I've been thinking about this for a while, and I've finally gotten the first few chapters written. So, here it goes. (Set sometime before season 7 of Psych -before Juliet finds out Shawn isn't psychic- and mid-series 3-ish of Doctor Who-companion Martha Jones)
And please excuse any typing errors you see. I recently hurt my wrist and am writing with a splint on.
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I do not own Psych. I also do not own Doctor Who. That is also unfortunate.
Seven-year old Shawn Spencer burst into his house, along with his best friend, Burton Guster.
"Dad! Dad! We saw an alien!"
"What?" Henry walked into the room, still in his uniform. "Shawn, aliens aren't real."
"But we saw it!"
"Actually we heard it first." Gus corrected. "You see, Mr. Spencer—"
"We were playing outside and we heard a weird noise, like…."
"Like if Darth Vader inhaled helium," Gus said slowly.
"Exactly! And, Dad, when we looked, we saw a Port-a-Potty appear!"
"And a man walked out of it!"
"With a girl!"
"Okay, calm down you two." Henry sounded only slightly exasperated. "Where did you see this magic Port-a-Potty?"
"Down the street! By the old Melborne house!"
Henry sighed. "Where they're doing construction?"
"Yeah!"
"Shawn, Gus did either of you actually see the Port-a-Potty appear out of thin air?"
"Well…"
"Not exactly. But it just appeared. I mean, come on, Dad, one second it's not there, then it is. And there was that noise!"
"That was probably just the truck delivering the toilet. Aliens don't exist."
"Then why did two people leave it?" Shawn asked accusingly.
"Yeah," Gus pondered. "It would be uncomfortable for two people to be in a tiny place like that."
"What would they even be doing in there?"
"Quite frankly, I don't want to know. That's their business. But aliens aren't real, okay?"
"Yes, Dad." Shawn hung his head, disappointed.
Okay, so that really wasn't plot-heavy, just Little Shawn and Little Gus seeing the TARDIS for the first time. (And I know it doens't resemble a Port-a-Potty all that much, but for two young American kids seeing it from a distance, it kinda does.)
So, what did you think? The more reviews I get, the quicker I'll upload! Reviews inspire! (And I really haven't written all that much recently. I could really use the constructive criticism.) And if you have any ideas you'd like to see, tell me! I might incorporate them!