A/N: Howdy, I decided to update because I have to work tomorrow, and a lot of you guys seemed to like it, and I had time now, so I was like 'Why not?' I might update again tomorrow, anyway, Enjoy :D
"Toochi!" Noodle kept calling, tears begining to sting her eyes.
"Not now, babygirl, 2D needs to sleep, and so do you." Russel told her, carrying her to her room.
"No! I see Toochi!" She exclaimed, pounding on the man's back.
"No, Noodle, its bed time." Russel said, laying the little girl in bed. He knew Noodle would try to leave the room if he left, so Russell laid down next to her.
"Toochi!" Noodle continued to cry.
Meanwhile:
"Noods!" 2D called after the little girl, trying to get out of his room, but his mother blocked the door.
"You aren't leaving!" Rachel shouted.
"Mom, come on, let me go!" The boy demanded.
"AFTER THAT STUNT YOU PULLED!? GET YOUR ASS BACK IN BED!" She screamed. Just then, David walked in.
"Dad, tell mom she's being unreasonable!" 2D whined. Knowing better, David sided with his wife.
"Stu, go to bed, you too, Rach." David kissed Rachel's head.
"But what about-." Rachel began.
"I'll watch Stuart, don't worry about it."
With that, Rachel left the room, leaving 2D and David alone.
"Can I leave?" 2D asked.
"Better not, sorry." David said, pulling up a chair. It wasn't long until the older man had fallen asleep.
It would have been the perfecting time to leave, but 2D knew better. Getting Rachel mad was, well, suicide. Sighing heavily, the singer fell back on his bed, when he suddenly got an idea.
Back in Noodle's room:
Russel had fallen asleep, and Noodle would have left, had Russel not fallen asleep with an arm around her. Sighing, the girl lay her head back, and tried falling asleep. Something stopped her though. A noise. No, wait, not a noise, a voice, but from where? The vent! Whose voice was it though? What were they saying?
Listening carefully, Noodle discovered that the voice wasn't talking, rather, it was singing.
"Windmill, Windmill, for the land, turn forever, hand in hand, take it all in on your stride, it is sticking, falling down. Love forever, love is free, let's turn forever, you and me. Windmill, Windmill for the land, is everybody in?"
Noodle's eyes filled with tears, she knew that voice.
It was 2D.
In 2D's room:
There was 2D, standing on his bed, leaning next to the vent. If he knew anything, the vent system of Kong was connected throughout the entire house. As he sang, he wondered if Noodle was able to hear him. A soft voice whispering 'Good night, Toochi.' told him something.
His plan had worked.
"Good night, Noodle."