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It was a week later, and momentarily Murdoc was amusing himself by throwing empty beer cans against Cyborg Noodle's head, causing her to twitch and produce a buzzing sound from time to time. He groaned. To be honest, he was fucking bored. It was twelve o'clock in the night, faceache and Russel were out, Noodle was in bed. He hadn't been in the mood to go out, which he now sorely regretted.
"Cyborg, go and get me more beer," he then said lazily.
Cyborg threw him a stony look and marched over to the mini fridge, taking out a can and raised her arm-
"Don't throw it!" Murdoc snarled hastily, and the robot handed it to him wordlessly.
As Murdoc opened his can and began slurping it, he noticed Cyborg still standing motionlessly by his bed, staring at him intently. It was making him nervous.
"Sod off! Go and charge," Murdoc snapped.
The robot obediently went to the small closet, stuck a few wires into open holes all over her arms, legs and back, and her eyes went blank as the battery started reloading.
Murdoc let out a huge sigh and examined Cyborg Noodle's body, thinking of how surprised he had been by the result when he'd just finished making her.
He had to admit to himself, even though it disgusted him, that before he and 2D had started playing around at Plastic Beach, he had thought of using Cyborg as an alternative to actual women. The only problem was that it looked exactly like Noodle, and he would never, ever in a million years have such thoughts about the guitar player. He shuddered.
He had been disgusted by himself for even considering it, and had trouble with looking 2D in the eye afterward, let alone Noodle, later on.
Noodle was like a little sister to him, albeit a scary, intimidating, aggressive, protective one.. Murdoc chuckled slightly. He couldn't have imagined her any different, nor would he have wanted her to be so.
Speaking of which, he was hearing footsteps down the stairs.
Maybe she was getting up for a midnight snack or something, he figured. He was bored and feeling rather hungry, so he decided to go and join her. Getting up, he opened his door and was about to go down the stairs when he heard voices talking. Female voices, along with Russel and 2D.
He froze, but then he realized both of the girls were probably with Russel. As if 2D could ever get a bird, he thought, snickering.
He wasn't really in the mood to go and meet the broads, so he locked himself back into his room, deciding to go out when everyone had left.
When it was finally quiet, he went down to the kitchen and started looking for something to eat. He had finally whipped up some kind of sandwich and was just starting to eat it, when he heard commotion in the bathroom. Murdoc glanced up, listening to the crashing and banging noises, deciding they weren't from someone's violent bowels.
Curiously and mildly irritated, he put his sandwich down and stomped off to the bathroom, finding it unlocked.
"Noodle?" he called tentatively, just to be sure he wasn't making the mistake of his life. When he didn't hear a reply, he decided to risk it and opened the door.
To his surprise, a flushed and drunk looking 2D was standing there, opening cupboards and drawers, throwing things out as he was apparently searching for something.
"What the fuck are you doing, faceache?" Murdoc asked, bewildered.
2D rounded on Murdoc. "Muds! You haven't got any condoms on you, have you?" he asked.
Murdoc blinked at 2D.
"What d'you need them for?" he asked, his mind failing to connect the dots.
2D frowned at him.
"You.. you've got a bird here with you?" Murdoc asked slowly, anger filling his mind.
"Um, yeah?" 2D said. "Have you got a condom on you? Mine are all finished and I though I had left some in the bathroom but-"
He paused, digging into his pockets. "Hey! Never mind, I already found one," he giggled, making to leave the bathroom.
2D was stopped by Murdoc's hand against his neck.
"Murdoc? What are you doing? Let me go," 2D said breathlessly, still giggling a bit until Murdoc grasped his neck tightly and pushed his head back against the wall roughly.
"Murdoc, let go of me!" 2D said more louder as he realized the seriousness of the situation.
"Who the fuck said you could bring birds into this house and fuck them?" Murdoc spat, his face inches away from 2D's.
"What's wrong with that? We both used to do it all the time in Kong, you more than me," 2D said indignantly.
Murdoc glared at 2D, quickly searching for a valid reason in his brain. Unfortunately, he couldn't think of one. He squeezed his hand closer around 2D's neck, causing the singer to turn red and start choking.
"I didn't say you could start fucking around. This is my band, and the band members belong to me, and you don't do anything without my permission, you hear me?" Murdoc snarled.
"Oh really? We all belong to you, do we Murdoc?" a cold voice came from behind him.
He froze, and slowly turned around, plastering a big smile on his lips.
"Of course not, Noods. Why would you think that?" he said nervously.
"Oh, for crying out loud. Let 2D go," she said, rolling her eyes.
Murdoc glared at 2D, digging his nails into the singer's pale neck before letting him go.
2D quickly walked away.
"Fucking dick," he muttered, rubbing his neck, when he had past Noodle.
Murdoc tried to lunge for him, but Noodle quickly stepped in, stopping him.
"If you go anywhere near him, I will know. And you'll be sorry," Noodle warned, before walking away.
Murdoc growled, shaking with rage, but managed to make it to his room without breaking anything.
The rest of the night was spent trying to ignore the loud sounds coming from the rooms next to him.
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2D threw the piece of paper with the girl's number on it in the bin, along with the promise that he'd keep in touch. Fuck that, he just wanted some mindless shagging with no strings attached.
Now that he had finally ushered her out, he went to the kitchen for some breakfast.
When he entered the kitchen, everyone was already there, eating. Noodle and Russel were engaging in some conversation. 2D guessed Russel's girl had already left too, then.
He edged wearily around Murdoc, who was staring moodily at the table, not saying a word.
He sat as far away from him as possible.
"Good morning," he then said to the others.
Noodle and Russel greeted him as well. Murdoc didn't say a word, his gaze just turned darker.
"Wow, you had some rough girl last night, man," Russel chuckled bewilderingly, gesturing at his neck.
2D brought his hands to his neck, touching the tender skin, flinching.
"Those aren't hickeys," Noodle said darkly, glaring at Murdoc.
"What are they then?" Russel asked with a frown.
"Murdoc half strangled 2D last night," Noodle replied with a sour face.
"Wha.. again?" Russel exclaimed. "Muds, come on!"
"Oh, sod off, the lot of you! Stop acting like the dullard's fucking mother," Murdoc snapped.
"We have to, otherwise he wouldn't be alive for more than two seconds around you!" Noodle snapped.
"Well obviously, he would, because we spent fucking ages without your tender loving care!" Murdoc shot back.
"As if he got out of that in one piece. Look at all the fucking bruises and scratches he had!" Russel snapped.
2D's face turned scarlet. True, some of them were from beatings, but others were from rough nights together.
Murdoc glared at them. "It could have been worse."
"It could always be worse, Murdoc, until he falls into another coma and doesn't wake up this time!" Noodle said, exasperated as she put her plate in the sink.
"If only.." Murdoc said, rolling his eyes.
2D glanced up at him with a hurt look.
"He doesn't mean it, D," Russel assured him.
"Oh, but I do. I swear, one day he's going to piss me off so bad that I won't be able to control myself anymore and he'll be hooked up to tubes for the rest of his life – which won't be long."
Noodle turned around, crossing her arms. "And that's the day I lose control too, Murdoc," she hissed.
Murdoc flinched back, and Russel threw back his head and laughed. 2D didn't say anything, his thoughts drifting to last night.
It had been a pretty good shag, although it wasn't as good as he had expected it to be. He shrugged it off, though, deciding he would do better next time. Maybe even tonight. Except this time he'd make sure he'd know exactly where he'd left his condoms.
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