Hi
I know I haven't finished 'In His Shoes' yet, but I have writers block, and instead of having any ideas for that, I thought up this. However I am still writing 'In His Shoes'.
It isn't related to any of my other stuff btw.
Past is in Italics btw, and the flashback refers to the 'call of the yeti' episode.
Disclaimer. Were disclaimers invented to depress us all and make us admit to not owning things like the boosh? But anyway, I don't own the Booshiverse or any other already copyrighted stuff. However, every cloud has a silver lining- I will own the boosh one day.
Becky
Xx
We're all going on a Booshy holiday.
Chapter 1
Vince walked into the lounge of the flat that he shared with his flatmates; a jazz maverick named Howard, a shaman called Naboo, and Naboo's familiar- a gorilla called Bollo.
Howard looked Vince up and down.
"What on earth are you wearing?" asked Howard, looking at Vince's pointy black boots, silver drainpipes and black t-shirt.
"Travel casual, I didn't really wanna attract too much attention on the plane you know" said Vince putting his large black sunglasses on.
Howard looked at him in horror.
"Plane?" He asked worriedly.
"Yeah, a plane, I'm not getting a boat, and ending up stuck on some crappy island with just a bunch of coconuts and you for company!"
"By the way Howard, do you know an interesting fact about planes? Gary Numan's a pop star, but he can fly a plane- genius!" said Vince.
"Yes" interrupted Howard, "But why couldn't we have gone on a British holiday somewhere, there's lots of museums and things we could have visited"
"Why would we want to spend our summer in a stuffy old museum full of old stuff?" asked Vince, who was shocked anybody could make the suggestion that museums were better than a week in the goofy lodge.
"Its interesting that's why" added Howard, who was equally shocked that somebody could find the idea of a summer full of rich, fulfilling history boring.
"Whatever Howard, but your holiday ideas end up with us nearly being raped by a yeti, and my hair being put in bunches!"
"That was a momentary lapse in my holiday planning skills sir!"
"You still agreed I could choose the holiday and sort it out and stuff this year, remember.."
One year ago…
"Can we go to the goofy lodge next year?" Asked Vince.
"Fine by me" agreed Howard.
"I suppose so" said Howard.
"Exactly, so I got myself organised and booked us a week in the goofy lodge in Florida" said Vince.
"Bollo, Naboo, are you ready?" said Howard, "Or Vince's organisation efforts will have been wasted"
"Yeah, we're coming" said Naboo, who was for once carrying a suitcase.
"Wow!" said Vince, "You brought a case with you!"
"Yeah, I have my spare turban, and my carpet for if that ball bag gets us in a any kind of trouble again" said Naboo, looking over in Howard's direction.
"Vince, I only have one case, that's sensible, how are you going to carry all of those to the taxi?" asked an exasperated Howard.
Vince looked down at his five large cases, he couldn't leave them behind, what if certain items of clothing were fashionable in America? But suddenly, he had a good idea-
"Bollo, will you help carry my stuff to the taxi please?"
"Yeah, sure" grunted Bollo"
A yellow taxi was waiting outside the flat, and Bollo bundled the bags and cases into the car boot.
The four people climbed into the taxi, and asked the driver to take them to the airport. The unfortunate driver looked at Bollo, and thought that he must have been dreaming, because how often do you drive a gorilla to the airport?
Despite the driver's confusion, they all reached the airport in one piece and proceeded through to passport control, where they put their bags on a conveyer belt to be taken through to the plane.
"Hold on a second!" said Vince quickly, as he ran into WH Smith's, returning with a large carrier bag full of sweets and magazines.
They then all proceeded through to the departure lounge, and sat on the plastic seats.
"Bored"
"Even more bored"
"Completely bored"
"Really bored"
"Bored bored bored"
"Vince, shut up and read your magazine" said Howard grabbing Vince's NME out of his WH Smith's bag and throwing it at him.
"Besides, we'll be able to leave soon anyway", he added.
As if by magic, a voice over the speakers announced that flight 21a to florida could proceed through to their aeroplane.
"Ready for this?" asked Naboo, as they walked onto their plane, awaiting a week in the goofy lodge.
Good, bad, belongs in a bin?
Shall I continue?
Please Review and tell me.
But be nice, I've had a tiring week lol