Reading your fanfic has sent me a bit looney I was full on laughing at the fact a museum had a gift shop...

That was very inconsiderate of you, y'know. I had only just managed to remold myself into something vaguely human in shape from the last time I melted (cheers for the tupperware container btw - good thinking batwoman) and you go and make me melt all over again! Even more severly!

I have so more love for this than a socially awkward teenage boy has for World Of Warcraft, and that is a lot. I am so very sad it is over :( but look forward to things to come. Especially Dan/Jones stuffs because the Nathan Barley category is shamefully small... Anywhoo, a giant thumbs up from me!

Boom! Engagement.

BAM! pregnant more like.

Honestly

Love you xD

~Puck xx (I'm so fuckin' serious. That's my name now.)

Hah! A political dig in the first sentence. Very nice indeed.

And I LOVED Vince's reaction to the accepted proposal. Not: "Yes, my beautiful hunk-muffin!" Not "Scream! Yes!"

Just "Cheers, Howard"

Perfection.

And then there's the beautiful extended Howard-blush metaphor.

And Dan/Jones! Gorgeous.

Damn, I'm sad this is over. I want a sequel. Or, at least, a return to the Booshdom.

But, until then, thank you for the wonderfulness that was Flying Lessons.

0.o M ratedness. Well the last chapter atleast (which I'm very sorry about not reviewing, I read it on my phone at it makes it hard to do...*pathetic excuses blah*)

I love all the little touches you give your writing, like the spirit of noise being on pacific time and powerful northen fingers (massive respect to that one XD) they make your story so special and funny. And I loved the banana thing. Made me think if my immature friends giggling when I have one at lunch... And then me eating it in a suggestive way and us all dissolving into puddles of hysterics...

But enough about me. I look forward to and dread the last chapter in equal measure. I don't want it to be over :((((

"Howard, it's educational. Vince, it has a gift shop. I'd say that satisfies everybody?"

Ah! Bless those skills of persuasion.

And I laughed so much at Bollo's: "Harold and Vince not here. They dead"! I was wondering when they were going to come in! And the addition of Leroy was pure genius.

And that last line...gah! I'm so going to miss this when it's over.

Gah! Cutest. Smut. Ever. And I can barely read smut, so that was a serious achievement!

Best line: Dan smelled like cigarettes and afternoon nap. Just...yeah.

(Dan would never admit how much he liked it when Jones called him babe, but he did. A lot.)

Um...I screamed when I read that.

Thanks for getting me in trouble, fool!

Of course, I jest. Lovely chapter! It's up to ten already, I can't believe it.

duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuude iPatch

awesome.

I love you.

~Winter xx

Do you work for NME? Maybe you should.

Loved the Spirit Of Noise, he was legendary. I could totally imagine him!

:( Only 3 chapters to go :(

Ah! That last paragraph killed me. Especially how, for once, Howard and Vince were sort-of equals.

but but but but I'M READY FOR DANCING BANANA TREES!

MORE!

love you

~Winter xx

I had no idea they made sound proof mattresses! O.o

:'D LOVE

~winter xx

Best chapter yet!

I completely LOVED this chapter. Everything about it. I totally just melted all over my bedroom floor.

"he would tense for a moment and have to resist the urge to flee before remembering that the person snuggling into him/kissing his neck/unbuttoning his trousers was Vince, and he liked Vince – he loved Vince – and he liked finding new and creative ways of tearing down physical boundaries with Vince very much."

and

"Maybe this will convince you that you don't need to wear such snug legwear, VinOHMYGOODNESS!" exclaimed Howard, scrambling to his feet.

Vince stared at him, hands on hips. "Settle down, will you? Look, I know this is still a bit of a mysterious new world for us, but if you'd stop panicking, you'd remember how much you like having my hand in your pants."

"Just... Just a moment," said Howard, catching his breath. Deep breaths. Inhale, and exhale. Inhale, and exhale. There. Howard Moon, Man of Action, was not one to say no to such an exquisite example of glam-rock debauchery sprawled supine and firm of member on a soft, soundproof mattress. One more breath, and he leapt, like a large and uncoordinated gazelle, onto his lover."

I know you wrote them and therefore know what you've said but those are lines of such utter genius that I can't help but repeat them.

J'adore xxxxxxx

Ah! The old man was totally an incarnation of our dear Mr. Fulcher, no?

But nyaw! I loved Howard's "Hands off my boyfriend" reaction! That was just so sweet but still surprisingly IC - I can imagine him being that protective.

And that bit when they were on the train and I was so sure they about to kiss and then they crimped - genius!