i guess he's an xbox and i'm more atari, but the way you play your game ain't fair
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[shawn & gus: bbfl, a ficmix]
It's undeniable: Shawn Spencer and Burton Guster are Team Unstoppable. With their little blue car and their reputation as an unorthodox, yet alarmingly successful crime solving duo, it's a bromance for the ages. Fifteen songs and fifteen snippets featuring the two and their adorable vehicle. Download link of the songs at the bottom.
SLEIGH BELLS | tell ‘em
It’s grim, unbearably grim: getting caught in traffic in 98 degree weather. Gus is rolling up his sleeves and tapping out a rhythm on the steering wheel with his thumbs, with Shawn slapping out a counter beat on the dashboard. Gus complicates the pattern, click click-a-click-tap-tap-tap, in which Shawn mimicked with BANG BANG BANG STOMP STOMP STOMP. Gus winces, but they continue, both trying to outdo the other until their game is rudely interrupted with cars honking behind them to move.
FOSTER THE PEOPLE | pumped-up kicks
They’re cruising down Main Street, shades on, smoothies on hand, and giving each other fist bumps every five seconds. Shawn wishes for the millionth time that Central Coast Pharmaceuticals had sprung for a convertible, but he makes do with opened windows, feeling the wind beating back his hair before Gus snaps at him to bring his head back into the car.
MYSTERY JETS | half in love with elizabeth
They’re out to pick up some chickens - ladies - Gus corrected, cutting Shawn off before he snaps back that he’s 'heard it both ways'. But with Shawn being a terrible wing man and Gus berating Shawn’s every other choice, by 10 pm they stop their slap fight to order some drive-thru at ChikFilA and sulk it out.
RODRIGO Y GABRIELA | diablo rojo
They’re tailing a suspect who’s just got the idea that he’s being followed. Shawn’s gunning the gas pedal, with Gus double and triple checking that the seatbelt is securely fastened around him. A high-speed pursuit in a quiet suburban neighborhood at 4 am was not one of Burton’s ideas of a great night out, but he’s gritting his teeth, holding onto the grab handle for dear life and not trusting himself to say anything lest he breaks Shawn’s concentration.
“Hey, what do you think about going to see Eat, Pray, Lov-“
“SHAWN!”
“Alright, alright,” Shawn muttered peevishly, as he gripped the steering wheel and twisted it enough to turn a 180 degrees, “just thought we should plan ahead.”
DAS POP| fool for love (sebastian remix)
It’s tense: Lassiter just berated them for the millionth time for almost getting killed, making the department look foolish, and how Spencer is a “damn fraud”, before storming off in a huff to the patrol car. They recollect themselves, watching the car roll away, and wait for an excruciating 2.5 seconds before they crank up the volume and start jamming away with another case solved.
GABIN | bang bang to the rock ‘n’ roll
They’ve ingested way too many pineapple smoothies for this trip to Portland, knowing full well the consequences of doing so on a road trip and the inevitable need to go to the bathroom every 30 minutes, but for now, they’re enjoying a well-deserved vacation.
SUSAN BOYLE | i dreamed a dream
Shawn’s not ashamed that he’s watched the youtube video at least 20 times and cried every single time. Gus really couldn’t blame him-he had tears in his eyes as he watched over Shawn’s shoulder for all 20 times as well, but now he’s feeling like crying for a completely different reason as Shawn tries for a falsetto, fails, and simply compensates by squawking even louder. Gus pops out the CD, rolls down the window and chucks it out, not even caring that he was the one who bought it or that it nearly clipped a jogger in the head-nothing was worth listening to Shawn slog through that song like he was planning to kill it and throw its mangled corpse off a cliff.
Shawn wouldn’t talk to him for the rest of the day.
KASKADE | fire in your shoes
"GUS!"
He clamps down, trying to keep the sides of his mouth from curling up as Shawn storms into the Psych office.
"Yes, Mr. Spencer, how may I help you?"
"That-- I---" Shawn is pointing outside, flapping his jaw and turning more and more red, stamping his feet: the same he has done since they were kids.
"The least you could do was paint it green!" Shawn finished with a flourish, a one finger salute, and the slam of the door(sad, really, that he had resort to that). Gus merely shrugs, opens up the day's newspaper and out of the corner of his eye watches a purple motorcycle with pink flowers roar away.
