Wingy ? Winged ? Winging ? Part 1 :

Author's note : Hellow everyone ! I was very excited when I saw all the views I got ( don't laugh, it means a lot to me, stupid, I know) and I wrote these two chapters while I was in school ( spanish class is so boring, I almost fell asleep xD ). As in the previous chapter, Shawn has some abilities of a Shape-shifter because I can't help but daydreaming about what foolish things he could do xD And yes, Lassie is my target, as always, because he has a very short temper. Bonne lecture Psych-Os !

"Oh Shawn...What would I do without you. You're so clever, you solves all of my cases without me raising a single finger and your hair is so fabulous. I bet they feel like silk" Shawn said with Lassiter's voice. Everybody around him were looking for Lassiter but couldn't find him. That was, until they heard angry footsteps along with a roar.

"SPENCER ! I'M GONNA BEAT THE CRAP OUT OF YOU IF YOU DON'T SHOW UP RIGHT NOW !"

"Uh oh..." Shawn breathed in a sing-song voice.

His hazel's iris became golden and he quickly shifted into McNab's form.

Lassiter stopped abruptly in front of Shawn before slowly turning his head towards him. His expression was frozen in fury, his mouth curled into a scowl.

"What are you doing here ?" Lassiter growled.

"Working, sir" McNab-Shawn replied with a broad smile, trying as best as he could to imitate the rookie's usual behavior.

Lassiter's eyes narrowed as he noticed that McNab's ones helds a gold glint in them.

"Spencer..." he thought bitterly, but decided to play along.

"Well, you're doing it the wrong way. You're incompetent as hell. I'll have you fired" Lassiter stated bluntly.

"No, no, no, no, no... That was not what I had planned" Shawn thought.

"Well McNab ? You still have your badge and weapon to give back, remember ?"

Shawn seemed lost for words while Lassiter could pratically see the wheels racing in his mind as he was looking desperately for a way to get out there alive without McNab losing his job by his fault.

Shawn pouted. "Fine" he sighed, resigned. For a second, Shawn's iris took a golden color as he shifted back to himself. He looked disturbed for a second when he saw Lassiter's victorious smile.

"You knew, don't you ?"

"Yes, Spencer" Lassiter with a voice strained by anger.

"You're going to kill me, right ?" Shawn said with a tiny smile playing on his lips.

"Yes" Lassiter said as a murderous glint appeared in his icy eyes.

"Oh dear" Shawn breathed as he ran away from the roaring form of Lassiter.