A/N: My dad made me instant pineapple Jell-O the other day and while eating it this plot bunny attacked me and wouldn't leave me alone until I wrote it out. So without further ado I give you my very first Psych fanfic ever! I hope you like it!

Disclaimer: Not mine. A girl can dream though xD

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The steady beeping and smell of antiseptic told him where he was before he even opened his eyes. Hospital.

What did he get himself into this time to cause a trip to the hospital? Quickly taking a moment he mentally checked himself over trying to find an injury but came up empty. Either he wasn't that hurt, or he was and they had put him on the good stuff. He was hoping for the former, but knowing his luck it was probably the later.

Slowly he cracked his eyes open and was instantly rewarded with a stab of pain going through his head from the brightly lit room. Okay ow that hurt. Slamming his eyelids shut he prepared himself to open them again. This time he blinked rapidly until he was able to open his eyes fully without it hurting. Yep, hospital room.

Slowly he raised his bed into a sitting position, noting that he also had a broken leg to go along with the headache. Well that's going to be annoying. Sighing he looked around the room. Taking in his surroundings his eyes quickly zeroed in on the object sitting on the tray next to him. Could it be? There sitting on the tray was a cup of Jell-O, but not any Jell-O, pineapple flavored Jell-O. Awesome!

Grabbing the cup he tore off the lid and jammed the spoon that was next to it in the Jell-O scooping up a sizable bite and placing it into his mouth. Ahh pineappley goodness. This day just got a whole lot better.

He was halfway through the cup and about to put another spoonful in his mouth when he heard it. Footsteps, but not any footsteps, he recognized these footsteps. Crap. Quickly slamming the bite in his mouth, he savored the last few seconds of peace and quiet and delicious flavor before it was shattered by the person entering his room.

"SHAWN! How many times do I have to tell you to get rid of that death trap you call a bike? One of these days you are going to get in another accident and not be so lucky. "

So that's what happened. Bike crash. That explains the headache and broken leg.

"Hey dad."

"Hey dad? That's all you have to say for yourself? I swear kid you are trying to give me a heart attack! Do you know what it's like to get a call in the middle of the night from the hospital telling you your son was just brought in via ambulance and that they need you to come in and fill out paperwork? No Shawn you don't, because if you did you wouldn't have been so stupid. I mean seriously Shawn, when are you going..."

Realizing his dad was going to keep on ranting, Shawn leaned back against his pillow and got comfortable. Maybe this day wasn't going to get better but at least he had the pineapple Jell-O. Taking another spoonful he plopped it in his mouth. Hey it's the little things in life that count right?

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A/N: That's it! Leave me a review and tell me what you thought about my first Psych fanfic!