This one is dedicated to William Shatner because he blocked us on twitter for this story. 

Shatner walked slowly up the front steps of Ringo's bingo place. He looked up in awe at the sign saying Ringo's Bingo. Seeing the love of his life's name like that, so large and on display for everyone to see made him proud. Ringo really is the best bingo man ever.

He walked inside full of anticipation, hoping Ringo would still like him after meeting him in person, as that was not the case for most. He looked across the room to find Ringo standing there to greet him.

Shatner looked Ringo in his beautiful galaxy eyes and knew that this was the man he wanted to spend the rest of his short life with. He made his heart flutter in all the dangerously unnatural ways. His hair was pushed back revealing his forehead, his hair looks sexy pushed back.

Shatner put out his hand and he shook it.
"Hi my name's Shatner."
"I know."
"Oh yeah sorry." Shatner looked down at his feet in embarrassment.
"Well maybe we should go over what you'll be doing at Ringo's Bingo."
"Umm sure."
Ringo led Shatner into his office which was furnished with colorful furniture that looked like it could be out of a circus. The walls were a bright neon yellow. The fabric on the chairs were red and yellow and looked like they were made out of an almost plastic rubber material. The walls had ms paint art hung up. His desk was the exception being grey and marble like. Shatner got distracted by his amazing decorating skills and Ringo told him to sit down.

"So what you will be doing is helping me set up and take down tables, chairs, and whatever gifts we're giving away. If I happen to go missing then you will take over as bingo man."
"If you disappear I will find you and your kidnapper."
"Anyway that's all very unlikely to happen." Ringo stood up and so did Shatner.
"So Shat, you mind if I call you Shat? I need your help with setting up tables."
"You can call my anything."
"O-Okay."

They walked together, closer than Shatner was expecting. Ringo inching his way closer to Shatner's side. He was pleasantly shocked that Ringo wanted to be close to him, maybe he wasn't doing it intentionally. He couldn't focus on what he was doing, only being able to focus on Ringo's intense body heat, that was radiating off of him.

"Watch out Shat!" He could hear Ringo's beautiful Liverpudlian accent say before feeling the impact of a wall.
"Oww! Thanks for the warning Ringo, even though I guess I wasn't able to heed it. Sorry about that I must have been distracted by....something." He blushed furiously while saying this, still thinking about the feeling of Ringo's body heat close to him, and he was saddened by its absence.

"Well it's no worry Shat, as long as you're okay", he put his hand gently on Shatner's shoulder, "Plus we're at the tables now." He gestured towards the folding tables stacked against the wall.
"I'm okay Ringo, th-thank you for the concern." Shatner said unable to focus with Ringo's hand still on his shoulder.

They worked very well together to put up all of the tables perfectly throughout the bingo place, preparing for a wonderful night of bingoing. They even set up a table at the front with all of the beautiful ms paintings that were going to be the prizes given out tonight. How Shatner wished to own such a masterpiece.

They fell down into the chairs they placed in the front, their old bones aching from such an active event. People had begun to flood in, it was going to be a good bingo day.

After the bingoing was over they were sitting together, happy after such a successful bingo day.
"Good work today Shat. How about we go get dinner." Shatner's heart skipped a beat, go to dinner with Ringo? This really was a dream come true.
"Yes. Yes a thousand times yes!" Shatner felt like jumping up and down and squealing but he didn't because he's trying to bring back manly men.