Ah, yes. I'm back with the humor. This little deal was inspired mostly by the book Fluke, or I Know Why the Humped Whale Sings, by Christopher Moore. I basically lifted part of the text and changed it around and capped on a beginning, an end, and part of a middle.

Yeah!

Disclaimer: Not mine.


The problem, right now, was that, while it wasn't a quiet day, it was most certainly boring, and Alex Karev was in need of amusement.

He sought to alleviate this problem by seeking out the attendings of the floor, which led him to a small gathering of Cristina, Preston Burke, and Izzie. Apparently, there was one surgery scheduled in an hour.

"Dr. Burke," said Alex. "Can I scrub in?"

Burke rubbed his eyes. "Nobody is scrubbing in."

"I'm scrubbing in," Cristina said teasingly. Alex made a gesture that said 'she's scrubbing in?'

"You can only scrub in if you're sleeping with Burke," Izzie whispered to him. She leaned away, smiling.

"Please, can I scrub in?"

"Nobody is scrubbing in," Burke repeated adamantly.

"I'm scrubbing in," said Cristina.

"You have to sleep with Burke to scrub in."

"How come Cristina gets to scrub in?" Alex asked.

"Nobody is scrubbing in!" A vein was threatening to break out of Burke's forehead.

"I'm scrubbing in," Cristina said anyway.

"You have to sleep with Burke to scrub in," Izzie said again.

"If I sleep with Izzie can I scrub in?"

"Nobody is scrubbing in!" Burke yelled, as though that was going to stop it.

"Nobody is sleeping with Izzie," said Izzie.

"I sleep with Izzie," Cristina interjected.

There was a full minute of perfect silence, which was ended abruptly by Derek Shepherd walking up with something in his hands.

"Dr. Stevens, excellent. I have a patient who just gave these to me for safekeeping. He doesn't trust himself to leave them in his room. Hold his balls for me, will you?" He handed Izzie a pair of Chinese medicine balls, which jangled as they moved. "They have little bells in them." Derek stopped talking long enough to look up and see the strained laughter on Cristina's face. "What?"

Cristina flung an arm around Izzie. "See? That's why we gotta stick together." She steered the tall blonde away from the group, and the other two conversationalists walked away in separate directions, muttering to themselves.

Derek Shepherd frowned. "What?" He asked the world at large.


Yesh.

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