Teleported to Plastic Beach [Gorillaz]

rare breed

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"Are you crazy?" You hissed behind Murdoc. He is crazy, he's gonna let Cyborg noodle do the dirty work.

"No, you can't shoot them." You hissed again, holding onto Murdoc's hand as he kept it raised. Cyborg Noodle points the gun at the three men in front of you.

"Oi mate, tell your robot to put down the pistol, eh?" Tod bravely suggested. Your heart thumping anxiously as you look at Cyborg Noodle, who looks like she is made to kill.

"Murdoc..." you called, your foot tapping the wooden deck hysterically.

"She won't shoot unless I'll put my hand down," Murdoc answered. You bit the inside of your cheeks as you grip firmly, onto Murdoc's raised hand.

"Please don't," you whispered, beggingly to not give permission to the cyborg. "I don't wanna go to prison." You muttered.

"Didn't you hear me? I said tell your cyborg to put down the pistol," Tod said again, this time more bravely. You swallowed the lump in your throat as you stared at Murdoc.

"I said-"

"W-wot's happening 'ere?" Tod was soon cut off by a confused Stuart with grocery bags on both hands.

"What the- why are these people looking so different, Henry?" The person who never introduced himself spoke. He looks at Both Tod and Henry.

"That's racist of you to say that," you spoke.

"What's racist in tha'? Look at this guy with no eyes, this green man with a fuckin robot, mate. What are you supposed to be, a ghost?" The stranger teased, you rolled your eyes and slowly force Murdoc to hold down his hand.

"No, but you are."

"Whoa whoa, slow down there, love. We still need them." Murdoc whispered back at you, you sighed and nodded.

"2d, put the baggage in the um-" Murdoc's eyes gazing at the boats as he took his time to find the perfect vehicle. "- There, right over there." Murdoc pointed towards a fishing boat.

"That's my boat!" Henry was about to protest when he stomped his way towards us.

When suddenly, Murdoc raised his hand even higher causing Henry to stopped on his track mid-way. "Yeah, that's right, lad. Sod off," Murdoc threatened.

Stuart quickly went to the chosen fish boats and put down the cargos inside. "He put it," you told him, Murdoc Nodded.

"C'mon love, let's go." Murdoc quickly took your wrist and hurriedly went to the fishing boat, Cyborg Noodle still holding the gun against the three strangers. Slowly, she back away and climbed up the stairs.

Murdoc turns his back from the rest and started the engine. You scratched your head as your heart anxiously thumping inside your ribcage, it's almost as if it's gonna come out.

The boat was soon turned on and slowly, you were deprived of land. You stared at the three strangers worriedly.

"I'm sorry! We promise to give this back!" You yelled.

"We'll find you! And skin ya alive!" Tod threatened.

"Looking forward to it!" Murdoc replied, though they never heard it the three fishermen turned red as a tomato.

"I am going to jail, we all are." You sat down on one of the iceboxes. You scratch your chin and run your fingers through your hair.

Everyone went silent, the only thing that was booming is the engine. Stuart sat across from you, you didn't look at him. You ignored his whole existence right there.