Book of Noodle

Chapter 14 (Phase 2)

"Noodle the zombies are back."

I hear Dawn groan from the door holding a rifle.
We had only been back for a few months. So far it was only the two of us...which i didn't mind.

"This is the last of them yes?"
I asked, peeking out the door. Having Dawn here was a bit reliving. And having the Studio to ourselves was...fun. Despite when we arrived the place was flooded with the undead.

Running down the hall with my katana I sliced the last two down. Ending their undead lives quickly.

We enjoyed ourselves her and I.
It was still dark out when we decided to head off to bed, which she of course shared with me.
It was nearly 2am when I heard a door open from down the hall.

My eyes shot open. Letting Dawn sleep peacefully next to me I grab my blade and rush swiftly towards the sound.

With a heavy swish I stopped within a short distance from his head.

"Noodle! Damn I didn't know you were here."

It was Russel. My body shook. I finally saw somebody I knew other than Dawn. Dropping my Katana i wrap my arms around him the best i could.

"Russ-San!"
I squeezed tightly as he held back.
"I have missed yo'!"

I said to him in English of course. He seemed surprised by this, although I knew he would be.

"You learned quickly while i was gone."
He gives a chuckle. As he sets me down. I only shook my head.

"No, No. Itzu not that."
I grab his hand and pull him more inside.
"Come. I will make yo' tea ando we will chato, yes?"

I was happy he was here but...he seemed more than tired. Pulling away he gave a yawn.

"I would love to but it's a bit late. I should get rest."

I gave him a quick nod in agreement, feeling my face get hot from how awkward I just made it. Of course he would be tired. It's half past 2 in the morning.

"Yes, Yes. Yo' gwtto some sleepu ando we will chato in the morningu."
I state happily running to my room happily.
"おやすみなさい!"

(Two weeks later)

First it was the two of us...then three. 2D was more than excited to move back in with us. We even decided to make a new album, without Murdoc of course.
He was in a Mexican Prison somewhere. Drugs I think it was? I didn't care. Everyone seemed happier without him.

I had written a collection of songs in my journal that I was ready to share with the world but of course it was only a matter of time before-

"BUENOS TETAS ME AMIGOS! Haw haw!"

I don't think I've ever spun around so fast.

"Tetas!?"
I shouted in question as he stepped through the door in a sombrero.

"Yes Noodle."
He stated happily for once.
"It means good afternoon in err...spanish."

IT MOST CERTAINLY DID NOT!

"Murdoc-"
He cut me off from saying anything to him.

"Now then. Where's the rest of them? I know they're here somewhere~"
He placed his hands on his hips.
"We've got an album to make."

"Actually Murdoc-san I-"

"Shush. Shush. Shush."
He groaned just before shouting.
"Dawn! Russel! Dents! Get your arses down here, CHOP CHOP! WE'RE LOSING TIME!"

I gave him a swift punch in the arm as I shouted at him.

"LISTEN TO ME!"
I stamped my foot as I looked up at him. He seemed to be taken aback.
"We are going to be making MY songs, no? Mine. Not yours. You boys already had your fame."

"Did Dents pay you to say all that? That's pretty well spoken English loves."

I crossed my arms and huffed. He was even more thick in the head than 2D.

"No stupid."
I wrinkled my nose at him.
"I speak English, and I say we are going to use my songs!"

"Shit Noodz. Sorry..."
He rubbed the arm i punched him in, seemingly loosing his smirk.

Good. Now everything was back to normal it was time to get things straight. No more of this "Murdoc's in charge of everything" crap. From now on, everyone needs to share the spotlight wether he likes it or not.

More months pass and...no progress what so ever. At this rate we were getting nothing done and nothing sounded right. It had almost been 4 years since the band's first album...almost.

Things were quiet...that was until-

"I got it!"
Murdoc stood right up causing 2D and Dawn to flinch. As for me, I was trying to tune my guitar for more practice. Glaring at him I rolled my eyes.

"What is it now Murdoc."
I asked as i set my guitar.

"Dawn. 137 BPM."
Murdoc states getting his bass out as he picked his strings. It was starting to sound good...as he did so I handed 2D my notebook with some random lyrics I jotted down.

Russ joined in, tapping his pencils on the table like drum sticks, as for me...i played what felt right. This...sounded alright. It an instant i hear 2D take a deep breath.

"Are we the last...living souls?"

//Fun fact. Cannonly Noodle wrote the Demon Days Album. Only letting 2D add in a few of his lyrics into Feel Good inc (the windmill part) other than that. It's Noodle's Album. //