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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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2D was pacing his room, smoking a fag. He had somehow gotten the nerve to call Vicky and invite her over, but now he was starting to regret it. It was one thing to have her hang out while he merely thought she was pretty and whatnot. Having her come over with the intent of wooing her, that was a different story. 'Le'see. Ah go' a new zombie flick, mah room's clean, uh…' He looked down and kicked a shirt behind his bed. 'Good 'nuff. Ah got snacks…' Yeah, everything would turn out great!
He hoped.
He groaned and fell backwards onto his bed. He didn't remember the last time he had to woo a girl, usually the tried to sleep with him and if they were nice enough-or if he was randy enough-he would sleep with them. He took a drag and looked at his phone. '7:23…' She would be here soon! Another drag, another groan. He really didn't want to fuck this up and by the way he was acting right now, he didn't doubt that he would.
2D sat up quickly when he heard the door open. There she was, sheepishly poking her head through.
"Hello? D?"
Then her eyes landed on him.
"Um… I was knocking but you didn't answer. I heard you so I just opened… D?"
He reverted back to reality. "Oh yeh! Uh, c'min!" He jumped up from the bed.
"You 'k there D? You're a little spacy." She grinned, walked into the room and closed the door behind her.
"Yeh, well," he cleared his throat and laughed. "Ahm usually not innit, yeh?"
"Guess not." She smiled, leaving 2D a bit more relaxed. "So!" She jumped onto his bed and looked up at his towering figure. "What's this new movie you've been raving about?"
He stared at her a bit more, noticing just how much bigger than her he was.
"Earth to D!" She snapped her fingers in his direction.
"Oh uh, is call' Forbi'en Siren. Ah fink is, like, base' offa game o' sumfink."
"Never heard of it... Well hurry up and put it in! I'm excited now." She smiled, taking off her sweater and throwing it on the floor. She watched him stumbled around for a few seconds before finding the movie and putting into the DVD player.
Vicky couldn't help but let her mind wander a bit towards Murdoc. What was he doing right now? Did he know she was there? Did he care? Why did she? She frowned at this thought. No, she didn't care. She was just curious, that's all. Because she hadn't seen him since the whole beach incident, which had been almost a week ago.
"Yew 'right?" 2D flicked away his fag. He had sat down on the edge of the bed, not too close to her, when he turned to look at her. She was frowning and he sincerely hoped he hadn't weirded her out or anything. He was acting off and she had already pointed it out!
"Yeah. Just thinking stupid thoughts." She waved it off and smiled.
"Wot bou'?"
"Nothing. Not important. Hey! Why are you so far? I don't bite, y'know." She raised an eyebrow at him and moved over.
After a moments hesitation, 2D moved closer to her–staying far enough away so that he didn't touch her; he didn't want to scare her or anything. She smiled at him and turned to watch the movie, which had already started.
At some point early on in the movie, 2D had decided he didn't like it very much. It wasn't the type of zombie film he had expected. No real dead people infected by viruses or anything of the sort. But when he turned to Vicky, she looked to be interested so he chose not to say anything and disturb her.
2D looked down at his fingers in contemplation of what to do. He could try to talk to her, 'bu' she's watchin' tha movie…' He could try to hold her hand, 'nah, too sappy.' What about putting his arm around her, 'Maybe. Is a bit cliché, no?' He looked at her again. No, what he really wanted to do was kiss her. He knew she wore lipgloss and he briefly wondered what her lips tasted like. She usually wore a coconut smelling perfume, maybe her lips were also the taste of coconut. 'Nah, they look too dark.' She was hispanic, which made him think of a tropical island. Coconut was a tropical smell, maybe she tasted like a tropical fruit. Like mango or plums.
Plums. He could bet his whole career that her lips tasted like plums. He remembered the first time he had a plum. The Gorillaz were on tour and Noodle had wanted a variety of fruits before the show. They had given her many types and 2D had enjoyed eating them with her. The plums were strange, they were a rich dark purple on the outside and an orange-yellow on the inside. The outside was sour but on the inside they were sweet. 'Tha's 'n awful lo' like Vicky.' he thought, glancing at her lips.
Sweet and sour.
If he could just reach over, place his lips on hers he could find out. But what if she didn't like him like that? He looked at her again, seeing her still engrossed in the movie. What if she just saw him as her film-watching buddy? Well he could live with that, he supposed but if he didn't do something soon he would burst!
All this thinking was giving 2D a headache, prompting him to reach into his pocket and pull out a pill bottle. At the noise, Vicky turned to him to give him a questioning look.
"Is fo' me 'ead." He responded before lighting a fag. "Wan' one?"
She just nodded and as he grabbed his cartoon to get another one, he felt his leave his lips. Vicky smirked when she saw 2D look at her. She turned back to the movie, not noticing that 2D's gaze hadn't left her for a second.
His breathing began to pick up and he felt his heart beating a little louder than it had just moments before. He licked his lips and felt himself move closer to her. He clenched and unclenched his hands, swallowing as he felt his mouth become dry. He just had to reach over to grasp her delicate face in his hand and join their lips.
And then she jumped, startling him out of his stupor.
He was so close!
2D kicked himself over and over. Something had happened and he was so close to kissing her! If he had just taken the moment he would have been able to sate the desire he felt to know what she tasted like, possibly even know what it was like to hold her close. Gah! 2D angrily lit another cigarette. He probably would have frightened her off anyway and then she would never want to spend time with him again.
In the time it took for the rest of the movie to finish 2D had smoked 5 cigarettes and his frustration turned to self-pity. He sadly watched Vicky look through his movie collection. She had, at some point, asked him something but he didn't even remember what he responded- if he responded at all. She looked at him strangely to which he returned a smile. Next thing he knew, she was sitting next time him, staring at him with a focused look on her face.
"Wot?"
"You're acting weird… Since I got here, you're acting weird."
"Weird? Ah don' 'member actin' weird."
"Hmm…"
Vicky continued to stare at him, which made 2D nervous. 'Does she know?'
"I guess... Hey! Where's the bathroom?"
"Bafroom? Um... Upstairs, groun' flo', ah fink."
"Alright, well I'll be back. Wanna watch Napolean Dynamite when I get back?"
"Yeh, sure. Tha's, like, one of me fav'rit movies. Awrigh' yeh, ah'll be 'ere."
2D watched her walk out of his room and he lit another cigarette while he waited for her to come back. Then he lit another. He smoked that one while his mind kept going back to how he was going to approach Vicky about this attraction he felt for her. That caused him to develop another headache. Another pill, another cigarette. The pill, apparently, made him drowsy and–just as he was thinking she had been gone for more than an hour–2D fell asleep.
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