You wonder why the fire harms you but not me? It's simply because I dance with the flames, not against them.

Disclaimer: Does the deliciously sweet and sticky mass in the universe known as The Mighty Boosh belong to simple ol me? No I'm afraid not. The only ones that can harness the power are Gods known as Julian Barratt and Noel Fielding.

Chapter 10

Three and a half weeks later.

Naboo sat with his feet on the coffee table, spliff in mouth, threading beads through black string with a feather at the end. An open box at his side with the words 'Dream Catchers! Easy and Fun Make it Yourself Kit!' printed on the lid. "Easy and fun my arse." he muttered to himself, now undoing a knot that somehow formed by itself. "There that should do it." holding up his handmade DreamCatcher. Bollo walked over to Naboo and pinched his lighter that was left on the arm of the sofa, now lighting up his own spliff.

Naboo: What do you think of this?

Naboo held up his DreamCatcher for Bollo to see.

Bollo: Shit.

N: Oh cheers Bollo.

B: Welcome.

Sighing Naboo got up, putting his spliff into the ashtray.

B: Why make that anyway?

N: Wanted to do something to cheer Vince up. He told me he likes handmade gifts.

B: Only if you can tell what it's meant to be.

N: I can tell what it is.

B: I can't.

N: Whats it look like to you then?

B: Roadkill.

Bollo sat down inhaling the smoke. Naboo went searching for Vince. He heard movement in the shop so he went down there, when he got to the bottom of the stairs he stopped. There Vince stood with his back to Naboo, messing around with Stationary Village. Naboo walked over to Vince who jumped in shock, making Naboo jump also.

Vince: I didn't hear you coming down the stairs.

Vince stood between Naboo and Stationary Village with his arms outstretched, trying to hide it. Naboo raised his eyebrow and moved his head to the left, Vince moved a bit as well so Naboo still couldn't see.

N: You've been acting strange lately.

V: No i haven't.

N: Let me see what you've been doing.

V: Theres nothing to see.

N: Vince.

V: What?

N: Please.

He stared at Naboo with his glazed eyes, slowly dropping his arms to his sides, looking rather shameful as he stepped aside. Stationary Village didn't look that much different apart from the fact it was now newly dusted. Wait! Was that a new building made up of pencil sharpeners? A garage made of chalk sticks? A mini sculpture of a tooth made of putty rubber? The longer he looked the more he noticed these new things that weren't there when Howard was around. More mini buildings placed neatly next to coloured pencils lined up to form a road. Cardboard people, some holding hands and one trying to climb a bottle of Tipp-Ex. He looked up at Vince who was twirling his hair in his fingers, looking at nothing particular, all the while trying to avoid eye contact. This was a hard thing to do when you felt the gaze of Naboo upon you.

N: You've updated Stationary Village.

V: I umm, yeah.

N: Howard will love it.

Vince looked at him then saw the kindest smile was spread across Naboo's face, eyes full of understanding.

V: You really think so?

N: Of course. He'll be chuffed as punch that you're taking good care of it.

Tears rolled down Vinces beautifully curved cheeks, wiping them away when he realised he was crying.

V: Sorry, don't know what came over me.

N: You miss Howard. It's easy to see, you've known each other for so long. I'm sure he misses you too.

V: Like hell he would.

N: Why you say that?

V: It's my fault he's gone. All I cared about was my career.

N: Everyone thinks about their careers, that's only normal.

V: I was willing to leave Howard here, I can see how that must have hurt him. I'm such an arse Naboo. No wonber he left me, I would leave me!

N: You two always have spats, nothing new there.

Vince looked even more miserable now. Naboo wasn't sure what he said wrong, but felt uneasy regardless. Then Naboo rememberd why he was down here in the first place.

N: I made this for you, thought you needed some cheering up.

Naboo then handed the DreamCatcher over to Vince, who's eyes widened in surprise.

V: Aww thanks Naboo, this is well funky. What is it exactly?

N: (sigh) It's meant to be a DreamCatcher.

V: What's a DreamCatcher?

N: You've never heard of one?

V: Not really, no.

N: You hang them up near your bed and they keep the nightmares at bay, they kinda work as a good luck charm too.

V: That sounds ace, I really appreciate it.

He went past Naboo's comfort zone and hugged him, then ran up stairs to put his new gift above his bed. Naboo rubbed his upper arms, Vince didn't know his own strength. If that hug was any tighter Naboo would have snapped like a twig, well thats what he thought anyway. The croc-a-dile phone started ringing. The South London Shaman eyed it curiously, no one rang them normally, he answered it anyway.

N: Naboolio's Nabootique at Dalston, full of second hand objects and other nicks-nacks. I'm Naboo, how may I help you?

(voice on the phone): That was a little rehearsed wasn't it?

N: Who's this?

(voice): It's me, Howard Moon.

Now being the creative type I can imagine Vince going a bit over the top if he ever decided to recreate Stationary Village, hence why he added pencil roads and cardboard people. ^^ Yeah Naboo's acting a bit out of character, but i do think he would make Vince something if he was getting on his nerves.