Got requests to do a second chapter, which is good because ideas have clogging my head all day XP Here it is:

2D took a moment to process what the man had asked. "Uh… I'm awight I suppose." He said uncertainly. "I've neva really 'ad a chance teh-" He was cut off before he could finish.

"Well, doesn't matter," Came the gravelly voice. 2D cringed as his nose picked up the unmistakable odor of B.O and alcohol. "We'll soon find out won' we?" An evil smile split across his face.

2D was about to attempt to protest some more when he felt the ice cold grip of the man's fingers close around his wrist and haul him into the building, the heavy wooden doors slamming shut behind them.

Another loud voice boomed behind them. "Man, can anybody tell me what the hell is goin' on?" A rather large black man loomed into view, rubbing his head whilst wearing a very angry and sleep-deprived expression. He had obviously been woken by recent events, if 2D had to guess. His eyes (a ghostly white, 2D noted) scanned the room, until his eyes fell upon the little blue-haired guy. "And Muds, who th' hell is that?" He questioned, pointing an accusing finger at 2D.

2D stepped forward slowly. He wanted to get on this man's good side, so seeing as he'd already had enough pain for one day, he decided to introduce himself.

"P-p-pl-pleased to meet yeh." He stuttered, his thick cockney accent only making it harder to understand him. "Me… Me names Stu-" He was instantly cut off by a sharp jab to the ribs from the obvious Satanist. 2D rubbed his ribs and shot a risky glare at him. "I mean, me names 2D." He stuck out his hand and smiled as best as he could, despite his need for a clean pair of underwear.

The large man slowly stuck out his hand also and lightly shook 2D's hand. "Russ." He replied suspiciously. "And I'm guessing you've already met Murdoc here?" His gaze turned to the strange man.

"Oh 'ello!" He said sarcastically. "So, I guess since you'll be staying with us…" He didn't wait for a response. "I'll show yeh to yer room." With that, he gestured for 2D to follow him, and 2D, not having much choice, turned to follow Murdoc. With a parting stare from Russ, he jogged a little to catch up to Murdoc.

This studio was a lot bigger than 2D expected. He had never actually been inside before, he had only caught glimpses when he would pass by on the street. 2D kept flinching when thunder cracked outside, and he was so distracted by this he didn't notice the cobweb that had been conveniently constructed at eye level. He walked straight into the cobweb, squealing and flinging his head around, slamming his head against the concrete wall as he did so. He slumped to the floor and cradled his now-throbbing head.

"Argh… Fffffff-"

This prompted Murdoc to finally turn around. "C'mon dullard, wassa hold up?" He spat.

2D very shakily got to his feet, palm still plastered to his bruise. "I didn' mean teh, the cobweb jus' came outta nowhere, and I panicked, and I-I…" He trailed off as he tried to think of what he was saying in the first place.

Murdoc simply groaned and pulled 2D along the rest of the way, until they finally came to a very rugged looking wooden door. 2D hoped that those weren't fingernail drag marks leading under the door into the room.

"Well, 'ere we are!" Murdoc exclaimed. Before 2D could say anything, thankful or otherwise, he found himself being shoved into the room, door slamming behind him. "Better get comfy mate!" He heard Murdoc's cackling as he made his way back down the hallway, until there were no other sounds other than the muffled thunder and the gentle whispering of the wind seeping through the building.

Exhausted, 2D headed straight for the bed which had been provided. He didn't have any pajamas or anything to change into, come to think of it, he didn't have anything at all! He decided he was too tired to care and hopped in fully clothed. Just as he was putting his head down on the pillow, a warm liquid trickling down the side of his left cheek reminded him of his cobweb incident earlier. Sighing, he hauled himself up off of the bed and made way for the bathroom. He stopped in the doorway and felt around for a light switch.

After a few moments his hand finally came to rest on a piece of string with a plastic handle. 2D grasped it firmly and pulled down, the small tiled room illuminating with a sickly yellow as he did so. But 2D didn't notice the water dripping down from the ceiling, or the few cracked pieces of tile that lay on the floor, or even the fact that this bathroom didn't even have a sink. No, his attention his utterly and completely focused on a small window in the bathroom, and outside it was a face 2D couldn't even begin to comprehend. He couldn't feel his legs. He couldn't run even if he wanted to. Not knowing what else to do, he just screamed. However, he realised the face was screaming too.

Cheeky begger.He thought to himself. What's he got to scream about? It was then that 2D saw that this wasn't a window at all. It was, in fact, a mirror. He only screamed louder.

He felt extremely light-headed. This wasn't him, it couldn't be! He remembered waking up this morning and staring into his hazel brown eyes as he brushed his teeth. And now they were… they were… gone. Slowly, 2D pulled down the lower eyelid of his right eye and slowly stuck a finger into them, just to make sure they were still there. He immediately regretted his decision when he felt a searing pain rip through his eye and ricochet through his skull.

