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The Mighty Boosh

They got home from the Velvet Onion about mid-night.

Vince had spent all night chatting to pretty girls before deciding that he didn't like any of them anyway. Naboo and Bollo sat at the same table all night, just talking. Holly had starting talking to a fairly good looking man at the bar, but somehow she decided that she'd rather spend the night with her friends. Mostly, talking to Howard.

She'd tried to get him to dance, but he absolutely refused. in the end, she agreed to let it go, tellling him that she'd get her way next time they came to the club.

' Bollo go to bed,' Bollo declared once they all got back to the flat.

' I think we all are,' Naboo agreed, bidding the others goodnight and disappearing into his room.

' Night Howard,' Vince said cheerily going into his room and leaving the door open for his sister.

Holly bit her lower lip and looked at Howard. They stood for a moment in silence, beofre they both started at the same time.

' Well - '

' I suppose - '

They both stopped abruptly and laughed nervously.

Holly looking at Howard and, quite sure that he wasn't going to be the one to say anything, said,' You know, I was thinking tonight. About you, and about Vince. '

' Yeah? ' Howard asked, waiting to see what she was going to say.

She smiled, the sparkle in her eyes shining at him,' Vince stays on the stage and milks all the applause and stuff, but you just ... you just play your set and get on with it. You shouldn't let him take all the credit, Howard. '

Howard shrugged,' That's just how it goes. '

Holly shook her head, her hair falling over one eye as she did so,' I'll bet you're the genius behind all the songs, aren't you? Vince was never particularly musical - sure he can sing, but I'll bet you write all the music, don't you? '

Howard blushed and cursed himself inwardly - blushing? Blushing? That's just ridiculous,' Well I - I'll admit I've always had talents as a writer. I can really get into the minds of all kinds of characters - even like serial killers. It's not so hard to relate to a serial killer as you might think it is - I mean, we've all killed in our minds, haven't we? '

' Howard,' Holly said quietly,' you're rambling. '

He closed his mouth,' Right. Sorry. '

She smiled,' I was just going to say that you shouldn't let Vince always overshadow you. You're worth more than you think you are. People aren't always just interested in Vince ... '

Howard shrugged,' They are mostly. '

' No,' Holly insisted,' I'm not just interested in Vince, after all ... I think you're every bit as great as Vince is. Don't let him hog all the glory, yeah? '

Howard was slack jawed as he listened - she was telling him how he was great. Was this for real? He quickly closed his mouth, realising he must look utterly gormless and looked back at her properly.

' G'night Howard,' she smiled, before turning away and entering the bedroom.

' Night,' Howard called after her before entering his own bedroom. He leant against the door and closed his eyes. Holly Noir had him completly under her spell.

***

Holly was still awake an hour later. Vince had gone straight to sleep, so she was just laying there waiting for sleep to claim her.

It wasn't happening anytime soon though, as it seemed.

She tried laying on this side, then on that side, then her back, then her stomach, and curled up in a ball and sprawled out, and everything. Nothing; it just wasn't working.

Her mind was spinning with thoughts - mainly of the same variety; Howard Moon. He was so nice that she was now certain he wasn't just being nice because of Vince. No way - it was because he actually liked her. And she knew she liked him. Though how much, it was difficult to say.

He wasn't like anyone else. She'd never had a proper relationship and there's never been any man she'd had the feeling for - the feelings she had for him.

God, what was she going to do? She couldn't have a thing for Howard - that was so bizarre. No they were just really good friends.

He was a really good friend who happened to make her skin tingle when she brushed past him, and her stomach lurch when he smiled, and her cheeks flush when he looked at her for just a second too long.

Who was she kidding? She knew what these feelings were. And she knew it meant Howard Moon had captured her heart.

Deciding she needed to clear her head, she threw the covers back and left the room as quietly as she could - though Vince could sleep through a hurricane, so it wasn't very neccesary.

She went up into the attic, which was mostly full of old clothes of Vince's, a few old instruments and big ornate chests with heavy locks on, which belonged to Naboo.

She pushed up on the little square window and when it was open far enough, grabbed the sides of the hole with her hands and hauled herself out, so she was on the roof. Once out there, she scrambled to the very top of the roof and sat onto of the slate tiles.

Sitting out on this roof had been something she'd first done a few days after her arrival. She was still worried that he might come after her, and Vince had showed her what he did when he wanted to get away. He'd led her out onto the roof and held his hands out to the sky and the vast view of Dalston, telling her it was the best place to get away - after all, the only people who'd ever be on the roof were he, her, occasionally Howard, and even more occasionally Naboo. But probably not Bollo, who was scared he might fall off.

One knee tucked up to her chest, and her chin resting on that knee, she looked up to the starry night sky.

The full moon was out and was shining down.

Holly liked The Moon. The Moon wasn't what most people thought it was - everyone thought it was just some big round thing in the sky. Holly however, had heard it talk - Yeah. Talk. The Moon had spoken to her one night about a year ago and since then she'd sometimes tried to talk back to it.

' Dammed Howard,' she sighed, closing her eyes,' this is all down to him. I wouldn't feel like this if he wasn't so ... so Howard. He's made all this happen to me - he's got me under some kinda spell. ' she paused and opened her eyes, looking up at the moon,' I bet you've never had these problems, have you? '

The blank moon seemed to spin around, and the other side of it had bright blue eyes, a sharp nose and big pink lips.

' I'm The Moon,' it grinned.

' I know,' Holly smiled,' It's me - Holly Noir, remember? Sorry it's been a while, I've been busy ... '

' Ah, my friend, the little earth girl. When you are the Moon, you do not get busy,' the Moon told her, grinning. She liked the Moon's grin - it was like a young child, it was quite cute, actually,' you spend all your time hanging around. '

Holly nodded,' Yeah. I bet it's alright been the Moon, isn't it? You don't have to worry about stuff like this. '

The Moon - who she fondly thought of as an alabaster retard - told her,' I - I liked someone once. She .. uh .. wasn't bothered. '

' Really? ' Holly asked,' that's a shame - you're quite funny. '

The Moon grinned,' Ha. I am The Moon. You're not The Moon. It was Venus - I used to shout 'Hey Venus. Venus, it's me - the Moon.' Ha ha. Venus preferred Mars, in the end. '

' Oh. '

' Mars isn't so great,' the Moon said,' he's just big and red. Bit like Jupiter. Jupiter's jealous of me, because I've got a song, and he ain't. '

Holly nodded,' It's good to have a song sometimes. '

' I've got a song for you, little earth girl,' the Moon told her before singing softly,' All you need is love ... all you need is love ... all you need is love, love ... yeah, love is all you need. '

Holly smiled,' Cheers. '

The Moon grinned the widest of grins and turned back around.

Holly sighed when it had gone - nice song, but it didn't make her feel any better. In fact, it made her feel worse about things - if a being as child-like as the moon was telling her love was important, then what was it coming to?

Becuase that's what it was - love. And according to the moon, that was what she needed. Which meant she needed Howard.

Yes, Howard Moon had her completely under his spell.