Hiya! This is my first fan-fic so go easy on me. This is the first chapter of hopefully a few. I just thought I'd put it up to see what everyone thought. Would love to get some reviews and some advice on how to make it better J I do not own any of the mighty Boosh characters.
Howard's smile faded as he red the printed capital letters on the front of the envelope "Bill". He sighed this was the fifth one in the past two weeks. What with sales in the Nabootique not going so well, they had all been finding it hard to cope with paying the bills. Howard had suggested Vince to get a paper round, Vince not so fond on the idea turned him down as he didn't like the uniform, and couldn't ride a bike for that matter. So Vince found a job offering in the vets, he helped to find out what was wrong with the animals he was like Mogli in flares.
Howard opened the envelope, electricity bill. Great. That was all they needed. They had all tried to earn money to help towards the bills but know one was successful. Bollo had tried stand-up in the velvet onion but had failed when he thought he had saw Peter Jackson in the back of the audience while trying to juggle on a unicycle. But Howard was trying not to relive that moment. Naboo said he was to busy to get a job and he had some important business to attend to in Dixons. Howard had left it at that.
"Hey Howard" came the voice from the door, Vince was stood there holding his usual brown envelope. He looked down at Howard's hands to see another bill and sighed. "Another one?" Howard nodded. " I got to know a frog pretty well today" he grinned. Howard looked at Vince, how could he smile like that even at the worst of times? It was like he wore an invisible poncho or something.
"You've missed a letter Howard" a tiny shamans voice was heard from behind the front door.
Naboo came through the door and handed a brown package to Howard, they all loomed over as Howard slowly opened the seam, he took the letter read
Dear Naboo,
"Congratulations! you have won our annual shamans yearly contest, please accept these gifts as your reward. For more information visit our head of prize giving, Tony Harrison or call the shaman hotline on 055567234"
Looks of delight shone on there faces as they urged Howard to retrieve the objects that are inside. He reached into the bag and grabbed out a free pen.
"That's typical! The only year I ever win the shamans draw! And that bloody head is in charge! I can't believe this!" Naboo ranted.
Vince and Howard had let Bollo settle Naboo down in his room. They both sat on the sofa Howard with his eyes closed listening to his jazz music which he had to turn off every 10 minutes to make sure Vince fainted or something. Vince was trying to make an origami penguin out of the brown envelope that had come with the free pen.
"Howard look at my penguin!" no reply
"Howard! Look! Aw no he's in a jazz trance he does this all the time!" Vince slapped him hard across the cheek.
"Ow! What was that for you berk! Never wake a man when he Is in a jazz trance I've told you this time and time again!"
"Sorry Howard.." Vince replied in a childlike tone trying to win Howard back over.
"That's alright little man, so, what is it you wanted to show me?"
Vince pointed out the little penguin he had made which he was quite pleased with. Howard laughed at Vince's attempt.
"Just one question Vince where did u get the white paper from to make his hat and belly, it better not have been my jazz notes! Oh please tell me it wasn't!"
"Calm down! It wasn't your jazz notes I'd of used them for his igloo" he laughed " It was some little tickets I just found they came out the envelope"
"Oh right good"
There was silence
There eyes grew wide.
"Do you know what you've done!!" Howard exclaimed
"I haven't given him a beak! Damn that was going to be my first priority!"
"No you berk! They're tickets he didn't just win a pen he won tickets!"
Vince looked at Howard in awe he loves it when he got his excited his moustache would twitch and it made him giggle.
An hour later they had unscrambled the tickets, there were four on all, one of them with eyes on from the penguin Vince had made, Vince had been totally against the idea of destroying his penguin. He had made Howard take photos of it from every angle and had to promise Vince he would put them in frames. They both looked at the tickets, This ticket will let you pass through any airport to any destination, it read. They looked at each other as they screamed and jumped in delight
"Disney!"
"The tundra!"
they glared into each others eyes and both jumped to the tickets.
Thanks for reading, would love to get some reviews on how the chapter is would love to develop my writing skills. Hopefully if I get some good reviews I will post more chapters! Thanks again for reading!
