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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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This was just her luck. Just as Vicky was returning from the bathroom she happened upon Murdoc. Or rather. He happened upon her. To say Murdoc was drunk would have been an understatement. As soon as he saw her Murdoc immediately wrapped his arm around her shoulder, breathing his heavily intoxicated breath on her.
“Heeeeeey. Wha–What're yah doin' heeeeeere?” He practically screamed in her ear.
“I was watching a movie with 2D. Seems like you were off having a fun time yourself.” She grimaced.
“Oh yeah!” He stumbled onto a wall, bringing Vicky with him. “Oops. Uhuhuh. Lost my feet there.”
“You'll lost your feet again soon if you don't sit down.” She said, trying to get away from the uncomfortable position she was currently in. Her shoulder was pressed hard up against the wall and with the strength that Murdoc was holding her, she was sure she coul move if she wanted to.
“Yeah, right. Good ideaerrrr.” He dropped to the floor and made sure to pull Vicky on top of him.
“Hey what are you doing?”
“Y'know, love. This is a very comfortable position we're in. Care takin' advantage of it?” He smirked. Murdoc's eyes, which were glazed over from the alcohol, took on a new hint of lust.
“As pleasant as that sounds,” said Vicky while attempting to stand up. “I'm afraid I actually have plans right now. Besides you're drunk. You have no control.” She struggled against him but he held her close.
“If you keep movin' like that, I might not control myself then love. But it won't be because of the alcohol. Uhuhuhuh” At that Vicky froze. “Awww, well I guess the fun can't last forever.” He leaned his head against the wall, closing his eyes in the process.
She should have gotten up the moment he closed his eyes and loosened his hold on her. But she didn't. In fact, Vicky found she quite liked being surrounded by Murdoc. He wasn't that much bigger than she. A good half foot maybe but he was very thin, albeit with a beer belly. She breathed in the smell of his inebriation–a mix of rum, a light hint of cologne probably put on days prior, cigarettes, and traces of his male scent. It wasn't the most pleasurable odor but Vicky knew it couldn't be anything more than Murdoc.
She grinned as she looked up to him, his mouth was slightly opened and a snore was starting to creep out from within his lips. He was definitely passed out. With a sigh, she attempted leaving once again, knowing that getting involved with this man– this man who had made her body heat up and her breath hitch; this man who made her think about getting close to another body as no one else had done before; This man was dangerous and yet she stayed. With him in the corridor as he slept and she leaned further into him.
2D woke up not 15 minutes after passing out. He looked around, and not finding Vicky in the room still, went to go find her himself. It had been close to an hour and a half since she left and he was worried a zombie had gotten to her. 'Or worse…' Murdoc. Yes, he owed him his life and yes, if it wasn't for Murdoc he wouldn't be the famous man he was today. But 2D also felt trapped. When he first tagged along with Murdoc it was simple: he had no where else to go. Eventually from there it turned into a strange type of abusive friendship but 2D knew Murdoc meant well.
The problem with Murdoc was women. More specifically, 2D's women. Murdoc had a history of ruining his relationships one way or another. 2D might have been spaced out most of the time due to his medication but he wasn't the dim-witted idiot they liked to make him out to be. It was painfully obvious that he had some intentions with Vicky and 2D really liked her. He had already seen the way Murdoc acted petty around her but up to this point she had not given in. With luck she would continue that way so that 2D could go in and take her for himself. He just needed to stop being so wimpy.
2D needed to be assertive with the way he felt. If 2D was going to snatch her up before Murdoc could twist her around his thin bony little finger, 2D was going to have to forget about his apprehensive attitude and go for it!
2D light a cigarette with a sigh as he got up from his bed.
'Easiah said 'an done.'
“VV?”
Vicky opened her eyes. 2D was standing a couple feet away from her with a confused look on his face. She was about to sit up when an arm was pressed against her thigh to keep her down.
“Don't move…” Murdoc mumbled.
'Oh shit…' She immediately woke up and quickly stood, causing Murdoc to seemingly fall forward. “D!”
“Wha's goin' on?” 2D looked at her with his dark empty eyes, eyebrows furrowed.
“What's it look like Faceache? I'm tryin' ta sleep! Ow.…” Murdoc groaned at his apparent headache. “Now shut it, twerp, and toss me one of 'em pilla will yah?”
“Oh sod off yew ol' goff. I weren' talkin' to yew.”
Murdoc tried to stand up to fight with the young singer but Vicky pushed him back down onto the floor.
“Stop it.” She gave Murdoc a glare. “Listen, D. Murdoc here was drunk and then he dropped to the floor. Next thing I know is I'm sitting with him and then we both fell asleep.”
2D looked at both of them and the hall was met with an awkward silence, interrupted only by Murdoc's groan. He didn't know what to think. Of course, he hadn't really seen anything going on but she was sleeping almost on top of Murdoc! She didn't seem to be lying but one could never really know, right? He remembered Paula and the many times he believed her when she lied to him to go shag Murdoc.
But Vicky wasn't like Paula. Paula was a sneaky whore who just wanted to fuck the first guy who could make her famous. Besides, 2D wasn't that lucky. 'Er…' Now that he thought about it, he was.
2D turned and started walking back to his room.
“Shit…” He heard Vicky say and he heard her footsteps follow him at a quicker pace. “2D, wait!” He hesitated for a moment but decided to stop to let her catch up.
“Damn you walk fast… Listen, D. Why are you so upset?”
“Ahm no' upse'…” He shrugged his shoulders and stuffed his hand in his pocket to pull out a cigarette.
“Nothing happened. I swear. Murdoc is my friend and so are you. I don't want you to think I'd try to ruin that.” She took the cigarette he offered.
“Yew can do wha' yew wan'. If yew wan'ta shag Murdoc, then go 'head.”
“But that's the thing! I don't want to. Especially if you're gonna be this upset about it. So again, nothing happened.”
2D looked at her, studying her eyes which were a little squinted at her worry and then her lips. They were pursed and he could tell she was biting the rod of her lip piercing. Everything about her screamed worry. Worry for him and his feeling.
He believed her.
He grinned and opened his arms to envelop her in a hug. Vicky promptly went up to him to hug him back.
“Yay! For a second there I thought you weren't gonna believe me and kick me out or something.” She looked up to him and grinned.
2D chuckled. “Why would'ya fink tha'?”
“Iono.” She shrugged. “Now c'mon! We were supposed to watch another movie and it's barely,” she looked at her phone. “10:50! We totally have time to watch another one.”
“Awrigh', le's go.” But before she let go, she did something a little unexpected to 2D.
She kissed him.
“I'll race ya back to the room.” And she was off.
2D stood there with his hand where her lips had touched him. It wasn't exactly the kind kiss he had been hoping for. After all, it was just on the cheek. But she had kissed him. And he had held her close to him. He had managed to feel her soft and pleasant body pressed up against his long torso. 2D felt the corners of his mouth come closer to his ears and he walked back to his room. Yeah, it definitely wasn't the type of kiss he had wanted and he hadn't managed to come out and tell her that he wanted to be more than friends. But for now, our spiky azure haired lanky vocalist was more than content.
However, as a certain older inverted-cross wearing bassist was not and slammed the door of his Winnie.
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