#nathan barley fanfiction

[anciientboosh]

CHAPTER NINE!

Summary: Jones tries his best to help Howard adjust to this development. Vince's struggles come to a head.

I would like to extend a heartfelt apology for the length of time it took me to update; but do know I have all the remaining chapters outlined, and the end is in sight! Enjoy this chapter!

[littleredchucks]

Another night in the House of Jones.

A Nathan Barley Dan/Jones slow burn Victorian AU because why not

[embarrassingjon]

✨masterlist✨

Howdy fellas! I have stopped writing for Boosh but the links will stay up. I’ve got the fics split between the different shows or movies, and feel free to ask me anything

Mighty Boosh

Vince Noir’s Moonlight Cafe  Rated T (11,687 Words) Howard/Vince towards the end        Vince overhears his friends being blunt while talking about him and it hurts his feelings. After a bad gig he decides to prove them wrong with... a secret job... that he doesn't tell anyone about...? He's not the brightest bulb.

The Lion Sleeps Tonight  Rated G (1,462 Words)       Vince has some habits he can't quite shake from growing up surrounded by animals, but Howard can see how badly he wishes he didn't.

We’re Still Having Fun Rated M (15,090 Words) Howard/Vince       Vince and Howard through the years, starting from just before the Chokes. a slowburn songfic with soft smut at the end

Don’t Shut Me Down Rated M (3,964 Words) Howard/Vince       I'm fired up, I'm hot, don't shut me down. Howard and Vince have been away from one another for a long time.... longer than Vince ever expected. a reunion smut songfic

Surrealissimo

Mes Doigts de la main Noire Rated NC-17 (18,366 Words) Gui Rosey/Victor Bauer       Rosey decides to venture into a new hobby. Written from an anonymous post about drawing one another nude as a form of flirting, spiraled out of control.

Les Moyens d'Existence Rated M (1,441 Words) Gui Rosey/Victor Bauer       Victor finally gets to paint Rosey’s Body and he gives Rosey a reward for it.

Travaux Ménagers d'un Genre Différent Rated NC-17 (7,309 Words) Gui Rosey/Victor Bauer       Rosey and Bauer are trying to have sex in every room of Breton's house because he sucks. AKA 4 times Rosey and Bauer boned down in Breton's house + 1 time they didn't.

Un Portrait à Nos Couleurs Extrémes Rated NC-17 (44,722 Words) Gui Rosey/Victor Bauer, Victor Bauer/OFC, Gui Rosey/OFC, Gui Rosey/Victor Bauer/OFC       Gui Rosey sees a rainbow of color on his extended vacation to Vienna with Victor Bauer.

Je Veux Vior Rated NC-17 (2,690 Words) Victor Bauer/OFC       Victor and Maria’s first time together (A oneshot tied to Un Portrait à Nos Couleurs Extrémes)

Démêlé Rated NC-17 (7,796 Words) Victor Bauer/OFC, Gui Rosey/OFC      Victor has an idea for Maria's birthday while Rosey is out of town.      Maria has an idea for Rosey while Victor is in town (Another one twoshot tied to Un Portrait à Nos Couleurs Extrémes)

Parisian Rose

Rated M (3,308 Words) Victor Bauer/OFC Victor Bauer/Gui Rosey

Victor Bauer Has Lived A Full Life. We have reached the year 1959. Victor Bauer is dying, and he knows it.

Nathan Barley

Metaphysical Gravity Rated M (139,985 Words) Dan/Jones       We follow Dan and Jones for a year after the worst summer of their lives. For better or worse, richer and poorer, I really put these dweebs to their limits.

Mint Royale

Take the Money and Run Rated E (2,185 Words) “The Kid”/”The Bank Robber”       Samuel and Liam are criminals in love. Classic Bonnie and Clyde.... except no murdering, that's not very nice. UNFINISHED

