Appendicitis was a common thing that always ended in surgery. Surgery usually began with a patient who had never had surgery before. A patient usually started as a child. WHY DID THE PATIENT HAVE TO BE NOODLE!?

It all started with a small tummy ache, but of course, this is Gorillaz, nothing that small ever wound up being that simple!

"Russel-san..." Noodle approached the large man, who was busy looking for one of his drumsticks. When he heard the small voice, he put his search on hold.

"What's up, babygirl?"

"Hurt." Noodle reached her arms up so he could pick her up.

"You're hurt?"

"Hai!"

This was a completely random thought, but Russel seriously hoped she scraped her knee or something like that and wasn't hurt in the way he was thinking.

"Where you hurt at?" Russel just had to ask that deadly question.

"Here." Noodle pointed to her middle. The drummer cringed but quickly realized where she was pointing.

"Oh, you have a stomach ache?"

"Hai!"

"Oh, well are you hungry?"

"No, Mur'oc make Noodle big samich." The girl held out her arms to show just how big the sandwhich was.

"Oh, well you probably just ate too much or something, maybe 2D has something to make you feel better." The man suggested, carrying the child to the singer's room.

"I ain't a pharmacy, Russ." 2D began sifting through his box of pills.

"Yeah, well you're close enough." Russel folded his arms. 2D glared and tossed a bottle of low dose asprins to the drummer.

"Gi'e 'er two every fou' 'ours an' if she in't betteh by tomorrow, call me ba'."

"Thanks, 'D." Russel gave the pills to the child.

"Anythin' for Noods."

The next day was much worse than the first. Noodle woke up and threw up all over her bed. By the time Russel got to her room, she was as pale as a ghost.

"Sweet Satan, wha's all th-OH MY GOD THAT I DON'T BELIEVE IN!" Murdoc exclaimed, quickly getting over his hangover when he saw the girl.

"Wha's goin' on," 2D saw the vomit and the pale girl in front of him, "I seen t'is before, 'he's possessed, we mus' perfo'm an exercisim before she eats Murdoc."

Everyone stared at 2D, well, except for Noodle, who was busy throwing up again.

"Wait, 'D, isn't yer mum a nurse?" Murdoc quickly remembered.

"Yes, why?"

"CALL HER!" Russel exclaimed, taking Noodle into his arms. 2D jumped and fumbled for his phone. He punched in the number and waited intensely.

"Hello?"

"MUM, NOODLE IS POSSESED!"

"Damn it, Faceache!"

"Ow, tha' 'urt!"

"It was supposed ta!"

Among the arguing, Russel managed to get a hold of 2D's phone.

"Hey, Rach."

"Oh hi, Russel, what' can I do fer ya boys?"

"It seems Noodle is sick."

"Sick?"

"Yeah, she had a stomach ache yesterday and now she's warm and throwing up."

There was a pause, and much to everyone's surprize, 2D grabbed the phone back.

"OR I'S 'ER APPENDIX!"

"Yes! Stuart is pro'ly right, you should take 'er ta the hospital." Rachel said.

"Wait, 2D is right?" Russel was dumbfounded.

"I know, I know, bu' if 'e is, the situation could be quite serious."

"Oh great, thanks, Rach." Russel hung up the phone, wrapped Noodle in a blanket and headed out to geep with Murdoc and 2D close behind.

"Does it hurt here?" The doctor asked, poking Noodle's side for the fifth time.

"Hai!" The girl was practically in tears from the pain, she buried her face in Russel's arms, hoping the pain would go away.

"I see, I see, now, does-"

"DAMN IT, MAN, SHE'S IN PAIN!" Russel finally shouted out.

"Mr. Hobbs, who is the doctor here?" The doctor folded his arms.

"Mr. Docotor, 'ho's about ta ge' Judo kicked (1) in the arse?" 2D commented to Murdoc, who actually smirked a bit.

"Nice one, Faceache."

The comment made Noodle giggle a little, but the giggle was soon replaced with a groan.

"Yup, it's defiantly her appendix." The doctor finally stated.

"No duh." Russel growled. The doctor shot him a dirty look.

"She'll need surgery."

When this comment was made, all three froze up instantly. Noodle looked quite frightened now.

"Soo-ger-ey?" She said slowly, making sure she heard that right.

"Yes."

"Hai?" Noodle gave the doctor a curious look.

"Yup, it's where we knock you out, cut you open with a knife, and-"

Noodle began panicking, "Cut!? Knife!?" She leapt from Russel's arms and tried to run, but the pain along with her blue haired friend stopped her.

"Noods, i's gonna be okay." 2D rubbed her back a little and pulled her into a hug.

"No soo-ger-ey!" Noodle cried into his shoulder.

"Bu' it'll ma'e ya feel betteh."

"Cut hurt though."

"No i' won'. They put you ta sleep, luv."

"Like they do cats?"

"No, luv, not loike tha' a' all, and whe' i's oveh, you'll 'ave a real cool scar." 2D grinned, revealing the gap in his smile.

"Scars like you?" Noodle pointed to a few exposed scars on 2D's arms.

"Kinda." 2D really had no answer for her, but she seemed alright with it. Half an hour later, Noodle was all ready for surgery. When she began to be wheeled away from her boys, she became nervous all over again.

"No go!" She called out to the boys.

"We'll be right here, Noodle." Russel promised her. This didn't settle her one bit, until...

"Rachel?" Noodle looked over at one of the nurses in the operating room.

"Hello, Miss Noodle." Rachel patted the girl's head.

"Rachel, what w'ong wiff me?"

"You have appendicitis."

"Hai?"

"You're appendix isn't good anymore, but we'll fix you, okay?"

"Hai!"

"Great."

The next moment, Noodle didn't remember at all, the doctor told her to close her eyes and count backwards from one hundred. She only got to ninety-nine (she couldn't count well in the first place) and the next moment, she opened her eyes. She was in a hospital room surrounded by her boys.

"It over?"

"Yup, ya di' great, luv." 2D smiled and ruffled her hair.

"See, that wasn't so bad." Russel rubbed the girl's tiny hand.

"Russ...this bill is gonna be enormous." Murdoc reminded the drummer.

"Yup...I know..."

2D sighed and stared at the ceiling.

"Ya know, we di'n't 'ide anywhere this time."

"Oh yeah, we didn't..." Murdoc remembered.

"Wanna go hide in a broom closet or something?" Russel suggested.

And with that, all three men hid in the nearest broom closet, just trying to get back in to the swing of things.

They survived this mess, what else could they take on?

(1)= my teacher is a brown belt, so the one day a student was misbehaving and we were like "Senorita, you should Judo kick him in the throat!" XD good times from spanish class.