Kachina

"Oh my sweet little dolly, my little-widdle lassie-wassie, let me count the ways you arose me; One, drawing me in with those bright, bright bluey eyes, Two, laying your softie-woftie (but strong) hands on me as you shove me out of the way, but we both know it's 'cause my delicious baby is unleashing semi-repressed homosexual tendencies, Three, those suits that you make look sexy-wexy, Fou--", hearing the tell-tale footsteps on his best friend making his way to his own bedroom, Shawn sits up, making sure to hide the Lassie doll in the inside pocket he sewed into his most favorite shirts just so that the treasured possession would always be close to his heart.

"Shawn! There you are!", his best friend says, somehow letting out an exasperated and long-suffering sigh at the same time.

Face light up, Shawn jumps off of Gus's very comfortable bed, sure that something must have finally happened to break the month long stretch of nothingness. Before Shawn can try to figure out what, Gus tells him with a big grin, "I have a date with Jules. Tonight."

Witnessing the smile staying on Shawn's face, but leaving his eyes would bring Gus down a little too, knowing that Shawn was relying on the idea of the two of them watching the latest horror flick to fill up his evening, but he knows something Shawn doesn't. Finally.

"That's great Gus, I know how much you've been wanting this."

As Shawn drops back down on the bed, Gus can't help but roll his eyes before he adds, "It's a double date. It's gonna be me and Jules, and you and a certain Head Detec--"

That's all Gus gets out before he's pushed up against the wall and air becomes a thing of the past while Shawn crushes him with a vise-like hug. When Shawn finally lets Gus go, and stops squealing like a thirteen year old girl who heard the star of the football team likes her, all Gus can say in a hoarse whisper is, "Maybe now you can get rid of the creepy doll."