Summary: Gus remembers one of the very first moments in which he really believed Shawn would be his best friend for life. Shawn and Gus friendship fluff.

A/N: If you're looking for some simple and easy friendship fluff to pull you up from an angst-filled finale, or to pull you up from the recent onslaught of've come to the right place. Total cuteness with a flashback to Young Shawn and Gus. This is yet another fic that has been lounging on my computer for forever. This was posted primarily because if I didn't post something Shawn-related to balance out my obsession with Lassie, Shawn was going to hit me in the head with a pineapple. And not let me keep it.

Gus sat in the computer chair at the Psych office - he was paying some bills online and was somewhat patiently waiting for Shawn to show up.

Eventually, Shawn burst into the room, holding the strings of around ten inflated balloons - all of which said Happy Birthday on them. They bounced as he walked.

"Bout time you showed up. Whose birthday is it?" asked Gus as a way of greeting.

"Juliet's, of course! And we're going to surprise her at the station with these balloons."

Shawn went up to Gus and grabbed his arm. Before Gus could protest, Shawn had very carefully tied a balloon around his wrist. "There you go, Buddy. Perfect. Now let's go."

Something about the balloon on his wrist caused Gus the sensation of deja vu, but it wasn't until he was in the car that he remembered.

The memory was fuzzy and faded, but it was there.

Henry Spencer had taken Shawn and Gus to the carnival. They couldn't have been more than five years old at the time. Both kids had been having fun, and Henry was in an especially good mood. He bought both of them balloons, and Gus held onto his with a tight grip - he really didn't want to lose it.

But the carnival was crowded, and an older kid accidentally bumped Gus and knocked him to the ground.

"Sorry, Kid." said the older boy, and he helped Gus up. He was unhurt, but he had let go of the balloon during the fall and it was already far out anyone's reach. Gus watched it float higher and higher into the sky. He felt sick and sad. He kind of wanted to cry...

Shawn looked at Gus and saw how upset he was. Shawn tilted his head with concern. He looked at his own balloon, then at Gus, then back again.

Then Shawn smiled and grabbed Gus's wrist. He quickly and carefully tied his own balloon around it. "Here you go. You can have mine."

Gus was very surprised at the gesture, and he couldn't believe how awesome his best friend could be. "Thanks, Shawn!"

"No problem, Buddy."

Back in the present, Gus and Shawn had arrived at the police station. Shawn wrestled with the balloons as he got out of the car, and Gus watched in amusement.

"Hey, Gus?" said Shawn as he finished his struggle and closed the car door. "Do you think Juliet will let me give her the customary 29 birthday spankings?"

Gus smirked. "I wouldn't recommend suggesting it. She'll probably shoot you."

"Oh, no worries. I'll just tell her you suggested it."

"The hell you will."

"Sounds like a challenge."

"I will slap you, Shawn."

"Fine, I won't do it. Thanks for spoiling my fun."

"No problem, Buddy."

A/N: Reviews are much-loved. ;)