THANK YOU FOR THE REVIEWS AND I'M OLD NOW

I did not update for 4 years. I'm sorry. I was busy finishing highschool and now I'm suffering through a higher form of education where there is a high chance I'll get a diploma for political science and not have a job.

This was not spellchecked D:

Such Short Chapters...

I seem to update on leap year... see you in four years~ (maybe not if you're lucky)

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Chapter 2

And then 2D left, Murdoc had let him go without a second glance or thought. He was sure that face-ache couldn't survive on his own for more than a week. He needed that damn pain medication. If only he'd grow a spine.

Murdoc wasn't a stupid man, dirty he was, but definitely not stupid. He knew why 2D had his man-knickers in a bunch and up his ass. Because he alluded the replacing him with noodle, not like he was going to do it. Was a fucking joke, the dumb-ass was too sensitive, was the pain medication doubling as "turn-into-a-crying-pussy" medication too?

Noodle was devastated when 2D actually left, Russel threatened to slap Murdoc upside the head if they he didn't go and drag 2D back.

Of course. Murdoc told them both too shut up, Noodle in nicer terms though.

"Sod off, Face-ache won't survive without his meds," Yeah, where would 2D go?

Back to the fair so he can sleep with whores and have snot-nosed brats puke cotton candy on him?

...Likely?

He'd come back.

So the remaining members waited a week.

A month.

A year.

Years.

Russel went back to the USA to do the devil knows what. Noodle went to who knows where. Murdoc sat and waited.

He decided one day, when a certain debt collector came, to build his own home in the middle of the ocean. What better use for plastic bottles floating in the water could there be? He'll build this place upon plastic.

He then went to find dear Stuart.

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He still looked like similar, blue hair and vacant eyes. He didn't expect Murdoc to show up randomly and knock him out then drag his body to a remote location in the middle of the sea. To live on trash alone together.

"Alone? Stupid as ever," Murdoc grinned at him when 2D asked him if they were going to just sit and wait to die. "Noodle an' Russel, they'll come back. An' we aren't going to die you bloody moron, we're going to make music."

And have Noodle sing instead of him?

Yes, The Demon Bass Player would rise again and the Gorillaz would become rich once more.

Months went by without word from either Noodle or Russel.

Frustration began to ebb its way into their life on plastic beach, Murdoc became restless with only his hand to satisfy his needs and toyed with the idea of using 2D instead. He was becoming desperate, Faceache was the only other conscious thing on the island and Murdoc wasn't about to go stick his spacial equipment into a fish, he wasn't that mental yet.

As far as he thought about 2D, he never acted in a sexual manner. He took out his frustrations by punching the guy in the face, stomach, arms...

Before stealing the singer away from his pathetic life, he made sure to have an abundance of pain medication sent to the island so there would be no excuse to go to mainland.

Weeks later, after he'd come to terms (not really) with what he was feeling for 2D (well, his body), he noticed the way the other man looked at him. With disgust, outright now unlike before. Not hatred because Stuart was too good of a guy. Something else too though. The ocean air must've been affection both their brains. He decided that he didn't particularly like the look Stuart Harold Tusspot was giving him and proceeded to beat the hell out of him.

Faceache was unconscious for days.

There was still no sign or Noodle or Russel.

It was one month later, in sheer desperation, that Murdoc grabbed 2D and smashed their mouths together. It couldn't be called a kiss, Murdoc but the other's lower lip harshly when he received no response. He pushed 2D away sparing a glance at the swollen, bleeding lip. He then stormed off to his room and they didn't set eyes on each other for a week