Kinktober

            1. Images en Miroir - Surrealissimo - Rosey/Bauer

            2. Eager - Sweet (2000) - Pete Sweet/Stitch

            3. Confession - Garth Margenghi’s Darkplace - The Padre/The Scientist

            4. Just Breathe - Garth Margenghi’s Darkplace - The Padre/The Scientist

            5. Urgency - Garth Margenghi’s Darkplace - The Padre/The Scientist

            6. 3:56am - Mint Royale Blue Song Music Video- The Kid/Bank Robber

            7. Masquerade - Nathan Barley - Dan/Jones

            8. Talk Culty To Me - Set The Thames on Fire//Truth Seekers - Dickie/Toynbee

            9. What Pete Wants - Sweet (2000) - Pete Sweet/Stitch

          10. Giving In To Temptation - Garth Margenghi’s Darkplace - The Padre/The Scientist

          11. Montre Moi Ton Amour - Surrealissimo - Rosey/Bauer

          12. Date Night - Sweet (2000) - Pete Sweet/Stitch

          13. Le Dernier Acte de Dévotion - Surrealissimo -Rosey/Bauer

          14. Gloutonne - Surrealissimo - Rosey/Bauer/Original Female Character

✨ S E R I E S ✨

Party Boys Mighty Boosh- 9 Parts- Howard/Vince

Vince and Howard through the years, drinking/doing drugs/generally getting messed up in one way or another EDITORS NOTE: I have them listed in order of when they were written, they were written out of order. If you would prefer to read them in order (or really any order you want), then you can click here and see them front to back <3 

1. You’ll Be In My Heart Rated T (1,044 Words)         Vince and Howard wake up after a wild night in to see things have changed. 2. In The Air Tonight Rated M (2,576 Words)           Vince and Howard celebrate Howard's recent death the only way they know how: Getting drunk and giving eulogies.

3. Jesus, He Knows Me Rated T (2,073 Words)       Howard’s birthday is a travesty. Vince decides to come clean, at least to make Howard feel a little better

4. Do You Remember? Rated M (2,248 Words      Vince and Howard get drunk and the beans are spilled

5. One More Night Rated NC-17 (1,712 Words)            One night at Uni Howard drinks a bit too much, and Vince gets more than he bargained for. Mega dubcon here fellas, be careful with this one

6. I Don’t Care Anymore Rated NC-17 (2,005 Words)       Howard and Vince finally go over everything.

7. Come With Me Rated M (17,007 Words)            Howard and Vince went traveling on their gap year! This is just one of their journeys

8. Big Shot Rated T (1,895 Words)        Howard is mad at Vince because of how he behaved the night before when he was partying (aka why Howard doesn’t go out with Vince anymore)

9. Just Another Story Rated M (2,115 Words)       It's Vince and Howard's Anniversary and they spend a lazy morning in.

Dadfic Stuff Mighty Boosh- 3 Parts- Howard/Vince

Howard and Vince face the struggles of being parents. Various little tales, and familial struggles that come with having your own little pod. EDITORS NOTE: These are FINISHED AS OF 12/12/22

Sweet Child Of Mine Rated T (76,361 Words)        Vince and Howard have been together for a long time. Long enough to have three kids and a house and a booming career. Literally this is just days in the lives of these two people with their kiddos. Loosely connected silly tales

Party For Two Rated NC-17 (8,200 Words)        Howard and Vince’s alone time. Its basically smut written for the way I write them in the dadfic stuff. There are references to plot points from the main fic, but generally this is because Vince and Howard deserve to bone after the strife I give them.

Moonlight Magic Rated T (3,939 Words)        A probably out of character take on if Naboo needed help babysitting and he called on help from an alternate Universe. Is it canon to the others? Is it not? That's up to you, it's completely inconsequential. This is a crossover oneshot with Set The Thames On Fire because Dickie is a fascinating bird and I love him very much

It’s Oh So Quiet Nathan Barley- 4 Parts- Dan/Jones

The Sound Of Silence Rated T (4,520 Words)        Jones' lifestyle was BOUND to mess him up in some way.

Happy Together Rated NC-17 (1,476 Words)        Jones had never known Dan to care about someone other than himself. This is just soft smut following 'The Sound of Silence' featuring Dan being ever so patient with Jones' hearing loss

I Feel the Earth Move Rated T (2,392 Words)        Jones gets new ears, Dan gets…. To jump out a window I guess

Stuck In the Middle With You Rated NC-17 (2,107 Words)        Dan is home but there are new obstacles to conquer when it comes to intimacy... in more ways than one

Final Word Count as of 2/15/23:

414,096

[derryqueenx]

As the tags say: do I know why I wrote this? Nope. But i did write it, so here you go. 😅

[louciferish]

12, 14, and 27 for the fanfic asks please

favorite character to write about this year

I don't know how much of it I'll do in the future, but I really enjoyed writing Dan Ashcroft for Wild Magic. I'm way too fond of that messy son of a bitch, and also probably identify with him too much (though hopefully I'm no longer as big an asshole as Dan is.) I don't know when or if I'll ever write Nathan Barley fic again, outside of getting a request for it, but it was great to play around with.

a fic you didn’t expect to write Now Is The Start, definitely. I mean, for starters, at the beginning of 2021 Bloods was not a thing and I was wholly unaware of it. Add to that, the whole idea started as just joking around on Discord about what it would look like if Noel got a part on the show, and I dipped into that conversation having never written an OC love interest before (although the jury is still out on how much we can call Felix an OC, I think).

