Scrubs
My Idea Of The Norm
So, I've been told the midget's name is Randell. Yes. Randell. I'm, uh... Probably not gonna change that though...
Haha, it's weird that people always expect angsty stories in the Scrubs sections... Gosh, learn to laugh, folks!! LEARN TO LAUGH! And, review. 'Cause I love you guys.
I think Perry's alittle OOC in this chapter. Tell me if I'm wrong?
Disclaimer: I do not own Scrubs.
Jordan and Perry always walked quickly. Max noticed this quickly after she met them. It was almost a little too difficult to keep up! And they always talked about her as if she wasn't there...
"So, what are we gonna do about the little bugger?" Perry asked, keeping his eyes forward.
"Well, that's one way to say 'Max'," the teen mumbled, struggling to keep up with the speed-walking adults.
"Well, I intend to take her in. Feed her, and stuff. Pet her. Like a little lap dog, y'know?" Jordan smiled. "Oh, and by the way, we gotta get Ben's will."
"Why?" Perry asked, making a sharp turn. Jordan fallowed. Max got off track.
"Reverse. Bloop, bloop, bloop, bloop." Max backed up, and ran around the corner, catching up to them. She tapped Perry's shoulder. "'Cause my dad wrote about me in his will!" She smiled brightly.
"How do you figure?" Perry asked, heading out the front door.
Max shrugged. "I dunno... I just assumed that any father that has children writes about them in their will."
"Even if they didn't know they were gonna die?"
Max laughed, sarcastically. "People write wills all the time, Per-Per! Don't be silly!"
Perry glanced back at her, still walking forward. "Per-Per?" he asked.
"Yeah, I'm tryin' it out." She grinned. "How's it sound?"
The familiarity of this child was almost perplexing to Perry. She was... interesting. Perry had a feeling that they'd get along just fine.
He smiled. "Pretty good."
Final Will & Testament of Ben Sullivan
Per-Per gets the cameras! Hands off Danni! But Danni can have my shoes. Ha! Not really... Those go down with me. Percival Cox can also have every picture ever taken by me.
Jordan Sullivan, if you ever happen to figure out about any child that's mine or something and there's no one else around, take care of them. Do not ignore this.
Danni Sullivan, you can have my wardrobe. As if you really want it.
John Dorian, you get my notebook. It has just about every girl in every movie that has ever been naked.
"Well, that was easy..." Jordan mumbled.
Perry stared out the window of his car, keeping his eyes on the road but not really concintrating. "That was dumb."
"That was the most informal Will I've ever seen in my life," Max cut in.
"And how many Wills have you seen in your life, you little weirdo?" Perry asked, the car slowing to turn into the parking lot of his apartment complex.
Max raised her eyebrows, allowing a small grin to form on her lips. "Enough," she said.
"Well, that's a little creepy," Jordan said, sliding out of the car and slamming the door. Perry did the same, leaving the teen in the car without a warning of them exiting.
After stumbling her way out of the car, she caught up with Jordan and Perry, panting. "Okay," she mumbled. "Steal-toe boots... No good for running after you speed demons..."
"Well, then we'll have to get you some tennis shoes, won't we?" Jordan said, a tad bit sarcastically.
Max tilted her head. "I guess... so..?"
No doubt that confused her. So, her father had said he wanted her to be watched over by Jordan, if anything happened to her mother, as strange and blunt as it was to be in a Will. But, would they?
The walk up the stairs seemed longer than it was. An awkward silence stretched across the stroll. Max found it awkwad at least. But, then again, she did enjoy talking. Jordan and Perry seemed to find it comfortable. These two had kids? Those children must be a mess...
Perry swung open the door to his apartment. "Welcome to the humble home," he said.
Max peered inside. "It seems very... antiseptic..."
Jordan looked at her. "You were just in here this morning!"
"I know... But still! I literally feel like if i stepped in here, I'd be cured of any cold or flu that I might have..."
Perry rolled his eyes walking into the house. Jordan fallowed him, and Max fallowed her.
