Murdoc had casually entered the bathroom and noticed for the first time that the lights seemed brighter and the stale stench of urine was absent. Then he looked towards the last stall and saw that Teresa was in there, her back to the open stall door. He rolled his eyes and was about to leave but found himself struck with a sudden train of thought.

It had been months since Teresa was hired. Murdoc was annoyed that Teresa didn't seem to show any type of emotion and thought she was very boring. It was fun to make extra messes for her to clean at first but since she didn't react to it, it became tedious. He was struggling to find things to fuck up and had to come up with newer, bigger messes. That in itself became a chore.

It was then that he decided, on impulse, that it'd be pretty funny to startle her so he closed the door softly behind him. He tiptoed to the nearest stall and quietly put his feet up on the toilet as he silently stood there and waited. And then he noticed that she was scrubbing and talking at the same time...

"He's whatever, I tried working things out with him but it's not going anywhere..." Teresa said somewhat disinterestedly. Her scrubbing slowed down as though she was pausing to think.

"I mean, I went to see him when he called me but then he just rubbed the fact that he cheated on me in my face and then acted like he wasn't trying to," she continued, sounding mildly irritated. Murdoc was intrigued, he continued to listen.

"I just know, ok? If he was trying to fix things, then he'd just apologize without all the gory details and talk about how to fix it. I think he's trying to wind me up, he probably gets off on it."

The scrubbing started again with Teresa occasionally "aha-ing" and "okay-ing".

"See, I'm not that desperate to be with anyone, okay? Hell no, I'm giving up relationships here not getting laid..."

'I hadn't seen that coming,' he thought to himself, smirking silently. While the few times he'd seen Teresa around were brief, he always thought she looked so unassuming and young, and it annoyed him. She dressed so plainly and unflattering that she seemed to melt into the background. As far as he knew, she didn't really have a personality so the conversation he was hearing was getting more and more interesting.

"I would feel way too inadequate, ha ha... nah, nah, i don't think they care. I mean I mostly talk to Russell and Noodle, but 2D doesn't give me that vibe and the other one won't even look at me... I mean like, he doesn't seem interested, we kinda had a moment a while ago... Well, no, not all the way, it was just super awkward... it really was nothing, like i said, didn't go all the way or anything... I mean he's a sweet guy and I hang out with him every once in a while but it's awkward since I work here... I think we make good friends but not much else... Nah, he's not the type, believe me, i tried... Oh him? no, like i said, he won't talk to me unless it's to talk shit to me and he, like, has something against me because I came to work for them... Yeah, he's hardly here and when he is he's got some bimbo in tow... I really don't care that much, just as long as he stays out of my business hence why i would never try to talk to him like that... I mean I'm sure as a person he's cool or whatever but, like, we are not on those terms... I know, I think this is the first time I've felt like this, i'm not used to being completely ignored... hah hah hah i sound so conceited... i'd offer him the blowjob if i knew it'd change his mind about me..."

One of Murdoc's feet had abruptly slipped into the toilet and made a splash as he was sort of thrown aback at the last thing she had said. Teresa had apparently been unable to hear it through the large peals of laughter she and her friend were producing. He was beginning to feel impatient and wanted desperately to know what it was she was talking about. Just then, his phone received a text message and sounded an alert in his back pocket. There was an abrupt silence.

"SHIT, I think there's someone in here... fuck, look I gotta go..." Teresa said in barely a whisper. Murdoc heard something drop into the toilet with a light splash and a rustling, which he assumed was Teresa putting away the phone. He quickly hopped off the toilet and flushed it. He walked out just in time to see Teresa looking wide-eyed in his direction.

"How long have you been here?" Teresa asked, staring intently at Murdoc. This was the most emotion he had ever seen her convey and it was fantastic.

"So 2D, eh?" Murdoc asked with a smirk. Teresa went red and her jaw slacked open for a moment while she seemingly tried to choose her words carefully.

"Hmm?" she simply replied.

"You were talking about 2D on the phone..."

"No I wasn't..." Teresa said, making her best denial face.

"You know, I COULD tell Russell about this..." Murdoc said, smirk still intact. Teresa's face scrunched up in horror as she looked to Murdoc. He noticed that she had begun to pick violently at her left index finger's cuticle.

"Well then, tell him I guess..." she answered after a moment of tense silence. The calm returned to her face, she knew she'd been caught and there was no point in fighting it. She continued to pick at the hangnail on her finger, determined to pull it clean off.

"...Or, i could keep it a secret... for a price that is."

"Well, what do you want then?" Teresa asked, the picking stopped. She had a look of desperation on her face as though she was willing to do just about anything... just where Murdoc wanted her.

"I'll think up of something, in the meantime, I'll pretend like i didn't hear anything..." Murdoc said smugly.

Teresa looked upon Murdoc with a faint scowl that was beginning to become more and more pronounced. She saw that he was smiling and it angered her dearly.

"You know Mr. Niccalls," Teresa began, muscles around her jaw tensing as she struggled not to raise her voice, "I was willing to believe before that the only reason you were so rude to me was because Russell had forced you into this situation, but now I know it's because you're a COMPLETE JACKASS!"