When I did start plotting the fic, I kind of expected I'd drop the first chapter on AO3, the 5 people involved in the Discord discussion would read it for a laugh, and then we'd all move on and I'd probably never finish the story. I did NOT expect anyone else would actually want to read that fic, or that I'd end up writing almost 50k of it. Whoops.

favorite fanfic author of the year

Man. I read so much new and new-to-me fic this year. 2021 has been absolutely baller in terms of self-soothing through amateur fiction and I've read basically no books as a result. So I got this ask last night and I've been rolling it around in my brain since because there were SO MANY and a couple of the first options that popped into mind would be @silentorator, who manages some truly delightful shit in a short, incredibly impromptu sort of prompt and @moggyhog who paints the softest goddamn pictures both with art pens and with words.

But if we did have an AO3 Wrapped (and thank god we don't) it would probably call me out for spending entirely too much of my time on @kdqt314's page. Between Don't Read Too Much Into It, Cloud Nine, and Bite the Hand, I've probably spent more time reading and re-reading Kady's fic than any others this year, and that... is saying something. So yeah. This year was a truly excellent year in fic for me. If nothing else, we have this~

[justadashofnoelfielding]

Vince’s Secret Part 1 (For lack of a better name)

“Would you turn that thing off!” Howard whined, referring to the phone that Vince was holding, “I’m trying to read my jazz magazine!”

Vince’s phone beeped again. “Maybe you should go somewhere else to read that train wreck,” Vince suggested smugly.

“I can’t leave this room. I told you, last week I accidentally stole an 83-year-old woman’s newspaper at the camping store and she’s been waiting for me outside ever since,” Howard explained.

“Well we need groceries soon so you need to get rid of her somehow.”

“Perhaps you could go shopping for once,” Howard proposed, as he did every time grocery shopping was required.

Vince laughed, “When was the last time you saw a mod in Asda?”

“I’ll have you know, I saw a mod in Sainsbury’s last Tuesday,” Howard countered.

“As if, we can’t go anywhere without being swarmed!”

“Swarmed? Why would anyone be ‘swarming’ you, just because you wear clothes that cost an arm and a leg and spend eight hours doing your hair every morning!”

“Have you seen me? I’m highly swarmable. There should be a tag on my back saying ‘highly swarmable, keep away from large crowds and grocery stores. Do not dry clean.” Vince put down his phone to demonstrate the placing of the tag on the back of his Jean-Claude Jaquettie Limited Edition sequined foil jacket. Howard didn’t look up from his magazine and Vince soon gave up and started picking up his phone again, just as Naboo called out from the kitchen, “We’re out of cereal!”

Vince threw his phone down and raced out the door, not even pausing to grab a hat.

Howard finally looked up from his magazine as Naboo entered the room. “We’re not out of cereal are we?” He asked knowingly.

“Nope,” Naboo responded, taking a seat at the end of the couch that Howard was lying on and reaching for his most recent copy of Shaman Weekly that was sitting on the coffee table, but he decided to pick up Vince’s phone from where it had landed nearby instead.

“Who the hell has he been texting?” Howard inquired, seeing that Naboo was unlocking the device.

Naboo scrolled though hundreds of texts as Howard watched, waiting for the shaman to find something worth sharing. Finally he found what – or rather, who – had had Vince addicted to the tiny screen all week.

Howard notices the change in the shaman’s facial expression and he pushed for information,” So? What is it? Candy Crush?”

“Candy Crush hasn’t been a thing for at least four years now...” Naboo began halfheartedly, turning the phone off and placing it down in his lap, trying to make sense of what he had discovered.

“Naboo?” Howard asked, unsure.

“I don’t think I should have looked. What if Vince finds out!” Naboo started panicking, looking around frantically for something to undo his actions. Howard moved closer and put a caring hand on his friend’s arm, calming him down.

