Hi mortals. If you recall Shawn was framed for murder in the last chapter. I know it's not the usual chapter, but then again Shawn himself is pretty unusual.

Shawn: Also we will be putting clues in the chapters so you can try to guess the real culprit.

PhantomDragon99: Right. Not only that, but this chapter takes place after Vlad was introduced. And without further ado, BRING THE NOISE!

'Let's go.' = talking

'Is this right?' = thought/talking over phone or com-link/flashback/hologram

"It's not possible!" = yelling

Songs

Author's Notes

Murder Frame; Part 2

*Ember's Realm*

Ember was playing on her guitar when a lamp bounced into her room through a portal. "What in the world?" She asked. She studied the lamp and rubbed it. Golden mist poured out of it and formed into Shawn. "Ember, you gotta help me before I'm caught." He said.

"What do you mean?" Ember asked. "I need your help before I'm sent to the big house, the rock, the hoosegow, the greybar hotel, the slammer, the calaboose, the castle, the cooler, the country club, the crowbar hotel, the joint, the pen, the pokey, the clink." Shawn said dressed in a striped prisoner version of his clothes. "Stripes don't flatter me." He said in a posh accent.

"OK, but what could I do? I'm not into crime." Ember said. "Well, you could invisibly sneak to the crime scene, find clues, and maybe, just maybe, clear my name. No pressure. Now toss me through the next portal that shows up after I go back into my lamp." Shawn said as he returned to his lamp. A portal opened and Ember threw the lamp through it.

*Fenton Works*

Jazz was reading a book when Shawn's lamp hit her head. "OW! What the?" She said as she rubbed the lamp tying to read it. Shawn poofed out of the lamp dressed as a prisoner. "Jazz, darling. You still reading those law books?" Shawn asked. "Yeah. Why are you dressed like that?" Jazz asked.

"I've been framed for murder and need you to help me clear my name. Mind being my lawyer?" Shawn said as two ghosts grabbed them and took them to the Ghost Zone.

*Ghost Zone*

Shawn and Jazz were placed in a courtroom. Shawn was wearing prisoner's clothes wearing shackles while Jazz was dressed as a lawyer. The two were in a courtroom in front of floating ghosts with eyeballs for heads. These are the Observants. Their job is to well, observe time; past, present, and future.

"Shawn Xihuitl, also known as DimenShawn X, you are charged with murder of a scientist who was studying several ghost related materials." One of the Observants said. "How do you plead?" Another Observant said.

"Innocent and I demand a chance to clear my name." Shawn said dressed like Beetlejuice. "We also have a way to convince you he deserves the chance." Jazz said. "Very well. Show us." An Observant said.

Shawn snapped his fingers and the shackles disappeared and he and Jazz were dressed like Vegas performers complete with top hats and cane as jazz music played with a pipe organ.

Shawn: I'm the Ghost Zone's main attraction

Jazz: The Ghost Zone's biggest star

Shawn: My gags will put ya in traction

Jazz: He's great, fantastic, bizarre!

Jazz: He's the top dog in the pound (Shawn: AROOOOOOOOOH!) Jazz: The biggest cheese around

Shawn: I'm the semi-inflatable!

Jazz: Biodegradable!

Shawn: Jackable, tradeable!

Jazz: Ghost...

Both:...with the MOST!

Shawn: Yeah!

Shawn was sweating a storm hoping his plan worked. "Very well. You may have 24 hours to redeem your name before you are executed." An Observant said. Shawn's head turned into an Exeggcute. "Execute? Pokémon humor, gotta love it." He said, muttering the last part to the 'camera' before turning back to normal.

Clockwork appeared. "Hello all." He said. "Right on time." Shawn said pulling out a pocket watch. He got an idea and opened a window showing the murder in full color. Shawn pulled out a laser pointer. "Anyone notice anything wrong with this scene?" He asked.

"The cloak is off-color. It's white, red, and black." Jazz said. "That too but no. The gun looks similar to mine, but the ecto-blast is wrong. Mine are green and gold, those are pink." Shawn said forming a ball of golden and neon green ecto-energy in his hand to prove his point.

Shawn moved his feet in a cartoonish fashion and ran out of the courtroom with Jazz laughing like The Mask.

How was that for a chapter? So, the first clues were the color scheme and the pink ecto-energy. Sound familiar?

Shawn: Oh yeah. Let's see if the reviewers can guess who it is. Anyone care to hazard a guess? Also how many of you liked the jokes that were put in?

PhantomDragon99: I wonder how many people will rage over this case. Well, I gotta pause it. Thanks for reading. If you liked it, PUNCH that Favorite/Follow button, LIKE A BOSS! And I'll see all you dudes and dudettes IN THE NEXT CHAPTER!