My Upstairs Mixup

I once looked at a hedge

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moonstonecowboy:

MOONSTONE COWBOY - Story Nugget part 27
Vince is still leading Howard by the hand as they hit the main street.  He’s also still reeling from the kiss and a part of him knows he wants more. He’s really not sure how this whole thing with Howard is going to pan out, and he’s definitely not sure if he’s comfortable taking it too much further, but boy oh boy can the sheriff kiss.  Vince is very curious about Howard’s past sexual encounters.  He wonders if maybe Monty’s in the mix somehow, but he just can’t really imagine it.  Monty’s well old! Tommy? But Howard seemed pretty adamant that Tommy had just been a friend. That didn’t really leave many other obvious options.
Vince is still musing when he is suddenly jerked to a stop.

"Howard?"
"I’m about to walk through a crowded street wearing just a poncho Vince.  I don’t want to provide the added spectacle of being pulled along by you."

Vince smiles.

"Sorry Howard.  But don’t dally OK."

As the two of them start down the street the red-haired girl from earlier comes skipping in front of them.

"Hello again cowboy,"

she says before rejoining her two giggling friends.  Vince turns to the three of them and doffs his hat.

"Howdy ladies."

More giggling.  
Howard taps him on the shoulder.

"Oi, what you doing?"
"Just being friendly Howard."
"Being flirty more like."
"Howard they’re like 16 or something."

Howard makes a deep ‘humph’ kind of sound.

"Jealous are you sheriff?"

Howard ‘humphs’ again but doesn’t reply.  He just picks up his speed, anxious to get home as quickly as possible before anybody else spots his near nakedness.
Too late..

"Vince!  O Vince sweetie."
"Hello again Mrs.Hopkins."
"And Sheriff Moon.  I see you two found each other then."

Eleanor Hopkins runs her gaze up and down Howard’s body, a confused expression on her face.

"Good morning Mrs.Hopkins.  Quite a balmy day isn’t it."
"If you say so Sheriff."

Eleanor looks at Howard’s bare legs and then at Vince.  There’s an awkward silence between the three of them.  Howard coughs.  Eleanor speaks first.

"Well I should be running along then.  I don’t want to keep Vince here from his training."
"Training?"
"His training to become a deputy."
"Oh yes, of course."
"And Vince."
"Yes Mrs.Hopkins?"
"Susan Glister is unmarried you know."

With that and a wink Eleanor turns away from the men and continues along the street.
Howard looks at Vince, his head on an angle, a questioning frown on his face.

"What?"
"Vince, exactly how did you meet Mrs.Hopkins?  And how do you know Miss.Glister?"
"I just met them looking for you this morning."
"You were asking around about me?"
"Yeah Howard, of course I was.  How do you think I found you at the cemetery?"
"I was gonna ask about that."

Vince pauses and looks at the ground.

"Actually Howard it was Bainbridge that told me to check there."
"What?"
"Well he didn’t tell me as such.  More suggested it through a volley of insults and threats."

Howard shakes his head.

"The audacity of that man."

Vince nods in agreement.

"We’ve gotta get him Howard.  We just got to."

The pair arrive at the jailhouse.

"Yeah, well maybe we will now I’ve you along side me."
"That’s sweet Howard.  I really hope I can help."

They enter and Howard quickly walks across to his desk.  

"Well I can certainly do something now that will make this quest for justice a little more official."

Howard opens the drawer and pulls out his badge.  He pins it to the front of his poncho.
Vince smirks.

"Well it’s a look of sorts Howard."

Howard reaches again into the drawer and pulls out the silver deputy’s badge.  He nestles it in his palm as if it were fragile.
Vince stands quietly, blue eyes wide and sparkling, his belly doing excited little forward rolls.  Howard walks to him.

"Vince, I can’t really put into words how special this badge is to me.  It’s seen so much and means so much.  It embodies all that I was and all that I strived to be.  It represents a way of life that I once lived, and a life that was snatched away from me.  It’s seen some bad things, but by god has it seen some good things too."
"Howard, I…"
"It’s OK little man.  I’m not sad.  In fact I’m happy because I never thought this badge would be worn by anyone again. It deserves to be worn by someone with spirit and gumption and colour, not by some grumpy old twerp like me.  I can’t imagine anyone more fitting to wear this than you Vince.  You represent every value that Tommy built Moonstone on, the values of courage and compassion and community.  Vince, for everything you’ve already done, and for everything I know you will do, I’d like to have the honour of deputising you."

