EOWIEEEE + Fic / The Secret Garden Gift Title: When you see black and white, inevitably end up missing something.
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ruka_nanjou &
izzieanne Beta: The Oracle {
Metallica } ♥
Fandom : Gorillaz.
Pairing: It is basically a Gen on 2D. But there is also a good subtext Murdoc / Noodle. And she is always the same, so you can consider her / XD all
Rating: PG13 Word Count: 3058 words {3058} W
Notes: slightly ironic, quite stupid. A few touches paranormal {which will be explained in the notes at the end} ... and I think it's enough. Oh, there's also the fact that Murdoch is several years older than Noodle. xDD
Disclaimer: The characters are of themselves and their creators, of course, are not ours. And we do not profit from the above, but we wrote it as a gift.
Notes: Written for eowie . For his birthday, so here \u0026lt;3 she is a lovva, and we absolutely wanted to fulfill his request.
I hope you like it, lovv!
Unfortunately, to understand this
story you should read before and after this this . Yes, it is a sort of saga, but do not take bad xD
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A normal day for 2D, which begins with him already awake.
E 'now known, in fact, suffering from a lot' of time - and because a certain person - of what is commonly called
insomnia.
Thus, a normal day starts with him that is already awake.
And during the night has also been beaten - no matter by whom, but it happens often enough - and has also had a little 'time to think, something that does not happen.
Definitely, a normal day, for 2D, begins with a breakfast at a time impractical Russel appearance in the kitchen. Or Murdoc, as has recently been in the habit to scour studies Kong at night, for whatever reason.
But this is not a normal day.
Because usually our hero does not think the rest of his group, while today it does.
Today we thought. And everyone is waiting for them - so much is always a time of day when they are together and attempts to eat! - To tell them what they failed to understand.
* "You know ... now I understand
.
debuted over lunch - though few people are listening to, much more taken by what they face from him - and try to give a certain tone to his words.
But his claim is made by complete silence. Even a bit 'dangerous, maybe.
Russell is the only one who raised his head from the newspaper, pretending some sort of interest in his words. The other two seem to have even noticed, for his words.
But the sad face of 2D - which recognize almost by chance - that convinced them there was something they had ignored.
"What?" Ask, hoping he does not notice that the speech made (But its expression seems to have just held an entire conference) have not heard anything.
"Lately, there's a strange climate. And I know why! "
Same silent and motionless as before. Interrupted only by glances of Murdoc and Russel to look for it towards the singer.
And any normal person
or at least clever
understand that in that case, you should keep quiet.
But 2D is definitely not normal. Nor smart.
* was not wanted. In short, he was just trying to beat his personal record of hours of wakefulness - is in his nature to try something fun, even in sickness - and there was almost successful, when he heard the first signs of impending drowsiness. Then he tried something different than usual, a swirl in the humming of the engines Kong would have been enough to distract him, and the noise had attracted.
Steps.
steps above him, heavy, like those ... Murdoc.
"Impossible", it was said, everybody knows - even the mice - that Murdoch is in the parking lot at night. For him, this fact is quite boring because it deprives him of a familiar but often think it would still be the same, which probably Murdoc, Noodle and Russel as, to be contained in a stupid room
sleep.
He stretched both ears (with two holes for eyes blacks must make do with what you have, and soon he was accustomed to see the world in black and white - and to compensate, at times, with the hearing), had set the rectangle grigino bright and vaguely that it was the ceiling above him, creating a mental map of the small Kong and adding little by little flags fluttering in the points where Murdoc passed. Who knows why Murdoc had not thought of before, to walk in the Kong of night!
And then, suddenly, he heard other footsteps! He had pulled up abruptly from the unmade bed, opening his mouth in silent cry. Steps lighter, sure, but still perfectly distinguishable, they had started - in a hurry - the chamber ... Russel?
But Russell never moved at night. It is not even turned in his bed, he was so quiet - indeed, in this regard, 2D and Noodle had made a valid theory because it was not the fault of the fat (otherwise how would he play the drums?), Russell was certainly a kind vampire, like those of Jesus Christ
Vampyr Hunter, only he was afraid of the dark, and in his room, maybe under the bed, there was certainly a kind of coffin, so it was impossible to move. So in the end it was still because of the fat.
Russell had gone to Murdoc, and both were arrested. 2D clenched his fists and narrowed his eyes while carrying the maximum level of concentration - in a video game would be easier, certainly, but less satisfactory - and came to feel something. A noise waving, as if Murdoc, Russel, or, were walking on the spot.
Russell could do the statue better than anyone, knew everyone and then decided (by exclusion) that, as it was absurd, Murdoc stalling.
It was a shame not to know exactly what happened - 2D images because they were talking about something really interesting to do at night and in the corridor, but out of reach and would be a bad idea - he knew no one better than the violent wrath of Niccals and the oppressive silence of Russell, when there hangs himself of forbidden topics.
