Title: My Hands Are Tied
Rating: G
Characters/Pairings: JD, The Janitor, Dr. Kelso, Carla/ JDJanitor
Description: Glue is always fun.
"I don't pay you to stand around all day. Get back to work!" Dr. Kelso yelled at the janitor who was leaning against the wall casually.
"Yes, sir." The janitor gave a mock salute with his left hand and continued to lean against the wall.
"Good." The elder doctor said and walked away.
The janitor looked around and than finally sighed, "You can relax." He said.
"Oh, thank god." The voice sounded liked JD's.
A pair of legs dangled down in front of the janitor's head and he couldn't help but look up at the helpless doctor hanging from the ceiling by his hands.
He tried to get out of his leaning position, but it didn't quite work out, since his shoulder was kind of stuck to the wall.
"Carla," JD called and wiggled his legs a bit, nearly hitting the janitor in the face, "Carla!"
Nurse Espinosa appeared and took a step back to look at the two, "I'll go call the fire department." She sighed and walked away.
"Why did you do this to me?" JD asked the janitor, looking down at him as best as he could.
"Two reasons: One, because it would be hilarious and two, because—" He stopped talking.
"Because what?" JD yelled at him.
The Janitor flattened back his hair but otherwise said nothing.
"Answer me."
He scoffed and with a quick grunt replied, "And because I don't like you!"
JD groaned, his shoulder starting to ache and his palms starting to burn. "Fine."
The sound of sirens rang throughout the hospital as the two continued to glare at each other.
So sure, he had lied to the younger because he didn't want to tell him the truth. And sure, the only reason why he had glued the man up there in the first place was because he wanted the other to acknowledge a lowly janitor like him.
The janitor smiled as another idea struck him.
Hell, maybe next time he'd glue their hands together!