With these final words Howard moves closer to Vince and pins the badge to the young man’s breast.  He rests his hand over the top of the badge, and Vince places his hand on top of Howard’s.

"Repeat after me Vince…"I, Vincent Noir, do swear…"
"It’s just Vince, Howard."

Howard smiles.

"OK.  I, Vince Noir, do swear.."
"I, Vince Noir, do swear…"
”..that I will faithfully and lawfully..”
”..that I will faithfully and lawfully..”
”..perform the duties of Deputy Sheriff..”
”..perform the duties of Deputy Sheriff..and maybe some other duties too..”
"Vince!"
"Sorry Howard."
"Perform the duties of Deputy Sheriff in this, the town of Moonstone."
"Perform the duties of Deputy Sheriff in this, the town of Moonstone."

Howard looks deeply into Vince’s eyes and smiles widely.

"I, Sheriff Howard Moon, by the power vested in me by the occupants of Moonstone, declare you the new Deputy Sheriff.  Congratulations Deputy Vince Noir."

Vince smiles widely back.  He curls his fingers into Howard’s and squeezes gently.

"You’ve just made a young man very happy Sheriff Moon."
"Yeah about that Vince.  Just how old are you exactly."

Vince grins mischievously.

"As the deputy in this town Howard I am making it a new law that you never ask me that question again."
"But.."
"No buts Sheriff.  Now then, less than a couple of hours ago you were lying unconscious up a hill.  What say we clean you up yeah and get that cut treated."

Howard nods.

"Alright Vince, whatever you say."
"And I reckon me and you need a new look to match our new partnership.  I’ve got the perfect something in mind for you Howard."
"You have?"
"Do you trust me?"
"Yes, implicitly."
"Good, then get that poncho off."
.
.



Fabulous - I needed a new chapter today and this is just the ticket. Especially that image of Sheriff Moon’s shapely bare legs sticking out from under the fringe of a poncho… Oh yes, that has really cheered me up, thank you!

moonstonecowboy:

MOONSTONE COWBOY - Story Nugget part 27

Vince is still leading Howard by the hand as they hit the main street.  He’s also still reeling from the kiss and a part of him knows he wants more. He’s really not sure how this whole thing with Howard is going to pan out, and he’s definitely not sure if he’s comfortable taking it too much further, but boy oh boy can the sheriff kiss.  Vince is very curious about Howard’s past sexual encounters.  He wonders if maybe Monty’s in the mix somehow, but he just can’t really imagine it.  Monty’s well old! Tommy? But Howard seemed pretty adamant that Tommy had just been a friend. That didn’t really leave many other obvious options.

Vince is still musing when he is suddenly jerked to a stop.

"Howard?"

"I’m about to walk through a crowded street wearing just a poncho Vince.  I don’t want to provide the added spectacle of being pulled along by you."

Vince smiles.

"Sorry Howard.  But don’t dally OK."

As the two of them start down the street the red-haired girl from earlier comes skipping in front of them.

"Hello again cowboy,"

she says before rejoining her two giggling friends.  Vince turns to the three of them and doffs his hat.

"Howdy ladies."

More giggling.  

Howard taps him on the shoulder.

"Oi, what you doing?"

"Just being friendly Howard."

"Being flirty more like."

"Howard they’re like 16 or something."

Howard makes a deep ‘humph’ kind of sound.

"Jealous are you sheriff?"

Howard ‘humphs’ again but doesn’t reply.  He just picks up his speed, anxious to get home as quickly as possible before anybody else spots his near nakedness.

Too late..

"Vince!  O Vince sweetie."

"Hello again Mrs.Hopkins."

"And Sheriff Moon.  I see you two found each other then."

Eleanor Hopkins runs her gaze up and down Howard’s body, a confused expression on her face.

"Good morning Mrs.Hopkins.  Quite a balmy day isn’t it."

"If you say so Sheriff."

Eleanor looks at Howard’s bare legs and then at Vince.  There’s an awkward silence between the three of them.  Howard coughs.  Eleanor speaks first.

"Well I should be running along then.  I don’t want to keep Vince here from his training."

