Scrubs

My Idea Of The Norm

Phantomviola said it seems impossible for Ben to be mad. But... if someone took your child from you... wouldn't you be mad?

Omg, I'm so upset... I'm not sure if it's a rumor, but Judy Reyes, Zach Braff, and BILL LAWRENCE might all be leaving Scrubs! I can't believe it!

I'm not too happy with this chapter... There wasn't much to say, but I felt it needed to be written. Does that make since??

Disclaimer: If I owned Scrubs, that should wouldn't be have as good as it is now.

"Elliot, what are you doing?" JD stared over Elliot's shoulder, slightly confused.

"It's a list," she said, smiling.

"A list of what...?" JD asked, sitting at the Coffee Bucks table across from her.

"For the party!"

"Right... Elliot, you're almost forty. There's no reason for you to be planning a party for children."

Elliot blinked, a frown growing on her face. "But... I'm only thirty..." She sniffed.

"I know..." he mumbled. "Ever though I'd like to feel better about my own age?!"

"JD you're not that old either!"

"Aren't I, Elliot?! Aren't I!"

"Hey, dudes!"

JD and Elliot turned to see Turk walking in with Max, her arm across his shoulder. She looked confused, like the worst thing had happened to her and she hadn't caught onto it yet.

"Holy frick!" Elliot yelled as they sat down at the table with them.

Max had small, pink circles covering her skin.

"Jiggly-ball," she mumbled. "Never, ever play it..."

"The orderlies tricked her into playing," Turk said.

"Why is there a duck in the coffee place...?" Max asked, dazed.

"Whoa, they really got her," JD mumbled. "Y'know, that reminds me of the time everyone in the hospital got me to play jiggly-ball... It was-"

"JD, no one wants to hear that story," Elliot said, rolling her eyes.

JD frowned. "Max might..."

"'Lil Ben thinks there's a duck in here right now."

"There is!" Max yelled. "It's wearing a little top hat and holding a cane..."

"Per-Per! Guess what!" Max jumped over the back of the couch in the lounge. "I found a room!"

Perry was leaned back on the couch, staring up at the television. "What room?"

"The lunch room," she said, grinning. "It's big enough to hold all the kids and their families if we take out all the chairs and junk. And, we could have, like a buffet in the lunch line!"

He nodded. "Good idea." Perry sat up, staring over at Max. "We can do this. But it's your idea. You have to plan the thing out. I'm not going to help you. Your father didn't usually need help. You don't either."

Is it possible that he didn't see her face drop when he mentioned her father? She half smiled. "Okay."

"Have you thought of a DJ?"

"Not yet."

"What about the food? We could have a buffet."

"Hm. I actually did think of that..."

"Oh, please, 'Lil Ben can I help!?" Elliot fell to her knees in front of Max, holding her hands out in front of her.

Max rolled her eyes. "Tell ya what, Elliot," she said. "You write down every little thought that comes into your head and hand it over to me tomorrow, okay?"

Elliot smiled big. "Aaaw, thank you so much 'Lil Ben!" She hugged her from the floor befor standing up and running off.

Max smiled, quickly, and then faded it to a small grin. She's be gone for, say four seconds?

"You know what you should do?"

Max jumped. She smiled. "Where the heck did you just come from, Carla?"

"I'm an eve's dropper. It's what I do."

"Oh..."

"So, anyways, you should get foods that characterize with Halloween. You know, like instead of spaghetti and meatballs... Eyeballs!"

Max nodded. "Uh, I think every Halloween party has that..."

Jordan stared out the windows of the car. "Excited about getting registered?" she asked Max, sitting in the seat beside her.

Max was dancing to a song on the radio. "Sweet dreams are made of this! Who am I to disagree! I traveled the word and the seven seas! Everybody's searchin' for something!"

"Yeeeaaahhh, let's turn this off..." Jordan flicked off the radio.

Max did the wave. "Catch it, Jordan!"

"I'm driving."

"Catch it!"

"No! I'm driving!"

"Catch it!"

Jordan groaned, waving her arms to one side and sending it back to Max.

"Hell yeah!" Max yelled.

"I hope you're happy with yourself. I could have killed us all."

Max smiled. "Yeah, but I wouldn't put us at risk."

"That was so a risk!"

"Oooohhhh, I'm a cranky lady!"