Silent Boosh

Chapter One:

"Remind me why we're on this thing again." Whined the young Vince Noir, black hair perfect as ever and drenched in hairspray to keep it that way, a black scarf wrapped around his neck, and a tight black one-piece outfit revealing his naval.

Howard Moon rolled his eyes in annoyance, he had always viewed himself as the much more mature male of the group. "Naboo, please explain this to Vince, because it seems he just can't listen." He stroked his moustache as he glared at Vince before looking away.

Naboo, the short shaman wearing a large blue turban and a blue robe showing that he was a shaman was seated on the magic carpet, directing it straight ahead. "I told you," he said, voice a slurred monotone as it always was. "I have to go pick up some things."

But Vince wasn't listening instead he was looking at his reflection in a small mirror, smiling at himself. Then he dropped the mirror and frowned.

"Damn!" said Vince, watching the mirror hurtle towards the ground, he looked over to Naboo and whined "I want to go home." This only earned him a slap on the back of the head from Howard.

The carpet stopped, and quickly hurtled to the ground, a rush of air buzzing in their ears as they continued falling. Down, down, down… Closer and closer to their deaths. Though Howard and Vince were screaming bloody murder, Naboo was calm as ever, and the carpet stopped moments before it hit the ground.

"Get off, we have to walk from here."

The town was covered in fog. The closest thing Vince could see was Naboo, who was on the other side of the magic carpet. He looked around, smiling and shrugging. It was just fog, it couldn't do any serious damage to his hair, and he was king of the Mods. There was nothing for him to be afraid of.

Though Howard seemed to have different feelings on this, he shook his head, face pale as a white sheet of paper (though his face had always been rather bland and pale, not too different from paper, in Vince's opinion).

"I think I'll wait on the carpet." He said quietly.

Vince couldn't help but snicker, watching his terrified friend. "What, are you afraid?" he asked, placing a hand on Howard's shoulder which was quickly and rather roughly brushed off.

"Don't touch me." He said flatly, then Howard added. "Why would I be afraid? I just don't want to slow Naboo down. He needs to get that stuff fast, or else he'll have another one of his episodes." He grew quiet for a moment, shuddering as he remembered the last time Naboo was forced to stay sober for more than a few hours.

"Why don't we just go with him, I'm sure you don't want to be here all alone." Vince urged, nodding, he just wanted to get this over with.

"Too late, Vince."

Howard and Vince looked around, Naboo was nowhere to be seen. Howard's heart thudded madly in his ears, his breathing grew heavy, and he couldn't think straight. Where was Naboo? He continued looking, finally he looked at Vince to speak but let out a scream when something touched his shoulder. Looking over his shoulder, he saw it was only Naboo, watching him seriously.

"Come on, we should get going before the store closes."

Deciding that he didn't have any other choice, Howard sighed and grumbled "Fine, I'll come along with you two."

"Alright." Vince said with a grin as he climbed off of the carpet with Howard and they followed Naboo.

-x-x-x-

"I don't remember walking through this neighborhood before." Vince said, jogging to catch up with Naboo and Howard.

Naboo was walking faster than ever, it was hard for Vince to imagine how he could walk that fast without any shoes. But, he was eager to get some new additions to his stash.

"Are you sure we're going the right way?" Asked Howard, glancing at Vince, he was relieved that he wasn't the only one who thought that they were lost.

"I'm sure." Naboo replied calmly, not even glancing over his shoulder.

Neither Howard nor Vince were thoroughly convinced, though they just followed along. At this point they wouldn't be able to find their ways back to the magic carpet anyways, not without Naboo's help anyways.

"What was that?" Vince asked, as he stopped walking.

Howard and Naboo stopped as well, turning to look at Vince, both confused. Then they grew silent, and heard the sound that Vince was referring to. It was a horrible sound, the sound of metal grinding against metal, like nails running down a chalkboard. Naboo's eyes widened, and when Howard and Vince's gazes followed where the shaman was looking they felt their hearts racing faster than ever. It was a creature with two torsos and two heads, each head had a blade attached, the blades parallel to one another. Where its waist was, was a band of metal, allowing it to spin like a top. Which it was doing now. It was in mid-air, spinning so fast it was nearly a blur. And it's stilt like legs hung limply in the air.

Then it stopped. The horrible noise was gone now that it had stopped, and it was replaced by Howard's scream – which was muffled by Vince's hand. Naboo was already walking away, he knew better than to fight off something like that.

"Naboo," Vince whispered, making the Shaman stop and look at him. "What is that thing?"

"A pendulum. They aren't very nice, I suggest you leave it alone."

Vince eyed the creature, which was now walking on it's stilt-like legs. Towering over him and Howard as it slowly approached them.

Naboo urged Vince and Howard on, so they began walking, hearts thudding in their chests as they heard the clicking of the terrifying creature's feet following close behind mixed with the whimpers that escaped Howard every time he looked over his shoulder to get a good look at the monster.