A Booshy Mannequin

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Crossover and slash. Howard Moon, a struggling artist is going from one dead end job to the next. But it all changes when a mannequin he creates comes to life in a department store where he gets a new job.

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Chapter 4

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Chapter 4

Fossil was patrolling the departments with Joey faithfully on his lead, sniffing the air every now and again (Fossil, not the dog). They were walking past some lifts when Joey just started growling “What is it boy? Who’s there?”

He could then hear mumbled voices, both male coming for inside one of the lifts “Ok, Joey. Let’s go at then like a nun sandwich” The lift door opened and the dog went earing in, only to come out three seconds later, whimpering. Then out of the lift came Howard, carring a once again stiff Vince, who gave Fossil a smug smile before walking away. The guard looked amazed and looked inside the lift, which was empty “You can fool Joey, Moon. But you’ll never fool me. My brain is quicker than-” His sentace was cut off when both the doors shut on him, trapping him.

Inside the front window display, Vince and Howard were working on their next display, which was a gothic display where everything was dark. Even Vince himself was wearing all black, even black makeup “I think we’ve outdone ourselves this time”

“I think you’re right” Agreed Howard, stepping back to admire their work. He smiled when he felt the smaller man wrap his arms around him, placing his head in his shoulders.

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The next morning, everyone gathered outside to admire the display, even Mrs Gideon was in the crowd “Good morning Mrs G. What do you think of the display? Meltdown, eh?” Howard greeted.

“Good Morning Howard” She replied back “Oh yes, hot, smoking, churning, burning, whatever. Oh yes” He offered his arm and they both went inside the store.

After a hour at the store, Howard went back to his apartment for a well earned nap, but was rudely awakened by the phone ringing “Hello?” He asked, sleepily.

“Hello, my fuzzy man peach” Gregg said from the other line “It’s Old Gregg”

“I thought you weren’t talking to me, Gregg” Howard replied.

“I was a little bit upset, but I wanted to see how you were doing” The merman said back “Listen Gregg, I have to go now. I work nights and I really need the sleep”

“Alright, but be up in time for Gregg to take you to lunch. I’ll take you to that french resturant you worked at once, you remember where it is?”

“Yeah, I was fired from there for actually setting IT on fire” Howard answered “Just don’t stand me up this time Howard, or else…”

Gregg placed the phone down with a smile on his face, while Bainbridge stood beside him “He’ll be there” Bainbridge smiled and walked off.

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At the resturant, Howard made his way inside and smiled, remembering when he worked in such a posh place. Then he spotted his old employer “Hey Dennis, I see you’re wearing the night-time hair at lunch now, looking good”

The head waiter turned around with a smile, but the smile dropped when his colorless eyes recognised Howard “It’s you! The flambe terrorist! Will you not be satisfied until you’ve burnt the place down?”

“It was an accident, Dennis. I was just trying to show the customer a little flair” Howard explained, then he saw Gregg waving to him “You’re here to dine?” Dennis said, shocked. The younger man nodded and made his way to his sort-of boyfriend “By the way, the eyebrows have grown back nicely”

“Sorry I’m late, I overslept” Howard apologised “That’s alright, you’re only an hour late” Gregg said, a forced smile on his green face “I love this place, it’s so romantic”

“Yeah, they did a good job rebuilding the balcony. That went up like a roman candle”

“Howard, I guess I was wrong about you and I have a way of making it up. How would you like to be chief window-dresser at Bainbridge’s” Gregg offered.

“They want me? Really? What if I told you I had a little help? In the form of a very handsome man?” Howard replied, teasingly.

“I…I wouldn’t mind in the least, my man peach” Gregg said, envy clearly in his voice “You start on monday, you can take me to work on your cute motorcycle”

“I’m not taking the job. If I’m one thing, I’m loyal, I finally found a place where I belong. I’ll see you around” Howard got up and tried to walk away cool like, only to walk into a waiter carrying a crepe flambe and knocked him into another empty table. The dessert set fire to the tablecloth “I’ll get it! Don’t worry, It’s only a little one” He called out.

