A Hundred Little Things by fanfreak611
Summary: My responses to the drabble challenges on the Psychfic discord. A collection of little drabbles about our favorite Psych characters. Will probably be a lot of Shules.
Categories: Season, Post-season, Short Characters: Juliet, Lassiter, Shawn
Genres: Angst, Fluff, Humor, Missing Scene
Warnings: None
Challenges: None
Series: None
Chapters: 9 Completed: No Word count: 1779 Read: 5749 Published: April 19, 2020 Updated: August 08, 2020
Story Notes:
Ironically the title was the hardest part of this thus far. Anyways it's just a bunch of 100-200 word drabbles for the writing challenge on the Psychfic discord.

I'll update the characters and warnings and such as I write. Plus there will be individual chapter warnings if needed.
Lockdown by fanfreak611
Author's Notes:
It's more like a hundred to two hundred little words but that doesn't make a good fic title.

I figured this'll be an easy way to practice writing consistently. Plus it's a lot of fun so far!

The theme for this week's challenge was "Lockdown" so enjoy!
This was it. He was going to die in here. There was no escape. Every door was sealed and locked providing no way out. He was all alone and he knew the bitter end was approaching. He burned to escape, yearned to run into clear skies and fresh air but he couldn’t leave. He was trapped. This was it. This was the end of his life and he could see no way out.

“Shawn,” An angelic voice broke him from his turmoil and he glanced up, “Will you stop moping? Just because Santa Barbara’s on lockdown until further notice does not mean we can’t still have fun.”

Shawn responded by sticking out his lower lip causing Juliet to roll her eyes. She turned and grabbed a DVD off of the shelf behind her.

“Besides, now we have time for a movie marathon.”

After putting the first movie into the player and pressing play, she dropped to the couch next to him, immediately nestling into his side. Shawn grinned and put one arm around her, drawing her closer to him, and placed a kiss on her forehead. Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad. After all he did have amazing company.
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