“Naboo, what did you find?” He asked gently, prising Vince’s phone from the shaman’s tiny hands.

Naboo watched worriedly as Howard discovered the same series of texts that Naboo had just a few minutes before.

“You think Vince actually-” He began, trailing off as he switched off the device and placed it back on the coffee table where Naboo had originally taken it from.

He was just in time, as the door swung open and Vince strolled into the room, grocery bags on both arms. “I got cereal,” He stated excitedly. He put the bags down on the kitchen bench and walked back to the hat stand to take off his jacket and hang up another hat he had picked up somewhere – Probably Topshop – while he was out.

Naboo and Howard just stared at Vince, trying to work out how they hadn’t realised before.

“Guys…?” Vince asked, worried at his friend’s wordless expressions. He approached them slowly and waved his hands in front of their faces, as if they were hypnotised.

“Vince,” Naboo said eventually, now too scared to meet his friend’s gaze. He looked down in his lap as Vince replied, still on edge, “Yeah, that’s me?”

“I can’t hide this Vince. When you were out, me and Howard -” He was interrupted by Howard finally coming to his senses and punching the small shaman in the arm.

“Yeah, we, uh, no, we didn’t do anything! Naboo was just joking!” Howard interjected, laughing awkwardly. He was saved from questioning by a faint ‘ping’ noise. Three sets of eyes turned to the coffee table, and, more specifically, Vince’s phone.

Vince’s eyes widened in horror as he suddenly realised why his friend’s were acting so strange around him.

Let me know what you guys think and if you would like more + any ideas on where you think it might be going and where you would like it to go. 

Please let me know of any other shows / characters you would like to be added (I want to add some Garth Marenghi’s Darkplace as well as Nathan Barley characters / references if I continue with this fic)

[jenatwork]

I’ve been thinking lately about how so much of the fanfiction I’ve written over the past 20 years is likely lost for good, only hosted on now-defunct websites or my own crappy geocities site which I never bothered to back up, or buried on my LiveJournal improperly tagged.

Since 2000 (possibly earlier) I’ve written stories for:

Frasier Big Wolf On Campus Buffy The Vampire Slayer Saved By The Bell Due South Slings and Arrows Starsky & Hutch Magnum Force (sequel to Dirty Harry, part of the S&H 6 degrees fandom) The Wiggles (Crackfic - don’t ask) The War At Home The Mighty Boosh The IT Crowd Surealissimo Nathan Barley Ouran High School Host Club (my return to fic after a 5 year hiatus) Free! Voltron: Legendary Defender Prince Of Stride My Hero Academia Sarazanmai Levius The Case Files Of Jeweller Richard

And that’s just what I know from looking back through my ff.net account. I only joined AO3 in 2015, so I had fifteen years of posting fic before that. So many drabbles that never made it beyond LiveJournal, and so many stories I’ll never see again.

That’s more than one fandom for every year I’ve been active in fandom. And now fandom is such a huge place that I feel like I’m barely known, despite having been around for so long and being something of a BNF in some of those earliest ones.

I could back up all the stories I have on LJ and ff.net and move them to AO3, but it’s such a big job for fandoms that probably barely exist now. Still, I’ve written thousands and thousands of words of fic over the last half of my life, and I’d like to have proof of that achievement.

If anyone is interested in seeing my fandom history, the stuff I have on ff.net is still there - https://www.fanfiction.net/~justjen - but thankfully not the Frasier stories because they were not all that good, if I’m honest.

[whatthefoucault]

OK, more fandom/fanfics asks for you - 6, 17, 27, 32, 40, 44 and 47 (well, you asked for more, didn't you? ;) )

Okay!  Let me put my thinking hat on:

6. List your OTP from each fandom you’ve been involved in.

Each fandom ever?  Is this only fandoms I’ve actively done stuff in, or just things I’ve lowkey binge-watched and creeped on google to see if anybody’s written fanfic of it, because we may be here for a while.  Right, possibly not in order:

Star Trek, all of it: Wesley/his ugly sweaters

Star Wars, all of it: Finnpoe with a side of Lando/Lobot as of the past couple weeks when I made the mistake of reading the Lando comics and got ~feelings~

Buffy: Tara/life

Nathan Barley: toss-up between Dan/Jones and Dan/Jonatton.  I’m guessing that maybe two people following this blog will have any idea what I’m on about, if that.  FUN FACT: I was accepted to a film production program at a major university in New York City on the merit of a Dan/Jonatton fic that I filed the serial numbers off of and adapted as a film treatment.

