For the Six Impossible Things meme
"It can't be true."
"yl"
"No, it's not! This can't be really happening!"
"yesssl"
"It's not true! It can' be possible! This can't be happe- ....... Unless... ...Unless... ...It's the Zombide, isn't it?? When I first heard those rumors about those pills being positive on radioactivity I thought it was a bad joke, but... But maybe after all, it's true! It's true and they're making my body react! I've developed super telepathic powers!"
"loll"
Gus knew that smartass look behind those tiny and beady black eyes.
Gus knew that snark behind those simple 3 letters.
And after all this years being Shawn Spencer's best friend, Gus knew better than to take the words 'it can't be true' too seriously.
"S-Shawn? Shawn, is that really you?"
"Yeh, gguuus. ts real ly m l"
"What??", Gus narrowed his eyes and leaned closer to the laptop's screen. "At least the awful grammar looks familiar. I'll give you that."
"Du d! Its really hardd to typee wen yoru rthis sizxe1 l" Shawn managed to type, pouncing from one key to the other and then to the other. His inability to press the shift button to make an exclamation mark suddenly turning surprisingly upsetting.
He better remember to use caps the next time he feels like shouting.
But that didn't really matter right now. Right now Shawn knew that there were more important things to consider and feel. Even more important than teasing Gus' lame fantasy of becoming the brand new black version of Aquaman, or maybe the first black Disney princess ever.
Right now Shawn felt like Tom Hanks' character in "Big", only that instead of growing big and playing with a giant keyboard in a dreamland toy store, he was the fifteen centimeters tall furry version of Alvin, without his brothers. No crappy cgi either.
Shawn had turned into a chipmunk. A real chipmunk.
And "Psych" had run out of nuts.