This came on the radio yesterday when I was in the car and inspiration struck! This is my first fic, so once again, please be nice(:
Tag and (kind of ) spoiler to S06E02- Last Night Gus
Last Friday Night
"And now, folks, our DJ For The Day today, Woody-The-Coroner!" Lassiter groaned. Of course the first thing Spencer had to do when he got into his car was to turn on the radio and of course it just had to be Woody who came on live.
"This song goes out to all my buddies. You know who you are. Just wanna remind never to forget Last Friday Night- except, you know, the parts we don't need to remember" The (not so) slightly psychotic, balding man took over from the radio personality.
"Wow man, no offence, but I think you friends out there are pretty much ready to kill you for reminding them to forget" His host couldn't help laughing.
"Well, it would be convenient, since then there would be no coroner and they can say my death was purely accidental and run free like the innocent little lambs they are… not. Just kidding. REMEMBER GUYS! YOUR OLD WOODY STILL LOVES YA!"
-Back in the car—
"Trust me. I can have the best coroner in the world breathing down my neck and still make it any murder I do seem like an accident," Lassiter growled. That was one incident of his life he wanted to forget, but that… that… idiot coroner found it had too been too much fun to leave in the past.
Shawn held up his iPhone in mock-surprise. "Oh! Look at that Gus! I accidentally had me voice recorder on. Ooops Lassie, I think we just got an open future confession. Whadya say Jules?" Before his girlfriend could open her mouth, though, his best friend jumped in with his contribution to the conversation.
"I don't know about you Juliet, but that little audio clip right there seems pretty solid evidence to me."
Shawn sniggered, "You know that's right man. Say Lassie, I think you should tone down the getting accused of shooting people for some time, eh?"
"Yup. How many times has it been now?" Gus couldn't resist fuelling his best friend on.
"I honestly don't know Gus. I lost count. First there was that random druggie guy, then there was that person a few days ago- two persons, that is"
"And then there's the one he actually did kill- poor old Bobo"
"Ah Bobo, may he rest in peace"
"And then there are the squirrels"
"And the snow globes"
"And of course-"
"I swear on everything holy that if you do NOT shut up this INSTANT, I. Will. Kill. You." The boys' banter was cut off by a VERY angry Lassiter.
"Us, and of course there's us" A not-so-quiet whisper floated in the car from the left back seat.
Lassiter slammed on the brakes, not caring that he had been going at over 70mph in the middle of Santa Barbara's busiest highway, but he could barely get a breath in because, at that very moment, the song went into its chorus- and the two uninvited guests in the backseat felt that they needed to practice their new career as backup singers.
Looking at his partner, he saw that the younger detective had unashamedly turned around fully her seat and was watching her boyfriend and his best friend's antics while shaking with silent laughter. Throwing his hands in the air, Lassiter continued driving, his death threats drowned out by the racket going on in the car.
The very first thing he did when he got home that day was to rip the radio out of the dash.
There, now all my troubles are over… Or so the head Detective thought.
-Three Days Later—
Lassiter was once again stuck with the idiot crew, as he not-so-affectionately called them, but he couldn't help the spread of glee that overtook him when he noticed Shawn's obvious upset when he saw the hole in the dash where the radio used to be.
Too bad Lassie didn't see him open his radio app.
"LAST FRIDAY NIGHT!"
That's all, folks! Please review!
