My Medicine | 2doc

four | alone

The next morning, Russel came to find Murdoc on the couch with a stupid grin on his face, passed out. Must've found himself a bird. It's been a while since he's brought one. Good for him, he didn't give it another thought.

As Russel made his way to the kitchen, he was stopped by a short figure. He looked down to see Noodle tugging at his shirt. "Russel! Russ! Ruuuss!" She tugged harder when he noticed her. He nodded, showing that he was listening. "Murdoc's dead!!" She screamed, causing Russel to flinch. It also caused the 'dead' man to rise.

"I'm not dead for fuck's sake. Let a man sleep" Murdoc shoved his face into a cushion, trying to get the pounding in his head to stop. Noodle giggled.

"Whatever, girl" Russel began preparing a mug of coffee and setting the kettle for the tea addicted singer. Russel knew he wasn't going to be able to get 2-D down without peppermint tea. He had a plan, it wouldn't work well if 2-D was locked up in his room all day, again.

Upstairs, the aroma of peppermint infiltrated 2-D's nostrils. He hummed at the smell. It was like a dream. As though a spell had been cast upon him, his nose led him out of his room. He looked like a cartoon dog, nose pointed in the direction of the scent and his butt high in the air. A rather hilarious sight for the others as he made his way into the kitchen, considering the fact that he hadn't bothered to dress.

Murdoc looked up from the cushion, curious to what the laughter was about. "Nice briefs, make your ass look nice" he made one of those perverted Murdoc noises. His comment instantly brought 2-D out of his trance. A sinister giggle left Noodle. They had tried their best to keep Noodle innocent but Murdoc was too bad of an influence. 2-D hurried into the kitchen, his cheeks as rubicund as a rose. "Tea, please" he begged

"Dress first, it'll be on the coffee table" Russel chuckled.

5 minutes later (In the spongebob narrator voice)

2-D took a seat on the couch, the blush never leaving his face. Murdoc was seated on the other end, entertaining himself with his phone. A smirk spread on his face. He was aware of the singer's presence.

2-D took the tea cup into both of his hands and brought it to his mouth in a reserved manner. Murdoc found that cute. He enjoyed watching his singer. Emphasis on his. Murdoc thought of 2-D as his own. It's why he always objectified him. Like a slow computer not working properly, Murdoc would hit him. Both actions not being beneficial to the performance of each. He didn't expect any better, he just wanted to express his anger. Sure, he felt bad after when the computer crashed or when 2-D had a breakdown, but the feeling was temporary.

"Alright crackers, y'all don't get along. I'm stating the obvious but my point is if y'all don't get along, no more tea, Dentz, and your nose ain't gonna look too good, not that it ever did, Murdoc" Russel pushed Murdoc to 2-D's end of the couch and sat. Due to Russel being the big man he is, Murdoc and 2-D were squished next to each other on the small couch. "Understand?" He turned to the awkward pair. They both nodded in unison. "Good"

Russel didn't bother to leave so they weren't squished anymore. 2-D became annoyed and inhaled the rest of his tea like a vacuum in hopes of leaving the situation. He was unlucky.

"Nope! You're staying. In fact, Noodle and I are the ones leaving. But don't worry! I set up cameras before everyone got up so if y'all wanna not use the time to bond,  I'll know. Looking for 'em and taking 'em down ain't an option either. I'll know the footage is missing so, ha! Noodle and I are tired of y'all not getting along. It's annoying and nobody likes when Murdoc's mad. Have fun!" With that Russel got up. "Noodle, ready?" He called at the staircase. Noodle ran down, overly energetic. She had a black band tee, grey skinny jeans, and black converse on. "We're seeing my favorite band at the music festival today! Have fun Toochie, be nice Murdoc!" She ran up to the door and bounced in place while she waited for Russel to get his shoes all the way on.