"Russell-san!" Noodle called from her bedroom.
"Wha's up, babygirl?" He called back.
"Come, come!" She replied. Russell sighed and dragged himself off of the couch.
"Wha's wrong, Noods?" The man said as he stepped into the ten-year-old's room.
"Russell-san, hole, see." The child proceeded to point down. Russell went slack-jawed.
"Um, Noodle, what are you pointing at?" He almost began to sweat when the girl lifted her tiny foot.
"Hole, shoe, see?" She said pointing at her shoe, and wiggling her visible toe. Sure enough, there was a hole in her shoe, a pretty sizable one actually.
"Oh, you need new shoes, great...'D, GET YOU ASS IN HE'E!" Russell hollered to his partner-in-crime.
2D stumbled into the room, looking extremely tired.
"Wha? I jus' woke up from a nap." He whined.
"Noods needs new shoes." Russell answered.
"So?"
"So? Well, you're the only one of us whose been around girls long enough to know what they're like."
"Tha' makes nuh damn sense." 2D protested.
"Neitha' does yo' face."
"Well, ya go' meh there, but it doe'n't matta', buyin' her shoes can't be tha' hard, righ'?" The singer asked.
"Well, that's just it, I dunno, man."
"Shoul' we call me mum?" 2D finally asked something that made sense.
"Yes...Yes we should."
later that day:
Noodle ran around the mall, happily sporting her brand new shoes.
"You men are so thick, ya know!" Rachel snapped, "Couldn't even buy a girl a damn pair o' shoes! Raisin' a girl ain't that hard!"
Russell and 2D just sighed heavily. They had no idea what they were doing.
A/N: Russell and 2D, taking the easy way out since 1998 XD. Silly boys. THANKS FOR READING!