Her shrill yell made Murdoc laugh out loud, especially since he'd gotten her to flip her lid, infinitely more satisfying than simply startling her.

"well dearie, I'll let that one slide but you're simply going to have to be more careful from now on..." Murdoc said condescendingly. It was then that he noticed she'd been picking the cuticle on her right ring finger.

There was a silence between the two as they both sized each other up. Teresa had a look of absolute disgust and rage and Murdoc couldn't help but continue to smirk at her. He thought she looked cute when she was angry, at least there was something to her. The protracted silence caused Teresa to continue picking at her finger until she finally started bleeding.

"You're bleeding you know..." Murdoc said, as Teresa looked down to her hands. She simply brought the bleeding finger to her mouth and sucked off the blood, still looking intently at Murdoc.

"Excuse me," she said tersely and then left the bathroom. Murdoc watched her leave the bathroom. He then noticed a little something on the floor where she'd been standing.

There was a little drop of blood.

"Crazy bitch..." he muttered, before he made his way back to his room. He couldn't help but wonder what she'd been up to with 2D. He also felt very conflicted about her now that she had a semblance of a personality. He'd forgotten she lived there, just down the hallway, ripe for the picking. He was definitely going to have to watch her more closely, the fact that 2D got to her first? He just couldn't believe it, he was definitely going to get to the bottom of this.

The next morning, Murdoc saw 2D eating his cereal at the table and decided to seize the opportunity.

"Good morning ol' chap, hows it going?" Murdoc called out loudly. 2D involuntarily flinched and looked up at Murdoc.

"Err... nothing?" 2D replied tentatively.

"How's your breakfast? Everything you were hoping for?" Murdoc asked, pulling up a chair and sitting in it backwards, resting his chin on his arms, which rested on the back of the chair.

"What's going on...?" 2D asked, completely ignoring his cereal now. He didn't like this chipper tone that Murdoc had. He felt as if he was in for a lot of pain.

"Alright, I'll cut to the chase, I heard that you've been messing with the hired help."

2D's face went white and he started looking around to make sure they were alone.

"WHO told you that?" He asked in a harsh whisper. It was more concern and fear than anger.

"I overheard Teresa mentioning it to her friend over the phone... care to elaborate for me?"

"I don't think I should, i promised to keep it a secret, i don't want to piss Teresa off, she's kind of scary..."

"What the fuck are you talking about?" Murdoc asked 2D, privately agreeing with him. He could see Teresa intimidating 2D with her unchecked temper but found it hard to believe that she could scare a 6 year old, much less a normal 30 year old man.

"Well, you've probably never actually spoken to her but I have, she's cool and all but she's pretty intense if you give her a reason, she's like a mini-Russell..."

"Oh come off it, she's 5'3'!"

"You're 5'10' and you scare the shit out of me... listen, i don't want trouble..."

"Alright, well if that's the case, I'm sure Russell will be more convincing than i will..." Murdoc said, pretending to get up from the chair.

"You can't tell Russell!" 2D exclaimed, then looked around before he continued in a whisper, "Look, I'll tell you but whatever you do, don't tell Russell and please don't tell Teresa..."

"Alright then, spill it..." Murdoc said with a smirk, helping himself to 2D's cereal.

"So it was maybe 2 months ago, we both came back from a show..."

"You guys went to a show?"

"Err, yeah, she comes out with me every once and a while to get out of the house..."

"I always see her here..." Murdoc said thoughtfully, trying to remember if he'd ever seen her dressed up to go out.

"Well, she tends to do this when you're not here, she thinks you'll make a big deal and get her fired..."

"Well, she's a smart one, so continue, you guys went to see a show and then?"

"...and we're pretty sloshed so i walk her to her room and... you know" 2D said, trailing off so as to try to get out of finishing his sentence. He was hoping Murdoc would put two and two together.

"And...?" Murdoc asked, eating the cereal he had just taken off 2D.

"She kissed me." 2D blushed, he felt as though he was testifying to some sort of crime.

"That's it?" Murdoc asked, feeling as though he had just wasted his time.

"Well, there's more but I really don't think..." 2D started, abruptly interrupted by Murdoc who was increasingly annoyed.

"Well, you don't think, do you dullard? You might as well spill it before I give you something to think about."

"She gave me a handjob and I fingered her." 2D blurted out.

Murdoc was genuinely surprised and was silent for a few moments while 2D shifted in his seat. He supposed it was the fact that this was what she had referred to as "nothing." It was kind of a turn-on in a way, the fact that Teresa seemed so casual about it all.

"So did you guys..." Murdoc started to ask, narrowing his eyes in disgust. 2D cut him off to explain.

"No, just that... it just felt so awkward since she's more of a friend. We finished and then laughed because it was so awkward, but we're only friends." 2D said, hoping to clarify the situation to Murdoc in order to stop him from telling Russell.

Murdoc was still flabbergasted and unsure of what to say. He got up from his seat and made to walk out of the kitchen. He stopped short of 2D and gave him a hard punch in the arm, 2D yelped in pain.

"That's for flinching earlier..." he muttered and continued out. He made his way back to his room and noticed how clean the house was for the first time.