VAMPIRE WEEKEND | horchata
Shawn has little paper umbrellas tucked on behind both ears; Gus has a straw stuffed up in each nostril. They’re both slightly, slightly inebriated, and Shawn nearly hits a tree and they both laugh like it’s the funniest thing ever.
(Later, they stop, call up Lassie, wheedle a ride home out of him, and snort and giggle all the way home, while the detective tries to keep his fingers away from taking out his gun and shooting them both in the head.)
DAS POP | never get enough
"Why are we doing this?"
"Another round, my dear Gustson," Shawn said, spraying dorito crumbs onto the car floor.
The other man sighed, and did another doughnut in the SBPD parking lot, and another, and another.
"See, isn't this just soooo much better than going to Six Flags and standing in all those lines? Cheaper too!"
"Shawn, I am going to throw up, if I don't manage to open the door in time, I'll make sure that the remains of my jerk chicken lands on you."
Shawn laughs, but he edges closer to the car door, just in case.
TOKYO POLICE CLUB | favourite colour
They’re discussing throwback music, sniping barbs and underhanded insults in the way that best friends get to do knowing that there’s very little they can say to offend each other anymore. Until Shawn brings up that time when they were seven years old, visiting New York City for the first time and Gus managed to get lost in the subways. Henry and the Gusters' had to track him down by following his supersonic sobbing.
Gus wouldn't talk to him for the rest of the day.
PAROV STELAR | the mojo radio gang (clubversion)
"Oh man, this is so cool, guys, thanks!" Shawn and Gus both look at each other, before turning around fully to see Hornstock in the backseat, rubbing his hands over the seats and staring around his cramped quarters like it was Buckingham's Palace.
"This is how you live the high life, my friend," Shawn says, making a surfer hand sign in which Hornstock quickly parroted, eager to please. Gus grabbed Shawn's collar and hissed, "Can we please just go to the food truck, get him something and leave him there? I feel like I should be feeding him doggy treats and bacon bites."
"Aw Gus, I thought you always wanted a dog."
"I did, but I didn't bring any newspapers to lay down and I'm afraid he's going to start shedding back there, amongst other things," Gus snipes back, throwing the car in reverse and backing out of the parking spot, intent on getting down to the pier as fast as humanly possible.
SUPER MASH BROS. | testarossas for everyone!
IMPROMPTU DANCE PARTY! They’re both on the roof of the car, parked in the SBPD parking lot, doing some weird combination of the robot, krumping, and river dancing. They’ve built up a rather large crowd by now, mixed with civilians and police officers who’re cheering them on. By the time Lassie and Jules pull in from their all-night stake out, they bust out the real moves. Shawn slips and almost falls off, and Gus really does fall off, but it’s worth it when they see Juliet laughing and Lassie smiling (most likely at the tumble), before quickly covering it up with a scowl.
MIIKE SNOW | animal
They're both stunned.
Shawn cranes his neck for a better look, only to be slapped by Gus and pushed out of the way so that Gus could get an even better look. But no, there it was: Henry Spencer, coming out of Michaels with several shopping bags worth of glitter, glue, and glimmer.
"Why does your dad look like he just bought an entire rainbow?"
"Either the TV is stuck on the HGTV channel and he can't find the remote or he's finding his inner muse. You thinking what I'm thinking?"
Gus starts the ignition and starts following the truck slowly, tailing about 2 cars behind. "Yes I do." There might be cupcakes again.
FEIST | sea lion woman (chromeo remix)
Shawn’s taking his sweet ass time to get back to the car: bouncing, almost skipping to the car, greeting everyone in sight. Gus checks his watch, grimacing at the fact that he’s now ten minutes late with his appointed meeting with Dr. Clay. His eyes narrow, as he watches Shawn detour at the very last second and gliding towards Lassiter and Jule’s car, chatting them up as if his best friend isn’t losing hundreds of dollars by the second. After another ten minutes, he vaults away, jerking a thumb towards the Echo. He gives a wink to Jules, an even bigger wink to Lassiter, and strolls off, his cool exit coming to a crashing halt when he realizes that Gus has locked him out and now proceeding to drive out of the parking lot.
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