Murdoc:...Swear to God, you put and 2-dents togther and I'm gonna...
Me:Whoa, whoa, whoa, calm down Muds, jeez.
2-D:Let's just read teh story.
Murdoc:Whatever.
Plastic Beach:Phase 4
"Oy Cyborg! Bring me more rum!" Murdoc yelled. He lay lazily on his bed, surrounded by junk in his lair. Since the reunion with Russel and Noodle, Murdoc had constructed two new rooms for them to sleep in, one right below Murdoc's room, for Russel, and the highest room on Plastic Beach, belonged to Noodle, because she wanted a view of the ocean. For the first few weeks, Russel had to sleep on the couch, while Noodle and 2-D shared a room.
Cyborg entered the room, a bottle of rum in her hand, and handed it to Murdoc, who immediatly opened and begin to chug on the bottle. Cyborg sat down next to him, smiling.
"Master, your rum supply is low." She said. He choked on a bit of rum, then looked up furiously.
"What? How much is left?" He coughed.
"About 3 more bottles."
"Shit, hang on a sec, luv. Gotta make a call." He said as he pulled out a small cell phone.
"Of course master." She said in a voice that was like ringing bells, a voice he didn't deserve. She was in love with him, and, sick as it was, his feelings were almost the same, if he were capable of using the word. He began to dial a number, when he recieved another call.
"Fuck." He muttered, answering. "Who the hell is this?"
"Oh my, God. It worked!" the voice on the other end said with excitement. "Um, hi Murdoc, I'm Ashley, and we're like your biggest fans, and..."
"How the hell did you get this number?" He hung up and dialed the number, an anxious voice answered.
"I'm at the lift, the lift boss! Hello?" The chinese man answered.
"Yeah, yeah, hey! I need more rum, by tomorrow." Murdoc said flatly.
"Of course sir! On my way!" He hung up and groaned, rubbing the back of his neck, his headn hurt from all the alcohol. Cyborg kissed his cheek.
"Master? Can I ask you something?" He groaned again, laying down.
"Alright, but make it quick!" He said, annoyed.
"Does Noodle still hate me?" She looked down at her robotic feet as she spoke. He nearly growled.
"Why are yew asking me this shit?" He said in a shout. She looked down sadly, feeling mistreated. He noticed this. "Ah, I'm sorry, luv. I'm just a bit cranky. Now, why do you think Noodle hates you?
"Because ever since I returned, she stares at me all the time, with a look of...revulsion..." He growled and scooped her up, lifting her and setting her down on top of him, she smiled, but waited for an answer. He sighed.
"Ah, it's just a little weird for her, cause you look just like her. Don't think about it. Now, shut up and kiss me." She sighed quietly, then did as she was told.
Downstairs, 2-D sat on his bed, but he begun to hear moans from above. He groaned. "That wanker is crazy." He said to himself. He stood up, right as a whale swam by his window, he rolled his eyes. "I ain't 'fraid of yew anymore." He shut the curtains and went to the lift, calling it to Noodle's room. When it opened, he saw a door with purple piant and flowers and a sign that read 'Noodle's Room' he knocked lightly.
"Come in!" A female voice called, he stepped in, and closed the door, where a skinny girl with blue hair sat cross-legged, her attention focused on the t.v. above. He smiled, and so did she. "Oh, hello 2D-san. Wanna watch cartoons with me?" Noodle said, still focused on her program. He grinned.
She was 20 now, so she watched more adult programs, but there were still a few kid shows she liked. "Sure fing." He sat down next to her. "Wot are we watching?"
"Family Guy." He pushed her in the arm.
"That's not a cartoon, it's on Adult Swim!" She stuck her tongue out at him. He raised an eyebrow. "Oh really?" She used her fingers to stretch her mouth open, making another face. He laughed. "Alright, did yew wanna weatch your show, or were yeh just gonna make faces at me?" She smiled and hugged his waist.
"Let's watch, it's a new episode." He kissed her cheek and wrapped his arms around her waist, resting his chin on her shoulder.
"Anyfing for yew, luv." She smiled and continued to giggle at the program they watched.
A few days after Noodle returned, 2-D and her were swimming in the ocean while Murdoc and Russel had gone to a nearby island for more food. But she still wore the mask, even in the water, but he had grown so tired of seeing it, that he snatched it away and threw it into the water, letting it get soaked, she gasped, trying to cover her eyes in her bangs, that were now too short. Her emerald green eyes showed, as did a big scar that stretched around her right eye ibn the shape of an eagles wing. "2-D! My mask!" He sighed and put a hand on her shoulder, stopping her from retrieving the mask.
"But luv, yew been wearing it since yew got back, I just wanna see your face." She sighed too, and looked down, seeing her reflection in the water, a tear dropped from her face, he wiped it away. "Love," he said slowly "Yew are beautiful." He took her face in his hand, her eyes were closed, trying not to cry. He kissed her lips softly, her eyes whipping open, he smiled and leaned in again, she stared at his lips as they approached hers again. They kissed longer, and their feelings both finally became visible to each other.
They were in love, but Russel didn't like it, at first. He still didn't believe she was already grown up, but she never did wear her mask anymore, that made him happy.
Murdoc didn't care, he read 2-D's journal and knew all along, and before Noodle had disappeared, he had seen the way she looked at him, and so the whole thing didn't surprise him at all.
He hugged her waist tighter, sighing into her hair. "I love yew, Noods." Noodle smiled and turned away from her program, kissing his lips quickly.
"I love you too, 2D-san." He smiled again, brushing her bangs to the side as he kissed her again, longer this time.
Meanwhile, Russel was downstairs making lunch. He used paper plates for chips, sandwiches, and grabbed a few sodas out of the fridge. He dished up a sandwich for himself, filled the plate with chips, and put it on the table. He made a PB&J sandwich for Noodle, and set it down near his. He put a ham sandwich on 2-D's plate without thinking. "Lunch is ready!" he announced on the intercom, a device that allowed his voice to be heard throughout the whole house. He didn't get anything for Muds, he always let the picky eater get what he needed himself. He cussed when he saw the ham sandwich on 2-D's plate and replaced it with a sandwich likem Noodle's.
Murdoc stumbled into the kitchen, Cyborg supporting him so he would not fall. "Heh heh, Cyborrrrrrgggggg, you're greeeeeat." He said, as he tried to kiss her cheek, but he kissed her arm instead. Russel grinned.
"Drunk already, Muds?" Murdoc chuckled drunkly. Russel threw the ham sandwich at Murdoc's face, Murdoc begin eating it. Cyborg helped to seat Murdoc,l then stepped into the kitchen.
"A can of oil, please Russel-san." Russel shuddered at her voice.
"Uh, sure, here." He hand her a cup, she nodded and pieced the lid, sipping it like mit were soda. 2-D and Noodle came dowbn, hand-in-hand and sat down next to each other. After a minute, Russel finally sat down with them, eating hungrily at his own plate. Noodle stared uneasily at Cyborg, who leaned against the wall, the resemblence of herself made goosebumps on her arms. She didn't look so much like her now, but she looked like she would have if she were around when she was 17, and it bothered her that it slept with Murdoc. She shook her head and bit into her sandwich.
