Swish. Swish. Swish.

"Shawn."

Swish. Swish. Swish.

"Shawn!"

Swish. Swish. Swish.

Gus reached out and ripped the soda bottle from his friend's hands.

"Guuuuuuuussss." Shawn whined.

"You're going to shake it up too much!"

Shawn clicked his tongue. "Man, come on! I'm so bored."

"There's only ten more minutes before the fireworks start, just be patient!"

His only response was another click of his tongue. He looked around for something new to keep him preoccupied.

"Buzz!"

Shawn jogged to the officer who was sitting on a blanket with his wife. Gus didn't see him swipe the soda bottle as he got up.

Swishswishswishswishswish.

"Hey, Shawn! Here to watch the show?"

"Yeah, Jules is supposed to be meeting us soon."

"Cool! Hey. Franny and I are having a little party at out house later, want to meet up there after the fireworks?"

Shawn smiled widely. "Will there be food?"

"Would you expect any less?" Francine smiled back.

"Sweet! I'm going to go tell Gus!"

Swishswishswishswishswish.

"Hey, buddy! Buzz and Franny invited us-"

POP.

Gus shrieked as an explosion of fizzy Pineapple Fanta doused him its sticky goodness.

Shawn winced as Gus gave him the deadliest look he could summon.

"Uh... Oops?"