Howard then grabbed a near-by Dennis’s wig and patted the fire, but just made it worst. He dropped the wig and ran for it, Dennis looking slightly annoying at the sight of it.

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Back at the store, Fossil was talking with Saboo “There’s something strange going on around here at night ” The retarded guard confessed “Every time Joey sees a mannequin, he gets so scared, he’s breaking wind left, right and centre”

“Isn’t it obvious that Moon is behind all this? I mean, a man who’s an eternal failure is putting together the best diaplay windows in town. You say you hear voices, there’s no-one there, I mean, is there someone helping him?” Saboo asked, concerned.

“I shall find out the reason, sir. As long as I get my sausages and toboggans for rewards” Fossil agreed, moving out of the office. At closing time, he was quick to shoo everyone out of the store, before going on his mission “Come on Joey, we’re gonna nail that little fart blossom”

Meanwhile, at the holiday wear and supplies department, Vince and Howard were enjoying the peace, lying on a sort of cruise deck “We’ve needed this vacation” Vince moan happily “The sun feels strong, I could use some suntan lotion, if someone was willing to rub it on” He suggested sexily, turning over so Howard could rub some on his bare back. Vince was wearing nothing but a pair of black silk boxers, while Howard wore a brown and orange tropical shirt and brown shorts.

Howard’s mouth went dry, but he smiled just the same “Well, it’s a dirt job. But someone’s got to do it” He grabbed the bottle and squeezed some on his hand, before gently rubbing it into the soft, pale skin under his fingers. Vince jumped slightly at the contact of the cold liquid, but melted and sighed as Howard massaged the lotion into his skin.

Fossil carried on exploring the departments, then Gregg and Spider jumped from behind a display “We are alone” Spider suggested, Gregg giving him a look before they disappeared behind the display again, then crawled on their hands and knees across the floor “Listen when we find him, get a good picture of who this man is, and get out” Gregg told Spider

“If we can’t hire Howard, maybe we could buy this other man out” Spider then grabbed his arm for him to stop “Listen, Spider has always wanted to make love in the middle of the ladie’s show department. The smell of leather is always a good turn-on, no?” Gregg slapped him across the head before crawling away “What? You took me seriously?”

Howard was still rubbing Vince’s back and shoulders with lotion, but the gothic dummy wasn’t complaining, in fact he had a dizzy grin on his face as his eyes were closed in estacy. Howard was enjoying himself too, feeling quite happy and content until Vince got up and placed an ice cube from his drink down his pants. Howard gasps in shock before placing his larger body onto Vince’s, gathering the soft lips in a hard, searing kiss.

They rolled over until Howard spotted black shoes by his head, Vince turning back into his mannequin state. He looked up into the face of Fossil “Oh Moon, I knew you weren’t right. You are one sick puppy”

Gregg and Spider came up the escalator and stopped at the scene in front of them “So, this is the handsome man he dumped you for?” Spider asked, amused, then took few pictures with his camera before they left.

“No, this is how I get my…inspiration, I create” Howard lied, getting embrasserese”But I can tell by looking at you you’re not the artistic type”

“Saboo told me to keep an eye on you, but now I’m doing things my way” Fossil waited until Howard got up before punching him in the back and grabbing him to throw him into the wall. Howard punched him back in the face, and Fossil went flying backwards into some displays, running towards him to be tripped over by the guard. Fossil got his baton out and tried hitting Howard, only succeeding in destroying more displays.

He punched the young artist in the face, causing him to fall backwards into the sporting department and accidentally turning on the tennis ball machine, making the yellow balls fly out and distract Fossil, giving him a chance to headbutt the guard. Fossil rolled them over so he was on top and pulled him baton up to knock Howard out, until a bare foot knocked it out opf his hand.

Howard gave him one last punch to the face which knocked him out, and gazed up at Vince who was smiling down at him “How’d you do that?”

“His back was turned, so he couldn’t see me” The goth smiled “That’ll teach him to mess with us”