Get Him To The Boosh

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Noel and Julian want Russell to guest star on the Boosh, who knew they had to go through hell and back to get him.(*Note: They really don't go to hell, they go to L.A.)

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Notes: This is a crossover between The Mighty Boosh & Get Him To Greek but it stars Julian & Noel, not Howard & Vince.

I don’t own, I am making no profit out of this fic. Also, this never happened in real life or in the movie ‘Get Him To The Greek’ whch I also don’t own.

Get Him To The Boosh by littlecandyravegirl

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Tomorrow All Hell Breaks Loose

It was normal Saturday for our boys. Julian and Noel sitting at their sofa, Julian with his laptop in his lap and Noel with his notebook and red pen tapping at his chin.

They looked bored, trying to think of what to do for the next season of the Mighty Boosh. Then, after racking that strange childlike mind, Noel finally got an idea. He grinned, and slammed his hand on the dark cherry wood coffee table.

“I got it!” Noel yelled, triumphantly. Julian jumped at the sudden noise after that long stretch of silence. “What did you get?” “We’ll ‘ave a guest star on The Boosh, its genius!”

Julian thought of the idea, a new face on The Boosh would be good especially if it’s someone who everyone knows but who. “It’s a great idea, Noel, but who are we gonna get?”

Noel’s blue eyes twinkled with excitement, and put his hands on the sofa in the space between him and Julian. “Mr. Russell Brand.” Julian felt his breath get caught in his throat, and his hands grip the arm of the sofa.

Julian never liked Russell especially how Russell treated Noel when he was around. Always kissing his cheek and wrapping his arms around Noel’s waist and Noel would just giggled and go along with it.

Now, Julian wasn’t jealous, most defiantly not. But he did always get this pang in his heart when Noel would smile a genuine smile at Russell and look deep into his eyes. Julian always envied Russell’s place that Noel had for him in his big heart.

Julian never knew where he was in Noel’s heart; he never told him. Yeah, Noel tells you where in his heart that you stand and Russell stands near the top apparently there was someone else.

Julian wished he knew who that person whoever he or she was so he could know what was so special about him or her. Julian looked at Noel, and saw his big blue eyes smile bigger than the grin on his face.

‘He really wants this.’ Julian thought to himself, and felt himself smile. Noel’s smiles were contagious to say the least, and when Noel smiled; Julian’s smile would follow close behind.

Julian sighed, setting his laptop on the coffee table and stood up stretching. “Do you really want this, Noel?” He looked down at his big blue eyed friend, and saw his grin grow bigger and nod.

Julian sighed in defeat, and smiled at Noel. “Alright, Russell Brand will be our guest star on the next season of the Mighty Boosh.” Noel squealed, and jumped up hugging Julian tightly.

Julian felt himself froze, and his cheeks heat up. He wrapped his arms around Noel’s waist awkwardly, and hugged him back. “Thanks, Ju.” Julian felt his heart skip a beat at Noel’s soft whisper.

Noel released his hug slowly, keeping his hands on Julian’s shoulders and Julian kept his arms wrapped around Noel’s slim waist. They looked into each other’s eyes, and for that one moment, Julian could feel Noel’s heart flutter against his chest.

Julian blushed, and removed his hands walking to the kitchen. “U-Um, how about you call Russell, and I’ll make tea?” “O-Oh, okay.” Noel pulled out his phone littered with sliver glitter, and dialed Russell’s number.

Julian heard the small disappointment in Noel’s voice, and thought nothing of it. He learned along time ago, Noel would never return his feelings of desire and love Julian felt for him.

Julian walked into the kitchen, pulling out the kettle and pouring some water into it as he listen in on Noel’s conversation with Russell. “‘Ey, Russ, what’s up, you berk?”

Julian smiled, and listened in for more; putting the kettle on the stove, pulling out two mugs. One white that had a stop signal over the words, ‘No Whining!’, and the over black with big purple stars.

Noel giggled, and sat down on the couch crossing one leg over the other. “Oh, really, that sounds great.” He laughed some more, and Julian felt that dark pang of jealousy punch his heart.

“Well, Julian and I were-Yes, Julian too, we want you to guest star in The Mighty Boosh for next season.” Julian waited for more, his attention no longer on the tea but more on the conversation.

