Thays right mon petit amis, new story up! I'm working on a non-tara oneshot as well but I think as long as I dont get writers block on this, I'm gonna stick with it then do the other one afterwards.
Disclaimer: all Boosyness owned by Noel and Julian, Tara owned by me
She hurried through the city, looking fearfully behind her….
'I don't care about repeats of Cheaters, I told you earlier I wanted to watch the new Brainiac and you said it was fine!' cried Howard.
'Its my telly too!' Vince cried back.
'Stop monopolising the telly Vince, you're always the one watching it, and there's hardly anything on I ever want to watch. It's one night Vince, one hour in fact.'
Throughout all this, Naboo and Tara had been squeezed into the wicker chair, oblivious to the world around them, which was simply acting as a backdrop to each other.
'I think about you, and its like, everything stops, y'know?' He smiled back at her knowingly. 'I like that feeling. Not always safe when driving though.'
They kissed again, leaning deeper into the cushion.
'Oi, you two!' called Vince, causing them to break apart. 'We're putting it to a vote, what d'you want, Cheaters or Brainiac?'
'Brainiac, totally, I haven't seen it for ages!' said Tara. She was in town for a weeks visit, before going down to Cornwall for a gig.
'Naboo?' asked Howard.
The shaman shrugged. 'I don't mind.'
'Choose one, will ya, or it'll be a tie, Bollo wants Cheaters too.'
'Brainiac, then.' He said. Vince glared at him and Tara as though they'd been plotting to conspire against him all along.
'Fine.' He said grumpily. However, he was soon converted after watching Jon Tickle walk on a swimming pool full of custard.
They spent the rest of the evening watching movies, Tara and Naboo still absorbed in each other. Eventually it was only the pair of them and Vince left. Not wanting to be too public-displays-of-affection now that Vince had no-one else to talk to, they'd broken apart and were chatting idly with him inbetween watching the telly.
After a while, Naboo stirred, and declared he was ready for bed. 'You coming?' he asked Tara.
'Yeah! 'Night Vince.'
'Night' he called, before realising what had just happened. Tara sleeping in Naboo's bedroom? Sleeping with Naboo? He knew that they'd shared a bed before, but after they way they'd been acting together tonight, he wasn't sure sleeping would be all they were doing. He shifted a little and focused all his attention on the South Park he was watching.
'Let us out!'
He kissed her neck and pulled her top upwards…..
'Get back. Get back or you're all gonna get maced!'
She raised her arms and it slid easily over her smooth skin….
'What's up, man?! You can't keep us down here like this!'
She led back on the bed before him…
'What's wrong with you?!'
He crawled on top of her…..
'What's wrong is that there's more of you showing up every day and I need to find out why!'
She loosened the belt that held his robes tight around him…
'What makes you think you could tell us where to live?!'
He kissed the skin of her neck, moving down over her breasts….
'This is a free country, man!'
Clothes fell to the floor around the bed…
'Brah, I'm not gonna argue with you, all right? Just go with it.'
As the first rays of sunlight crept over the far horizon, Tara emerged with her hair was sticking up in all directions, some previously unknown to man, and padded over to the sink to pour herself a glass of water. Turning round, she saw that the TV was still on, and Vince was just stirring on the sofa at the noise. 'Muuh..' he said, waking.
'Have you been here all night Vince?' she asked, taking a sip from her glass.
'Hmm? Yeah, I fell asleep I guess.' He looked at her, hair all over the place and hastily wrapped in a dressing gown. She seemed to be having a hard time stopping herself from permanently grinning, and instead hid her face behind the glass as she took another sip. He then looked back at the half-open door to Naboo's room. She half-smiled and shrugged a little. Vince nodded. 'Don't ever tell me.'
'Deal.'
They both headed back to bed to grab a few more hours sleep until the morning….. the proper morning.
A/N – I know I said 'new' Brainiac and the custard things really old but I couldn't think of anything else. Besides, it's a classic!
Note to you young impressionable types – Naboo and Tara practiced safe shaman sex, and so should you (although you could leave out the shaman part if you wanted). Here's a rhyme to help you remember, that always used to make my friend Fran laugh – 'Don't be daft, don't be silly, put a condom on your willy!'
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