Chapter 1 Another Day At Kong It was a relativley peaceful, and as usual, insanley rainy day at Kong Studios. Everyone was taking time from their last tour to, "get back to their roots" as Murdoc had put it. Noodle retreated to her room to do some stuff. Russel was finally back to his normal size and had left for the music store immediatley to get some new sticks, as his previously giant hands had crushed the first set, although he could now be heard putting around in the kitchen. 2D took to hooking up an old TV in his even older room and was watching some kind of corny monster movie. Murdoc however was no where to be found..... No one cared of course, they figured he was either A.) shagging a girl, B.) Drinking, or old reliable C.) Shagging TWO girls. So they let him be. Rubbing his head our beloved 2D was woken out of his zombie movie induced haze by a loud pounding on his door, he decided to do what anyone at Kong would do given the circumstances, he ignored it....
Chapter 2 Another Day At Kong The rain continued to pour, the etheral beauty of it all bringing about a new unexperienced awe to the dreary and quite frankly dreadful looks of Kong Studios. And the bassist would've even smiled a little at the splender of it all if he wasn't in the middle of making the singer wish he was never born. "M-MUDS, I'M SORRY!!!!!" "OH YEW WILL BE!!!" The sound of pans slamming around and various glass things breaking could be heard as the once calm and even slightly friendly satanist now raged through the kitchen, passed a stunned Russ, after 2D, who was praying that he could teleport suddenly to safety. "OI, GET BACK HERE DULLARD!!!" The chase continued up into the second floor and as they rounded a corner, 2D made the third dumbest mistake of his life, followed closely by his decision to work that eventful Saturday that he was ran over by Murdoc, and shortly by calling Murdoc a princess. But even these mistakes were not as great as the one he dove de
Morning Love (A short PinkDash Human fic) A soft yawn breaks the sound of morning silence as a pink haired girl by the name of Pinkie Pie rolls over, popping her back in bed as she does so. "Hmmmm, that feels better!" She chirps, she sits up and rubs her face for a sec, rubbing away the eyecrust and wear from the previous night before hopping out of bed. She dares to sneak a peak at her mirror and can't help but giggle, her hair is in an even bigger mess than it usually is, and she notes with amusement that little hickeys are littering her skin. "Oh gosh, I'd better tame this hair, now where's my hairbrush?" The pink brush in question is sticking out from under her dresser, and as she bends to get it she hears a sleepy groan. "Babe, what are you doing?" The shocked girl leaps up in suprise, almost hitting her head on one of the dresser handles as she does. "Oh, sorry, I forgot you were still here!" Another groan is her reply and she soon hears a sigh as her lover sits up in bed. "Yea
nice but raven skin is a bit darker blue
but that sill is cute