[The talk wasn't going as well as he'd hoped...]The talk wasn’t going as well as he’d hoped. He’d envisioned a room full of bright, keen young faces when he’d written it; students who were eager to learn and willing to fully commit themselves to his words of wisdom and experience. Instead, most of the brand new First Years looked exhausted and hungover. One lad had fallen asleep in the back row ( Read more... )

[When Howard Moon came down the stairs that morning...]When Howard Moon came down the stairs that morning, Olivia looked up at him from over her bowl of cornflakes and winced.

“Ooh, you did have a rough night, didn’t you ( Read more... )

Hey, remember this story? Here's part 4!

( A couple of days turned into a couple of nights and still Howard showed no signs of leaving... )

(The third installment is here. Hope you like it!)

( When Vince woke up the next morning, Howard was gone... )

Second installment here. I really hope you enjoy it.

( “Fucking show yourself!” he barked, only to find himself staring down into the black barrel of a gun... )

Fic here. Do enjoy!

( He just managed to get inside before the rain started to fall... )

Hello, everyone. It's been an obscenely long time, so here is some fic to apologise.

( It was as if... )

Title: Nostalgia
Summary: Vince and Howard are getting older.
Pairings: Howard/Vince
Rating: G
Word Count: 948
Disclaimer: It's a shame but sadly the Boosh is still not mine.
Notes: It's a bit short and a bit overwritten, but even so this is a present for everyone in what I honestly believe is the best and loveliest community on LJ.

( Fluff ahoy... )

They had been half an hour on the road before Vince finally spoke up.

“Why are we going camping?”

Up until this point the question had been inevitable, but now that it had made its debut appearance it made Howard want to bury his face in the steering wheel and not move until he had actually physically melted into the van. Why were they going ( Read more... )

( Part Two )