Alive
That was the only word Noodle managed to translate, it was the only word she needed to hear.
"Toochi...alive?" She asked, making sure she had translated correctly.
Yes
That was the other word she needed to hear.
"The dullard's alive? Great! Well, I'm out." Murdoc said, heading for the exit.
"What the fuck's wrong withchu, man, your friend almost dies, and you leave him!?" Russel snapped.
"He's the one who tried to off himself!" Murdoc argued again. While that went on, Noodle inched more toward the doctor.
"I...I see...Toochi?" She asked slowly, trying to form a sentence. The docotor bit his lip. As much as he wanted to say 'no', Noodle had a hopeful look on her face, making that responce impossible.
"Yes, yes you may." The docotor slowly said, leading the girl to the frontman's room.
Noodle slowly walked in, and approached the bed. She almost screamed when she saw her best friend.
The mask on 2D's face made it obvious that he wasn't breathing well on his own. He had a few IVs in his arms, and was hooked up to a monitor. He was ghostly pale, and looked so fragile.
Noodle held her breath as she approached the bed. It took everything in her to not fall to the ground and cry. She pulled up a chair and sat beside his bed.
"Toochi..." She said softly. The boy didn't move.
Noodle had gotten pretty wrapped up in her thoughts, but one thing brought her out of them quickly.
A clap of thunder.
There was a storm approaching quickly.