Author's note : Hellow ! So in this one, Shawn has some abilities of what we could call a shape shifter. I wrote a little story about how he got his abilities but I don't think I'll post it because it's not finished. So don't be shocked to see Shawn shifting form xD

"Back off, Spencer", Lassiter sighed. He was overworked with a stupid case of robberies and was not in the mood for Spencer's antics.

"Ohw, Lassie. You didn't even look up !"

"Don't need too. I can sense you."

"So you are the psychic, now ?" Shawn scoffed.

This time, Lassiter looked up from his paperwork.

"Don't insult me Spencer. You are a fraud. I am Head Detective," Lassiter said before returning to his duties.

"Touché, Lassie. But seriously, look at me, am I not attractive ?"

Lassiter frowned. "What are you-"

Lassiter's words died in his throat when he saw the annoying woman standing- wait, woman ?!

Shawn's form had been replaced by his partner's one, Juliet.

"I have no time for your tricks, Spencer", Lassiter growled. "And don't take the form of O'Hara, damn it !"

"R'okay...What about this one ?", Shawn said.

This time, Lassiter looked up in time to see Shawn's eyes flash gold as his body changed its form in a haze of golden dust.

Spencer had taken the form of...Lassiter.

Lassiter sighed.

"Every woman'd like to let herself drown in those beautiful blue eyes of yours !" yelled Shawn.

Lassiter remembered what his psychiatrist had told him and slowly counted down to ten. He then exhaled slowly.

"Spencer, change back. Now", Lassiter said in a low voice.

"So you want me to change into Juliet ?", Shawn said with a teasing smile.

"No ! I-"

"But that's what you said, Lassie-frass !"

"Spencer...", Lassiter warned in a growl and a murderous look.

"Fine !", Shawn sighed.

Shawn's iris once more took a gold color and he returned to his normal form.

"Ohw, Lassie...", Shawn said with a playful tone. "You're such a cutie. Those blue eyes, that butt-"

Chief Vick was doing her way down the police station when she heard a strugled yell. She recognized her Psychic Detective's voice.

"Oh no, not again..." she sighed.

What she saw next to her Head Detective's desk made her crack a smile that she immediately hid.

"Lassiter ! Spencer ! KNOCK IT OFF !", she yelled.

Lassiter let go of Shawn's throat and took a step backward.

"Sorry, Chief", they said in unison.

"Look, I don't want to know what in the hell is this all about, but if I ever witness that again, I'll have you", she said while pointed an angry finger towards Lassiter, " on chore of paperwork for six weeks and you", she then said while turning her attention to Shawn, "suspended of any case for three weeks."

"Yes, Chief" they said without looking at each other.

Lassiter was red with anger and embarrassment, Shawn was in the same state, caused by the lack of oxygen. He cracked a mischevous smile at Lassiter, who growled in annoyance.

"I was honest, y'know. If I was gay, I could totally go out with you. And then we could get married ! Shawn and Carlton Lassiter. No, wait, that's not right... Shawn and Carlton Spencer ! Laspencer ! Spenciter !", he exclaimed.

Lassiter rubbed his temples, feeling the massive headache on its way.

"Spencer, do me a favour, would you ?".

"Anything, my lovely Lassie."

"First, stop calling me by a dog's name. Second, SHUT THE HELL UP !", Carlton yelled.

"If I was silent, you would be really bored ! Besides, I know you like my voice, especially when its goes all husky !", Shawn said while sitting on Lassiter's desk.

Lassiter pushed Shawn off his desk who landed, sadly for Carlton, without crashing on the floor.

"You are so rude", Shawn said in faked hurt.

"You are annoying. And I can't do my work properly !"

"Fine, fine, fine. I'll let you. Just, one more thing before I leave", Shawn said in all seriousness.

Carlton sighed. "What is it ?"

Shawn smiled in glory. He lowered himself and gave a brief kiss to Lassiter on the courner of his mouth. Lassiter didn't move, stunned.

"See ya, Lassie-face !", Shawn said while leaving.

Lassiter didn't blink for five minutes, before raising his hand to his lips, smiling slightly.

Shanw, on the other hand, was smiling broadly, hopping on his heels in a childish manner on his way out off the station.