In a flash Murdoc lunged forward, and the two men became an unintelligible pile on the floor.
Clive swung. Murdoc dodged. Clive pulled. Murdoc yanked. Clive spat. Murdoc scratched.
"FUCK YOU! YA WANNA BE 'ROCKSTAR' BASTARD" BAM. Clive landed a blow on Murdocs right eye. "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU KNOW ABOUT ME?"
"THE HELL ARE YOU ON ABOUT?" SLAM. Murdoc head-butted him.
"THE SONG! WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT MY 'TRANSACTIONS' YOU TWAT"
"I DONT KNOW SHIT ABOUT YOU! EXCEPT THAT YOURE A COMPLETE ARSE"
Dolly watched from the bar; her eyes dancing between the reactions of the other bar patrons, Alfonzo (who was debating if he should stop it or not), and Clive. The man in front of her was nearly unrecognizable, and it made her sick to her stomach. But then again, had she even known him in the first place? This was Definitely not where she had previously wanted to be in life, and she knew she needed out.
She turned towards Alfonzo "If he asks where I went, tell him I left, and not to follow me. Whatever this was is done." She payed for her share of drinks, and went home.
By this point, Clive was straddling Murdoc, who was desperately trying to break free by flailing his arms and legs.
"GET OFF OF ME YOU ASS HAT"
"FUCK. YOU."
Murdoc spat in Clive's face. "THE HELL IS EVEN WRONG WITH YOU? I DONT KNOW WHAT YOURE ON ABOUT SO GET. OFF."
"ADMIT IT! YOU SAID THAT SONG TITLE TO FUCK WITH ME! WHO PUT YOU UP TO THAT? DARRYL?-"
"YOU KNOB. THE SONG HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU, IT'S ABOUT A PROSTITUTE I MET IN SUSSEX WITH A HEAVENLY BOSSOM"
"what?"
"GET IT? 'TIT'ULAR TRANSACTION' HELL I DONT EVEN KNOW WHAT TITULAR MEANS I JUST USED IT FOR THE WORD PLAY"
"You've got to be kidding me..."
"I KNOW, IM A FANTASTIC LYRICIST... NOW GET OFF"
Clive broke out in laughter. Still sat on top of Murdoc, hands pinning his arms to the ground, hunched over in his face, hysterically laughing.
He looked insane.
"I beat your ass over a song about a prostitute!?" He wheezed in between laughs.
"Aye I got some hits on you! Don't act so high and mighty mate, it wasn't a one-sided fight"
Eventually, Clive composed himself, and freed murdocs arms to sit upright. "Let me buy you a beer"
"You're crazy."
"No, I'm drunk. Now let me get you a beer."
As Clive stood up, the adrenaline wore off and he came back to reality. "Shit. Dolly."
YOU ARE READING
The Chadz (Murdoc Niccals x OC)
FanfictionClive lived and breathed impulsivity. Wether that be expressed through his jobs, hobbies or even relationships, he always needed something fresh. The thought of anything "long term" was a completely foreign concept, and one that had no interest of...
