Who Knew Snow was an Aphrodisiac?
Summery- Who knew it took an accident on a cold winters day to get feelings out into the open? Howince slash.
Disclaimer- I do not own Mighty Boosh, the wonderful Noel and Julian do :)
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Howard ran through the white snow, trying hard not to slip as he got away from Vince. He soon made it back to the flat, shrugging off his coat and boots and started pacing the front room floor.
'God Vince kissed me. Why me though? Surely there's other good people out there for him' Howard thought, then made his way into the kitchen to make himself a cup of tea. Tea always made things better in England, it was a unwritten rule, but today it just wasn't working as the jazz mavarick sorted out his feelings. He sat down on the sofa when he heard a noise from upstairs and was surprised to see Naboo standing at the bottom of the stairs, rubbing his eyes from sleep.
"What are you doing up?" Howard asked the tiny shaman. Naboo just shrugged as he went into the kitchen, making himself some tea.
"Heard the door shut quickly, knew it was you somehow" Howard looked away guilty "Where's Vince? I knew you went to find him"
"How'd you know that?" Naboo settled himself next to Howard on the sofa "Saw the note on the table just, you never threw it away" Howard mentally cringed at his stupidity "Well?"
"I'm not sure, I just left him out there" The shaman's expression from calm changed to anger.
"Why'd you leave him out there? It's freezing and middle of the night. Anything could happen to him" He stopped his rant when he saw tears in the jazz mavarick's eyes.
"I know, if anything happens to him, it'll be all my fault" Howard said, his voice breaking. Naboo looked at him sympathically and placed a hand on Howard's knee "What excatly happened?"
"We were just playing in the snow, then Vince got too cold so I held him to get warmth into his body. Then he kissed me, so I got confused and ran, leaving him there. I just didn't know what to make of it-" Howard broke of with a sob.
Naboo gave him a small smile "And what do you make of it now? Do you love Vince as a friend still, or could you love him much more then that?"
"I'm not sure, I mean what is there of me that Vince would even love?" Howard answered, burying his face in his hands. Naboo was at a loss what to do until he remembered something Vince confined to him.
"Wait here" He said, making his way up the stairs to Vince's room, taking a small black and red striped book from under the pillow. Naboo took it back downstairs, opened it to a certain page and gave it to Howard, who took it of him and glanced down at the colorfully drawn page.
Things I love about Howard.
1. Even though he loves jazz, he can stand at least some of my favourite electro music which is sweet.
2. His small crab-like eyes are always cute when they shine like stars when he's happy.
3. He's always been there for me, through thick and thin, since we've first meet. I hope he'll never leave me.
I must not tell him my feelings, it could destory our friendship forever. And losing that would be the worst thing ever, I couldn't live with myself if that ever happened.
Howard read and re-read the page, disbelief on his face. His heart swelled with pride and happiness at what his friend said about him, tears gathering in his eyes. Naboo notised this and asked again "Do you love Vince now? Or are you keeping your feelings in check too?"
"I- I never had feelings for him" Howard said defencively, the shaman just gave him a 'I'm-not-beliving-you' look.
"Liar, I've seen a list the same as Vince's in your room under your pillow. Your's even said you wouldn't like your friendship wreaked if you told him your feelings. Now you do know he loves you, why don't you take him up on the offer of a realtionship?"
Howard looked away and desided to listen to his heart for once. His mind thought back to when he and Vince were in the zoo, going on adventures. The way when at night while they were camping in their hut, he wanted to hold Vince close to him and play with his soft hair. To kiss him and keep him safe from the dnagers and problems of the world, to keep his world bright and non-scary.
"Yes, you're right. Thanks Naboo" Howard smiled at his friend, then frowned at a recent memory "I pushed Vince away, he'll probably think I hate him now. His note, I've got to go and find him" He jumped off the sofa and shoved his boots and coat back on "Thanks again Naboo" He yelled as he ran out the door.
Bollo soon came down the stairs and joined his master on the sofa, who was currently lighting up their hooka "I've got a bad feeling about this" He said, Naboo giving him a knowing nod.
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Vince ran through the dark forest, snow falling off the branches and on top of him, making his hair wet and stick to his head. He couldn't see the roots and rocks sticking out the ground, for the tears settling in his eyes, refusing to fall.
'He hates me now, I knew never to reveal my feelings. He'll probably never talk to me again now' He thought as he stumbled his way towards a small stream, half covered in ice and never notised the huge root sticking out the ground. His boots caught it and he went flying forwards, falling down the bank of the stream, banging his head on a large rock. He blacked out before his body hit the icy cold water.
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"When you are the moon...you shine down on the white...earth planet...m-making the world glitterful and...slivery. Some p-people love the moonlit snow, it seems...sexy to them and so the moon is more sexy during the w-wintery time. Epsically the full moon, who rules best. I'm the moon..."
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Howard ran back to the park, in hopes of finding Vince before he froze to death. There was no-one there, the elephant snowman still destroyed on the floor. He went over and saw footprints heading towards the white covered woods behind the park, he knew they were Vince's, only the goth would have his name printed on the bottom of his boots so they'd leave an autograph-like impression in the snow.
He followed them inside the dark forest, keeping his eyes peeled as the tracks started getting less and less. Small piles of snow layed down fresh from the branches, as though they were ment to fall and hit someone. Howard got to the end of the trail in a small clearing, with the small stream flowing with lumps of ice going down it.
He looked around in a panic, wondering where his mate could be. An ice block fell into his stomach as he feared the worst, when he turned around and looked down the stream bank, gasping in shock and horror at what he saw.
Vince was lying on a large rock sticking out the middle of the stream, the lower half of his body in the freezing waters. His raven hair was stuck to his head, as the current flowed past him. Howard scrambled down the bank, and got quickly into the waters, his breath catching in his throat at the coldness. He waded his way to the fallen goth and gathered him in his arms, dragging him back to the bank.
Lying him down, Howard could see Vince's lips were a sickly blue-purple. His eyes were closed and his skin had a blue-ish tinge to it, deathly cold to the touch. Shivers racked his body, as he had difficulty breathing, and blood was slowly trickling out of a cut on his forehead. The jazz mavarick was at a loss what to do, and gathered his friend in his arms and ran back to the flat, hoping he could keep Vince as warm as he could and keep him alive.
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Next chapter up yay very angst this chapter, but you all love it really lol and i got the moon involved as best i could hehe from chugirl2526.