"Training?"

"His training to become a deputy."

"Oh yes, of course."

"And Vince."

"Yes Mrs.Hopkins?"

"Susan Glister is unmarried you know."

With that and a wink Eleanor turns away from the men and continues along the street.

Howard looks at Vince, his head on an angle, a questioning frown on his face.

"What?"

"Vince, exactly how did you meet Mrs.Hopkins?  And how do you know Miss.Glister?"

"I just met them looking for you this morning."

"You were asking around about me?"

"Yeah Howard, of course I was.  How do you think I found you at the cemetery?"

"I was gonna ask about that."

Vince pauses and looks at the ground.

"Actually Howard it was Bainbridge that told me to check there."

"What?"

"Well he didn’t tell me as such.  More suggested it through a volley of insults and threats."

Howard shakes his head.

"The audacity of that man."

Vince nods in agreement.

"We’ve gotta get him Howard.  We just got to."

The pair arrive at the jailhouse.

"Yeah, well maybe we will now I’ve you along side me."

"That’s sweet Howard.  I really hope I can help."

They enter and Howard quickly walks across to his desk.  

"Well I can certainly do something now that will make this quest for justice a little more official."

Howard opens the drawer and pulls out his badge.  He pins it to the front of his poncho.

Vince smirks.

"Well it’s a look of sorts Howard."

Howard reaches again into the drawer and pulls out the silver deputy’s badge.  He nestles it in his palm as if it were fragile.

Vince stands quietly, blue eyes wide and sparkling, his belly doing excited little forward rolls.  Howard walks to him.

"Vince, I can’t really put into words how special this badge is to me.  It’s seen so much and means so much.  It embodies all that I was and all that I strived to be.  It represents a way of life that I once lived, and a life that was snatched away from me.  It’s seen some bad things, but by god has it seen some good things too."

"Howard, I…"

"It’s OK little man.  I’m not sad.  In fact I’m happy because I never thought this badge would be worn by anyone again. It deserves to be worn by someone with spirit and gumption and colour, not by some grumpy old twerp like me.  I can’t imagine anyone more fitting to wear this than you Vince.  You represent every value that Tommy built Moonstone on, the values of courage and compassion and community.  Vince, for everything you’ve already done, and for everything I know you will do, I’d like to have the honour of deputising you."

With these final words Howard moves closer to Vince and pins the badge to the young man’s breast.  He rests his hand over the top of the badge, and Vince places his hand on top of Howard’s.

"Repeat after me Vince…"I, Vincent Noir, do swear…"

"It’s just Vince, Howard."

Howard smiles.

"OK.  I, Vince Noir, do swear.."

"I, Vince Noir, do swear…"

”..that I will faithfully and lawfully..”

”..that I will faithfully and lawfully..”

”..perform the duties of Deputy Sheriff..”

”..perform the duties of Deputy Sheriff..and maybe some other duties too..”

"Vince!"

"Sorry Howard."

"Perform the duties of Deputy Sheriff in this, the town of Moonstone."

"Perform the duties of Deputy Sheriff in this, the town of Moonstone."

Howard looks deeply into Vince’s eyes and smiles widely.

"I, Sheriff Howard Moon, by the power vested in me by the occupants of Moonstone, declare you the new Deputy Sheriff.  Congratulations Deputy Vince Noir."

Vince smiles widely back.  He curls his fingers into Howard’s and squeezes gently.

"You’ve just made a young man very happy Sheriff Moon."

"Yeah about that Vince.  Just how old are you exactly."

Vince grins mischievously.

"As the deputy in this town Howard I am making it a new law that you never ask me that question again."

"But.."

"No buts Sheriff.  Now then, less than a couple of hours ago you were lying unconscious up a hill.  What say we clean you up yeah and get that cut treated."

Howard nods.

"Alright Vince, whatever you say."

"And I reckon me and you need a new look to match our new partnership.  I’ve got the perfect something in mind for you Howard."

"You have?"

"Do you trust me?"

"Yes, implicitly."

"Good, then get that poncho off."

.

.

Fabulous - I needed a new chapter today and this is just the ticket. Especially that image of Sheriff Moon’s shapely bare legs sticking out from under the fringe of a poncho… Oh yes, that has really cheered me up, thank you!

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