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booshslashhavenTitle: G is for Gorilla and Gary Numan (7/26)
Pairing: Noel/Dave.
Disclaimer: Please dont sue me i've got so little to give!
Warnings: Swearing
Summary: "When you decide to do this kind of music then you just accept the facts."- Gary Numan.
A/N: I'm gonna try and do all the letters of the alphabet. if it goes shit wrong, then sorry. hehe IGNORE AGE! :)
Previous Parts: A is for Artist. , B is for Ballroom. , C is for Children. , D is for Dads. , E is for Electro. , F is for Fairy Tale.
Pairing: Noel/Dave.
Disclaimer: Please dont sue me i've got so little to give!
Warnings: Swearing
Summary: "When you decide to do this kind of music then you just accept the facts."- Gary Numan.
A/N: I'm gonna try and do all the letters of the alphabet. if it goes shit wrong, then sorry. hehe IGNORE AGE! :)
Previous Parts: A is for Artist. , B is for Ballroom. , C is for Children. , D is for Dads. , E is for Electro. , F is for Fairy Tale.
Noel stared at Dave and Tilly.
"What's your beef?" Tilly asked with a mouthful of sour cherries.
"That was the Kingaling." Noel explained.
Dave looked up finally, after hearing it was something Boosh related. "And what? We didnt get the funds?"
Noel shook his head, "Money's fine."
"Then what?"
"We got Gary Numan."
Tilly's jaw dropped.
"You what?!" Dave asked.
"Gary Numan said he'll be in it! I'm going to meet him later."
"Can I please come with you?" Tilly asked, in a tone of voice she hoped would convince.
Noel took one of her sour cherries. "No cos you'll go all embarrassing." Noel's eyes went daft as soon as the sour hit.
"No I wont. Please Mum! I'm dying of a rare heart eating disease. Its my one wish to meet Numan before I die."
"Well you're lucky you've got a few years then arent you?"
"Dad! Tell him!"
"Dont get me involved. I'm just the man in the monkey suit."
*
Tilly watched from the sidelines as she always did, listening and drawing in her sketchboook.
"What's tha matter?!"
"I'll tell you what the matter is. Lance Dior thats what the matter is!"
"Yeah and Harold Boon!"
"Calm down alright. True originality always wins in the end. Get over it. It's what's inside that counts my friend."
"It's not the peel is the 'nana."
"It's whats in-"
"Yeah I've done that!"
"Listen to some words of wisdom from Naboo. Let me tell you the story of the magpie and the peacock."
Paul King erupted beside her, making Tilly jump. "Cut."
Dave lifted up Bollo's head, his face glistening with sweat.
"I think.." Paul looked at his watch. "Yeah, break for lunch and we'll come back at about 2 O Clock and do the crimp off scene at Velvet Onion."
Noel started blowing gently against Dave's face.
"Thats hot air, Noel!" Dave said, puffing.
"Go take him off them."
Dave trotted off to go and get changed, kissing Tilly on the head as he walked past.
Noel approached her. "You wanna get lunch?"
Tilly nodded. "Yeah I'm starving."
"Julian!" Noel called.
Julian looked up.
"You coming?"
"Yeah. I'm going for a smoke first. 5 minutes. I'll meet you in the rehersal room."
Noel nodded.
*
"Sweepin up, sweepin down, sweepin all around town, here come mister broom boom. OOOHOOO. Here come mister broom boom. OOOHOOO. Here come mister J-cloth, with his checkered brow. Here come mister J-cloth, can you hear me now? Buff it up, buff it up oooh, I'm a shiny man, buff it up buff it up, oooh, spray me if you can, coach load of termites just-"
"No!" Julian exclaimed, spinning around.
"Oh fuck not termites!" Noel realised.
*
"It was alright wasnt it?" Noel asked, climbing into bed next to Dave.
Noel could feel the warmth still coming from Dave from being in Bollo all day.
"Yeah it was good. Why?" Dave asked, turning to face him.
Noel shook his head. "Just asking."
Dave smiled. "Come here." He lifted his arm for Noel to cuddle up.
"Arent you hot?"
"Yeah but you're worth it."
Noel smiled sleepily and burried himself in the crook of Dave's shoulder.
Dave dropped his arm down and rested it on Noel's abdomen. "I love you." He said quietly.
Noel struggled to keep his eyes open. "I love you too."
The pair slowly but surely fell into a deep slumber, dreaming of Gary Numan and lego.
"What's your beef?" Tilly asked with a mouthful of sour cherries.
"That was the Kingaling." Noel explained.
