National Cookie Day
Disclaimer: Last year my mother gave me socks for Christmas. You honestly think I own a television show? Really? Well, I don't. I also don't own the desert stand, though I really wish I did
A/N: Hey amazing peoples who clicked the link to this story! I'M BACK! (: Did you miss me? I am SO sorry, I know some of you guys are probably REALLY mad, and you have the complete right to be! I tripped over the wires in the back of my laptop, I couldn't update. I really am so sorry and I don't blame anyone if you are mad. ): But I'm going to update by Friday if I ever get my make up work done, I've been home sick for five days. This chapter was inspired by a trip to the mall with Megan (Now changed Twilightfanlover13 to Jasper's Megan. Wow.) where we went to this thing in the food court called The Great Cookie or The Giant Cookie. I've heard it both ways. There was like every single cookie you could imagine, as well as brownies, and my personal favorite was the cookie put on a stick to look like a lollipop. I don't know why, it just is. So hope you guys aren't TOO mad. Thanks to everyone who has reviewed, and iLoveRomance2O1O and everyone else who never gave up on me, means so much to me! (: R&R please? Wow, like the longest A/N ever. Somehow, mine can be longer than my story. By the way, I LOVED that last episode SO much, I cannot wait for November tenth! (:
"Hiya, Jules!" Shawn Spencer smiled, sidling up to his favorite detective of the Santa Barbara Police Department. "Whatcha doin here on your day off? You should be out having fun, preferably with your favorite psychic."
Detective Juliet O'Hara was stressed beyond belief. She had piles and piles of paperwork, and although she knew Shawn meant well, he could be a bit of a trouble maker. And even though it was her day off, she was determined to get this done, no distractions, and Shawn Spencer was one of the biggest ones of all. She knew that no matter how determined she was, Shawn could send one of his knee-weakening, heart-warming smiles and get her to go out with him and relax, which she had to admit sounded pretty good…No! Bad Juliet!
"Yeah, I know. I talked to him earlier, but he said he was busy today." Juliet teased back, trying not to let Shawn cast his spell on her.
"Ouch, Jules. Ouch."
"I'm kidding, Shawn. What do you want, anyway?" She asked, even though two things were apparent. One: He wanted her to go someplace with him on one of their "non-dates" and Two: He wasn't leaving until he got what he wanted.
"I want you to come to the mall with me to check out that new dessert stand! And I won't take no for an answer, Jules." He added as Juliet opened her mouth to argue with him.
"No, Shawn."
"Please, Jules? Please? Leave the paperwork to Lassie-face." Juliet found herself melting under the warm feelings his puppy dog face created, just as she knew she would.
"Fine, Shawn." She caved. "But you have to tell Carlton."
…Later, at the Santa Barbara Mall…
"Come on, Jules!" A very hyper Shawn exclaimed, pulling his Jules behind him.
"Calm down, Shawn. What's the big deal? They sell cookies." Juliet said, exasperated.
Shawn stopped in his quest to stare, shocked, at her.
"Just sell cookies? Just cookies? I suppose when Neil Armstrong stepped on the moon for the very first time in was just one small step for mankind, hmm? I'll have you know, they sell brownies, too."
Juliet giggled.
When they got to the stand in the food court located at the center of the mall, Shawn asked her what she thought of it. She had to admit, this was no ordinary desert stand. This was the king of all desert related edible food stands.
"Hey, Jules."
She turned to look at her friend. "Yeah, Shawn?"
"I'm going to get the cookie-lollipop thingy. What are you getting?"
"I can't decide. Mind if I get the same?" She asked him.
"No problem. They're awesome. I'd be insulted if you didn't."
The cookie-lollipop was a sugar cookie with rainbow M&Ms. And for some odd reason, the cookie being on a stick like a lollipop added to the already tasty appeal. Shawn finished his off in record time, while Juliet took her time, savoring the delicious flavor. Shawn watched as Jules finished off the treat, his clever mind already forming a non-illegal plan to get that delicious taste even though he finished his and was out of money. He watched her take her last bite and smile up at him.
"That was amazing, Shawn, thanks for…" She never finished that sentence, because at that very moment, Shawn connected their lips, pulling her in for a kiss of a lifetime.
When he finally pulled away, he smiled thoughtfully. That was one heck of a way to get a cookie, but Shawn Spencer always was rather fond of doing things the hard way. And he had a sneaking feeling that he would be tasting that cookie a lot more often now.
A/N: Wow, this made me hungry. Okay, not as Shules as I hoped. And I'm sorry, this was really rushed, written at eleven p.m with a fever, and I'm probably a bit rusty, so I apologize if it's horrible. Review? (: