All I wanted to do was go to the bar and get a little bit tipsy. I ended up shitfaced.
Waking up with a huge headache and a bit of soreness between my legs, I immediately know what happened. I turn over to see a blue haired cutie, still asleep.
Deciding I'm still tired, I turn over to lay face down. I feel the blue haired guy start to wake up, but I ignore it. He gets up and I can feel the confusion rolling off of him, but I ignore it.
Five minutes later, I decide that I'm not getting anymore sleep and I decide to get up and put my from last night back on.
Taking another few minutes to not get lost, I found the kitchen just to see a shirtless green skinned man, who looks extremely familiar, hit the blue haired cutie with a shoe.
As he walks away, he throws the shoe. "Hey! What the hell is wrong with you?!" I shout. The guy turns around and I'm shocked to see it's my older brother, Murdoc. I just stand there wide eyed while he stalks up to me glaring. "Murdoc....?"
"Ahhh...... I see you're a fan. Why are you here?" He says, then looks at the blue haired one. "Please tell me you didn't sleep with him."
"So what if I did?" I asked getting over my shock, completely used to his abusive personality.
"Why would you? Look at him."
"He's prettier than you. Also, how do you not recognize me?" I ask, feeling a bit of sadness.
"Should I?"
"YES!!!!" I scream hurt.
"Do you not notice the similarities between you two?" The blue haired one asks Murdoc.
"No....." Murdoc says.
I start to tear up. "Fine, Doc."
"Who are you? What's your name?"
"Rihanna Niccals." I say quietly. The blue haired one pulls me into a hug, sensing that I'm about to cry.
"Wait! Ri?" Murdoc asks.
"You don't get to call me that. You didn't even recognize your own sister."
"How was I supposed to? I haven't seen you in years and you've changed so much."
"That's your fault. You never came home while I was growing up or even tried to find me. The only reason you even know I'm alive is because I'm here now!" I scream. I'm beyond livid.
"Hey, love. Let's go take a walk." The blue haired one whispers in my ear, steering me away from Murdoc. "Go do your radio show. We won't interrupt you." Murdoc turned, a small frown on his face.
"I'm sorry. I just realized I don't remember your name." I say quietly, once Murdoc had left into a room off the kitchen.
"Most people call me 2-D, though my name is Stuart, or Stu." The blue haired one, 2-D, says.
"I like 2-D. It's cute." I say. He laughs and shakes his head.
"Come on. We're still going on that walk." He says. We're greeted by the mail man with an eviction notice once we get out the front door.
"Whelp." I say. 2-D just smiles at me and we walk off. "I guess you're not getting rid of me. I'm not loosing my brother, regardless of how much of an ass he is."
"That's good. Cause I was gonna ask if you'd like to go out, like an actual date." 2-D says shyly.
"I would love too." I say, leaning in to give him a kiss on his cheek.
"Oh no you don't." 2-D says, moving my head to give me a real kiss. "After last night, I believe we're beyond that."
So, we walk and tell our stories. Hearing what my brother did to 2-D and how he treated everyone, I just want to throttle Murdoc; I probably will, but I'd probably only get away with chewing him out.
As I tell 2-D my story, he seems to understand how weird my life has been, given how unusual his has been since meeting Murdoc.
I sense a strong relationship ahead and I'm willing to try.