“Oh my god, you’re where?! L.A.?! When did you get there? Last week?! Who took you? Oh, some berk name Aaron Green took you there, for what?” Julian was so intent on listening to the conversation; he didn’t expect the kettle to squeal so loudly.

“Oh, to perform in front of millions of people in America. Well, I bet you were great, I always did like your songs.” Noel giggled at a joke Russell made, and Julian glared at the phone hoping maybe Russell would get burned on the other end.

“Well, do you wanna guest star or what, you giddy goat?” Julian giggled; Noel was obviously spending too much time with Richard Ayoade on the set on The IT Crowd. Noel squealed, and giggled causing Julian to almost drop the mugs filled with hot tea.

“Oh, thank you so much, Russell. Wait…you want us to do what?!” Julian sat down on the couch, setting the mugs on the coffee table. Noel picked his up, and smiled blowing on it to cool it down. He looked at Julian with big blue eyes and winked making Julian’s cheeks flare up again.

Noel sighed in frustration, and set the cup down gingerly. “Fine, Russell! Yes, we’ll be there by Wednesday. Yes, yes, hugs and kisses and all that junk. I’ll see you then, bye.”

Julian looked at Noel, and sipped some of his tea, “What is it, Noel?” “Russell’s in L.A. and he wants us to pick him up and bring him back.” “Well, how hard can that be?”

Noel looks at Julian, and smirks shaking his head. “You obviously don’t know, Russell. He loves to party, and make scenes almost as much as I do, Ju. We’re gonna go through hell to ‘im ‘ere.”

Noel took his mug, and stood up. “What time is it?” Julian looked at the electric clock, the big red numbers telling them its 10:00 at night; it was 4:00 in the afternoon in L.A. right now.

“10, why?” Noel smirked, “We leave for L.A. tomorrow, so we better get some sleep because tomorrow all hell will break loss.”

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Hell Is Out & On The Loose

Author’s Notes: This one is rated for language, drug use and some violence. It also has some drama near the end. Well, enjoy. 🙂

I don’t own The Mighty Boosh or the movie Get Him To The Greek. This is all fake, it never happened. I am making no profit from this.

Sunday morning came quickly, and our boys were on their way to L.A. They spoke to Paul, and he approved the decision to get Russell Brand on the next season of The Boosh.

They had 72 hours to get Russell back to London, and on the set ready to perform. Noel and Julian sat in first class, again bored of their minds. Noel watched the clouds go by, while Julian played around on his laptop.

It was around noon when they touched down at the airport. They got their luggage, and walked to the rented limo with ease. The ride to the hotel Russell was resigning in was a quiet one.

Julian was anxious to see Russell; it would technically be his first time actually spending time with him. Noel was actually very excited to see his friend again; it’s almost been six months since they’ve seen each other.

They made to the Greek hotel by the Greek theater, and walked up to the recipient’s deck. “E’llo, we’re looking for a Mr. Russell Brand?” “Oi! Noel Fielding, is ‘hat you?!”

Noel and Julian turned around, and found Russell standing just a few feet away with his hands on his hips, and a big grin on his face. Next to him was a much shorter man with brown hair, and stubble on his face.

Noel squealed, and ran up to Russell wrapping his arms around his neck as Russell twirled him around in a circle as they giggled. Julian rolled his eyes, and walked up to the twirling pair and the other man.

“Hey, I’m Aaron Green, are you guys Noel and Julian?” Julian looked at the man, and smiled. He shook his hand, and nodded. “Yes, I’m Julian Barrett and this is my mate Noel Fielding.”

After, the pair got done reuniting, Russell set Noel down trying to make sure he doesn’t fall over but Noel wobbled over to Julian, and Julian smiled wrapping his arm around Noel’s slim waist. Noel looked at Aaron, “Oi, who’s this?” “This is me good friend Aaron Green, Noel.”

Noel smiled, and shook Aaron’s hand. “Alright, now that we’re all acquainted, we should go ‘ave a good drink to celebrate.” Russell grinned, and took Noel by the hand and led him out of the hotel, leaving Julian and Aaron behind.

“We should probably follow them.” Aaron said, looking up at Julian with anxious worry. Julian raised an eyebrow at the short, slightly chubby man. “Why is that, mate?” Aaron shook his head, and ran for the door. “You obviously don’t know Russell.”

