A/N: Yay, another update! No warnings for this one. Just a little light cutesy type thing. Very short. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Psych and all related characters do not belong to me... I do own the first season on DVD tho.

# 7 - Heaven

In all of Shawn Spencer's seven years of life he had never seen anything quite so odd looking as the object now residing on the counter of his kitchen. It was a yellow-brown, oval-type spiky thing. Furthermore it had a bunch of green leaves growing out of it.

Shawn frowned. He hadn't thought leaves grew off of anything but trees and bushes. Certainly not strange shaped spiky balls. That were yellow no less.

His father, however, had unpacked it from the grocery bag as though it were the most ordinary thing in the world. Finally he could contain himself no longer. He had to know what it was.

"Dad?"

"Hmm?" Henry muttered distractedly, concentrating on putting the rest of the groceries away.

"What is this?" Shawn asked, pointing to the spiky thing with a head of green.

"Pineapple," Henry grunted, glancing at it and then going back to the groceries.

Pineapple. Shawn rolled the word around in his head, considering it. He liked the sound of it.

"Is it food?"

"Of course it's food, Shawn. A fruit to be exact," Henry said, finishing with the groceries and turning to look at his son. "Haven't you ever had pineapple?"

Mutely, Shawn shook his head, still looking at the weird looking fruit. "Can I try some now?"

"You can wait for supper time. Then, yes, you may," Henry told him firmly. "Why don't you go outside until then?"

Once outside as his father had suggested all Shawn could think about was the pineapple inside and what such an odd looking thing would taste like. When his father finally called him in to wash up he was practically bouncing with excitement. Finally sitting down at the table he watched as his dad gave him some of the long awaited fruit and, at long last, he lifted a piece of it up to try.

From the moment it touched his lips he knew. Having that slice of pineapple in his mouth was like being thrust into heaven and he knew it would always be his favorite food.

"Good?" Henry asked, watching him.

"It's the best thing I've ever tasted!" Shawn declared, eagerly reaching for more.