Gorillaz Oneshots

the lion king - a bit of russdel

where: kong studios
who: russel, del, and noodle
noodle watches a movie with russel and del.
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"the lion king! noodle wants to watch the lion king!" noodle squealed and held up a movie case.

"okay, okay! I'll put it in," russel took the case and inserted it into the DVD player.

Disney music began playing and russel sat on the couch. noodle sat in the middle, russel sat on the right, and del sat on the left.

del's hand slithered up to russel's and nudged it. that caused russel to jump a bit, then look over to del.

"what?" russel mouthed over. del didn't even pay attention to russ and interlocked his fingers with his.

russel's face became flushed and he relaxed under his touch. he smiled and looked back at the tv.

noodle screamed along with the title music. that scream could've killed someone, I fucking swear.

"good job, babygirl!" russel held up his other hand for her to high five. noodle punched his hand instead, most likely bruising it heavily.

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"no! is he dead? is simba dead?" noodle began crying hysterically and cuddled up with russ.

"sweetie, we'll just have to watch to find out." russel secretly shed a tear. it was a manly tear; all men cry.

simba reappeared on the screen and noodle jumped up. "yay! he's not dead!" she laughed and pointed at the screen.

"are... are you crying?" del asked russel. maybe he was, but this man wasn't going to admit to that.

"n-no, I've just got somethin' in my eye," he lied.

simba went up to his father. he keep telling him to get up, but he didn't budge.

"is HE dead?" noodle cried again, clinging onto russel's arm.

"yes, babygirl."

noodle broke out in a fit of tears. "b-but he was so young!"

"actually, hewasprettyoldbutwhatever." del quickly mumbled. russel slapped his hand and snapped his head towards him.

"sorry!" he held his hands up as if he were surrendering.

"noodle doesn't wanna watch the lion king anymore!" noodle curled up into a ball on the couch, sobbing.

"I'm sorry, babygirl." russel went over to the tv, turned it off, then sat back down.

he picked up noodle and held her in his lap. she circled around a few times, like a dog, then layed down.

russel chuckled and scooted close to del, keeping noodle in the same place.

del placed his arm over russel's shoulder and smiled.

noodle fell asleep, snoring softly in russel's lap. russel began to fall asleep, too, on del.

"goodnight, guys," del whispered and kissed russel's head.

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this is gay
as in homosexual
as in vvvvv gay
as in russdel