Scrubs

My Believablility, Her Forgetfulness

My Most Pointless Chapter Yet

Okay, so this chapter's more about the funny. But, it has a valid point to it. So, don't just skip it, please?

Disclaimer: I don't own Scrubs.


"Yeah, mom. No. I'm at the hospital again. 'Cause I didn't see you at the Ice Cream Parlor, that's why. Well, mom, maybe you shoulda stayed in town while your daughter was getting her tonsils removed! How 'bout them appels?!"

Listening to Miyoko argue with her mom was like listening to two racoons scrape the shingles off of a house.

I looked at Miyoko, who was dressed in a racoon costume. I looked at my clothing. I was wearing a referee's outfit! And, who's roof were we on?!

I raised a small flag above my head. "Okay, Miyoko Chan-chan-chan! On your marks! Get set..."

"Go!" JD yelled at the top of his lungs, throwing his arms into the air. Nurses raised eyebrows at him.

Miyoko pulled her phone away from her ear, covering the receiver with her hand. "You're weird," she said, and the went back to yelling through the receiver.

"Pfft, I'm weird?!" JD said. "Right..."

Turk walked by, and stood next to Miyoko. "Oh, you're weird. You're really weird."

JD rolled his eyes. "Name one time I've done something weird."

Turk raised an eyebrow, leaning agenst the Nurse's station counter. "Well, there was that one time we went to the zoo."

JD stood inside a bird's cage, arms spead wide. "Eagleeeeeeeee!!"

"And, that one time at Burger King."

JD stood at a Burger King's counter, and slammed his fists agenst it. "What do you mean you have a Bug Mac back there? I don't want one of those!" He dug up the deepest voice he could. "GET ME A WHOOPER!"

"And lets not forget when you tried krumping..."

JD walked into Turk and Carla's apartment, arm in a cast. "I had a problem with the dancing."

"And just afew seconds ago."

JD threw his arms into the air and screamed at the top of his lungs. "Go!"

"And..."

"Okay, okay!" JD yelled. "I'm weird! I'm super weird! I'm so weird that I should wear a shirt that says 'Freak' and run around screaming 'I'm a hamster!' I get it!"

Turk gave JD a strange look, eyes narrowing. "'I'm a hamster'...?"

"I guess that was that weird thing you guys were talking about..."

"Yeah," Turk said, walking off.

"Definatly," Miyoko agreed.


"On call, on call. How I like to be on call..." JD mumbled, skipping through the halls.

"What the hell, JD?" Elliot said. "Who likes to be on call? It's the most boring thing ever."

"Do I have to go find my giant clip board, Dr. Reid?"

"I swear if you bring that clip board out again, I'm gonna break it over your head." Elliot pointed a menicing finger at him, narrowing her eyes.

"Fine..." JD mumbled, zipping off.


"And she said she was gonna break this baby-" Turk pulled out his giant Sacred Heart clip board, showing it to Carla "-over JD's head."

"Yeah, and so I was all, 'Oh no you ain't, huney!'" JD yelled, waving his finger back and forth and bobbing out his neck. He sucked his cheek and smacked his lips. "'If you break a thang ova mah head, it's gone be on like Donkey Kong, bitch."

Carla and Turk could only stare. Luckily, Dr. Cox swooped in, right on cue. "Oh-" He pause for dramatic Coxian effect. "my God, Shaniqua. You've finally excepted the little black girl inside of you. I never knew it would happen."

Dr. Cox smiled a small, sarcastic smile, and sniffed. "I'm just so... so proud... Proud of you, by all means. Did you finally get Papa to remove the training wheeles off your bike too? 'Cause that would only make me, hell, all three of us that more proud of you, Juno." He hugged Turk and Carla around the neck befor continuing his rant.

"Now, as wonderful of a time as this must be for you, I'll be having to leave now. I have patients to take care of. However, I do have this for you." Dr. Cox pulled a balled up peice of paper from his pocket and threw it at JD. It hit his chest and fell to the floor just as Dr. Cox was turning and strolling away.

JD picked it up, opening it up. He pressed it agest the wall, straightening it out. Centered, at the top of the paper, the words Sacred Heart Volunteer Application was written.

Under name, was Miyoko Green.

"Miyoko? She can't be a volunteer..." JD mumbled.

Turk and Carla looked at him, but didn't say a word. They knew just how wrong he was.