My first ever Carlton and Shawn fic, I'm currently only on season 3 of the TV show so let me know if I suck at writing Shawn and Carlton so that I can improve, I might write more for Shawn and Carlton but this story is a friendship fic but I might write slash for the 2 later on. (Yes I Love slash, deal with it.)

Lassiter walked up the drive way leading towards his house, with his black breath case in on hand and his keys in another when he hears a noise from inside the house and slowly and quietly, walks up the steps and turns the door knob as he opens his front door, pointing his gun and screaming freeze to find Shawn standing there with his hands in the air and one of his annoying grins.

"Spencer! Get out of my house now!" Carlton says as he puts his gun away back on his gun holder.

"Oh come on lassie, don't be like that" Shawn says in a teasing tone that he knows for a fact both annoys and amuses Carlton and its the way they have always flirted with each other and by now they know exactly which buttons to push.

Where's your partner?

Who Gus? He's not here, it's just me and you lassie!

"Yeah, get out of my house Spenser" Carlton said as he opened the front door and pointed outside.

"Lassie!" Sawn said in a hurt tone as he pressed his hands to his heart to show Carlton how hurt he was by the remark and took a seat on the couch and put his feet up on the table, miraculously feeling better now.

Carlton growled and slammed the door closed as he entered the living room where he found Shawn tensing his eyebrows in confusion as he looked around the couch for the remote control.

Carlton moved closer into the living room and Shawn looked up at Carlton who was standing next to him and asked "you got any pineapple?"

No! I don't have any pineapple.

Carlton took a seat on the couch and sighing because in this case no one was around to see him so he didn't have to have the showdown he always had with Shawn whenever he saw him over at the police station.

Shawn looked from the TV to Carlton and quickly diverted his eyes away when Carlton looked at him.

Carlton looked at Shawn noticing that he was steering at him and Shawn quickly looked away to the TV as he squinted his eyes, pretending to look like he was watching the TV.

"What was that?"

"What was what?" Shawn asked tensing his eye brows acting stupid.

"Never mind" Carlton said because if he was honest with himself he was just happy to have company even if it was Shawn otherwise known as fake psychic.

So, how did you get in here anyway? Carlton asked.

Seriously? Don't you know by now, I'm a psychic; I know you keep a spear key under the mat. Shawn said giving Carlton one of those looks that said he should know better than this by now.

"Yeah sure you are. I should have you arrested for breaking an entering."

"It's not breaking an entering if I have a key." Shawn said flaunting the key around in his hand and smiling.

"Give me that back!" Carlton said moving forward to grab the keys from Shawn's hand.

"No!" Shawn said moving his hand away from Carlton.

"Fine, keep it, see if I care. I'll just change the luck."

"No you won't, you like it when I come over, don't you lassie."

"Do not!"

"Do too!"

No I Don't!

...

the end