"YEOW-ZA!" He yelled, reeling backwards and tripping into the bathtub. He winced as his head slammed against another hard surface. He put his hands around the back of his neck and locked his fingers, and stared down at his lap as he waited for the pain to subside.

Idiot.He told himself once he could think clearly again. If my eyes were missing, I wouldn't be able to see at all. He shook his head at yet another fine display of stupidity.

Remembering his original purpose for coming in here in the first place, he picked himself up and rose back up to the mirror, shuddering once his eyes met his reflection once more. He opened up the mirror and began rummaging around for a flannel of sorts, silently thanking whatever deity was watching over him when he finally found one. He ran the hot tap for a few moments before capturing the water with the flannel and holding it up to the source of the blood. He dabbed at the cut for a few seconds, loose droplets of water plastering a few strands of hair to his scalp.

Once he was satisfied he wouldn't start bleeding again, he tossed the flannel into the sink and exited the bathroom, turning out the light in the process. Finally, he could rest. This time he didn't even bother to get under the blankets. He simply wandered straight up to the bed and collapsed on top of it all, falling into a deep sleep instantly.

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"STUART TUSSPOT! WHERE ON EARTH HAVE YOU BEEN?"

"Wha-?" Was all he could manage to say.

DON'T YOU PLAY STUPID WITH ME YOUNG MAN! YOU'VE BEEN GONE FOR AGES!"

Wincing at this sudden display of aggression, 2D felt himself welling up.

"I'm... I'm sorreh mum, I didn' know wha' I was doin'. It all 'appened so fas'..."

"Not good enough young man, we talked about this."

"'bout wha'?"

Noticing she was reaching into her back pocket, he began to panic. He was horrified once she produced a gun, and even more horrified once he saw her face contort into a demonic face. He recognised the vacant white eyes, and saw a row of fangs where her teeth should have been.

"Sweet dreams, Tusspot" She, or "it", cackled, before he saw her sqeeze her finger on the trigger.

2D closed his eyes, tears blurring his vision anyway.

BANG!

/

"ARGH!"

2D awoke with a start and sat bolt upright, scanning his small room for the source of the noise. Once he was sure his heart wasn't going to explode out of his chest, he got up out of his bed and walked over to his door, hesitating slightly before turning the knob and opening the door with a creak. Cold air instantly invaded his room, causing him to reach for the hook behind the door and grab a dressing gown that he assumed had been left there for him. Feeling much warmer now it was wrapped around his person, 2D waited to see if another noise would occur. After a few moments, the distinct sound of glass shattering resonated through the corridor. 2D shrugged it off as Murdoc causing a ruckus again, and turned around to head back inside his room.

However, the door was just about to click shut when 2D heard a noise he felt like he had not heard in a long time. No, it couldn't be. He strained himself to listen closer. Yep, that was definitely the sound of a child crying.

"There can' be a child in 'ere…" 2D muttered to himself. But once he heard more sniffling and crying, he was convinced. He stepped back out into the freezing corridor and, closing the door behind him, navigated through the various hallways. He was almost at the kitchen (which he assumed was where the noise originated from) when he heard the frantic pitter-patter of small feet, and not a second later, was tripping over some sort of small object. He collided with the ground just fast enough for it to hurt. "Nurgh, no' again…" He grumbled to himself.

The sniffling was coming from right next to him, followed by a quiet series of words 2D couldn't make out.

"Uh… 'ello?" He said uncertainly.

"Watashi, o kizutsukeru shinaide kudasai shite kudasai…" (1) Came the quiet voice. 2D was certainly no expert in foreign languages, but this voice sounded worried.

"Um, hold on jus' a sec." 2D reached into his pocket and retrieved his lighter. He held it up and away from his face, and flicked open the cap. His thumb struck down a few times on the spinner until the flame sustained itself. The small flame barely illuminated more than a meter around him, but he reasoned it was better than nothing. As his eyes adjusted, they rested upon a very small and very frightened looking face. 2D noticed tears marks staining her cheeks. He leaned forward and raised a hand to wipe them away. He was instantly greeted with a sharp gasp as the young girl raised a hand to cover her mouth. 2D stared in confusement for a moment before remembering his quite drastic change in appearance.

As 2D took her in, he noticed she was doing a hell of a lot better at keeping herself calm despite his looks than he did when he first saw himself. He smiled to himself and reached out to wipe her tears away, which this time she let him do. Finishing that, he stood up, smirking at the girl's amazement at his height. He then offered a hand to help her up.

"Me name's 2D by the way." He said as he helped her up. The young girl just stared at him. 2D frowned and tried again. "I said, I'm 2D. Wha's yer name?" Again the girl just stared. Oh yeah.He thought. Probably don't speak a word of English. Attempting a different tactic, 2D pointed at himself. "2-D." He said slowly, then pointed at the girl, wearing an inquisitive expression. She looked vacantly at the strange blue-haired man, before she seemed to finally understand.