Sure, he could slip over in secret (as long as the door, the walls, the few but treacherous furniture, carpets and whatever terrible Murdoc and Noodle were planted on the floor the day before they betrayed him) and eavesdrop on the conversation secret, but he was not sure of being able to stand in silence and quiet all the time, especially a few meters away from his friends.
shook his head and sat down.
finally rewarded him with a change of its decision: Russell had taken a backward step - a step short and angry - and Murdoch had begun to walk, indeed, almost ran, towards the room of Noodle.
Here, she knew, she had a party without inviting him! Yet he was aware of what was bored, he, at night!
Offesissimo, had taken his eyes to the ceiling and had dropped on the bed, pouting her pillow, but then did not resist and had to put listening. Even Russell, poor thing, was not invited.
wrinkled his nose thinking to recent strange behavior of Noodle and Murdoc - especially Murdoch, who was lost forever to fix any object in space, while Noodle dancing. At first he thought he saw a ghost, but when had they asked - politely, for more! - The bass player had turned toward him and hit (on the head and not jokingly) and then turn back toward the girl and the ghost
. Noodle
also did not play with him again, as before. And who knows when it happened, but suddenly she started dancing by herself, was amused, too, and never invited him. It was funny to dance well, moving across, even when the music ended, laughing alone for things that nobody knew. The Russell had asked and he shook his head with a nostalgic smile, "is growing," he said. Bell'aiuto, had seen him that Noodle had become higher.
Sometimes he wondered if anything happened to her shoulder. And that night he had had proof: Noodle had a party in his room - even! Right there, where nobody wanted to invite! - And only one person the group was gone.
And he was there in the dark, everything just felt bored while the sounds of celebration.
And then continued to retort, she and Murdoch. But he treated him like a child - or a dog to where it says "Stay", as if he could not understand what you said, but he understood, and how.
We had spent a bit ', of course - the rest is not easy to do the detective all by myself (everyone knows that the great detective work well because they have a reliable shoulder) - and it was served that night sleepless unusually agitated really understand.
* "It 's not your fault," he says pointing to the bass player. These
merely raise my eyes and murmur an annoyed "Eh?".
"Well, here. I have heard "shake a bit 'hand - no more pointing Niccals - and moves a bit' to give emphasis to the words that is going to say and knows how to hit.
Although he has never been so good in expressing themselves.
"
What have you heard?"
"I know ... here ..." the words abandon him at this very moment, when it is one step away from saying what he knows. Perhaps it is the fault of the eye - never been so bad - the other.
Or maybe because it is excited ... the fact is, that words and is forced to return at straws.
"Have you made the party, I know!" He blurts out in the end, so fast that it assumes a tone strangely hysterical.
And the reactions are many: those who remain silent - eyes wide and lips sewn, who stands up in an attempt to find a blunt object and who gets angry and just - but for reasons that are not produced by 2D. Fortunately
his instinct tells him to duck just in time to dodge - a whisker, which can still be heard on the cheek - a fork launched by Noodle, has no time for congratulations, because the Japanese had already grabbed another object - but 2D does not waste time figuring out what it is, because know that will hurt if it reached - and then slips off the chair and runs away.
can not distinguish the expression of Noodle, but imagine if she's smiling, and soon finds himself running up and down the Kong, under a rain of angular objects.
has almost frightened, at first, because the launch of the girl were not joking, but after a few minutes the guitar has changed his shots, and 2D acknowledged, in pursuit, one of their favorite games.
runs to the couch, which has always been a good barricade.
But he calculated that Murdoch is a person much more clever than he. The bassist, in fact, after overcoming the initial seconds of loss felt
should follow the example of the singer and hide himself somewhere - if it pulls objects Noodle, Russel is certainly more dangerous.
said than done, Niccals took advantage of the confusion made by the blue-haired boy and moved very slowly, slipping behind the couch and standing there perfectly still, leaving just escape every now and then some smug grin, and then groaned when - in 'yet another step to avoid a dirty pan - 2D stumbles into the folds of the sofa cover and land straight on the bass.
As soon as the singer realizes that you have not broken your neck - and above that due to this incident, Noodle momentarily lost sight of him - turns to Murdoc smiled hesitantly.
Niccals returns with an expression suddenly cold - not 2D distinguishes perfectly, but can feel the eyes pierce like a steel blade - and if he shakes off, making it finally dropped on the floor, "shove off," snarls.
"There mica wrote your name on it!"
"But my diabolical plan includes this place!" Yes
His voice is too high. Yes, two dangerous individuals - those up to three seconds before screaming and throwing things around, however, unaware of their hiding place - they are wary of where they are. And, as if not enough, we are now approaching. Murdoc
opens his eyes - those eyes of two different colors that a particular person is fun to watch - and try to go away again, without success. Black
now hanging over him.
It is more frightening than usual, with the huge red t-shirt ... or maybe it's his eyes makes it so terrifying. Which is unfair, Noodle is holding a red-hot poker, that's fine, but it looks mica
so bad, 2D!
"What have you done?" His voice is strangely calm, his tone is so calm that puts chills.
Murdoc looks away as if looking for an escape route, when he knows that escape is virtually impossible - unless the couch sink into a chasm and take him back - then fixed somewhere in that enormous red shirt and is about to open his mouth.
