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[csi_sanders1129]

The first TEN people to comment in this post get to request that I write a drabble of any pairing/character of their choosing. In return, they have to post this in their journal, regardless of their ability level. (If you absolutely can't write, maybe find a creative alternative?) (Only if you want to and haven't already.)

Thoughts From Me: Please write the pairing/fandom, and a prompt if you feel like leaving one. I will do it all, if I know the fandom (if I don't I will give it a shot but don't expect it to be perfect or anything.)

1. BWoC, Tommy/Merton - whatyoulove
2. GH, Dante/Johnny - kira_bouvier
3. Psych, Shawn/Lassiter - dark_dreymer
4. Losers, Cougar/Jensen - cynic_fic
5. GH, Jason/Spinelli - suerum
6. Zombieland, Tallahassee/Columbus - suerum
7. GH, Johnny/Michael - radrcks
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Carlton Lassiter has, in all fairness, seduced someone before. A couple of someone’s actually, if he counts that one very pretty gentleman in the academy that he always pretends he doesn’t remember. But, that is all beside the point.

Because Shawn Spencer, fake psychic extraordinaire, does not and never should be qualified in the same category as normal people. And thusly, seducing him will not be as easy as seducing someone who is not clinically certifiable.

Which is the reason why Lassiter is currently sneaking away from the psych offices in the dark with near a dozen gourmet pineapples left behind him.

***

Shawn looks utterly befuddled when he arrives at the station the next morning, snacking on one of the delicious pineapples he’d discovered upon stopping into the Psych offices to pick up the bag of Bugle chips he’d left there.

“Would anyone happen to know why the very generous Fairy Godmother of Pineapples paid me a visit last night?” He inquires, rather loudly, and everyone in the station stops what they’re doing to turn and star at him. “No? Alright then.”

“Shawn!” Gus snaps, having walked in a few paces behind the not-psychic. “Don’t eat that! What if it’s poisoned or something? Whoever left the pineapples broke into our offices! Who knows what they did!”

“Oh, Gus,” Shawn chides, staring deliberately at Lassiter as he speaks – really, if the man is going to go about sneaking into places he’s not supposed to technically be, he should probably check for footprints before he leaves… and probably remember to make sure no one else is there when doing it. “Don’t be the stoned out pink elephants from Dumbo. I’m 87.42% certain that these pineapples were not meant to kill me.”

Gus frowns and walks away.

“Only 87.42%?” Lassiter dares to question from his desk.

Shawn grins. “Seduction by pineapple.” He hums to himself. “I approve, Lassi-face, I approve.”

[dark-dreymer.livejournal.com]

:3

Adorable and fluffy like I'd hoped for. Plus, you have really good Shawn and Lassie voice =D

[csi-sanders1129.livejournal.com]

Thanks. I'm not sure how the show writers manage to think up stuff to use for the 'Gus, don't be....' lines. I spent forever thinking of something that was just barely funny. xD

Glad you liked :3