Julian became irritated, and threw his head back as his hands flew to his hair tugging softly, he yelled out. “Why does everyone keep saying that?!” Julian opened his eyes, and looked around seeing he was getting stares. His cheeks flared hotly, as he giggled nervously running out of the hotel after the three men.

Six hours later, Julian and Aaron were in a limo with a drunk Noel who was sitting on a drunk Russell’s lap; holding a bottle of Jack Daniel’s, singing Russell’s song ‘Bangers, Beans and Mash.’ When the song ended, they both laughed loudly.

Julian sighed, and shook his head as he slumped his head into his hands. “I know how you feel, man.” Julian looked up at Aaron, and saw him looking mildly disturbed by the two drunk men.

They made to the hotel two hours later, Aaron holding a drunken Russell who had his arm slung around his neck, and leaning against him. Julian walked in, holding a drunken Noel bridal style as he cradled the large bottle of Jack Daniel’s in his arms like a baby.

They all would’ve been back earlier if Russell didn’t want to order something to eat from Mc. Donald’s and if Noel didn’t get into a fight with the guy who got Russell’s order wrong. Julian had to pull Noel off the guy with some un-needed force which caused Noel to get sick and throw up on the guy.

Long story short, they are never to return to that Mc. Donald’s ever again. They got into their rooms, and Noel fell down breaking his Jack Daniel’s bottle spilling all of the alcohol out of it. Noel’s eyes grew wide, and looked up at Julian who was sitting on the bed, rubbing his temples.

“Ju? Ju~? Ju, Ju, Ju, Ju, Ju, Ju…Julian!!!” “What?!” Noel pointed at the broken bottle and spilt alcohol. “I broke me bottle.” “Oh, for heaven’s sake…”

Julian stood up, and cleaned the messed with a clean hotel towel. Noel’s eyes then grew wide again, and he stood up quickly running to the bathroom, throwing up his dinner and most of his alcohol, “Aw, Fuck!!” ,while getting some vomit on his brand new vintage shirt with ACDC on it.

“Look what I got on me new shirt! Fuck me! I can’t believe this!” Julian looked up at Noel while still trying to clean the mess, “I’m gonna go borrow one of Russell’s shirts.” Noel walked over to the door that connected their rooms, and walked into the other room with ease.

Julian sighed, and glared at the door. He mimicked Noel’s voice about him going to get one of Russell’s shirts. “You could have used one of mine, what makes his so special?” Julian muttered bitterly under his breath, as he got the last of the alcohol.

Just then, he heard the door open and Noel came stumbling in with a new shirt on that had Infant Sorrows on it. Julian rushed over to him to try and steady him. Noel looked up at Julian, and smiled. “Thanks mate.” Noel then sat himself down on the bed, pulling out a joint.

Julian’s eyes grew wide, and he gritted his teeth in fury. He walked over to Noel, and slapped the joint out his hand. “Wot the ‘ell, mate?!” “Noel, what the fuck is wrong with you besides being drunk?!”

“You’ve been clean for years, Noel! Where the fuck did you get that joint?!” Noel just looked up at Julian, and shrugged. Julian growled, his patience growing ever so thin.

He then picked Noel up by the collar, and slammed him against the wall. “You better tell me or I’ll!” “You’ll what?!” Noel met Julian’s glared, and they just stood there in rigid and crackling silence and tension.

Noel then slapped Julian’s hands away, and stomped over to the door that connected the two rooms. “I’m staying with Russell for tonight.” “Why, so you can both get ‘igh?” Noel growled, and turned to punch Julian square in the jaw.

“Shut the fuck up!!” Julian’s eyes grew wide, and touched where he was hit and could feel it was starting to swell like a balloon, and hurt like a bitch. Noel’s eyes grew wide, as he backed up holding his fist close to his chest.

Julian was so shocked at what just happened, and just stared at Noel. Noel reached out to touch Julian’s arm, but Julian flinched back. “I-I’m sorry, Ju.” Julian shook his head, and turned his back to Noel. “Whatever,”

Noel looked down, and walked to the door and looked back at Julian’s back; feeling tears touch his eyes. He then opened the door, and left Julian for the night; leaving Julian to sort out his feelings.

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