"She can sleep on the couch tonight. We'll figure everything out tomorrow." Perry said as he kept walking, turning a corner down a hall.
"Now, where'd that pesky nanny go off to?" Jordan asked, placing a hand on her hip and spinning in a little circle. She shrugged. "Probably left as soon as the kids fell asleep..."
"Aaaw, crap!" Perry's voice could be heard throughout the house and probably into the hall.
Jordan rolled his eyes, starting in the direction Perry went in. Max followed close behind.
Inside Jack and Jennifer's room, the two children Max and briefly met be for Jordan dragged her to the hospital, Jack sat in Jennifer's crib, sticking various sticky-notes on her face.
Jordan shook her head. "We have got to fire that nanny!"
Carla leaned over the counter of the nurse's station. "You know," she began, looking at Max, "You look just like your father."
Max smiled a somewhat fake smile. "Uh, thanks. I've been hearing that a lot lately..."
She slid her camera from around her wrist and turned to JD. "Hey, check out this picture!" she said.
Perry stared from somewhat of a distance, standing with Jordan. "She acts just like him," he said.
Jordan tilted her head, her arms crossed over her stomach. "Yeah, sorta," she mumbled. "Oh, by the way, Danni came into town yesterday too."
"Oh. Did she meet Max?"
As if called on cue, Danni walked towards the nurse's station at that moment. "Hi JD. Hi Max."
JD and Max looked up from the camera, both making faces at her. "Hi JD. Hi Max," they mocked with squeaking voices. Max flailed her arms and JD rolled his neck.
"Yeah, she did. Didn't go too well..."
Perry sighed. "Obviously." He whistled. "Newbie! Did you do your rounds?"
JD rolled his eyes, smirking at him. "Listen, Perry," he said.
"What?" Perry snapped.
"I mean... Dr. Cox... I am an attending now. I don't make stupid resident mistakes like forgetting to do rounds anymore."
And intern past by, throwing a clipboard at JD. "Hey, Dr. Dorian. I finished your rounds for you."
"I get my interns to do them and get them extra pudding at lunch."
Perry rolled his eyes. "Go check on your patients, you idiot..."
Max hissed in a breath. "Ooh, idiot! That's a little... extreme seeing as he's been a doctor for six years."
Heads turned towards her. "How'd you know that?" JD asked, suspiciously.
Max pressed two fingers against her temples. 'I can read minds,' her voice said in my mind.
"Wow... What did I have for lunch yesterday!"
'Dog food.'
JD blinked. "You're amazing!"
Max raised an eyebrow. "Well, that nice man there told me," she said with a fake british accent, pointing into the distance.
Now, heads turned the way of her finger. The Janitor walked by, sweeping a big broom across the floor, bug headphones on his ears. "Take a look at my girlfriend," he sang, quietly. "She's the only one I got.. Da da dada!"
He froze, looking at the faces staring at him. "What?" he asked. "I can't like rap-rock sounds of Gym Class Heroes? It's cause I'm a janitor, isn't it?" He lifted his broom and hit JD in the shin with it.
"Ow!" he screamed, falling onto the floor.
"Well, let that be a lesson to you," Janitor said, walking off. he stopped next to Max. "Psst... JD likes to wear thongs..."
Max chocked back a laugh and gave him a thumbs up.
"What are we going to do?" Perry asked. "We already have two kids. And, now this girl shows up."
Jordan lay back on the couch. "I'm gonna do what Ben wants. I'm gonna do what's in his will and take her in."
"Jordan," Perry said. "There's no way we can take care of Jack, Jennifer, Max, andstill have money for your botox and what-not."
Jordan gave him a look that said 'Now, seriously, Perry. I will get those things. Even if I have to resort to prostitution.'
"She has to go."
"I'm keeping her."
"She has to go."
"I'm keeping her."
"Oh, goodie! I'm a puppy dog now!" Max smiled, plopping down on the couch.
Perry and Jordan looked at her. She stared at her camera, then back to them. "Oh, please continue," she said. "And I'm voting for keep her." She grinned again, taking a picture of them. "But, y'know, it's your choice."