Can you please imagine an exclamation mark at the end of that? Only, I copied and pasted it from before, when I didn't think of exclamation marks...and I like exclamation marks. Sorry, this isn't really relevant...
This part is a bit sad actually. 
Boosh/Horrors story Pt. 5
Vince must have been really drunk last night, seeing as he didn't even remember the amount of people that kissed him. He imagined himself watching them all take turns to kiss him and didn't know how to react. Did he feel used? Turned on? Disappointed that it wasn't just one person who did it just because they may have felt something for him? Violated? Argh, too much thinking!
Vince shook his head and put a hand to his forehead, brain slightly sore from too much thought. He looked at Tom again who was still stood opposite him and realised something about him that he never had before: he was really rather attractive. The more he thought about an attraction with Tom, the faster his heart beat. He was still in his room alone with him, he could do anything he wanted with him, no one else was about.
Then his mind suddenly switched from Tom to Josh and his heart beat even faster. There was something about Josh that he really really liked. It was probably something to do with the fact that he had kissed him first (while in a conscious state, at least) and it had felt really good, even though Joe's kiss had felt very similar, Josh's lips were slightly softer and he could remember exactly how it felt. He could even remember how he tasted on his tongue. It wasn't even that, it was his hair too...there was something about a man with really nice hair that made them extra attractive in Vince's eyes. A man's hair should indicate their level of awesome, and Josh was pretty damn awesome.
"What are you thinking?"
Vince snapped back to reality again and saw Josh standing opposite him with a smile on his face.
"I really want to kiss you again," Vince said.
He then closed his eyes and was met with another set of lips. His face was taken ahold off and he kissed back. Then the kiss was broken and he opened his eyes again, this time it was Tom that stood opposite him.
Vince quickly looked around the room with a puzzled look on his face as he pondered where Josh was. He was just there, thought Vince.
*
Faris had finally finished cleaning up Stationary Village and he stood up after what must had been ages. He winced slightly as his knees felt creaky and weak.
"Do you want to sit down?" Howard asked, noticing Faris' reaction and gesturing in the direction of the chair behind the counter.
Faris looked at the chair and then back at Howard. "Yeah," Faris said, smiling slightly and heading towards the chair.
"Why are they taking so long?" Josh whined, looking up at the stairs and tapping the tip of his left boot on the floor impatiently.
"If you're that bothered, go up and see them," Rhys said.
Joe then walked up to Rhys and whispered something in his ear while he played with Rhys' hair a bit and pulled away with a smirk.
Rhys blushed. "Shut up, not now!"
"I'm going up," Josh decided. "Can I, Howard?" he asked, realising that it wasn't actually his house.
"Yeah, sure," Howard said with a smile at the eager Horror he knew was just itching to see them.
Josh smiled his thanks and nearly ran up the stairs, almost tripping halfway and having to hold onto the banister to steady himself.
The three remaining Horrors looked up at him as he went and silently shook their heads; that man was just too clumsy.
"I'm going to get a baguette. Rhys, come," Joe said, taking Rhys by the hand and heading towards the door. "We won't be long, you guys 'familiarise' yourselves with one another," Joe said, using air-quotes as he headed out of the door with Rhys in tow.
"I'm not done looking at the capes!" Rhys said, trying to resist, then finally giving up and going with Joe.
Howard looked at Faris sitting there on the chair that he had been sitting in earlier and still couldn't quite believe what happened. Faris still looked cool, like he did stuff like that all the time. This just made him think of Vince, had Faris been the one that had kissed him? He still couldn't get that out of his mind because he had sort of developed feelings for Faris.
"I'm going out to dinner later, wanna come?" Faris asked, still barely any emotion and without actually looking at Howard.
"Uh, yeah...yeah, I'd like that," Howard said, wiping his hands on his trousers as he started to shake slightly.
"Good," Faris replied, looking up at Howard and turning up the corners of his mouth more so than he had done before.
Howard decided he'd tell Faris how he felt about him, hesitantly and nervously. "Faris--"
"I like you, Howard," Faris said before Howard had a chance to finish his sentence.
Howard instantly found himself getting hotter and he didn't know what to do. He wanted to wait for Faris to say something else but he knew that it was his turn to speak, to reply to what Faris had just said. If he just left it hanging in the air, it'd be awkward for the both of them.
"Did you kiss Vince?" he asked, realising only after that that probably didn't help the situation.
Faris stared at him and Howard instantly wanted to run away or just disappear. "Yes," he replied, looking towards the counter and playing with his nails.
Howard suddenly felt faint and fought back the urge to cry. Why? Why did it have to be Faris?
"So did Joe." he added.
"What?" Howard asked.
"And Rhys, and Josh, they all kissed him too."
"Wait, you're saying you all kissed him? Last night?" Howard asked, walking slightly closer to Faris with a confused look on his face.
"Yeah."
"But, how? Why? I mean--"
"I can't be bothered to explain it," Faris said in the same unemotional voice but Howard knew he was getting slightly irritated. "It's over now, there's only you, okay?"
Instead of being hurt that Faris had kissed Vince, he was now more concerned with only one fact: had Vince been a better kisser than himself?
It still hurt though.
*
"Come on, let's go downstairs, they're probably wondering what we're up to, especially Josh," Tom laughed, taking Vince's hand.
"Wait," Vince said as he still held onto Tom's hand, "what is this?"
"What?" Tom asked.
"...Have you been asleep for the past ten minutes?" Vince smiled. "You know what I'm on about."
"Oh," Tom replied, understanding. "I don't know," he added, looking down at both his and Vince's hands. "What do you want?"
