I don't; Noodle does."
The drummer's face lit up, and he sat next to Murdoc. "So, when we leavin'?" he asked, taking a his special Cuban cigars. He clamped the stogy in his teeth, lighting it. The bassist shrugged. "Soon. After we eat, I guess." Russel perked up at the thought of food. "I'll get on that." he said, hefting himself off the rock. Heading towards the truck, he smiled. Noodle was fast asleep in 2D's arms, and he was gently stoking her head, whispering a lullaby. It melted his heart. "Welcome back, Noodle." the drummer murmered, taking out the pans and food they had packed. It was Twinkies,eggs and bicuits. The food of champions.
A/N: I got tired of writing adventure shit, so hear is a sweet little filler chapter. It's not over yet, my darlings, but have fun with the cute for now. The song is "Dead Man" by M. Ward.