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This is just something I've been playing with during my Nursing class. So much easier than listening to my Professor talk about Psychology when she's not the one majoring in it.

Ch. 1

"Bobbo!" Perry grinned as he nudged the Chief of Medicine's door close with his foot, his eyes never leaving the uninterested face of the older man. He took a few steps towards the overly priced desk and waited for Kelso to stop eyeing the two muffins in his hand as though they were the two most expensive Korean hookers he had to choose from. Clearing his throat after what Perry felt was a good half millennium, but was only a minute, Dr. Kelso sighed, but refused to move his gaze from the muffins in his hands.

"What is it this time, Perry?" Kelso asked as he brought the muffin in his right hand to his mouth, mulling over the taste as he took a small bite. Shaking his head, he bit into the one in his left hand, his eyes slid shut as a smile spread across his lips. Perry swore he could hear the sounds of some poor third world country being blown to pieces. The Devil works in mysterious ways. Paige's voice mocked in his head, causing Perry to smirk at the idea.

Finally raising his gaze to the man standing in front of him, Kelso carelessly dropped the unwanted muffin into the garbage. His eyebrows raised as he took in the stance of the red headed man before him. Taking his chance, Perry slid into the uncomfortable chair facing Bob, leaning forward, elbows on his lap as he held his hands at and angle clasped together. Kelso stared at him for a moment, trying to figure out how he could get a picture of this almost pleading pose the mightier than thou doctor had freely thrown himself into.

"Look, Bobbo, I need a favor." Kelso grinned as he realized what would reduce Percival Cox, M.D. to begging. He knew he'd seen this expression before in Harrison's last boy friend's eyes. 'I haven't called Harrison in a few days, I should make sure he's ok after Chris, or Billy, or whatever that last boy's name was broke up.'

"So, what do you say, Bob?" Kelso shook his head for a moment, trying to think of what exactly the other man had asked of him. Inwardly cursing himself for not paying attention to the one time where he would have absolute black mail against the man and instead allowing his mind to go wandering to other thoughts that were unrelated to making the hospital responsible for buying a new flat screen TV for the 'Doctor's lounge'. AKA his office.

"Is this about that anniversary you and Dr. Dorian have coming up?" Perry nodded, his shoulders tense as he waited to see Kelso's reaction. "Mind running this little plan by me once more, Per?" Perry grimaced at the nickname, but nodded.

"I need the kid and his big black girlfriend to be your choice for the next conference." Kelso raised an eyebrow as he leaned back in his chair, taking another bite from his blueberry muffin.

"The New York convention was supposed to be for Dr.s Quinlan and Mickhead." Kelso smirked as his eyebrows returned to their normal menacing place. "Isn't that the same time that the interns rejoice? We all know that's your equivalent to Edith being at 'fat camp'." Perry shrugged. " If you're breaking up with the kid, this is one hell of a send off, Perry." Kelso signed before he nodded in agreement. "Inform Dr. Reid that she will cover your patience in the day and make sure that Mickhead knows that he will have your night shift." Perry smiled as he stood.

"Can we make sure they don't know about the shift until after JD's on the plane?" Kelso nodded. Turning Perry quickly walked to the door, stopping with his hand on the door knob. "I appreciate this, Bobbo. But you are aware that Jordan has my soul in that trophy case so I can't give it to you." Kelso shook his head, his eyes once again focused on his muffin.

"Only way she'd give your testicles to the kid, no?" Both men chuckled at the light joke, before Kelso settled to glare at him. "Now get out of here so I can have some time without annoying gay men."

Hope you guys enjoyed, this will be a relatively short story, but still its kind of just fluffy goodness