Argh! Exam results are out tomorrow! Actually...i just looked at the clock and realised it's technically Thursday already! They're out today!! Panic!! I thought I'd update now, because whatever the outcome of my results I doubt I'll be in a fit state to type coherently by Thursday night lol.

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Naboo and Howard exchanged a guilty look. "Nothing."

Noel raised an eyebrow sceptically. "No, come on, you're guilty about something. What's going on?"

Naboo sighed. "Ok…we contacted your world."

"Oh. Right."

"I'm sorry, I know we should have waited for you, but Howard really wanted to speak to Vince, and so did I…"

"Whatever, Naboo. It's fine!" Noel said with a smile, and wandered into the kitchen.

Howard blinked. "He took that well."

"Hmm. A little too well…" Naboo said thoughtfully. "Noel?"

"What?"

"Aren't you…aren't you upset? That we had contact with Mike and Julian and you weren't here to speak to them?"

"It would have been nice to see them, yeah, but it wouldn't have really been them."

Naboo looked confused. "Well, they'd have been on a screen I suppose…"

"No, I mean, it wouldn't have been them would it? It would have been me making stuff up. So I'm fine, really."

Howard shook his head. "I'm sorry, you 'making stuff up'? How'd you figure that, sir?"

"Well…it's in my head. And I think I'd rather wait until I can actually see them, y'know?"

"Noel…you're not in a coma. Howard, Bollo and I are real; you're really here."

Noel rolled his eyes. "Well of course you'd say that! A make-believe world wouldn't be any fun if the characters didn't think they were real, would it?"

Naboo rolled his eyes at Howard, who shook his head. "Seriously, Noel, why are you finding this so hard to believe?"

"Because it's impossible!"

"But…seriously, how often do you think people travel to other worlds in their minds when they're in comas?"

Noel opened his mouth, and then closed it again. To be honest, he'd never heard of that happening. The only thing he was basing this theory on was a TV show. A good TV show though. He thought to himself. As if that made any difference.

"It doesn't happen very often, that's why." Naboo said comfortingly when he realised Noel wasn't going to respond. "And even if it does, do you really think you'd be able to make it this complex and life-like? You're good, but are you that good?"

"The details, Noel. Howard's got a slight tear in his shirt from where he caught it on a nail earlier."

Howard looked down in surprise. "Even I hadn't noticed that!" he exclaimed.

"Shush Howard. As I was saying, he's got a tear. And I've got a slight burn on my hand from a spell that went wrong earlier."

"So?"

"So, why would you imagine that? You didn't. This is real, Noel."

Noel stared at him, mind whirring. This couldn't be real. If this was real then everything he'd believed about life was a lie. His rational mind was telling him not to believe any of this; it was just going to make him sicker and lead him further away from recovery.

But the crazy part of his mind, the part where he got most of the Boosh ideas from, was telling him that stranger things had happened.

"This is impossible." Mike insisted again, staring at Howard and Julian. "Impossible. I don't know what that was, but it must have been some sort of trick or something…"

"Mike, if this really was Noel, do you think he'd be well enough to pull off something like that?" Julian asked. He thought for a second. "Plus I'm a little concerned about what you think my mental state is like that you think I'd do something like this."

Mike stared at Vince. "Vince?"

"Wotcha."

"Oh my God." Mike stared at the ceiling. "I think I've gone mad."

"How is it?"

"Not as fun as I may have believed."

Julian smiled. "Mike, seriously. You're not crazy. I promise you you're not."

"Julian was awful when he first realised I was Vince. I thought he was gonna have a stroke or something." Vince piped up happily. Julian glared at him.

"Thank you, Vince." He turned back to Mike. "But my point is, is that this is real."

"How?" the young man asked softly. Julian hesitated.

"We…don't know. But Vince tells me that he fell in a river as well, so we think that's the crossover point."

"How can he be here? He's fiction, how can he be here?" Mike gazed at the TV. "And how can they have been there? It's none of it real…"

"Again, we're not sure. But we're going to try and find out."

"Julian's gonna help me get home."

"I'm going to try, Vince."

Vince blinked back tears. "I have to get home, Ju. If I don't see Howard again I think I'll die."

"Hey! Don't be overdramatic!" Julian said comfortingly. "Even if I can't do anything, Naboo'll sort something out, you'll see. He got a message through the TV didn't he?"

"Yeah…"

"That's only one step away from actually coming here, isn't it?"

"I guess…"

"So all this time he's actually been Vince?" Mike asked again. "And that's why you stopped taking him to his appointments?"

"Yeah. It seemed a bit bloody pointless taking him to see a doctor who'd spend the whole time telling him he was Noel when I realised he wasn't." he smiled slightly. "I must say, it's going to be a hell of a lot easier now we've got you on board. People will believe you more because you're family. Plus I always feel really guilty when I have to fob Dee or your mum off with an excuse as to why they can't talk to him when they ring. Now you can do it for me!"

Mike smiled weakly.

"Is he in shock?" Vince asked innocently.

Julian looked at the young man. His eyes did seem a little glazed. "Mike? You ok?"

"Not really, no."

"You want a drink of anything? Preferably non alcoholic?"

"I'm fine. Just…just give me a minute."

Vince prodded Julian on the arm. "Ju, did Howard say anything about me?"

"No." he saw Vince's face fall. "There wasn't any sound. He couldn't say anything." He went on quickly. "He looked so happy when I let him know you were here though."

"Did you get to speak to Noel?"

Julian sighed. "No. No, we didn't. He was out."

"Why'd they contact us if he wasn't there? Seems a bit mean."

Julian smiled at him. "I think maybe Howard wanted to see you as soon as possible."

Vince beamed happily through his unshed tears. "He wanted to see me." He muttered to himself.

"This is real?" Noel said eventually. He felt sick. When he'd thought this had all been in his head it had been fun; something he could experiment with and play about in. one of the best things that had happened to him.

Now he was entertaining the thought that it could really be happening to him, that he had possibly been transported to another world, it seemed a lot less entertaining.

It seemed scary.

"Noel, we'll get you back. I've been seeing this guy; this expert on the Loerron theory. He was the one who helped me understand how to forge the video connection. We can work out a way to open a physical connection, I know we can!"

"This is real." Noel repeated. Naboo sighed.

"Ok, now you're in shock." He looked across at Howard. "Sit him down on the sofa, I'll get him something."

Howard complied. "Easy now, Noel. It's alright."

"But if this is real, how did it happen?" Noel asked desperately. "People don't just disappear into fantasy worlds!"

Naboo returned and handed him a flask of green liquid. Noel downed it in one and winced.

"Bloody hell! What was that?!"

"Good for shock." Naboo told him. He sat on the table opposite. "Noel, listen to me. Can you think of anything, anything at all that might explain this switch? Even if it seems completely irrelevant, I want you to think, Noel."

Noel raised an eyebrow. "You've got no idea how this happened, do you?"

Naboo groaned softly. "None whatsoever."

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