Shawn wondered if the little red numbers of electrical alarm clocks had formed a union somewhere, a place where all the little 8s and 2s and 0s met to discuss the amout of hours late night insomniacs were allowed to watch them. He found it a very voyeuristic way of living and was glad he wasn't a digit. Although, being a neat, wonky 7...

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so Gus and I took a plastic bag, the food processor and Mom's acid cream jars to mix a potion strong enough to save mankind from the deadly menace. At least we thought so, until the solid blob started making unholy, screeching noises, the bag with its contents growing, swelling over the Flames of Hell which we had summoned over our stove. It threw ( Read more... )

They stared, wide-eyed, consumed by shock and terror until Gus started leaving his side and heading for the door. Shawn noticed his friend's attempt to escape immediately because in the first moment of agonizing fear they had clung to each other, shaking with what they knew would be soon-to-come consequences. Now one of them fled the scene of crime ( Read more... )

( Spoilers for 3x8 - Gus walks into a bank )

Gus is so not bailing out of this one. Especially not since technically it was his idea, not Shawn's. So no. No whining, no arguing, not even the last tortilla chip will talk Shawn out of this. Not that there are tortilla chips (especially not the last one, Gus never let him have the last one unless Shawn was super-sneaky) but there are plans and ( Read more... )

Shawn bounced on his heels, the desk rattling slightly as he was leaning against it. Mrs. Mellory watched him expectantly, her polished nails holding on to a handbag smaller than Shawn's wallet. He looked at it in fascination. What was in there? What fit in there ( Read more... )

(ooc: Crack AU crossover storyline. Because we can. Also, exam phases do silly things to my brain.)

Shawn despises when waking up is not nice. There should be a rule against it because starting a new day should be something fun. This isn't fun, it's strenuous and his body is fighting his mind. When he opens his eyes it's bright, too bright. He ( Read more... )

"I'm telling you, that man was a genius"And you are an idiot, Shawn. You cannot reduce Freud like that! That man has made important contributions to the world of ( Read more... )

1) True love doth exist ( Read more... )

"No, I am telling you, Gus, he was trying to put you on. No giant mutant cockroach by the name of Kyle has ever lived in this building. At least none that ever introduced himself properly to me." Shawn shakes his head and rattles on the door, frowing when the key is firmly stuck in the lock. "That actually sounds familiar. Was that door broken back ( Read more... )