Dave looked up finally, after hearing it was something Boosh related. "And what? We didnt get the funds?"
Noel shook his head, "Money's fine."
"Then what?"
"We got Gary Numan."
Tilly's jaw dropped.
"You what?!" Dave asked.
"Gary Numan said he'll be in it! I'm going to meet him later."
"Can I please come with you?" Tilly asked, in a tone of voice she hoped would convince.
Noel took one of her sour cherries. "No cos you'll go all embarrassing." Noel's eyes went daft as soon as the sour hit.
"No I wont. Please Mum! I'm dying of a rare heart eating disease. Its my one wish to meet Numan before I die."
"Well you're lucky you've got a few years then arent you?"
"Dad! Tell him!"
"Dont get me involved. I'm just the man in the monkey suit."
*
Tilly watched from the sidelines as she always did, listening and drawing in her sketchboook.
"What's tha matter?!"
"I'll tell you what the matter is. Lance Dior thats what the matter is!"
"Yeah and Harold Boon!"
"Calm down alright. True originality always wins in the end. Get over it. It's what's inside that counts my friend."
"It's not the peel is the 'nana."
"It's whats in-"
"Yeah I've done that!"
"Listen to some words of wisdom from Naboo. Let me tell you the story of the magpie and the peacock."
Paul King erupted beside her, making Tilly jump. "Cut."
Dave lifted up Bollo's head, his face glistening with sweat.
"I think.." Paul looked at his watch. "Yeah, break for lunch and we'll come back at about 2 O Clock and do the crimp off scene at Velvet Onion."
Noel started blowing gently against Dave's face.
"Thats hot air, Noel!" Dave said, puffing.
"Go take him off them."
Dave trotted off to go and get changed, kissing Tilly on the head as he walked past.
Noel approached her. "You wanna get lunch?"
Tilly nodded. "Yeah I'm starving."
"Julian!" Noel called.
Julian looked up.
"You coming?"
"Yeah. I'm going for a smoke first. 5 minutes. I'll meet you in the rehersal room."
Noel nodded.
*
"Sweepin up, sweepin down, sweepin all around town, here come mister broom boom. OOOHOOO. Here come mister broom boom. OOOHOOO. Here come mister J-cloth, with his checkered brow. Here come mister J-cloth, can you hear me now? Buff it up, buff it up oooh, I'm a shiny man, buff it up buff it up, oooh, spray me if you can, coach load of termites just-"
"No!" Julian exclaimed, spinning around.
"Oh fuck not termites!" Noel realised.
*
"It was alright wasnt it?" Noel asked, climbing into bed next to Dave.
Noel could feel the warmth still coming from Dave from being in Bollo all day.
"Yeah it was good. Why?" Dave asked, turning to face him.
Noel shook his head. "Just asking."
Dave smiled. "Come here." He lifted his arm for Noel to cuddle up.
"Arent you hot?"
"Yeah but you're worth it."
Noel smiled sleepily and burried himself in the crook of Dave's shoulder.
Dave dropped his arm down and rested it on Noel's abdomen. "I love you." He said quietly.
Noel struggled to keep his eyes open. "I love you too."
The pair slowly but surely fell into a deep slumber, dreaming of Gary Numan and lego.
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Date: 2009-01-10 07:57 pm (UTC)And I love that crimp!
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Date: 2009-01-10 08:05 pm (UTC);D
that and jimmy monkey. and 'pork pie. shiny eye the champagne peado!'
all the crimps in the crimp off are genious ;D
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Date: 2009-01-10 09:35 pm (UTC)And the Champagne peado made me laugh so hard!
btw will there be more tonight??
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Date: 2009-01-10 09:39 pm (UTC)i'm writing 'H is for' at the moment :)
its not as happy as one might imaginee.
chipatti chipatti chipatti basmati ;D
lamb dhansak in his rice anorak *pats ribs*
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Date: 2009-01-10 09:54 pm (UTC)oooooooooo spooky spooky spooky spooky monkey sitting in my flat he's a primate junkie!
That's okay, i likes a bit of angst. ;)
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Date: 2009-01-10 10:05 pm (UTC)(i think anyway) LOL!
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Date: 2009-01-10 10:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-01-10 10:38 pm (UTC)lol
H is up now :P
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Date: 2009-01-10 09:23 pm (UTC)YAY for power of the crimp.
It's 'im, it's Lance Diaaaar....Dior...sorry.
:D
Hhahaha Bollo's balls are fried.
Poor gorilla.
:P
I love this series almost as much as I love you! lol!
;D
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Date: 2009-01-10 09:27 pm (UTC)