D-Day

2D laid there on his bed.
It was just another silent day on the beach.
Plastic Beach didn't have very many noises.
The only things 2D ever heard were Murdoc yelling, the Cyborg beeping, and the crash of water against the island.
Not to many the many noises he heard during pirate attacks.
2D hated it here.
Everything about it made him feel like a prisoner.

"Dullard!"

2D sat up on hs bed to look at the door as hs eyebrows furrowed.
Murdoc stood at his doorway with a twisted grin on hs face.
That was always a sgn of danger for the blue hared man.

"Faceache, I need ya'."

"Fo' wha' t'is time yew tosser?"

Murdoc lunged forward grabbing a handful of blue hair and slamming 2D into a wall.
The younger man whimpered in pain as Murdoc's deep laughter filled the room.
2D squirmed against the wall as Murdoc continued to laugh.

"So I see ya' gettin' an attitude wit' me?"

"Fuck yew Murdoc!"

Murdoc slammed his face into the wall once more causing 2D's head to start throbbing with pain. He then grabbed his throat and began choking him. 2D scratched at him and struggled to be released.

"Look I don' 'ave time to play t'ese games wit' yew. Maybe if ya' kept ya' mouth shut yew wouldn' be whimperin' like t'e twit yew are."

Murdoc sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose as he released his grip on the blue haired man. 2D collapsed onto the floor like a rag doll desperately gasping for air.

"Cyborg!"

The machine walked into the room and turned her attention to Murdoc.

"Get t'is fuckin' poof in t'e chamber I built."

"Chamber?!"

"I told ya' I needed ya' for somethin'. Listen ya' fuckin' idiot."

Cyborg roughly grabbed 2D by the arm catching him by surprise and pulled a gun out of her pocket.
She always had a weapon on her.
2D stared at her in terror as he looked at her features.
She felt cold and almost dead,
He hated how she was nothing compared to the real Noodle.
He missed her.

He looked around to realize they'd been walking down a staircase for what seemed like hours.
He gasped as he reached the bottom.
Computer monitors decorating the walls and a large table with a world map on it.
Is this where Murdoc spend his time?
2D looked carefully to see a computer monitor focused on his room.
Murdoc really did see everything...
2D shivered at the thought of what Murdoc could have seen in particular.
What if Murdoc had seen him last week when he tried to stick his-

"Just shove the dullard in there."

Cyborg grabbed his pants and clipped a walkie talkie like device onto him.
2D was quickly shoved into a circular glass room as he observed the object.
He looked over to see Murdoc grinning in a corner.

"Mudz, wot is awl of t'is? What t'e fuck did yew put me in?"

"Time travel is a funny t'ing ya' know."

"What the-"

"I mean bein' able to do it is like fuckin' over nature. Am I righ'?"

2D looked at Murdoc dumbfounded. His teeth clenched as he watched the bassist walk over to the side of the glass dome to some sort of control panel.

"Wot are yew on 'bout Murdoc?"

Murdoc's mouth twisted into a horrid smile.
He laughed as he watched the terror wash over 2D's face like a title wave.

"Ya' gonna test to see if my time machine works."

"Wot?!"

"So what year an' day?"

"Yew fuckin' tosser! Do yew really fink people can time travel?!"

Murdoc burst into a beastly cackle.

"T'ink? I know I's gonna work. An' if it doesn't...who knows. Yew coul' die. Not like I give a bloody fuck."

2D's dark voids widened with fear as he began to bang on the glass.

"Get me outta 'ere yew wanker!"

"Oh come on! I built Cyborg an' she's fine! T'e only advice I got is don't be messin' wit' shit. Just let t'ings 'appen. Now where to?"

"I dun know where to go yew arse! Maybe t'e day yew ruined my life..."

"Fine! August 15th it is! 1997 here you come!"

Murdoc's finger pressed a large red button.
Suddenly...nothing.


2D woke up on what seemed like asphalt.
It was hard and cold against his body making him ache.
Almost as if he just landed on it.
He slowly opened his eyes to see he was laying in front of some sort of shop.
His eyes widened as he realized, he wasn't on a beach.
He jumped up in excitement shooting him with pain he happened to ignore.
Wait, had the time travel worked?
He walked slowly into the store.
There he saw behind the counter a handsome blue haired man, no older than 20.
The young boy stared off into space almost as if were staring at a particular object.
2D looked closely at the young man.
The boy turned his head and looked at the older man with confusion.
His bright blue eyes seemed to pierce through 2D like a needle.
He knew exactly who this youn boy was...
him.

