A/N: I'm back again! Another chapter of what is basically pure, undiluted fluff. Hope you like it, cause I certainly liked writing it ;)

Disclaimer: Yeah, Yeah, don't remind me, I don't own the Boosh.

By ten o clock, the warmth was beginning to leave the air and Vince shivered as they sat under the swathes of gossamer cloth. Howard wanted to put an arm around him, keep him warm, but they wanted to be careful. They hadn't told anyone yet. A fair few of the party-goers had left now, since the activity and noise had died down. Only about ten of them still stood around under the gazebo, where the air was slightly warmer and still sweet from the scented candles. No one had seen the hostess for a while, and in fact Vince and Howard hadn't seen her at all. Howard pulled his chair a little closer to Vince's so he could whisper:

"When do you think she'll get here?"

"She's here already. Probably in the house redoing her makeup or something. I dunno. Jada's always fashionably late."

"Since when has it been fashionable to be late?"

"Since forever, Howard. You just ain't fashion forward like this lot."

"Oh, great."

"That's not a bad thing! Well, it is sometimes. That's just what makes you who you are."

"Right. How late do you have to be to become unfashionable?"

"About an hour's acceptable. After that, it's just a bit rude."

"Okay then. Hopefully she won't be long." As it turned out, Jada wasn't long. She hurried into the garden a couple of minutes later, carrying a small black cat. She sat down in the chair next to Vince and placed the cat in her lap, where it began to purr.

"Hey, Vince." she said. "I haven't seen you yet. How are you?"

"Not so bad, thanks." he grinned. "Yourself?"

"Pretty good."

"Great. What's the cat called?" he asked, stroking it gently.

"Her name's Flicka."

"Flicka? Nice." Howard cleared his throat quietly, and realisation hit Vince's eyes. "Oh, yeah. Jada, this is Howard."

"Oh. Hi Howard." she smiled at him. "Your friend?"

"Bit more than that, to be honest." Vince said tensely.

"Yeah? Boyfriend, huh? Well, fair enough, nothing wrong with that." they both sighed with relief.

"You're the first person we've told, you know." Howard said.

"Really? You should tell the others. They'll accept it; I don't have any friends who would snigger at something like that."

"Glad to hear it." Howard replied.

"Can you get them to listen?" Vince asked.

"Sure." Jada picked up a spoon from the table and rapped it on the metal surface, frightening Flicka away. "Oops." Jada said, but then spoke to her guests. "Okay, hi everyone, nice to see you all. I don't know how many of you already know them, but this is Vince and Howard, and they want to talk to you for a few minutes. So... Here they are." Howard stood up, closely followed by Vince. For the first time that evening they allowed themselves to hold hands, the comfort this offered calming their nerves.

"Hey everyone." Vince began. "How you all doing? Listen, we got something to tell you, and it ain't easy, so just... You know. Be nice."

"It's a pretty big thing." Howard continued. "And it's taken us a long time to pluck up the courage. But you know... Here goes."

"Basically, it's like this." Vince said. "We're together now. I mean, like, official couple together. I guess there isn't that big a gap between best friend and boyfriend. But whatever. If you don't like it, fine, but keep it to yourself." there was silence for a few moments as they looked around at the small crowd. Then someone started to clap, then someone else, and soon they were receiving a full-blown round of applause. People came over to them as they sat back down. A man neither of them even knew came over and said:

"That was really brave of you two. Well done." After most of the others had gone back to their seats or places around the edges, Jada hugged them both.

"See? Told you it would be alright. I'm happy for you two; you make a very cute couple." Howard smiled and wrapped his arm around Vince, who was laughing ecstatically. They hugged enthusiastically, ignoring the 'aaw's from some of the other guests. If this was how it was going to be, they knew it would be good.

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