"No! We did not do anything! "At which point the girl screaming, waving the poker to the drummer, her cheeks were now the same color of the jersey of his friend.
bringing the singer to realize a '
other truth: "But it was a secret? I should not say that? "
* E 'again at night and he is again lying on the bed - with a couple of bruising more than usual, though.
2D scans the ceiling with eyes vaguely surprised, but still wonders exactly what it was, so terrible secret, in what he has dared to reveal, for reacting that way Russel. Maybe after the party Noodle and Murdoc have left the hall covered with confetti and he is angry, or have made enough noise to wake the drummer? Rubs the bump on his forehead, sighing in frustration, without really wanting tends ears.
None.
Well, quite normal, in fact: no one would be stupid enough to challenge for two times in one day the anger of poor Russell. But it sure would be able Noodle, Murdoc and keeps repeating that "the risk is exciting. "
So maybe ... maybe give a party tonight. Or are already showing.
But you do not hear anything! Perhaps they decided to change the place. And if they did the top floor? Maybe Murdoch is already gone up, unseen by anyone, and the steps are too light Noodle to be followed.
Perhaps he could take part, just because a test of courage "as in the horror film. Perhaps it would suffice for him to get up and tried them
... He gets up, puts on his trousers without loss of time to look at them - the rest is as always so, and never felt the need of a mirror - you set a cap on his head and found somewhere near the door. The lampshades turned on his bedside table projects a beam of light in the corridor, the door to almost any scale, on which stands his shadow.
lit up the corridor on the first step, and he realizes he has nothing: either a flashlight or a cell phone, even a stupid lighter, but does not want to go back, rests his right hand on the wall and salt, a step at a time, carefully. Arriving at the ground floor, he stops in a moment of indecision. This is a dangerous place, filled with a thousand perils that already struggle to distinguish 2D - let alone to avoid
- in the light of day.
hazard a step, feeling the ground with his foot around him as he would a blind man with his staff, then another and another, to the couch. He smiles, proud of himself, with affection and caresses the cabinet, in a silent thanks. It feels a crunch.
He crouched in the same position as Murdoc in the morning for breakfast - well, after breakfast, as a result of its listing No one has ever done - and waits in the dark. It sees
. It is clear she can not be anyone else.
Besides, can not see properly, it can also be dark, but not to be confused with Noodle Murdoc and Russel. And he knows it's her.
He understood the light steps, and the small figure dall'andatura.
was once more laid back ... another thing is Note that 2D and changed a bit 'too late - maybe. But actually, the Noodle is a time would also be prudent of his presence (that of a time he did not trust a lot and was always on the defensive. He was not distracted by parties or by Murdoch. It certainly did not threaten anyone with the pokers ...) while the new
does not.
keep walking in and out, to get to the stairs and - probably - going down.
this evening the festivities are held in the parking lot?
At this point, he realizes that something is not coming back. A party in the parking lot?! In the camper Murdoc?! And she was going
without him?! Since he started taking attitudes
funny, it was never dropped in the garage.
said strange things, girl things, things he could not understand: he spoke little - in fact - and the few things she said, 2D could no longer understand them.
Or, more likely
, not played the right way.
remains a bit 'stop to think about what to do. Chooses to follow, because he has not done all these labors for nothing ... if anything, he wants proof that they're avoiding. He wants proof that she is no longer the Noodle for a time and that any report that he is changing with the members of the group.
is smart enough to wait a while '- has learned how to act from his beloved game and sometimes, long ago, he and the guitarist had talked about strategies to be implemented in the event of an attack by zombies - before descending the last flight of stairs and find yourself in the cold garage.
awkwardly takes a few steps - has never been a type style - and expects one of two open the door of '
home and come out to throw an object.
But it happens. Nothing happens to all this, no one notices his presence.
The last light is, for 2D, when putting together the pieces of the puzzle and realized that there was no celebration, that is important. It 's a matter of people.
understands that Noodle is a little shame 'that are, at this time, Murdoc more interesting than all the others. He understands that Murdoc can not admit to others that he had found someone who really wanted
well (never saw the bass player hit Noodle; of punches as he has taken very many). And as for Russell ... well, it's always been protective and jealous.
The pieces fit together and realizes - but always in his innocent way - there is no room for him in the party. And that must be
another role if it wants to participate in the change in policy.
/ /
Closing remarks - really necessary: So, this being a strange fanfiction, there are some things we need to specify.
1. Yes, exit the TV series Heroes 2D and hearing crazy. Script requirements, we were convinced that the plan where he was he was the one below Noodle and Russel.
When we discovered that, in fact, is two floors below us, we were a bit 'dumb, but now it was already done. xDDD
2. The films that we mention in this fanfiction are all existing. I am a bit 'too much to specify the sources, but you can just search Google - or Yahoo. I prefer Yahoo, here * _ * - those names and you will find the gold.
For most, are not well known trash.
3. EOWIEEEEEEEEEEEE GREETINGS! See? You asked me on a Gen 2-D and I'll I've written! I ♥
lovvo!
4. Forgive us for the title. Really .___.
