Labyrinth, Boosh Style

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After Vince annoys him too much with songs from the film 'Labyrinth', Howard finally yels at Vince and tells him to grow up. Vince then wishes the goblins will take him away, which results in Howard's dissappearence and a quest to defeat the goblin king. Next in my crossover stories.

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Chapter One-The Film and The Wish.

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Chapter One-The Film and The Wish.

Author’s Notes: Now I might say something bad about taxi drivers in this chapter, but I’m sorry if any taxi drivers reading this is offended lol.

Vince Noir ran excitedly out of the cinema into the star filled dark sky. His best friend Howard Moon followed him out.

“That was a great film. Remind me to get it on DVD next time I’m up Camden” They had just finished watching a rerun of ‘Labyrinth’.

“It was alright, I suppose” Howard answered back.

“No way, there must have been a bit of the film you did like?” Vince asked.

Howard looked thoughtful for a minute “I suppose when that girl defeats the goblin king was good” He smirked and he tried then to hold a laugh in when he saw the disbeliving face of Vince, but the goth once again smiled.

“He wasn’t really defeated. He just turned into that owl creature and flew off. Besides, Bowie was a fashion genius in that film, with his hair and clothes. And his singing was great too”

Howard rolled his eyes and looked at the sky to see it covered in dark clouds and thunderm The first few drops of the storm came down “We better get back, before Naboo locks us out again for the night”.

They made their way to the nearest and Howard checked the times “What time is it, little man?”

Vince was watching, in fear for his hair, the rain coming down harder, then glanced down at his Gary Numan watch “About eleven, Howard”

“You’re joking right? We’ve just missed the last bus” Howard pinched the bridge of his nose, annoyed.

“What are we gonna do now?” Vince asked.

“We could call a taxi” Howard suggested.

“No way, have you seen some of the perverted drivers you get these days? He’d probably drop you off, then drive off with me and give me a teriffic bumming” Vince said in fear, looking at Howard like he said the stupidest thing ever.

“It’s either that or we take our chances with the storm-hang on, why wouldn’t he have me?” Howard asked.

“He might not like the smokey hair and small eyes” Vince joked.

“How dare you” Howard shot back, hurt “He might be one of those that isn’t picky”

Vince laughed and looked back into the rain “Let’s go then” He then shot of into the wet, with a disbeliving Howard following him. As they ran, with Vince cursing everytime he got his favourite red boots in a puddle, lightening lit up the sky and the streets. They finally got to the flat and surprise, Naboo had locked the door.

“Now what?” Howard asked, getting more and more annoyed. Vince just smiled and pulled a hair pin out of his raven locks, then picked the flat door lock. Howard just looked in amazement as his friend let them in.

“What? I had to learn something off the streets growing up” Vince smiled to him. Once inside, the goth took his red boots off and left them next to the heater to dry. He then went upstairs to change his hair, while Howard went into the kitchen and started drying his hair withtowel on the side and started making two cups of teas.

Five minutes later and after endless amounts of root booster and goth juice, Vince made his way downstairs singing ‘Underground’ from the film, getting on Howard’s nerves “Vince, please shut up about that stupid film, that stupic song and that stupid David Bowie” He yelled. Vince looked shocked, hurt and sad, then angry in about ten seconds.

“None of it’s stupid. Just because you didn’t like it, dosen’t mean I can’t. I wish it was real so I could wish you away to the labyrinth”

Howard rolled his eyes and made his way up the stairs, with Vince following him “Listen, it’s not real and it’ll never be real!”

“Oh yeah, watch this. Goblin king, goblin king, take this friend far away from me” The flat was quiet, no magic happened and Howard looked smug.

“See? Now I’m going to bed. You should do the same and just grow up already, it’ll never be really only in your colourful and warped imagination” Howard then retreated to his room, leaving the goth shocked, angry and hurt.

“I wish the goblins did take you away, right now” He said quietly before walking to his own room. He stopped when he heard a struggling sound coming from his friend’s room, his anger slipping away and turning into fear. Vince opened the door to reveal…no-one.