Gus was sitting at his desk at the Psych office, locked in an intense game of Tetris. He was farther than he had ever gotten, and nothing was going to break his concentration. Nothing.
Except...
Shawn loudly stumbled into the Psych office, panting heavily, and slammed the door behind him. Gus looked up, startled by the noise, and the quickly looked back down at his game, where, in the brief second of broken concentration, his pieces had stacked up and reached the top.
"Shawn!" Gus started, furious. "I was on level 16, Shawn! That's the highest level I've ever go-What happened to you?"
Gus had just noticed Shawn's appearance.
His jeans were a muddy mess, and one of the knees now had a gaping hole in it. His shirt had long slash marks going through it. His arms bore quite a few scratch marks, as did his face. His hair was messed up more than Gus had ever seen it, sticking out in odd angles with clumps of grass stuck to it.
"Funny you should ask," Shawn panted, plopping down in his desk chair. "There I was, walking to the Smoothie Shack to pick us up couple of their delicious smoothies, minding my own business, when a rabid cougar pounced on me-"
Gus cut him off. "Shawn, seriously." Then he noticed something. "Shawn, where's our smoothies?"
Shawn sighed. "Ok, I might have been sneaking up on a random cat from behind, and I might have pulled its tail, and it might have turned around and started attacking me, causing me to trip over a big rock and tumble down the hill, which in turn caused the smoothies to go flying and land on some poor, mildly attractive lady's new skirt, but seriously, I'm lucky to be alive after that!" Shawn had said that all really fast, so now he took a deep breath.
Gus looked at him for a second with a blank expression on his face. Then he busted out laughing.
Shawn looked annoyed. "Gus, this is so NOT funny! I could've been mauled to death by that cat, I swear, it was like , the spawn of Satan or something! Or I could've impailed myself on a stick when I was rolling down the hill! GUS!"
Gus couldn't stop laughing. He was now clutching his sides.
Shawn got up, yanking some clumped of grass out of his hair. I'm gonna go home and get a shower," he hissed at Gus. "Oh, and BTW: I've already gotten to level 38. WHAT NOW!"
That shut Gus up. He heard Shawn stomp out of the office, grumbling incoherently, though the words "pineapple", "delicious", and "wasted" were distinguishable.
Gus turned back to his computer. So, level 38, huh?
Fine, Gus thought, it's on...
Story Notes:
First challenge I'm responding to! WOOT!
*cracks knuckles* Here we go!
Author's Chapter Notes:
A is for Alive!
Chapter End Notes:
For some reason, I can picture Shawn saying "BTW" instead of "By the way". Just seems like that type of person :]