Chapter: 7

    "So, let me get this straight. This entire time, you've been working for an award-winning band, and now you're moving your stuff in with them?" Ronnie retold.

    "Mhm, mind handing me that box?" You asked, pointing to a box that said games. "Yeah, but how is that possible? You literally just plan to clean for them." He said, truly flabbergasted as he handed you the box.

    "Pfft- I still am. Just at an easier pace for myself. Moving in with my employers isn't that big of a deal, plus the main boss said he picked out a good room for me. So that's a plus." You grinned, shoving that last box into the truck.

     "Next to his, I bet. Murdoc is known for being "fancied" among the ladies." Ronnie said, a wave in his eyebrows.

    "One, ew. Don't ever say "fancied" in my presence. Two, I see why they do." You said casually. "So you admit you want to bang him? Even the singer?" He asked.

    "I'm admitting that they are both attractive dudes. Like for fuck sake, a dude with all-black eyes, and one turning green don't come every day, and not many can make that work." You said with a shrug.

    Ronnie only replied with a hum of agreement before shutting the back of the truck shut. "So, this is it?" He asked. "Mhm, I will miss this place." You said with a sigh.

    "Even the shit AC?" He asked a grin on his lips. "Especially the shit AC." You answered with a laugh. Then, your phone vibrated in your hands.

    Checking the screen, you saw a new message was sent to you, from a number you didn't recognize.

??: When are you coming over?

    Is what you read. "Did you accidentally give my number to a one-night stand, while you were wasted and high?" You asked.

    "I promised it was only gonna be a fifty-time thing." He said, raising his head to his chest. "Then who-" You paused when your phone vibrated once more.

??: This is 2D by the way.

    Ronnie peaked over your shoulder as you read the text. "Oooh, you and a singer texting. Do you swing your legs when you two text?" He teased. "Oh, shut the hell up, I just got his number today." You giggled, sending a quick reply.

You: "Hey D, should be there in about an hour and a half? If not earlier, see you then."

"Don't forget to tell him you love him!" Ronnie hollered from the truck. "He already knows!"

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    It was a short drive to Kong Studios. You hauled a few of your personal and fragile items in your car, as the others were in the moving trucks.

    "Ugh, I get what you meant by the smell." Ronnie gagged as you parked your car. "Told you wouldn't like it. Behave when you meet them." You deadpanned.

    "Yes, mom, I'll be a good boy." He snickered, bringing you to laugh as well. You both got out of the car, seeing that the sky seemed to be a lot brighter on this day. Odd.

    Ronnie couldn't tell, that being this was his first time here. "Not too shabby here, see why you like it." He said as you came to his side.

    "Yeah, lot nicer inside as it is outside-" "CHEEKY!!" A familiar voice squeaked out. The two of you turned to find Noodle running her way to you with a smile.

     "NOODLE!" You cheered, kneeling down and opening your arms out to the little girl. She ran her way into your arms, just for you to throw her into the air and spin her around before resting the giggling girl on your hip.

    "Ā , ohayōgozaimasu. Ohayōgozaimasu. Kesa wa ohayōgozaimasu." ("Ah, good morning to you too cutie! Sure missed you this morning.") You said to her.

     "Watashi mo aitakatta-" ("I missed you too-") She paused mid-sentence as her gaze trailed to Ronnie. "Anatahadare?" ("Who are you?") She asked, pointing to him. Ronnie looked towards you confused by what she said. "Uh..?"

    "Kore wa watashi no yūjin no ronīdesu. Kare wa watashi ga monogoto o ugokasu no o tetsudatte kurete imasu." ("This is my friend Ronnie, he's just helping me move my things around.") You said gesturing to Ronnie.

    "Uh...Konichiwa?" He awkwardly said to Noodle with a wave. Noodle would giggle and wave to him. "Kon'nichiwa, ronī!" ("Hello Ronnie!")

    The three of you talked back and forth before 2D and Russel came out, mainly in search of Noodle. "Ey, Y/n, ready to move in? And uh who's this?" Russel asked.

    "Are yew her older brother?" 2D asked. "Nah, just a friend helping her move. It's a pleasure to meet you all. Big fan." Ronnie said, shaking hands with the two.

    "'ppreciate man. All these guys here to help too?" Russel questioned. "Mhm, all of it into my new room. By the way, where's Murdoc? He said he had a room for me." You said, looking around for the bowl-cut satanist.

     "So that's the only reason why you want to see me?" You heard Murdoc say as he approached you all. "Kinda." You replied with a grin and a shrug.

    Murdoc rolled his eyes before taking a swing from his morning rum. "And who's this half-pint?" He asked, gesturing to Ronnie.

    "Nicest thing I've been called all week. I'm Ronnie, just helping her move some things then I'm out her hair for good." Ronnie, ruffling your hair.

    "You'd be one to say that." You snapped jokingly. It was obvious to the band that you both were close, nearly shocked them that you both weren't siblings. You both bickered like them anyways.

    With the introduction and small talk out the way, the moving process began. "Just a little further love. A little further." Murdoc cooed.

    "You're getting way too much enjoyment out of you leading me somewhere with your hands over my eyes." You said, shuffling down the hall carefully.

     "Where else do you want me to put my hands then? Haw haw." He laughed. "Oh haha, are we there yet? This box is feelin' heavy now." You whined.

    "Onnnnnne more step, and here we are!" Murdoc pulled his hands away from your eyes to reveal a pale purple door. Every door in this building was never one color, it was always different than the last.

    "Ooooh, purple door. Just what I wanted!" You cheered, making the satanist huff a chuckle with an eye roll. "Just have look inside, Cheeky." He said, cracking the doorknob and pushing the door open for you.

    You were met with a pale white wall and two flights of stairs, that had wooden steps and builds underneath them. You carefully walk down the steps, to then gasp once you reached the second flight. "OH MY GOD!" You shrieked, placing the box down on the step and rushing down further into the room.

    Murdoc trailed behind you, watching you spring and jump around. "THIS PLACE IS HUGE! HOLY SHIT! MY BED IS SO GOING HERE! AH, MUDZY, MY BATHROOM IS SO PRETTY!" You hollered as you bounced around.

    "What in the hell did you just call m- eh?" Murdoc paused as your arms found their way around him.

    "Thanks, Mudz, this is awesome. I love it." Your words struck Murdoc differently. He's had this experience before with Noodle, but it obviously wasn't the same. His heart fluttered as his cheeks flushed deeply. This is different.

    "Alright, alright, off me. Don't want the others getting jealous that I'm getting all the attention." Murdoc said, trying to find the willpower to pry you off him.    

    "Mhm, sure. You can tell the others to just drop everything by my door. I wanna do this all on my own, if that's okay." You told.

    "Go on and be independent love. You know where to find us." Murdoc bided, making his way back up the steps.

"Just a few doors down. Few doors down."

    That'd how the entire day went. Box after box, package after package was set at your door to be dragged into your room then never seen again. Its only remains were the box it came from. Nothing else.

    All-day, you were hard at work to make every piece of your room yours. Easy task since you were able to do it alone. The others of course offered, but sometimes, you just had to do it alone.