"On the stage! Muster up some Power! Yang wants us to act like our superspy. Put yourself in his place!" Shawn yelled.
"Yes!" Chief Vick exclaimed, "Everyone on the stage. See what you can find."
The group all spread out across the stage, minus Monk.
"Come on, Mr. Monk, we need your eyes!"
"I can't do it, Natalie, the stairs creaked. That means they're weak. They'd fall on me."
Shawn scoffed.
"Yeah right! Juliet made it up just fine. Uh, I mean-"
Shawn realized his mistake too late. Juliet gave him the evil eye.
"O'Hara, Spencer, focus!"
Monk turned around.
"I'm not going up- oh my- I see him! Up there in the balcony!"
Juliet reacted the fastes, reaching for her gun, and running for the stairs. The figure in the balcony turned, and jumped straight through the wall.
"Come on, Gus! After her!"
Shawn sprinted in the same direction, with Gus lagging behind.
"Seriously, Gus?"
Shawn panted
"I'm pretty sure I'm the only white man with a black best friend slower than him!"
Gus clicked his tongue
"That's the worst black stereotype you've said in a while!"
His voice, too, came out in heavy breaths.
"No, the worst stereotype was yesterday, when I wouldn't let you hold my wallet because you were black."
"Oh yeah! It's not like you have any money for me to steal anyway! Besides, you're the person that takes 8 years to get the girl and propose. That's the longest ever!"
"Not true! Remember when Jason Segel proposed to Amy Adams. They'd been dating for 10 years!"
"That doesn't coutn! The Muppets was a fictional movie!"
"Based off a true story! Everyone knows that."
Ahead, the figure turned right into an alley. Shawn and Gus followed, turning into an empty alley.
"What the-"
"Shawn!"
They turned, to see Henry Spencer standing behind them.
"Dad?"
"You left Santa Barabra with barely and explanation, and my concious got the better of me. I hate it. But I have to talk to you. This Monk guy you're going against-"
"Wait, you've been chasing me?"
"Well, I came into town, asked around and found out you were at the theater, so I came over and saw you race out. I followed you here. But that's beside the point. This Adrian Monk has solved just as many, if not more, cases than you. He has your gift, Shawn, the only difference is, he's licensed."
"Dad, I am too. I got my license last year."
"Printing a license from doesn't count. I'm serious. You've stepped up into the real game now. The people here don't already love you. If they find out you're faking the psychic thing..."
With that, he turned away.
"That's exactly what I thought. A fraud."
Shawn and Gus gulped and turned around again...
A/N look for updates on weekends. School has started, so weekdays will be harder.
