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Pineapple (or Lack Thereof)

Shawn Spencer was miserable. He hadn't tasty the golden, sweet, fruity goodness in three days. Why had he stopped eating it? Well, it all started with a bet...

Shawn was working on a case with Juliet. Gus was on another company retreat, so Shawn didn't have a partner. Lassie had the flu (although why a virus would want to attack him, Shawn didn't know) and had been forced to stay home, so Juliet didn't have a partner. They'd been put together and given a case, and now they were working on it at the Psych office.

Or, rather, Juliet was working on it. Shawn was too busy enjoying his pineapple smoothie.

"Shawn, this case needs to be solved. Can you please come help me?" she asked, a tone of exasperation creeping into her voice.

Shawn rolled his chair next to hers and tried to focus on the crime scene pictures. It was quite difficult with Juliet sitting so close next to him. He took another noisy slurp of his smoothie to try and clear his head.

"You know, I bet you couldn't go a week without pineapple," Juliet said suddenly, a challenge clearly written across her face.

Shawn, never one to back down from a challenge, replied immediately. "You're on. I will go one week without tasting pineapple. If I win, you have to go on a date with me."

Juliet faltered a little, but nodded. "Okay, fine."

"And if you win?"

"I don't know yet. Let me think about it."

"Fine." They shook hands. Juliet quickly snatched the smoothie from Shawn's hands and threw it in the trashcan.

"Hey! I wasn't done with that!"

"Your pineapple fast begins now. Good luck."

He barely made it through that first day. He kept finding himself making detours to the smoothie shop and it took everything he had to turn and leave. He was craving the flavor.

The next day he called Gus.

"What is it, Shawn? I only have a few minutes."

"Can you go into withdrawal for food?"

"What? I don't know. Why are you asking?"

"I haven't eaten pineapple for two days."

"What? Are you serious?"

"Juliet and I made a bet. If I go a week without pineapple, she'll go on a date with me."

"Wow." Gus was impressed. "Good luck." He hung up.

"Gus! You didn't answer my question! Gus?"

The third day was a little better, though the temptation was still great. He walked into the station to give Juliet a report.

"Three days without pineapple!" He announced proudly.

A flicker of fear crossed Juliet's face. He was doing better than she thought. "You still have four days left."

"Piece of cake."

As she left with Shawn for the Psych office, Juliet decided she would have to make things more difficult for him.

They were working on their case again when she made her move. Shawn was concentrating on crime scene photos when she reached into her bag and pulled out pineapple-flavored chapstick.

Shawn saw her pull out a tube of chapstick, but didn't really take notice of it until she uncapped the tube. The tantalizing scent of tropical fruit wafted through the air and reached his nose. He groaned. Of course she had pineapple chapstick. She couldn't make this easy for him. She carefully applied it on her lips, then stowed it in her bag. She returned to the case file. The smell still lingered in the air, taunting Shawn. He stared at her lips, crime scene photos forgotten. He couldn't take this any more. He needed pineapple.

Juliet was watching Shawn out of the corner of her eye. The chapstick was producing the desired effect. Shawn couldn't concentrate, and she guessed that he would break any moment. Suddenly, she felt his hand on her arm as he yanked her around to face him. She squeaked. His face was a lot closer than he thought.

"I can't take it anymore," he whispered huskily. He crushed her lips with his.

Juliet's mind was reeling. She hadn't imagined that he would react like this. She just thought he'd go buy a pineapple, or get a smoothie. Not kiss her.

But she wasn't complaining. He was kissing her hungrily, and she felt that she was slowly being devoured. Her brain was slowly turning to mush. All she could think about was kissing him. All she wanted to do was kiss him.

Finally, he broke away. The only thing she could think to say was, "You lost the bet."

"I guess I did," he said softly. His gaze was unreadable as he tried to gauge her reaction. "What were your conditions?"

Juliet thought for a moment. "Dinner? With me?"

Shawn's face split into a smile. "Done. Now, I want more pineapple." He leaned in for another kiss.

Juliet realized that she'd probably only use the pineapple chapstick from now on.

A/N: Yet another dose of fluff for all us Shules junkies.

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