hello everyone, I wanna start by saying this has to be the loooongest chapter I've ever written, so please do enjoy. Secondly very sorry for the long hiatus and thirdly, I've decided that since I added fathers day in this chapter for humorous effect, the druken mistake child's conception date has now been moved to April vs. Jan. This is so it all flows smoothly with the whole two and a half months thing in previously stated chapters. I blame procrastination for the whole thing. Anyways enjoy Shawn mayhem everyone!
It went without saying that Shawn was rather taken aback by the news of this oddity. It was almost like the five stages of grief, except the terminal illness was replaced by a totally unexpected, freak-ass pregnancy.
First was denial, of course, which consisted of "this can't be real.. how is this happening?" second anger: "why does all this weird crap have to happen to me!?"
Third bargaining: well, sorta. " All I ask is for dad not to have a freakin' heart attack when I tell him"
Fourth depression: "well.. guess this mean's I'll get fired, wind up on some major news broadcast as the side-show freak and laughing stock of all of California. Not to mention the forty-seven other bordering States!.. thereby including the other two that aren't even connected!"
Finally the fifth (and most unpredicted stage) acceptance: "Well I guess it's alright.." he said with a sigh, he paused for a moment then as though he was struck by a genius idea resumed.
" At least now I'll be able to park in the more closer, fancy-schmance, preggo parking spaces."
Gus just shook his head and shot him a stunned, yet rather peculiar look at this statement. This all unfolding within the span of 30 minutes.
Quite impressive in Gus' book, though it still didn't change the fact that the whole thing was rather bizarre.
The night sky had now blanketed all of Santa Barbara, and while for some their brains had switched over to hibernation-mode for the evening; Shawn's was still very much active, this contributing to the endless swarm of anxiety and overall perplexity that he was now faced with.
"How areyou gonna break this to your dad, shawn?"
Gus inquired, this causing Shawn to nearly have a heart attack by the sudden break in the few moments of silence he had to try and gather his thoughts. Once his heart stopped racing he glanced down at his stomach and let out a puff of air.
"I, I don't know Gus.. I really don't know?"
What came as even more of a misfortune for poor Shawn than just an unplanned pregnancy, Which now took on a whole new meaning.
Was the fact that the phone had just rung; looking at the number for a brief moment, he knew instantly it was his father. Shawn quickly returned the continuous blaring device back to it's cradle. Shawn's fate now rests in the hands of a rather unbearable former officer of the law.
" Hey if you need me man, I'll be in my car"
Said Gus and with his attempt to be subtle, small-stepping his way backwards towards the door; that was until Shawn grabbed him by the arm.
" Ooo-hoo no you don't, we're in this together"
As much as Gus hated to admit it, Shawn was right. Even if he were to leave him to fend for himself against wary eyes, it wouldn't be long till the guilt started kicking in.
Shawn eyed the phone, once again, trying to overcome the nervousness. He hadn't a clue what his father would be calling for at this hour, but that really wasn't the main concern.
Afraid of picking it up and announcing over the mouthpiece the inevitable. He swallowed uneasily and with a slightly tremulous hand picked up the desk top phone; yet again, though this time he answered.
"Uhh, hello?"
Said Shawn, even though he knew exactly who it was he was speaking to, he still couldn't get that old-fashioned way-of-answering out of his mind, ingrained over the years.
"I didn't even know you were still at the office.. lucky guess, I guess.. Hey, so uhh, I know it's a kinda late to be callin' but I was thinking,' how's about you commin' over for Fathers Day tomorrow and we'll watch the game, maybe some nachos and break out a couple cold ones."
There were however, several wrenches in his father's plan. The smell of nachos would most likely cost his dad a new Hawaiian print shirt, even more disheartening was the fact he couldn't crack open a 'cold one.'
And to top it alloff, considering Shawn's hormones taking on the early stages of craziness, it hadn't happened yet thankfully, though he didn't put it past himself to start bawling his eyes out just because a player was tackled during a play downfield.
Shawn glances over at Gus for an answer to which none prevailed, just a slight jerk of the head to suggest start talking again, before dropping the p-bomb on him.
"Uhh, yeah sounds good"
Shawn finally replies, though he could've kicked himself in going through with it. He than took a nervous gulp of air and attempted to make his mouth form the words he'd been meaning to say all along. Though he'd prefer it be a gradual process, he didn't see it turning out that way.
" Soo ahh, dad.. I've, ah, I've got something to tell ya.. (he then rubs the back of his neck, feeling the uneasiness engulf him).. And ya might wanna sit down for this one."
He ended the sentence with a sorta laugh, but it only coming off as a feigned, failed attempt as means of making the conversation seem less opaque and ultimately awkward, indeed. His father was silent for a moment, than speaking rather bluntly, he said.
" God Shawn, ya didn't go and knock up some girl did you?.. I thought I raised you better than that, marriage comes first ya know."
Before his father went any further into something he almosthad no idea he was talking about, Shawn thought it best to just spit it out. Though he couldn't help but think of the bit of irony in his father's foresaid statement.
He could hear Gus' slight chuckling in the background as he readied himself for what he considered to be the most unsettling son to father moment ever.
" Well, it kinda played out that way, just not in that order.."
There was that awkward silence he fully expected, the brief sentence was then followed up by.
" Well, I guess I'll just come out and say it (again he rubs his neck anxiously).. Dad, I'm, ah, I'm pregnant."
Instead of the entirely foreseen WTF response, what he got was something quite different. He heard the phone clatter as it met with the tiled floors of the kitchen.
Next came the barely audible thud of his father as he 'fainted' (thankfully) onto the adjoin strip of carpet leading to the living area. Though he'd fight like hell to deny it afterwards, Shawn knew what he heard.
"Dad..ooohh, dad?"
Spoke Shawn, hoping his dad didn't completely lose consciousness, then slipping back to his usual screwball yet sometimes unpredictable self, he said.
"Oh, and dad if you're cognizant enough to hear this..uh, happy Fathers Day, guess I'll see ya tomorrow."
He clicked off the phone, setting it back in it's place, shaking his head, accompanied by a smirk on his face he turned to Gus. Whom also, to some degree, shared the same facial expression.
" I waited all this time for the right moment to say this…" Gus began with a chuckle. Shawn just stood there dumbfounded, wondering what on earth it could be.
"I knew there was something off about that Kate chick."