A young boy named Finn walked into the kitchen to find a pie sitting on the counter. He stopped and stared at it for a minute, he had never seen anything quite as beautiful as this sight right in front of his face. He walked throughout all of the rooms in his house, his mother not in sight. He heads downstairs to take another look at the pie, yet this time he hears his front door open, it was his mother. He eagerly rushes into the living room to greet his mother with a question. "Hello mother, where were you off to this fine evening?" he asks. "I had went to the grocery store to pick up some stuff to make another pie." she replied, with a smile on her face. He quickly took the bags out of her hand and ran into the kitchen, where he then thrown the store items into the trash can. His mother had given him a concerned look, and walked over to take them out and place them on the counter. He was very upset with his mother at this point "you will never replace my pie!" he screams. He then took the pie with him, stamping up the stairs, arriving to his room, where he had stayed the rest of the evening alone with his pie.
