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Author's note: A series of Psych Christmas stories revolving around our favorite Psychic and Junior detective.
1: The Christmas Concert
Shawn found Juliet huddled in the corner of the supply room. He sat down next to her. They sat in silence for awhile. Shawn broke the silence.
"This is a nice closet." Shawn said. Jules rolled her eyes. "What do you want, Shawn?"
"I was looking for you. Why are you hiding in the closet?"
"I'm not hiding."
"Then, what are you doing?" Juliet looked into his hazel eyes. She couldn't help but tell the truth.
"I have to sing a solo at my church's Christmas concert."
"Nervous? Huh?"
"Yea."
"Don't worry, you'll be great."
"No, I won't."
"In that case picture the audience in their underwear."
"That won't help."
"How about I come and see you?" Juliet got quiet and then she laughed.
"What?"
"Sorry, I suddenly got a picture of you in your underwear." Shawn blushed. "But I wouldn't be able to do it if you were there."
"Ok."
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Shawn walked into the church. He was carrying a dozen red roses. He found a stood in the back. Juliet came out wearing a short red dress. Her hair was like an angel's. She began to sing.
"O Come All Ye Faithful Joyful
and triumphant, O come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem. Come and behold
Him, Born the King of Angels;
O come, let us adore Him, O come,
let us adore Him, O come, let us adore Him, Christ the Lord.
O
Sing, choirs of angels, Sing in exultation, Sing all that hear in
heaven God's holy word. Give to our Father glory in the Highest;
O
come, let us adore Him, O come, let us adore Him, O come, let us
adore Him, Christ the Lord.
O come, let us adore Him, O come, let us adore Him, O come, let us adore Him, Christ the Lord."
She finished her song. She looked around the church. She spotted Shawn standing in the back, hands behind his back, smiling at her. She came over to him.
"Hi."
"Hi. I thought I told you not to come."
"I couldn't let you do this on your own." Shawn said. He pulled the flowers out from behind his back. "These are for you."
"Oh, Shawn. Thanks."
"You were great. You have a beautiful voice." Juliet smiled. "Can I give you a ride home?"
Jules took the helmet out of his hands and put it on. They drove off into the night.