Fic: Squeedle's Shassie Shorts 1/?
Yep, yep, yep!! More Shassie shorts. Hope you like them!
AN: I’m bringing back the Shassie Shorts folks! Yep, you heard right. I’m bringing ‘em back. It’s not as cool as bringing sexy back or even bringing back the funk but they’re my Shassie Shorts and I love them. Let’s see if you can guess what all the songs have in common.
So unbeta’d it’s not even funny.
Disclaimer: I do not own Psych or any of its characters. This is just a way for me to avoid reality. No copyright infringement is intended.
-Squeedle
‘Cause we belong together now, yeah.
Forever united here somehow, yeah.
You’ve got a piece of me
and honestly
my life
would suck
without you.
My Life Would Suck Without You by Kelly Clarkson
~*~
It’s been two months since that day. The whole thing has got me thinking a lot. I know, I know. Shawn Spencer…thinking? Alert the news, the apocalypse is coming! Don’t look at me with that tone of eye. I bet you think that I don’t know what ‘apocalypse’ means. It’s like that movie with that kid that reminds me of somebody I know but can’t really put a name on, ya know? The apocalypse is the end of the world or something like that. Yeah, take that Gus! I phone you! Or is it pawn? Whatever, just don’t tell Gus that I have no idea what I’m talking about or I’m gonna be short a hundred bucks.
Anyway, where was I?
Oh yeah, I was talking about how I’ve been thinking a lot since Lassie nearly died, I remember now.
See, Lassie and I were following a lead (that I gave) on this guy who murdered some people. Yeah, yeah I know. Trivial matters Shawn. Get to the good part dude! Well, my poor Lassie-doodle got shot. In the chest. An inch above his heart. A week after I got shot. So not only did I almost lose my Lassie-bear, I lost all the sympathy I was getting. Even my dad turned his back on me to fawn over him. So okay, maybe Lassie goes fishing with him, helps him with the stupid jobs that I don’t want to do, and gets all respectful and whatnot when we’re over at Henry’s place for dinner. But he’s my pops damn it!
Aha! I knew there was something I forgot to do. Cancel my subscription to Daddy Issues. Remind me to make Gus do it later, ‘kay? Cool.
Anyway, so Lassie got shot and almost died. Okay, technically he died like twice on the operating table but in the death handbook it says that you can’t actually say that you died unless you stayed dead for a good thirty minutes and Lassie only died for like five seconds each time so…yeah. But still. Lassie. D-E-D.
So I’ve been thinking a lot since then, ya know, ‘cause Lassie and I have been dating since that case Little Boy Cat helped out with. When I say dating I do mean dating. As in we’ve gone on dates before. Our current date night is Wednesday ‘cause that’s always the slowest day at the station. Anyway, it’s pretty much the longest relationship I’ve ever had and I kinda, almost, sorta, might possibly love him. Love is a pretty big word for me. It physically hurts my brain man. But I do, I love him. Of course, I haven’t said it yet.
I’ve never actually told anyone that I love them before. Well, except for my mom. And my dad that one time. Oh, and Jules but, come on, I told Longmore that I wanted to say goodbye to my girlfriend. I had to sell it. I would’ve called Lassie that day but Juliet’s name came up first in my contacts list ‘cause I have Lassie under Wassie Wuvkins. Besides, what if I say it and he doesn’t say it back? Sure, we’ve been dating for a while but that doesn’t necessarily mean that he loves me. He just…puts up with me and stuff.
He puts up with the childish things I do, puts up with all the unnecessary (but totally fun) arguments I start up with Gus. He just puts up with me. And he smiles a lot. Not those sarcastic ‘Why am I wasting my time with you’ smiles but real ones. Surprisingly, they’re usually directed at me.
Take right now for example. I just snatched the remote control from him and turned on The Breakfast Club and he’s smiling at me.
Why? I have absolutely no clue…but I like it.
“You know Lassie, my life would suck without you.”
“Same here Shawn.”
Well, look at that. Lassie does love me.
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So this is supposed to be just a random piece of fluff. I’m not sure if I pegged Shawn’s character correctly but I sure do hope so. Anyway, there’s the first short in my fourth installment of Shassie Shorts. Hope you guys liked it!!
-Squeedle