"'Ello my name is Stuart welcome to Norm's Organ Emporium where the music...oh wha' evah I dun remember t'e catch phrase." he said in a bored monotone voice as he pushed his bangs out of his face. He smiled excitedly at the older man revealing a full row of pearly white teeth. 2D looked at the younger version of himself in amazement. He'd never remembered being so good looking. He looked up at the clock and remembered.

"Um sir...'ello? Wot woul' yew like?"

"MOVE!"

"Wot?"

"MOVE NOW!"

The younger man looked at 2D in confusion as 2D lunged forward and tackled the man behind the counter. Suddenly a car smashed through the front of the store right where he was standing. A green skinned man hurriedly got out of the car and began grabbing keyboards. 2D looked down to see a terrified look on Stuart, his piercing blue eyes full of shock. 2D picked himself off of the ground and walked over to what he recognized to be a young Murdoc. He swiftly turned him around and punched him in the face feeling the impact crack something.

"Tha's for everyfink yew arse!"

"An' who t'e bloody fuck a' yew tosser?! Ya' broke my nob!"

"Get a fuckin' shrink before yew 'urt someone! I dun' care 'bout t'e abuse yo' father an' Hannibal put yew through! Doesn' mean yew 'ave to be a twat abou' everyfin'!

Murdoc looked at 2D in confusion as cops pulled up behind them. 2D had forgotten, he didn't know him yet. He had just stopped their fates from colliding making him who he was today. Murdoc Niccals was no longer the puppeteer of his life and Gorillaz would never be born.
2D thought over what he'd just done. What was going to happen to Russel? Without that ad for a guitarist, what was going to happen to Noodle?
Young Stuart gasped on the floor and pulled himself up.
He lunged forward hugging 2D tightly.

"T'ank yew! Yew saved me! Who knows wot could've 'appened if t'at tosser hit me?!"

All 2D could think was the the fact that he knew.
He knew what it woud've been like.
The younger man smiled at him as he released his grip.
2D watched as the police arrested Murdoc who'd still been standing there, looking at him in awe.

"How can I repay you? Can I take yew out fo' coffee?"

2D nodded.

"I guess so...but we can't jus' leave a crime scene..."

"Fuck ih'! My dad's got ih'! Le's jus' go!"

"Fine."

The younger man's phone rang. 2D remembered the tone of the ring, but not who it meant was calling.

"Wait one sec." Stuart flipped his phone open.

"Hey Paula! Yew won' guess wot jus'...oh...yew can't come over tonight? Why? Oh...ok well family comes firs'...Love yo-"

2D heard a dial tone. She'd just hung up on him. Stuart smiled sadly at his phone then looked back up at 2D.

"Oh well!"

"Who was tha'?"

"Oh, my girl Paula. A real gem."

2D desperately wanted to tell the younger version of himself what Paula was doing to him, but that would have to wait.

"Well, let's go fo' some coffee. By t'e way I'm Stu. Stuart Tusspot. Jus' call me Stu. Who a' yew?"

"Oh, I'm 2D."

"2D? Is tha' some sort of nickname."

He didn't want to be honest.

"Nope. Jus' 2D."

"Well then 2D, off we go."

Stuart looked up at 2D brushing his fingers through his hair and pulling a fag out of his pocket and lighting it. He delicately took a puff and smiled with his full row of teeth. He never remembered being this beautiful in his life.The piercing blue eyes and matching hair. The way he stood and his teeth. Everything about him seemed beautiful and even... perfect. Maybe that's why fate decided to make him look different. He seemed to be mysterious too. Didn't have much to say and seemed a little smarter. 2D liked the mystery behind him, although he already knew all his secrets, for they were his own.

"Want a fag?"

"Oh...um s-sure."

Stuart handed 2D a fag as he nervously placed it in his mouth and lit it. He never seen anyone so interesting looking. He looked exactly like him, but his hair was very messy and his eyes seemed to be blackened. Even his two front teeth were gone. He was beautiful in a twisted way. The way he nervously spoke like a child intrigued Stuart. He had a tendency to do this himself, but he seemed much brighter than the man next to him. He couldn't place his finger on the age of the man. Although he seemed older he acted like a kid and looked like a teenager. Maybe around 25-30. 35 Maximum. He raised an eyebrow at 2D making him give him a goofy near-toothless smile. This man seemed to be a tosser...
but he liked it.