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Author's Chapter Notes:
Categories: Pre-Season
Genres: Fluff, Humor
Warnings: None

9-year-old Shawn stuck his head around the corner of the doorway. His best friend was sitting at the kitchen table, intently bent over… something. Shawn couldn’t tell what from where he was standing - although he did have a pretty good idea.

“Gus!” he exclaimed, coming up beside the other boy. “Whatcha doin’?”

Gus jumped at the sudden voice, then turned his less-than-impressed gaze on Shawn. “Don’t scare me like that,” he complained. “I’m trying to concentrate.”

“On what?” Shawn poked at the pile of red construction paper Gus had neatly assembled beside him.

“You know what, Shawn. Tomorrow is Valentine’s Day, and I’m trying to get this heart shape perfect.” Gus made a face as he put down his scissors and unfolded the paper in his hands. “But they keep coming out crooked! I can’t give Valerie a lopsided Valentine!”

“Sure you can,” Shawn shrugged. “Just tell her it’s unique.”

Gus wrinkled his nose. “That won’t work.” He sighed. “And then I have to make the rest of my cards too… this is gonna take forever.”

Shuffling through the stack of discarded attempts, Shawn held one up. “This looks like a pineapple!”

“Pineapples have nothing to do with Valentine’s Day, Shawn,” Gus said, shaking his head.

Unfazed, Shawn reached for the scissors. “Well, not usually. But they could too have something to do with it. And then you’d really have the uniquiest cards out of everybody!”

“‘Uniquiest’ isn’t a word,” Gus corrected.

Shawn made a face. “It could be.”


“Look!” Shawn proudly held up the red paper in his hand.

Gus had to admit that did kind of resemble something like the fruit in question. If he squinted anyway.

With a nod of decision, Shawn reached for one of the markers that Gus had lined up on the table in front of him. “Look, dude, just add a few lines here and there, and you have a Valentine’s Day pineapple! I guarantee you’re going to get noticed with this baby!” He grinned widely. “Here, I can help you!”

He was right, Gus had to admit. And if his cards got noticed more than the others… “Okay, fine. But I’m making Valerie’s pineapple.”

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