A/n: Here is yet another chapter to this story you all seem to enjoy! I am sorry I didn't get another chapter out sooner, but school and life just got in the way. Once again, please do not fuss about anything that may be inaccurate to the actual Gorillaz band. I am trying my hardest to keep everything as close to the original things as possible, but then again this is fan fiction. I appreciate all of your reviews from before, they all helped motivate me to write this chapter. Thank you again! Without further ado... Please enjoy~!

Being in a different body would definitely take some getting used to. One would wonder how these two males will manage to pull it off. They'd have to learn to walk like each other, talk like each other, and act like each other without being figured out and looking like a couple of fools. Well, what else were they supposed to do? They are unable to switch back into their original states and ending Gorillaz would be unimaginable as well as unexplainable.

They didn't have much time left becaues the bandmates would get curious if Murdoc and 2D just stayed isolated for so long. They had to socialize eventually without getting any odd looks.

When Stuart was pushed out of the bathroom door so abruptly, he had no time to prepare himself for conversation. Noodle, who had blocked out their yelling once it sounded like nonsense to her, smiled at 2D. He smiled back. His eyes went wide- that wasn't something Murdoc would do. Stuart forced a scowl on his face and tried to make the classic grunting noise Mudz frequently achieved. The purple-haired female tilted her head to the side while swinging her legs back and forth.

"Are you a'right?" She asked in her adorable accent. 2D tried to appear gruff as he walked past Noodle. Trying not to smile at her was extremely difficult.

"Yeah, I'm fine..." 2D grumbled, relieved when he finally made it to a different room.

Once he was inside of the room, Stuart quickly realized that this was Murdoc's other living space, but it was exactly where he should be. He had to be Murdoc now and that meant staying in places where the bass player would usually stay. 2D shut the door behind him so that he could be left alone. That's what Murdoc always did when he didn't want anyone bothering him or asking him about the new music. Everyone knew to keep their distance from him, but it never really occured to 2D that Murdoc might've wanted to company up until now. Perhaps the reason for all of his unkindness was because he was lonely? No, that couldn't be it.

When he started to look around the room, 2D wished he hadn't. It was very unclean with dirty laundry on the ground and appeared to have never been touched with a vacuum. Though, he had to admit that his room wasn't much better, but at least most of the trash was picked up. 2D let out a sigh. How could things have gone so horribly wrong for him? Noodle was already getting worried about the person whom she thought was Murdoc. He would never be able to pass off as the despicable bass player he kind of looked up to...

In spite of the entire situation, 2D hopped onto Murdoc's messy bed and laid down on his back. He was exasperated by almost everything. Just when Stuart began to think the worst of things, he turned his now black-haired head and saw a pile of records that Murdoc enjoyed listening to, stacked on the nearby shelf.

"Interesting..." 2D told himself as he sat up on the edge of the bed and began going through the different vinyls. He could recognize a lot of the artists and knew for a fact that they were what Murdoc appreciated when it came to music genres. He stumbled upon the last record in the pile and cocked an eyebrow, "The Beatles? Hm." The male shrugged as he placed the records back in a much neater pile than what that green-skinned Satanist had prior. Stuart began to wonder what else his bandmate kept in this room of his. Maybe if he took the time to look through Murdoc's things, he could learn more about him and then it would be easier to act like him. Wouldn't that be an invasion of privacy though? Whatever. It wasn't like Murdoc hadn't gone through any of Stuart's things without permission before. Not to mention his personal relationships with other people.

That's what made 2D decide that it would be okay to snoop around in Murdoc's belongings, especially because he was the other male in a physical sense. "If Murdoc can do it, I can too." Stuart encouraged himself as he pushed away a pile of clothes and discovered a small box from underneath. "What's this?" He wondered and decided to pick it up after being squeamish about all of the dirty clothes. It was an average-sized cardboard box that looked in tact, but forgotten about. Reading the label across the side of this brown box, Stuart figured out that is was filled with gifts from fans. After subconsciously checking the door to make sure no one would barge into this room, 2D found it was safe to open up the box. He opened it and his jaw dropped as his curiosity heightened. "Fan letters?" The now green-skinned male picked up a couple of opened letters in one hand. With his other hand, he reached into the box and took out a yarn voodoo doll a fan must've made him in his image. It had a crown, his haircut, and his purple cape the he sometimes wore. "Gifts...?" After all of that trouble 2D had to listen to last night, Murdoc was more appreciated than he was making himself out to be. Then 2D looked at the dates of the letters and saw that a good majority of them were older. Back when the band was first starting out. Stuart was still receiving letters from fans more often than not. "Well, I guess he might be right-" Quickly silencing himself as he heard yelling from outside the door, 2D packed up the cardboard box and placed it underneath the pile of clothes like it was never touched. Afterwards, laying back down on the bed and listening with a keen ear to the conversation.

"But Murdoc-San doesn't like to be bothered while he's in his room!" Noodle's voice was muffled by the door, but she was raising her voice in a sort of panic. Like 2D was expecting to happen, he heard his old voice shouting back at Noodle and groaned. Murdoc was really bad at keeping his trap shut.

"I don't CARE what Stu-Murdoc feels about his privacy right now! I need to talk to him, and I plan on doing so!" The British accent of a kind-hearted male didn't really suit the words coming out of his mouth.

"Okay! But don't say I didn't warn you!" Noodle answered back and 2D could just imagine her folding her arms across her chest with a 'humph'. Next was silence and what followed, loud knocking, made 2D jump up to a sitting position again. He stood on his feet and rushed to the doorway, opening it up for Murdoc to enter. Stuart couldn't help but chuckle upon seeing himself angry, but quickly held back the laughter when Murdoc closed the door behind him.

"It's not funny! How the hell do you expect us both to pull this off?" Murdoc began to question aggressively while Stuart, who was beginning to get fed up with him, walked back to the bed.

"How should I know? I think I'm doing a mighty fine job." Staurt replied, resting his hands on his lap after sitting on the bed. Murdoc rolled his eyes.

"Of course you're doing fine. You've been in my room this entire time. You never have to actually have to do anything unless if you wanted to as me. As you? Well, I don't understand how difficult it is bein' a twat like yourself."

"A twat? You're the one who's- Listen, I think you would be perfectly able to be me if you would just... just...!" 2D began shouting, but became worried about how Murdoc would react if he said what he was trying to say. It was too late now because the words had already started spewing out of his mouth.

"Just what?" Murdoc clenched his fists, scowling.

"Just- start caring!" 2D shouted, quickly covering his mouth afterwards. It was bizzare hearing his own words shouting in such a rough voice.

Murdoc unclenched his fists and softened up his scowl. He became stoic for a moment, as if he were transfixed on some other thought. Then his head shifted towards the ground.

"... I see..." Murdoc finally spoke in a monotonous voice. He turned around and began walking towards the door. Stuart was baffled.

"Wait... Mudz," He called out, and Murdoc only turned his head to look back at him and the started walking out of the room. "Mudz!" 2D exclaimed once more in hopes that his band member would come back into the room. But that wouldn't happen.

A/n: And SCENE! Well, that's the end of this much longer chapter. I do hope you all continue to keep up with this story because I will be updating it very, very soon. Things are just starting to get interesting, wouldn't you agree? Please give me your opinions on this story, or just any comment. I love reading your reviews! They help me a lot to keep writing this story. Thank you again~! And remember, R&R!

~Ish