"N-N- Noodle…" She said uncertainly. This time it was 2D's turn to be puzzled.

"Yeh name's Noodle?" He asked her. She nodded slowly. "Huh." Was all he said.

Shaking his head lightly, 2D strolled across the kitchen over to where he saw a light switch earlier. As he flicked it up, bright lights suddenly flooded the room, causing them both to shield their eyes. Once his eyes had adjusted, 2D noticed an array of broken glass that lay across the floor, accompanied by a pool of what seemed to be orange squash.

Piecing together what happened, 2D suddenly jumped into action.

"Aw, lil' luv… You awrigh'?"

Although she couldn't understand him, she could tell his tone was a comforting one. Feeling a small stinging sensation on her hand, she stuck out her bottom lip and raised her hand to show 2D a small cut on her palm.

"Ouchie." 2D remarked to himself as he examined Noodle's hand. "Does it 'urt when I do 'his?" He asked, pressing ever so lightly down on her hand. She let out a small yelp as he did so, negotiating the need for an answer.

Remembering the days when he was "Stuart", he remembered what his mother did whenever she attended to his cuts and bruises. He strolled over to the freezer and yanked it open, eyes wandering around until he found a stash of ice cubes. He picked one out and shut the door, hoping to dear God that was a jar of pickles and not a brain in a jar he just caught a glimpse of.

He returned to Noodle and placed the ice cube on her hand. She squirmed a little as the freezing object made contact with her skin, but she quickly got used to it.

"There we go." He said. "Just try an' keep i' there fer a while." He kicked himself once he remembered she couldn't understand a word he was saying. Instead, he took her and in his own and placed it on the ice cube, pleased with himself once she understood to keep it there.

"You awight getting back ta' bed?" He asked her. She simply smiled. Guess that's about it then. He thought to himself. With a parting smile, he turned around and headed for the door back to the corridors. As she saw him walking away, Noodle's face fell quickly, and she raced after him.

"Masaka! Matsu!" She cried after him. Upon hearing these words, 2D spun around to face the tiny Japanese.

"Wot? Wassamatter luv?"

Once she had caught up to him, she shifted her feet, obviously embarrassed about something.

"Um…" She began. "Watashi wa 2D, gomen'nasai anata wa beddo ni watashi o aruku koto ga dekiru to omoimasu ka? Koko wa kowaidesu…"(2)

2D, feeling bad for not being able to understand her, wore an apologetic look on his face.

"I'm sorreh luv, I don' know wot yer sayin'." He shrugged his shoulders for effect.

Noodle sighed and, feeling her face flush with embarrassment, began to make a series of gestures to 2D, who watched intently.

First, she pointed at 2D, then made a walking motion with her two fingers. She then pointed to herself, and then put her two hands together and rested her head on them, signifying sleep. Once she finished, she looked at 2D, whom she hoped understood.

2D's expression was blank for a moment until a goofy grin graced his face.

"Ohh, I gecha, yeh want me to put yeh to bed, righ'?" He asked, hoping he had understood her correctly.

Noodle picked up on the word "bed" and nodded.

2D only smiled more. "Well then, wha' are we waitin' for?" He turned to leave again, offering his hand to Noodle's. He was a little taken aback when she completely bypassed his hand and ran to his side, wrapping her arms around his torso.

"Arigatō, Senotakai otoko."(3) She grinned as she looked up at him.

2D returned the hug and patted her on the back. "There there."

Once Noodle was satisfied, she broke the hug and slipped her hand into 2D's hand, and waited for him to start walking. 2D smiled to himself and began the trek back upstairs, letting Noodle lead. They navigated the maze of corridors for a few minutes until they came to a door that had a sticker with "Noods" on it. Noodle opened the door, 2D still trailing behind. She let go of him and bounced into bed, beaming at him as she got under her covers. 2D strolled over and tucked Noodle in.

"There we are, all bette'?" Noodle nodded egarly.

"Welp, sweet dreams… 'Noods'." He added with a smile. Noodle smiled too, and, to 2D's surprise, leaned forward and planted a small kiss on his cheek, causing him to blush.

"Oyasumi 2D, Yoi yume o."(4) With that, she turned over onto her side, and almost instantly 2D could hear her soft snores.

Chuckling to himself, he gave one last look at Noodle before he closed her door and made his way back to his room. He whistled quietly to himself as he went.

Perhaps this new life of mine won't be so bad after all…

Feeling pretty good about this story at the mo, let me know what you guys think! :)

Translations:

(1) "Please, don't hurt me…"

(2) "I'm sorry 2D, do you think you could walk me to bed? It is scary here…"

(3) "Thank you, tall man."

(4) "Goodnight 2D, sweet dreams."