Hey guys Sorry for The HUGE Delay. But the Truth is I have been working and having Writer's block. Along with that I've been battling depression a little too. Nothing severe so don't worry. But any way I was able to pump this out! I hope you like it!

Enjoy! Gorillazfan-102!

Chapter 2

The Next morning.

Alphonce woke up and went downstairs for Breakfast. But as he neared the Kitchen, he overheard the Band talking.

He followed the noise and saw the band in the recording Studio.

The band was laughing in the studio, talking about a new track. Alphonce lingered in the doorway, hesitant. He hadn't seen his dad in months, and the band hardly talked about him anymore. When they did, it was like Murdoc was just… gone.

"Man, it's weird without Murdoc," Russel said quietly.

"Yeah, but hey," 2-D shrugged, "Ace is doin' fine. Least we're not locked up in a basement."

Alphonce froze. His chest tightened. They don't miss him.

He clenched his fists and stormed into the room. "So that's it, then? You just replaced my dad?"

The room fell silent. Noodle turned, startled. "Alphonce—"

"You don't even talk about him anymore! It's like he never existed! Is that what you're gonna do with me too, huh? Just forget I exist 'cause he's not here?" His voice cracked, and he hated it.

2-D blinked, unsure how to respond. "Look, mate, it's not like that—"

"It IS like that!" Alphonce snapped, his throat burning. "You don't care! None of you do!"

Noodle stood. "Alphonce, that's not true. We just—"

"Forget it!" Alphonce bolted out the door.

Ace found Alphonce sitting behind the building, knees pulled to his chest. "Yo, kid. You alright?"

"No." Alphonce answered.

Ace scratched his head. "Wanna talk about it?"

"No." Alphonce refused to look at Ace.

Ace sighed and sat next to him. "Yeah… I get it. My old man was a piece of work too. Sometimes it's easier to pretend they're not there."

Alphonce's head snapped up. "My dad's not a piece of work!" Alphonce snapped at the green gangster.

Ace raised his hands. "Didn't mean it like that. Just sayin'… people got a way of makin' you feel invisible when you care about someone they don't."

Alphonce swallowed hard. "…Yeah."

"C'mon. Let's grab ice cream or somethin'. Can't sulk on an empty stomach."

Meanwhile at Wormwood Scrubs

Murdoc sat on his bunk, clutching a crumpled piece of paper. It was supposed to be a letter to Alphonce, but he hadn't gotten past: "Hey, kid. Miss me?"

"Oi, Niccals," an inmate sneered. "Yer kid still remember you exist?"

Murdoc's jaw tightened. "Sod off."

"Bet he's already callin' that new bloke 'Dad.'" The inmate laughed.

Murdoc stared at the unfinished letter and ripped it apart.

Maybe it's better this way.

Back with Alphonce

Later that night, Alphonce scrolled through his phone. Comments about his dad flooded his feed.

"Ace is cooler anyway."

"Murdoc deserved it."

"Poor kid's better off without him."

Alphonce's chest sank. Maybe they were right. Maybe his dad really had been replaced.

And maybe… Alphonce was being replaced too.

Here's the next chapter! What do you think should happen next to Alphonce? Leave your reviews and I'll continue! See you soon! Gorillazfan-102