This is a drawing by my friend from school. He's an epic Gorillaz fan... but doesn't ship 2doc...

Murdoc looked up at 2d who was aimlessly stirring what was left of his cereal.

"Eat it." He said sternly, and then mumbled, "Depressed child..." 2d didn't respond. "What? Why are you acting like that?" Murdoc was frustrated.

"Please... please don't make me go..." 2d murmured.

"Well you don't want to be late to school, do you?" Murdoc stood up and took 2d's bowl away, carrying both of them to the kitchen. When he returned to the room he saw 2d with his head on the table. "Come on!" Murdoc nagged. He walked up to the bluenette and ruffled his hair, he felt that if he did so 2d would feel like he doesn't want to hurt him. "I promise to drive carefully, and the moment you get your license, you're driving." He spoke more softly.

"Mmm.." 2d grumbled in response. Murdoc sighed and walked into the corridor. He stood in front of the doorway, where the bluenette could see him, and raised his arm in the direction of the front door.

"Come on!" He said with a bit more urgency in his voice. 2d looked up at him with those sad black eyes. He saw Murdoc standing in the corridor with one arm raised at a 90 degree angle and misread his open stance to wanting a hug. From his angle it looked like Murdoc was waiting for him with open arms. 2d sighed and reluctantly stood up. Why would he want a hug?

Murdoc watched the bluenette approach him and expected him to walk past him, but instead was completely shocked when 2d slumped his head onto his shoulder and wrapped his arms around his waist. What?? Murdoc slowly positioned his hands around 2d's back. What's he doing?? More importantly, why?? Is he sad enough to be looking for consolation from me?? Maybe... maybe he accepted me as a friend?? Murdoc pressed their bodies together.

2d sighed lightly, there were tears making their way to his eyes. A hug? I... Why? Does he finally realise how bad he makes me feel? Is this his way of apologising? ...I needed this... I don't understand... my only bully just became my only friend?? I could never understand his logic...

And so they stood there, hugging, each of them thinking it was the others idea. Although it was completely accidental, this actually brought them closer; it was like an unspoken truce between the two.

"So, uhh.." for the first time in a while Murdoc didn't know what to say. "Are you.. feeling better?" 2d tilted his head away from Murdoc's shoulder to speak.

"I guess..." he mumbled. Murdoc let go of him and they parted. 2d refused to make eye contact as he picked his bag up and put it over his shoulders, he might have given in to the hug, but that didn't mean that he's getting into the car.

"Let's go then." Murdoc grabbed 2d's hand and started literally dragging him towards the front door. He pulled him through the door only to stop 3 seconds later because 2d was holding onto the door frame with his free hand like his life depended on it. Murdoc rolled his eyes and grabbed 2d's other hand. "Look, I'm sorry, but we have to get to school. So suck it up and let's go, because from now on we're traveling together, wether you like it or not." Murdoc yanked 2d's hand away from the door and then shut it.

"No!" 2d did his best to stand his ground, but Murdoc was stronger. He opened the passenger seat and then threw the bluenette in. He closed the door and locked it.

"We're not going anywhere until you calm down!" Murdoc stood outside the car with his arms folded, watching 2d panic. After a moment of frantically trying to open the car door and failing 2d slightly sighed then looked up at Murdoc with hate and tears in his eyes. He was trembling as he turned to sit straight, he put his seat belt on and then bent over his knees in a brace position, ultimately giving up on getting out. He knew he couldn't win against Murdoc. There's a chance I won't die in this car.. but if I continue to piss him off I'll die because he'll kill me...

(This is a brace position, if you didn't know.)

Murdoc sighed and walked to the other side of the car. He unlocked it and got in, looking at the bluenette.

"You're not gonna die y'know." He spoke calmly yet wearily, he began to dislike seeing 2d so afraid of him. Am I really that scary? He got no reply. And there I was thinking that I might be getting through to him... ugh, what did I expect? I've been bullying him for Satan knows how long now! Befriending him will take a lot of time and effort... I'm just afraid that if I give him too much freedom he'll try to run... Murdoc turned the engine on, which made 2d jump. "Geez, calm down! I'm starting to get offended by how much you dislike my driving!" No reply. Of course... what did I expect? "You're not gonna reply?" Murdoc slumped back in his seat, he didn't feel good about this situation. Normally he wouldn't care, but now that he's actually trying to be nice he's beginning to realise just how much damage he caused. Is it even possible to fix this? Or is he beyond repair..?

" 'm sowwy..." 2d was barely audible. Murdoc looked at him, surprised to get a reply. "Pwease don' beat mwe up..." his voice was muffled and he was mumbling.

"2d I can't understand you if you're speaking like that. Speak up." Murdoc sighed, semi angrily. 2d raised his head a bit.

"P-Please d-don't beat me up..." 2d stammered. Murdoc threw his head back in frustration.

"I'm not going to beat you up!" He growled. 2d flinched and buried his head in his knees again. Murdoc noticed this and decided to speak more gently. "I'm not going to hurt you..." he reached over to 2d and took his backpack off, 2d cooperated. "We're friends now, remember?" Murdoc placed his hand on 2d's back and realised just how badly he was trembling. He didn't know what to do so he started petting his back. "It's ok."

Murdoc slowly pulled out of the driveway, wondering if 2d even noticed, and then drove them to school, keeping his hand on 2d the whole time.

TFW you realise the title is a play on words "brace position" and nothing interesting actually happened in the chapter.

I'm sorry, I'll go write another one for you now.