No but can we talk about this?, about the fact that Vince loves to go to Disney and Howard apparently indulges him by going there most years?, why do we not have any art or fic about this???, can you imagine it?, Howard would try to remain resolutely reserved and grumpy about the whole thing, and Vince would be all hyper and wide-eyed enthusiasm and enjoyment, and Howard can’t stay stoic in the face of that, he can’t resist the sight of Vince so totally happy and joyful, and soon enough he’ll be joining right in,and the two of them will be riding rides and eating crappy park food and going to the shows, and especially meeting the characters, Vince would want to get the autographs of all the characters, an Howard will be watching him the whole time and waiting and not complaining beyond a token grumble, because the truth is that it makes his heart sing to Vince happy,
Vince woke up at 6:28, and kept the bouncing around to a bare minimum until Howard dragged himself out of bed at precisely 6:30, when Vince enthusiastically picked up the phone from their wake up call.
Howard smiled fondly at Vince, “Yes, I thought you might like him to wake you.”
Vince hung up and practically flew to the shower, while Howard rummaged around for a shaving kit for some serious moustache grooming. If there was any place where Vince was glad of Howard’s meticulous itinerary planning, it was EuroDisney. He knew the best route to get on all the good rides, maximize sweet consumption, and end up in the center of Main Street looking at the castle at precisely 9:30 for the fireworks display (though the secret to that was just to let Vince eat ice creams at the Gibson Girl Ice Cream Parlour while Howard conveniently got “lost” and held a spot for the two of them for an hour prior).
By the time Vince finished getting dressed at 7:45, Howard had managed to shave, dress, and nip downstairs for teas and chocolate croissants for the two of them. Luckily their room was rather near the monorail, so they would be deposited handily just inside the main gates instead of waiting in line. Though Howard made a tradition of waiting in line the first day of the EuroDisney extravaganza, just so he could watch Vince sing along to all the music played in the ticketing area and his anticipation of the mad dash inside the park.
After photos with the Mickey flowerbed, they walked through the arcade to Discoveryland to grab passes for Space Mountain, before hurrying on to ride Peter Pan’s Flight in Fantasyland. More of then than not, Vince would be mistaken for one of the princesses, and on one occasion Cinderella had asked Vince for an autograph after he got one of hers. Vince like to spend the morning in Fantasyland, riding the teacups and It’s a Small World (“These glittery costumes are genius Howard. I’m gonna make myself up like an eskimo when we get back to the room.”) multiple times, until eventually they would exit It’s a Small World into the middle of a parade. Sometimes Vince would join the parade, and other times he would keep up a running commentary to Howard from the sidelines, but eventually the parade would end and Vince would convince Howard to get on Dumbo with him. Only half feigning a fear of heights, Howard would hold tight to Vince’s waist and proclaim that he had so much to give whenever Vince navigated their flying elephant skyward. Vince and Howard could easily spend the whole day in Fantasyland, but they would head back to Discoveryland for their fastpass-enabled trip to Space Mountain, where Vince would always look spectacular and Howard would look whiplashed and terrified, yet Vince would have Howard buy the photo anyways and how could he not?
They had a collection of 32 Space Mountain photos and 45 Splash Mountain photos, the former because Vince found Howard adorable in the photos and the latter because they always looked like more of a couple with Vince nestled in Howard’s big strong arms at the front of the log boat. There should have been 47 of the Splash Mountain photos, but Old Gregg had turned up in two of them, so Vince had had Howard buy them so they could be burnt. Nevermind that Howard tried to explain to Vince that all the unpurchased photos were deleted at the end of the day, and everything was digital now anyways. There was no reasoning with jealousy.
After Captain EO and lunch at the hotel for Howard while Vince changed into something more cowboy-appropriate, they would head into Frontierland and Adventureland. To Vince’s mind, they were one and the same, though the distinction was glaringly obvious to Howard, as one was rendered entirely in shades of adventuring mahogany and rugged leathery tans and the other was more of a loquacious sand and persuasive umber. Vince was content to romp around indiscriminately, and race all the kiddies through the Swiss Family Robinson treehouse. Howard and Vince would pile into the back car of Big Thunder Mountain, chorusing “This here’s the WIIIILDEST RIDE IN THE WEST,” and Vince would joke about seeing the blue people of Xooberon in the fake sandstone bluffs of the ride.
Sometime after the sugar rush of Vince’s dinner of candy floss wore off, but before it was time to start waiting for the fireworks, Howard and Vince would ride the Disneyland Railroad all the way around the park, Howard delivering an educational lecture for all of the dioramas, and Vince cuddling and taking a little nap on his favorite fashion-impaired pillow.
Finally, barring the one time Vince got mistaken for Tinkerbell and was actually part of the fireworks display, they would watch the magical explosions across the night sky, and Vince would steal a kiss under the cover of darkness as Howard’s eyes were temporarily blinded from the sudden black after the grand finale of dazzling lights.
Somehow Vince would be dragged out of the park by midnight and get to bed, but the best part was still that Vince got to get up and do it all over again tomorrow! Howard once almost asked him how he never got tired of the same vacation, year after year, but then he thought about how he never got tired of seeing Vince so excited for it year after year and shut his mouth. After all, it was almost time for his fireworks kiss. All in all, not a bad recompense for the touristy hassle of EuroDisney.
switching to the 1d blog good night cuties
[about how she got cast as Johanna] I’m so not an angry person. So I was like, F—-, this is going to be a little complicated, and I don’t wanna go in there and give him something fake and ridiculous. but the morning I woke up, everything started pissing me off. And I was like, Whoa, whoa, whoa, what’s happening? And I was like, Oh, wait. She’s [Johanna] totally taking over. By the time I was in there, I was seething; I was frothing at the mouth. I don’t even think I said hello to Francis. I just walked in and said, “Tell me when you want me to start.”