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Murdoc's Victory	By : HellsFunnyHome Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Gorillaz Views: 1744 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Damien Albarn and Jamie Hewlett are the rightful owners of the Gorillaz. I don't know them, own them, or make any money from them. I also do not know any characters from the band Gorillaz. This is a creation of pure fiction, made up from

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The air in Kong studios seemed to get more stale and the temperature was dropping. The walls were falling apart and there were some rooms were better described as empty destroyed holes. Vicky wrapped her arms tighter around herself, wondering how the mood could be so much more sinister in here when in the outside world it was such a beautiful day. She was glad to reach the studio and was none-too surprised to find Murdoc yelling at 2D for something.

Murdoc had spent the rest of June making sure 2D was in the studio ready to sing until Murdoc was satisfied, which was usually never. Every day Murdoc would burst into 2D's room, call him incessantly, or drag him from wherever 2D was–usually with Vicky–to the recording studio for rehearsal. Vicky would try to pop in whenever she could after rehearsal and it was usually then that she would have to rescue 2D from Murdoc's wrath. Today, it seemed Murdoc had decided that yelling at 2D from the other side of the recording room was the route he would take and this is how Vicky found them. Whatever the reason, she figured, five hours of Murdoc a day was enough and they might as well get a bite to eat.

Murdoc insisted on joining the couple and soon they were on their way to a small breakfast place.

"What're you guys working on?" asked Vicky as she sipped on her orange juice.

"Noth-" 2D began to say but was interrupted by Murdoc, who nearly jumped across the table to cover 2D's mouth.

"That's top secret, Queenie. Only need-know basis, uhuhuh."

2D swapped his hand away. "No i's no'. We're no' doin' anyfinn. Yew jus' can' stan th' though' of no' bein' in control of ev'ryone." 2D leaned back into the seat.

"Wha? Me?Controllin'? Perish the thought! I would never, I only do what needs be done. It's not my fault that yah don't like doin' nothin' and will be the end of this band if I don't intervene." Murdoc stated as if was the most obvious thing, his hands moving to add emphasis.

"Well, I can't say much about controlling or the band. But I know music and musical groups, practice is necessary and I have been taking up a lot of your time D." Vicky looked almost apologetically at Murdoc. It wasn't entirely true, of course, Murdoc was controlling but if 2D spending more time rehearsing meant a happy Murdoc then might as well give it a shot.

"Yew 'aven't taken none my time, VV, we don' even have th' rest of our ban'mates to practive wiff, so, really, is more a waste a time."

"My fame 'n' soul is no waste o' time, 2-dents."

"Soul?" Vicky turned to Murdoc questioningly.

"Eh… music equals the soul, right? Right." Murdoc looked away to search for the waitress. "Isn't there service around here? Hello!"

Vicky repeatedly rang the doorbell to Kong as her excitement overwhelmed her.

"D!" She rang the doorbell again before trying him on his cellphone until the door opened to show Murdoc.

"Hello, Queenie. Murdoc Niccals, at your service." He grinned, showing off his pointed teeth and tongue. "To what do I owe the pleasure? Uhuhuh…"

"You're never gonna believe what happened!" Vicky pushed past Murdoc, who closed the door behind them. "Remember when you took me for that interview?"

"Oh not this again! Yah know I haaaate guessin' games…" Murdoc grumbled.

"Fine, fine. Well, I was beginning-"

"Oh hey VV!" Came the high-pitched voice of 2D from the hallway.

"There you are! Where've you been?"

"Probably wankin' off to medical commercials, uhuhuh!" Murdoc chuckled hoping to get some reaction from the young man.

"Come off it, Mudz!" 2D waved him off and Murdoc flipped him the bird.

"If you would stop bickering like old ladies, I think you'll be excited to hear that I've taken the next big step into making my residence in Essex more official!" Murdoc and 2D looked at Vicky with confusion. "I got the job at Westlands Primary school!" She jumped onto 2D, successfully toppling them over and leaving them on the floor laughing.

"Tha's great VV!"

"Yeah, yeah, wonderful. Yeh'r a natural little teacher. Now let's get to celebratin', that's what I know best!"

"Eh… I'd rather not, but you guys are invited to my house later for dinner. I'm making Mexican!" 2D motioned for her to stand up with him before reaching into his pocket and dry-swallowing a couple pills. "Oh sorry, D, did I hurt you on the way down?"

"No. Jus' didn' take 'em today is all." He gave her a goofy grin.

"So!" Murdoc interrupted their interaction. "Mexican huh? Good, yah have the perfect moment to show us yer roots!"

"I'm not Mexican." Vicky stated plainly.

"Wait, what?"

"I'm not Mexican. I'm Honduran and Ecuadorian."

"Really? Tha's really cool, ah nevah met either o' those befo'"

"Now you have!" Vicky smiled.

"Yes, yes, yes." Murdoc went to push Vicky away from 2D and out of the door. "Now he has, I have, we are all very fascinated by yehr ethnic background. But yah must go cook or else yehr never gonna finish! Ciao, bella." Murdoc quickly gave her a wet kiss on both cheeks before shutting the door behind her. 2D stared at Murdoc who was walking back to his trailer. "What're yah lookin' at faceache!" He rushed at 2D who shrank back, twiddling his fingers. Murdoc scoffed at 2D and continued his departure but not before throwing a magazine at 2D's insolent head.

Vicky's heart was pounding, her face was flushed, and her breathing was ragged. She sat at the bottom of the Kong studios hill in her car as Murdoc's actions kept replaying in her mind. 'It was just a simple little kiss, pleasantry, that's all.' But no matter how many times she tried to convince herself, the moment Murdoc placed his lips on her cheeks her body began burning.

"Damn it!" she hit the steering wheel and lay her head back into the seat groaning. "What the fuuuuuck…"

With a sigh, Vicky started her car and made her way to the grocery store. "It meant nothing, get over it. Murdoc has tons of women all the time! I mean, yeah sure, you fooled around a bit at the beginning but that was before 2D. C'mon Vicky, get it out of your head!" She chanted to herself while picking up her necessities for tonight's dinner.

"He's an asshole, doesn't care about anyone but himself. Yes it's true he'd sleep with you first chance he has but it means nothing! 2D cares about you, he's the amazingly sweet, charming, funny one. Focus on him! Oh shit…"

In her apartment Vicky had finally managed to calm herself down enough to properly prepare the food. By the time Murdoc and 2D arrived, Vicky has just done her final check on the enchiladas and was waiting for them to settle in.

"Smells delicious, VV." 2D grinned, placing a kiss on her cheek while she sliced the lettuce.

"Wait till you try it, my brother's grandmother showed me how to make it. She's an amazing cook."

"Bruvva's gran'muvva?"

"We have different fathers," She shrugged. "Mine just wasn't around and neither was his family, so I ended up really close to my brothers'. Ready to eat?" She said, placing the bowl of fresh cut lettuce on the table. "Murdoc!" She called him in from the living room.

"Uhuhuh, yah should really think 'bout, y'know, callin' out my name more often, love. It, uhuh, sounds reeeeally good."

"Oh, shut up Murdoc, before I kick you out." Vicky tried to laugh it off but on the inside her heart started beating a teensy bit faster, like it had when she first left Kong that afternoon.

"Where do yew wan' this, VV?" 2D motioned to a bowl of salsa, all the while giving Murdoc a glare that went ignored.

"Just set in on the table. I'm gonna pull out the enchiladas and then we can eat!"
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