A Prince, A Shaman, And A Hell Of An Outrage

Hello all, this is my first ever story, so I hope you enjoy.

This is a story about how Naboo met our well loved Vince. It's a story of heartbrake, terror, and deep emotional issues between the two. No, im kidding. I just thaught this story might be a laugh.

Vince's POV

"Vince, can you at least explain why your late to work? Again?" Howards already tiny eyes narrowed to a point where they looked like the holes on my brand new belt. My mind wandered to my new studded belt… then I snapped out of it, thinking fast.

"Come on Howard, give me a break, I was up all of last night playing online poker with a small bear." I invented wildly. The look on Howard's face said it all.

"Don't give me that crap Vince, the bear in this zoo hates online poker, and besides, you don't even own a computer." I looked down at my feet. Then I noticed (yet again) how nice my shoes were. For a second I was lost in their shiny brilliance, until Howard interrupted my rocket cowboy boot daydream with a click of his fingers.

"Hey pretty boy, do some work like the rest of us, huh?"

I sighed and left the storage area.

Life at the zooniverse was great, I had friends, style, hair, style, more pay than Howard, style… and that was just off the top of my head. I just felt that my life needed some more magic, you know? I caught sight of my reflection in a window.

"Actually, that's pretty magical." I mumbled to myself, touching up the hair that had fallen out of place while I was walking. Then I was poked on the back by a large bald man in a cloak. He had some style. "I like the cloak mate, you get that from, top shop? But what are you doing with your hair? Let it grow and just apply a bit of root booster…"

"You work here, yes?" asked the strange yet somehow well dressed man. I nodded. "Then take me to the head office, I need to speak with the manager."

"Ok, but me and you should hang out some time, can I get your number?" I took out a piece of paper and a pen from the pocket on my skinny jeans. I noticed my shoes again and smiled. The bald man dismissed this, but before he could continue, I piped up again. "So, what's your name? You wanna get a bagel or something? I haven't had lunch, I'm starving!"

This guy was obviously annoyed by now. "NO. I do not want to, as you say, 'hang out' now take me to the head office and leave me in peace!" I mumbled my agreement. What a jerk.

Howards POV

Vince is such a lazy slacker. It wasn't fair that he was paid more then I am. I grumbled my angst under my breath as I swept the food storage floor.

"bobby bob bob bob here!" yelled a startling voice. I groaned and mouthed a silent 'oh no'. "hey Howard, where's Vince?" asked none other than the notorious bob fossil.

"oh, he's out doing some real work for once" I replied, then laughed at my joke. What? I was nervous.

"Shut up Howard you bitch!" He screamed. I stood there startled. "yeah, you heard me, you're a nasty little bitch, so get back to work." I was in a bit of shock there. What the hell brought that on?

"Whoops!" yelled bob as he kicked a bag of animal feed upside down. Grain scattered all over the floor, and I grumbled angrily to myself as he left. Now I had to start work all over again. Nobody ever did that to Vince.

Bob Fossils POV

God, Howard is such a whiney little bitch.