Doctor Who: (classic) Ace/girls girls girls; (non-televisual media) Eight/Charley, before everything went horribly sad; (post-2005) whouffaldi

MCU: Stucky

Marvel Comics: Hawkeye Squared

17. Who was your first OTP and are they still your favourite?

I had a few Marvel ships before I fell down the rabbit hole of Stucky, but nothing that UTTERLY CONSUMED MY ENTIRE BEING in the way that those two star-crossed lovers do.

27. What do you hate more: Coming up with titles or writing summaries?

Titles, ugh.  Summaries, I’m happy to either be matter of fact (Sam goes to Whole Foods and runs into an unexpected friend next to the wall of hummous) or just steal a chunk of prose from the story itself (He found himself almost overwhelmed by the dizzying array of shades and flavours before him - beetroot, roasted garlic, lemon and coriander - that he hardly noticed the soft hand curling itself around his bicep.  “You should try the one with harissa,” whispered a familiar voice.)  Titles, though.  The worst.

32. Do you listen to music when you write or does music inspire you? If so, which band or genre of music does it for you?

MAN.  My stories almost always have soundtracks.  I’ll play them on repeat while going about my day to get my head into the right space to think about and tell the story.  Sometimes a story will start germinating in my head because of a song I’ve heard, or a lyric that stands out to me; sometimes I’ll hear something on the radio and just drop it into a playlist for later because I think it might be useful for something but don’t have a story home for it yet.  They tend to come together really organically, really - either a scene will demand I drop a certain song behind it, or a song will demand I write a scene for it.  Here’s one for something super secret I’m working on right now.  If I’m any sort of judge of my own shit, it’s gonna be intense as heck and really good.

40. What do you struggle the most with in your writing?

My own utter lack of confidence?  My nonexistent attention span?  My executive dysfunction?  (No really, when I have specially allocated Writing Time, nothing happens - but if I’m meant to be doing something else, suddenly I NEED TO WRITE and will get loads of writing done by way of procrastinating when I’m meant to be doing something else.  *whispers*  I’M DOING IT RIGHT NOW)

44. What is your all time favourite fanfic?

Oh jeez, this is actually really hard, man.  I’ve been in fandoms so long and there have been so many.  I’m also really terrible at bookmarking stuff.  There are so many.  There’s so much goodness out there.

47. Do you leave reviews when you read fanfiction? Why/Why not?

Heck yeah!  I love when I get comments -  it honestly makes my day more than anything.  It’s the least I can do to return the favour.

[anciientboosh]

Summary: Despite still being determined to help, Vince begins to struggle. Jones has some explaining to do.

CHAPTER EIGHT IS UP.

[anciientboosh]

for your drabble post - anything dan and jones? somehting soft! h/c! or just fluff!

superior Okay so THANK YOU SO MUCH for this prompt, I had a lil of h/c and a little bit soft and I’m not going to lie this has been saved and put in a doc because I am definitely turning this into a more in depth one shot I’ve gone feral for it. So THANKS <3 and I hope you like it!!

“What the fuck happened to you?” 

Jones has to try very hard not to snap something scathing in response to that. So hard in fact that opening his mouth at all seems like a bad idea. So he doesn't. He doesn’t say a thing. He’s much too busy searching through their bathroom cabinets one handed, while the other pinches futilely at his nose. 

“You’re getting blood everywhere.” 

“Yeah, I’m aware.” 

Dan smirks at him, seeming undeterred by the waspish tone of voice. Or the heavy scowl he knows he’s wearing. Hell, the snapped sarcasm honestly looks like it’s the best thing Dan has heard all day. “It’s in the kitchen.” 

“What is?” 

“The first aid kit.” 

Jones stops his searching, turns a disbelieving stare on his new flatmate. “What the fuck’s it doing in there?” 

“You put it in there after you cut yourself trying to slice the sleeves off that shirt.” Dan reminds him, one eyebrow climbing to a peak that looks how an ‘I told you so’ sounds. All superiority and self-congratulatory. “And I said you needed to put it back and you said--” 

“Fuck off, Dan.” And yeah, he did remember doing that two (maybe three?) days ago. And he perhaps remembered Dan warning he would only lose it if he didn’t put it back. But in his defence, he was having a rough few days and caffeine could only do so much for him. 

