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[#018] Wild Night is Calling (Psych)
Theme Prompt: #018 – Law and Order
Title: Wild Night is Calling
Fandom: Psych
Rating/Warnings: PG-13
Bonus: Yes
Word Count: 634
Summary: After the Incident with Leroy Jenkins, Shawn and Gus agreed to never have serious drinking adventures in a public place again.
Notes: Also using the following prompt: Prompt 560.
After the Incident with Leroy Jenkins, Shawn and Gus agreed to never have serious drinking adventures in a public place again. It’s not like they were hardcore drinkers to begin with, and it’s not as though they didn’t have a blast that fateful night long ago, but given that they work for the cops, they agreed (read: Gus drove the point home that he can not have damages like that on the his car again, Shawn) that it’s for the best if they don’t have any missing time they can’t account for.
It makes sense, in it’s unadventurous way, and Shawn agrees.
That doesn’t mean, however, that they aren’t prone to adventures of the sober variety, which is how Shawn winds up in a SBPD jail cell one night, dressed in his self-proclaimed “ninja gear” and looking worse for the wear. Shawn hears the tried and true footsteps of his father coming around the corner and when his face finally appears he looks just as exhausted as he always does when it comes to dealing with Shawn and while in this particular instance, Shawn can’t really blame him. Shawn does, however, manage to look surprised when he sees Henry.
“Dad! What are you doing here?”
“You called me, Shawn. Shouldn’t you be the one answering that question?”
“It just seemed like from where we left our conversation that you were going to leave me here to do the hard time. I’m already a changed man.”
“You’ve been here for three hours.”
“Really? It’s felt like longer than that.”
Henry sighs heavily, rubbing his eyes for a moment, before looking up at Shawn with his Serious Dad Expression. “What happened, Shawn?”
“I agreed to help Mrs. O’Leary with a case in exchange for advice on how to make my hair more fabulous.”
“Mrs. O’Leary is eighty-two.”
“Yes, and she is still one of the finest cosmeticians of her day.” That point made, he moves on. “As I was investigating the case of her missing dog, Ms. Myrtle, I was lead to an alley where ol’ Betsy was discovered, safe and sound.”
There’s a long pause as Henry waits for Shawn to continue, but when he doesn’t the older man starts to get impatient. “And?”
“And what?”
“You were arrested for unlawful possession of a weapon. Where did you get the gun, Shawn?”
“I borrowed it.”
“Why?”
“Because Gus and I may have been led to believe that Betsy may have been possessed by some kind of demon. I was wandering into very dangerous territory and I needed to be prepared.”
Henry opens his mouth, glances away and then comes back again, looking even more annoyed. “A possessed dog, Shawn? Really?”
“The world is a very dangerous and mystical place.”
“I’m sure it is.” Henry doesn’t seem very impressed with Shawn’s antics, and Shawn, for the most part, doesn’t expect him to be. Henry is never impressed with the mental hoops that Shawn manages to leap through, so he’s just going to stare his father down for a moment, before getting to the point of it all.
“Are you going to get me out of here, or what?”
Henry sighs, before gesturing to the uniform next to him to let Shawn out. “Chief Vick is letting the charges drop. Luckily for you, the gun wasn’t loaded.”
“Sweet.” Shawn waits until he moves past the bars before the latter end of that sentence catches up to him. “Wait, what?”
“Yeah, apparently whoever you ‘borrowed’ that gun from was smart enough not to give you any bullets.”
Shawn’s face falls for a moment, before shaking his head and making his way back into the bullpen of the precinct. “I’m not a completely terrible shot, you know.”
“Yeah,” Henry says as he shakes his head. “Keep telling yourself that, kid.”
Title: Wild Night is Calling
Fandom: Psych
Rating/Warnings: PG-13
Bonus: Yes
Word Count: 634
Summary: After the Incident with Leroy Jenkins, Shawn and Gus agreed to never have serious drinking adventures in a public place again.
Notes: Also using the following prompt: Prompt 560.
After the Incident with Leroy Jenkins, Shawn and Gus agreed to never have serious drinking adventures in a public place again. It’s not like they were hardcore drinkers to begin with, and it’s not as though they didn’t have a blast that fateful night long ago, but given that they work for the cops, they agreed (read: Gus drove the point home that he can not have damages like that on the his car again, Shawn) that it’s for the best if they don’t have any missing time they can’t account for.
It makes sense, in it’s unadventurous way, and Shawn agrees.
That doesn’t mean, however, that they aren’t prone to adventures of the sober variety, which is how Shawn winds up in a SBPD jail cell one night, dressed in his self-proclaimed “ninja gear” and looking worse for the wear. Shawn hears the tried and true footsteps of his father coming around the corner and when his face finally appears he looks just as exhausted as he always does when it comes to dealing with Shawn and while in this particular instance, Shawn can’t really blame him. Shawn does, however, manage to look surprised when he sees Henry.
“Dad! What are you doing here?”
“You called me, Shawn. Shouldn’t you be the one answering that question?”
“It just seemed like from where we left our conversation that you were going to leave me here to do the hard time. I’m already a changed man.”
“You’ve been here for three hours.”
“Really? It’s felt like longer than that.”
Henry sighs heavily, rubbing his eyes for a moment, before looking up at Shawn with his Serious Dad Expression. “What happened, Shawn?”
“I agreed to help Mrs. O’Leary with a case in exchange for advice on how to make my hair more fabulous.”
“Mrs. O’Leary is eighty-two.”
“Yes, and she is still one of the finest cosmeticians of her day.” That point made, he moves on. “As I was investigating the case of her missing dog, Ms. Myrtle, I was lead to an alley where ol’ Betsy was discovered, safe and sound.”
There’s a long pause as Henry waits for Shawn to continue, but when he doesn’t the older man starts to get impatient. “And?”
“And what?”
“You were arrested for unlawful possession of a weapon. Where did you get the gun, Shawn?”
“I borrowed it.”
“Why?”
“Because Gus and I may have been led to believe that Betsy may have been possessed by some kind of demon. I was wandering into very dangerous territory and I needed to be prepared.”
Henry opens his mouth, glances away and then comes back again, looking even more annoyed. “A possessed dog, Shawn? Really?”
“The world is a very dangerous and mystical place.”
“I’m sure it is.” Henry doesn’t seem very impressed with Shawn’s antics, and Shawn, for the most part, doesn’t expect him to be. Henry is never impressed with the mental hoops that Shawn manages to leap through, so he’s just going to stare his father down for a moment, before getting to the point of it all.
“Are you going to get me out of here, or what?”
Henry sighs, before gesturing to the uniform next to him to let Shawn out. “Chief Vick is letting the charges drop. Luckily for you, the gun wasn’t loaded.”
“Sweet.” Shawn waits until he moves past the bars before the latter end of that sentence catches up to him. “Wait, what?”
“Yeah, apparently whoever you ‘borrowed’ that gun from was smart enough not to give you any bullets.”
Shawn’s face falls for a moment, before shaking his head and making his way back into the bullpen of the precinct. “I’m not a completely terrible shot, you know.”
“Yeah,” Henry says as he shakes his head. “Keep telling yourself that, kid.”
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