Sensual Boosh

"Naboo, what does this mean?"

The tiny shaman rubbed his chin in thought and gazed over at Vince.

"Well," he started out in his usual lispy and soft tone. "I'd say that you fancy him well."

Vince looked down at his knees and sighed.

"I'm not queer, Naboo."

"You haven't got to be gay to fancy another man. There's a whole lot of things you could be." Naboo explained.

Vince nodded.

"Tell Howard how you feel. I'm sure he'll understand. And hey, he could even like you back."

Naboo stood.

"Thanks, Naboo."

"Yeah, yeah. Now get out of my room."
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Vince sat on the couch and thought about Howard.

It was true. He liked him.

And he couldn't deny it.

"Argh.." Vince pounded his head against the coffee table, frustrated.

"What you doing, knocking knowledge into your thick head?" Howard joked, coming up the stairs.

Vince brought his head up fast and looked at Howard with sad eyes.

"What you want, Noir?"

Vince bit his lip and looked away.

"Nothing.." He muttered.

Howard automatically knew that something was wrong.

"What is it, then? You're always so..happy and perky."

Vince lied down on the couch and sighed.

"Not today."

"Come on, you can tell me anything. I'm Howard Moon."

Vince rolled his eyes and sighed once again.

Then, he felt cool fingers touching his forehead.

Howard sat down next to him.

"Seriously. You can tell me, Vince."

He looked into Howard's eyes and sorta melted into the couch.

"I-I..." Vince stuttered.

"He's in absolute bloody love with you, Howard!" Naboo yelled, running out of the flat.

Vince's jaw hung wide open.

"I'm gonna kick his arse." Vince began to say, heading for the door.

But, a strong arm stopped him from moving.

"I fancy you as well, Vince."

And, that's how Howard and Vince ended up kissing in the living area.