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Heeeey, first of all, God bless you for running this show, you're my favorite imagines blog! Second, if you're still taking one-shot requests, fancy doing any fluffy and platonic Noodle/2D stuff? Maybe her helping him through a migraine, or him playing some of his favorite records for her? If no requests right now, no worries and thanks anyway! :)

thank you so much!!! it means so much to me that you think that. and yea man, the one shots never stop.

dedicated to humanz coming out toDAY AAAA

“Are you okay?” Noodle asked, peeking around the corner to see a an anxiety-ridden, blue-haired boy. “Because, not to be the jerk that points it out, but you look sick.”

“No, no, I’m fine,” 2D coughed awkwardly, fumbling with his hands as he stood up, his eyes baggy and purple. “I’m just tired, and I’m hungry, and…”

“And…?” Noodle questioned, strolling over to the fellow band member.

“… Stuff.” Biting his lip, he pulled up his pants even higher than they already were, running a shaky hand through his fluffy head of hair.

“So,” Noodle cracked her neck, looking into Stu’s eyes. “You’re tired and hungry and… Stuff.” Wincing, the boy finally shook his head violently, sitting down on the big amp behind him that he had taken a seat at before. Chewing on his fingernails fretfully, he started to stutter.

“N-n-no, I’m not okay, I’m not okay at all! This is the first album we’ve released since…” Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath, his voice starting to crack. “Everyfin’ that happened. And-and-and what if somefink goes wrong, or what if we’re booed off stage? O-o-or what if nobody likes us? What are we going to do?” Starting to hyperventilate, Noodle’s eyes boggled as she jogged over to the mini fridge across the room. Fumbling around the countless amounts of napkins and empty beer cans, she grabbed onto a miscellaneous syran-wrapped sandwich and a bottle of water.

“Hey, hey, chill out-” She said calmly, rushing back over to 2D, handing him the sandwich. Popping open his water, she thrusted it over to him. “Number one,” she started, sitting down on the amp next to Stu. “You’ve preformed hundreds and thousands of times before this, and have you ever been forced off the stage?”

“N-no… I guess not…” 2D murmured, taking a small bite out of the sandwich, then swallowing it down with a gulp of water.

“People pay to go to these concerts, number two,” Noodle breathed, looking over to 2D. “And they come because they love the music.” Nodding slowly, 2D took a bigger bite out of the sandwich silently.

“Plus, look at you! You’re an icon, and a great one at that. 2D, you’re so special and wonderful and… Caring. And yeah, you’re nervous, but you do this for the music and for the fans! You always have, and you’ve never failed trying to do so.”

“I… Yeah,” he said, smiling just a bit, chugging down half of the water he had left. “Yeah…”

“So… Are you going to be okay?” Noodle asked, resting a single hand on his knee. “We have to go on in 5.”

“I… Yeah. Yeah, I’ll be fine.” Setting his sandwich down, 2D leaned over to hug the guitarist, patting her back as he did so. “Thanks, Noods. That made me feel a lot better.”

Adjusting her top as she let go, she smiled, walking to the door. “Just remember,” she said. “Don’t worry too much. You’re gonna do great- when we’re done with everything, do you want to play Monopoly?” Taken aback, 2D bit into the last bit of his sandwich.

“Monopoly…? We haven’t played that together since you were… Um… 13, maybe?”

“Yeah,” Noodle said, holding the door open. “But I like the old times.” Smiling genuinely, 2D nodded, taking his garbage and throwing it away.

“Sure,” he said, walking over to Noodle. “Nofin’ else I’d like ta’ do more.”

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