Vince then went to reply but thought back to Josh: who did he like better? Both of them he found attractive but he felt more of a connection with Tom now. If he went out with Tom and was still thinking of Josh, surely that wasn't a good thing. "I'm too confused," was all Vince said.
"About what?"
Vince looked at Tom and realised that he couldn't give him a proper answer so he just shook his head and smiled while laughing slightly under his breath. "Nothing, don't worry about it."
Vince then opened the door, still holding Tom's hand, and stepped outside. The first person he saw was Josh. His jaw nearly dropped and straight away he wanted to jump into some cold water from how hot he was feeling. Maybe they should get a paddling pool....he could customise it and--
"Hey guys," Josh said with his hands in his pockets as he looked from Vince to Tom.
"Josh, what're you doing up here?" Tom asked.
"I...missed you?" Josh replied, smiling and baring his teeth.
Tom lowered his eyelids slightly and then turned to Vince. "I've made up my mind."
"W-what?" Vince asked, still barely taking his eyes away from Josh and not really concentrating on anything apart from how cool a paddling pool would look with glitter and things on the side.
Tom then looked at Josh and before Vince had a chance to react, Tom kissed him again, leaning himself up against Vince and nearly pushing him into the wall adjacent to his room. Vince was left in shock with his eyes wide open and feeling slightly uncomfortable because he could still see Josh as Tom kissed him. Josh bit his bottom lip slightly and looked towards the floor as if he was going to cry.
Vince couldn't take seeing Josh like that and pulled away from Tom. "Um, I've gotta...do a thing," he said, running down the stairs and out of the door outside.
"Vince?" Howard called after him, but Vince didn't turn back.
Tom came down the stairs after Vince. Faris and Howard looked at him questionably.
"...Where's Joe and Rhys?" Tom asked.
"What have you done?" Faris asked, sighing and putting a hand to his temple with his eyes closed.
"What? Nothing."
"He was almost in tears!" Faris replied, looking at Tom as if he were a bad disease.
Howard found himself concentrating on why Faris cared so much about Vince's feelings rather than him thinking of Vince's feelings himself. That was bad, stop that.
Suddenly they all heard a whimper upstairs and the muffled sound of crying.
"Oh Tom, for fuck's sake," Faris said, getting up. "Can't you be a bit more considerate? You know Josh likes you!" he said, heading upstairs to go and see to Josh.
Howard then looked at Tom, feeling suddenly awkward and out of place. "...Sort it out," Howard said as he gestured in the direction of the door. "He'll be in the local park, he always goes there to think. We can't have him depressed, that's my job," he smiled.
Tom simply nodded and headed in the direction of the park, leaving Howard by himself, on the shop floor.
*
Josh was found by Faris curled up on the sofa, slightly shaking as he tried to breathe between tears.
"Alright, tell me what happened," Faris said, sitting next to Josh and leaning his head back on the sofa, looking up at the ceiling.
He then felt Josh cling onto him and start to sob slightly louder. "Tom kissed Vince in front of me!" he cried.
Faris sighed and put an arm around Josh. "So why did Vince run off then? I don't get it."
"I don't know," Josh said. "But it was right after Tom did it."
"Do you like Vince, too?" Faris asked.
Josh leaned up and wiped his eyes. "What?" he laughed.
"Don't try and lie, Josh, it's me we're dealing with. I saw how you looked at him."
"I might do, a bit," Josh confessed. "But he's with Tom now!"
"Did he say he was with Tom?"
"No, but..."
"Then don't presume anything, Josh. We all kissed Vince at that party but it didn't mean we were going to be with him afterwards."
"Yeah, but..."
"Did Vince kiss Tom back?"
"He sort of ran away..."
"Exactly, what does that tell you then?"
*
Vince brought his legs up to his chest as he sat on the bench in the park, resting his forehead on his knees and trying to make sense of the day's events because right now, he was still fucking confused. Josh and Tom, him and Tom....Josh and him? The last thing he remembers was Josh's face as Tom kissed him, he looked broken! What was that about, anyway? The last person that Tom looked at was Josh...was Tom trying to make Josh feel jealous on purpose? Was Vince being used again?
"Why is this all happening to me??" Vince exclaimed out loud. "Why can't everyone just be normal!"
"Because then it would be boring."
Vince gasped and looked up sharply to see Tom sitting next to him. "What do you want?" he asked, leaning his chin on his knees and looking at a nearby tree in front of him.
"What happened before?" Tom asked, twisting his lip slightly and clasping his hands in his lap.
"I should ask you the same thing," Vince replied.
"Hm?"
"That whole thing, with Josh?"
"What thing with Jo--"
"Do you like Josh?"
"What? No."
"Then why did you look at him before you kissed me! I could see it in your eyes, you don't look at someone like that unless something's aimed at them or you want them to join in! You couldn't stop comparing me to him before either!" Vince could feel himself beginning to cry. "If you're only with me to get at Josh then stay away from me."
[to be continued]
What happens next?
* Anyone can join in
* Don't write out what you want me to type - that's my job - just give me ideas
* Too much detail is better than a vague answer
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The idea I pick will be written on the 2nd of June, with credit to the person whose idea it was.
NEXT PART IS LIKELY TO BE THE LAST
My part was picked
I really liked that, the characters were really well written.
I think that maybe the horrors should just disappear into the night, leaving nothing behind, except a smear of eye liner...
That idea makes me slightly depressed, but it could be quite a cool and spooky ending.
I still think you are a fan fiction genius
You are most awesome, can't wait to find out what happens next.