It doesn’t stop him kicking out in his frustration, the side of their bathtub being his intended target. The side panel is left with a pretty impressive dent and he shouts his annoyance at his own ditsy nature.  

“Wait here.” Dan orders, and his amusement is palpable. He disappears from the bathroom doorway. 

Jones waits. He sags to the side of their bathtub, tilts his head back to the ceiling and pinches his nose a bit harder, enough that it begins to sting. He squeezes his eyes shut, refusing to let frustrated tears spill free. The wet sensation of blood is trickling down his chine regardless. His hands are covered, the substance already dripping onto his cream shirt, too. He was probably going to have to throw it away now-- unless he got creative and managed to style it out into something fashionable. 

Yeah. That could work. 

Dan returns with the first aid kit in one hand, Jones already reaching out with the intention of taking it from him but the Northern berk just glares him down. In an act of barely witnessed kindness, he pulls disinfectant and cotton balls from the kit. An uncharacteristically gentle hand holds his head still by his chin and he begin’s gently dabbing at Jones’ bloody face. 

“Again,” Dan asks, voice distant as he concentrates. “What happened?” 

“I didn’t start it.” 

“I never insinuated you did, but good to know.” Dan smirks at him knowingly. Tossing a red soaked cotton ball aside and reaching for a fresh one. “Anything I should know about?” 

He pauses before moving in to clean him once more. Brown eyes boring into his very soul the way they burn with questions and yet at the same time, there’s no hint of insistence there. Like he’s offering to listen but at the same time, doesn’t expect to be answered. Dan isn’t the kind to pry. 

“Just an old friend.” Is what Jones settles on, vague and a complete non-answer, but enough for Dan that the larger man continues cleaning up his face. 

They exist in silence as he finishes up. Eventually Jones can stop pinching his nose, the flow of blood stemmed, and Dan moves back confident that he isn’t going to have to continue cleaning it from his housemate’s chin. 

“You can do your hands yourself, surely?” Dan teases, rinsing his own large hands under the sink. Jones just nods at him, reaches for the forgotten medical supplies with the intention of treating his battered knuckles. Before he can Dan is clearing his throat, a noise more to catch his attention than anything else. He peers up to where Dan is hovering uncertainly. “Don’t make a habit of this, okay?” 

“Why?” Jones smirks bitterly at him. “Worried?” 

“If I was drunker, I’d say yes.” 

Surprised, Jones falters. Glances askance to his own reflection in the mirror. “What are you saying then?” 

“That I’m not making a habit of playing nurse.” 

By the time Jones looks up again Dan has left the room. 

[anciientboosh]

CHAPTER SEVEN IS UP!

Summary: All parties must deal with the morning after the night before. Vince finds himself fighting in Jones' corner and Jones makes a mistake.

[anciientboosh]

Chapter Six is up! I had a real time trying to get this one right, but it's finally here!

Summary: Vince comes to the realisation that Jones' world is harsher than his own, Dan (of course) gets drunk and mistakes are made, but finally, a conversation is had.

[anciientboosh]

Summary: What do you do when the stranger you smile at happens to be your doppelganger?

HEY it’s the first chapter of the Boosh x Barley crossover I’ve been working on! A quick lil’ intro chapter to get us going before the plot kicks in! Hope you enjoy it, I’m having a lot of fun writing it that’s for sure! 

[anciientboosh]

Summary: Howard and Dan remain oblivious, for now at least, but the boys might just be getting a bit too comfy with their new opposing halves.

CHAPTER 4 IS UP. (Went up last night but I accidentally fell asleep before sharing whoops). Things are taking a turn. Jones is soft for Howard and Vince is a little not soft for Dan.

[anciientboosh]

Summary: Jones meets Howard, learns how *not* to approach a sensitive subject with him. Vince tries to find out more about the person he's supposed to be playing, realises Dan is a lot rougher around the edges than first anticipated, and maybe he breaks a rule.

CHAPTER THREE IS UP! Mismatched pairs are finally meeting. Jones has to learn how to soften himself a little of he wants to be a good Vince. And Vince? He's sorts just winging it, what else? (Hey guess who said no more posting fic at 3am and is here posting fic at 3am again :)

[anciientboosh]

The Dan and Jones first meeting short that no one asked for but I ended up writing anyway :')