Chapter Three

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   "Who's fhere'? Wot's goin' on? Who ar' yeuw?" You hear a male, English voice.

   You saw a man on a bed. This guy had blue hair and looked like he had no eyes. He must've been the singer for Gorillaz... But why was he locked up way down here? The guy was sitting on the end of his bed, with his knees tucked in. He looked petrified.

"Are you ok..? My names (y/n).." You responded to his question. "You look pretty scared.
"I didn't fink anyone els was on dis bloody island..." He says. "Were yeuw gassed and brought here too? DI-did Murdoc kidnap yeuw as well?"

   Kidnap me? What was this guy on about? "Wait uhmm what?" You questioned him. "I was never gassed...Murdoc is my uncle." You closed the door behind you. "I came here to visit...you look pretty scared are you alright?" You asked.

   "Dat whale...dat big fish...he wants to EAT ME! Whales! Day ar' ginormous..too big.."He exclaimed.

   You walked over and looked out the window. "I don't see anything...? Here I'll close this for you." You pulled the curtains over the small window were you could see nothing but dark,blue, ocean water.

   "Fank yeuw for dat . Really... Fank yeuw very much." He laid down. "So how is a prettay lil fink like yeuw related to that hideous swine up dare?" The guy pointed up to the celing. You ignored his little "pretty thing" comment and didn't really know how to respond to the question. "Well we share family blood so I guess that's how we are related." You said bluntly.

    You couldn't think straight, all that was going through your head were questions like "What does he mean 'were you gassed too?'" And "Why would Murdoc trap him down here against his will?". You knew Murdoc was a bit out of the ordinary but never thought he would kidnap people. You sat next to him on his bed.

"So..are you the singer for this band..?" You asked.
He looked at you, "Uhmm yehs, my name is 2D..." He paused for a moment, "W-well et's actually Stuart Pot but yeuwr uncle cols me '2D' because of dah two dents in me head..."
"Ah, I see. Well my name is (y/n)." You told him.
"(Y/n)? Well, dat's a lovely name if I do say so myself." He said sitting up and looking at you. You looked up at the rejected anime character , boy did those eyes creep you out, but they were also fascinating to you. In fact, He was quite interesting looking all together himself.

   He was much taller then you thought he would be, you could tell he would tower over you if you were to both stand up. His hair was very spikey, all over the place, and looked to be not dyed, but naturally blue. Probably had some expensive hair dye or something. His body was very lanky and thin, and his hands rather large and quiet boney. To top his bizarre looks off, he was missing his two front teeth. Your thoughts wondered back to his hair color again.

   "How did you get your hair to look so naturally blue?" You asked, still staring at him without realizing.
"Oh uhmm..my hair is actually naturally dis colour . I fell out of a tree when I fink I was 11 years old and injured me head, and well I took dis medicine to help me out and it made my hair turn blue instead of brown, like et used to be. I still get migraines from falling out of dat bloody tree, but Murdoc nevea gives me any pain killers."
"I think I have some ibuprofen back in my room if you want some."You offered, feeling bad for him.
"Dat would be great. Yeuw can bring em' tomorrow if yeuw can..."
"If Mudzy falls asleep quick enough tomorrow night, I'll definitely bring them to you." You said and then yawned, which made the boy next to you yawn as well. "Well, I'm off to bed. I'll try and visit you tomorrow."
"Fank yeuw for commin, I'm truley grateful to have someone to talk to. Well, goodnight luv." He said. You waved goodbye, closed the door, and went back to your room.

    "I wonder if he ever gets any food" you thought, making your way upstairs and opening your door. "Maybe I'll bring him some tomorrow." You thought, writing a reminder to bring him some medicine tomorrow, then climbing in your bed. You got underneath the covers and eventually, dosed off, falling asleep.

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