Prompt: Box Cutter
As Jenny Check (his ward for the last couple of weeks) slept on; Shawn compared his story with hers. Her best friend tried to kill her with a box cutter and would've probably succeeded if she hadn't paused for a breather. Now they were the worst of enemies; they would kill each other if given the chance. Granted there was a key difference: Jenny had no consideration for poor Needy.
The similarities between Jenny and Needy were inevitably linked to that between Shawn and Gus: Gus was the human, Shawn was the man-eating demon. Spencer was liberated from social rules while Guster had to stand by and watch from the sidelines. It made the fake psychic sad: like the girls, they had done mostly everything together from birthdays to WWE marathons sleepovers (ok, most girls don't do that last one). There was the option to turn Gus but that idea brought chills to Shawn's spine: NEVER.
For all the superpowers and near-immortality, Spencer knew one painful detail; there was a high chance that he would end up lonely. Gus would die, along with everybody else but Shawn would be left behind. It was this concept, not the kills he fed upon, that kept him up at night. And it was during those nights that the box cutter that shone the brightest, taunting him. So one day, while Check was out looking for a place to move on her own, Shawn wrapped the blade in newspaper and tossed it out to the sea.
(ooc: I'm in a writing mood today :D)
The similarities between Jenny and Needy were inevitably linked to that between Shawn and Gus: Gus was the human, Shawn was the man-eating demon. Spencer was liberated from social rules while Guster had to stand by and watch from the sidelines. It made the fake psychic sad: like the girls, they had done mostly everything together from birthdays to WWE marathons sleepovers (ok, most girls don't do that last one). There was the option to turn Gus but that idea brought chills to Shawn's spine: NEVER.
For all the superpowers and near-immortality, Spencer knew one painful detail; there was a high chance that he would end up lonely. Gus would die, along with everybody else but Shawn would be left behind. It was this concept, not the kills he fed upon, that kept him up at night. And it was during those nights that the box cutter that shone the brightest, taunting him. So one day, while Check was out looking for a place to move on her own, Shawn wrapped the blade in newspaper and tossed it out to the sea.
(ooc: I'm in a writing mood today :D)