Mark hopped back to the hospital on his left leg while Alexnut sang twinkle twinkle little star from his pocket. (He was very excited because he had just realised that it had the same tune as the alphabet song). Mark quickly ran to the OR, stopping only once to steal a bed sheet from an elderly patient and put it on like a cape.

"Derek?" he asked, confused, as a Dereklike figure scrubbed in ready for a lobotomy on a middle aged turkey. Mark edged into the room, his eyes wide and a huge smile on his face. He looked like a child on Christmas morning. He ran up to Derek rugby tackled him to the floor and thrust his face into Derek's awesome hair.

As soon as he sniffed, he knew something was wrong.

"I do declare that this hair smells not of herbal essences, but of sweat!" Angrily, he ripped at the hair and Derek's face fell off!

This revealed a rather peeved Meredith underneath.

"NO!" she screamed, sounding like a garbage disposal. "I"MMMMMMMMMMM !"

Mark eyed her as if she was a particularly smelly foot. "Um….. vot is going on?" he said, his accent becoming Ukrainian for no apparent reason.

"I killed Derek, because he wouldn't buy me a pet elephant and then I decided to dress up as him and perform complex neurosurgery. When you two had the shrimp conversation, I was hiding in the toilet cubicle pointing a bazooka at his head. The shrimp was, in fact, a shrimp. "

Mark's face looked almost as surprised as when he found out that Callie was a werewolf.

"And I would have got away with it too, if it weren't for you meddling doctors!"

Suddenly Alexnut catapulted himself from Mcsteamy's pocket, wielding a very, very small sub machine gun.

"DIE, FOUL WENCH! He roared.