|Be Careful What You Wish For
Author: juno08 PM
what happens when Noodle wishes something bad upon Murdoc? surprising twists in this story with lots of heart between the bassist and guitarist. rated T for Murdoc's foul languageRated: Fiction T - English - Drama/Family - Chapters: 4 - Words: 3,087 - Reviews: 16 - Favs: 10 - Follows: 4 - Updated: 11-12-07 - Published: 11-10-07 - Status: Complete - id: 3883176
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a/n: last part!! i've finished my first story!
Disclaimer: i do not own the Gorillaz or any of their million dollar selling songs...
The doctor waved a hand. "He's fine." He said, smiling. "The operation was a success."
They cheered aloud, startling the other people in the waiting room. Noodle cheered too, feeling tears of relief and joy stream down her face.
"He's coming out of anesthesia, so you'll be able to see him in a little while. A nurse will come back and lead you to him." The surgeon explained.
Noodle jumped up and hugged 2D. Russel hugged both of them, lifting them off of their feet in a bone-crushing embrace.
Russel nodded. "We'll be quick."
They stepped inside the room to see the bassist lying in a bed, strewn with wires and tubes. His arm was in a sling and his shoulder was bandaged heavily. Seeing him like this provoked more tears of sympathy from Noodle's eyes.
"'E looks funny." 2D said in a whisper.
"You're no looker yourself, Mr. Pretty Boy." Russel smirked. His mood was improving since he knew his friend was going to be okay.
"'Ey, what if we pour some water on 'im? You fink he'll melt? I mean, look at those wrinkles on 'is face. They're as deep as pockets."
"I'm awake 'ere." Murdoc grunted.
2D jumped backwards a few paces. "Muds! You really are all righ'!" he exclaimed.
The bassist's eyes flickered open. "Yeah, and if I had the strength, I'd knock another gap in your teeth, Dullard."
"All right, Muds, calm down." Russel said, softly. "First off, tell us how you're feeling."
He gingerly touched his bandaged shoulder. "Like I've got a hangover, but it doesn't really feel all that bad. And it feels like Satan stabbed me in the shoulder with one of 'is flamin' pitchforks."
"D'you 'member what 'appened?" 2D asked him.
"Yeah, a bit…I 'member this black hooded bloke stepped up and pulled a gun on me…then Noodle…"
He sat bolt upright in bed, wincing at the excruciating pain in his shoulder.
"Noodle!! Where is she?! Is she--?"
"I'm right here, Murdoc-san." Noodle spoke up. She had been completely silent as she watched her big brothers converse. "Please lie down before you hurt yourself."
He lay back against the pillows. "Oh…great. I just thought maybe…"
She nodded. "I know." She turned to 2D and Russel. "Can you two leave us for a minute? I would to talk to Murdoc-san alone."
Russel shrugged. "After you, 'D."
"After I what?" 2D asked.
Russel shoved the singer out the door and closed it behind himself.
Noodle turned to Murdoc. "Murdoc-san, I'm so sorry about all of this."
He was confused. "Whatcha talkin' love? This wasn't your fault."
"Yes it was." She said, feeling more tears rising inside her. "I…I made a wish last night, after you kicked Timothy out of the studios. I wished that something bad would happen to you, something that would make you feel the pain I felt that night. And then when this happened, I just realized…" she broke off. She dropped to her knees by his bedside and buried her face into the sheets, feeling the sobs pour out of her.
Murdoc, still confused, reluctantly patted her on the back. "S'all right, darlin'. Ta tell you the truth, I don't blame you."
It was her turn to be confused. She lifted her head and looked at him through flooded eyes. "W-What do you m-mean?" she asked.
"Well, I'd wish the same thing on meself too. I must've been such a bastard, righ'? I guess you could say I deserve it."
"No, no, Murdoc-san!" she cried, clutching his good arm. "What happened to you is something I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy! No one deserves to be shot."
"'Cept maybe that Hopper character. You 'member when he called me a 'nob'? I wanted ta shoot 'im meself."
Noodle couldn't help but giggle. She wiped her eyes on her sleeve and gave him a sad smile. "I'm glad you're okay, Murdoc-san. I don't know what I would do if I'd lost my big brother."
He gave her a small smile. "Me neither. But it's gonna be hard tryin' ta play bass with one arm."
She carefully placed her arms around his neck and gave him a gentle hug. "I love you, Big Brother." She said, sniffling.
He hugged her back with his good arm. "I love you too, Lil' Sis."
"That's sooo sweet!!" they heard 2D's voice from behind the door.
"Dullard! Get in 'ere so I can rearrange your pretty face!" Murdoc shouted.
Noodle's smile widened, happily knowing that she had the best family any teen could ask for.
(lol, most likely, Noodle is still grounded...)