| He fell back on the bed, staring at the ceiling of his room, and being vaguely fascinated with the way the pain moved from the right side of his head, down to his temple, pierced his right eye, and then swallowed his entire face, ending up making his neck and face ache. He moaned softly at the irony of Murdoc always calling him 'face-ache'...it was so true, although in a different way than Murdoc intended. 2D lay on his bed for a while longer, his limbs and body feeling heavy, and his head feeling like it weighed tons. Finally the drugs kicked in and he stood up slowly, his migraine becoming a weak throbbing in the side of his head, drowsiness clouding his system. He knew he probably looked as blank as he usually did, now, but it was better than the throbbing and retching he knew he'd have to endure as soon as the drug was out of his system. 2D sighed and ran his hands over his face, the coolness feeling good against the warm skin, and carefully opened his door. The music got louder without the barrier, but he was okay now, if still a bit dizzy. He headed to the kitchen and heated some water for chamomile tea to calm his stomach and put something back in it. As soon as he sat down at the kitchen table with his mug of tea, Noodle came in the room with a bowl of ramen and some chopsticks, sitting down on the chair beside him. She took one look at his face and could tell he had the drugs in his system. She sighed and crawled into his lap, burying her cheek against his chest as she ate, comforting him with her presence. 2D smiled for the first time that day, and drank from his cup in the companionable silence. Murdoc walked in and laughed loudly at the scene, "Ha! You look stupid as ever, face-ache!" he said loudly, and Noodle put a finger to her lips, blowing around it to signal silence. "Murdoc quiet. 2D-chan sick!" she said, leaning back against 2D again. Murdoc walked into the room and gave 2D a quick noogie, which sent him spiralling down into pain again, despite the drugs. He moaned softly and pulled his head away...it still felt like it weighed tons, and the G-forces inside his head affected his stomach again. He sipped at his tea and forced his stomach to calm. "Dullard's on drugs." Murdoc taunted, "Stupid as ever, face-ache." Then he left the room, "How could a little headache make you that stupid? "If only you knew, Murdoc, if only you knew." 2D said softly, and closed his eyes against the burning light. |