Hey guys! I am back for now with a new chapter of Our Janitor! Sorry for the long hiatus! I've had hardly time on the internet, since first, my brother destroyed his computer. Then I came back to my home state a month back and the internet at my house is inaccessible. So here I am, at the library!! Thank you all for being so patient with me! Please also thank Twilight Power for his edit! And now, the disclaimer!

Disclaimer: Just to remind you all, Hurky doesn't own anything about Scrubs. Now please enjoy the story.

Kelso's POV

By the time I left the Janitor's room I was still rubbing my stomach. No one will ever find out that the cake actually cost 1,200 dollars! Now, where's my milk?

After walking all the way over to the nurse's station I finally found my carton of milk sitting on one of the counters. I picked up the carton, but it felt very light. I groaned.

"What are you looking for, Dr. Kelso?" asked Nurse Roberts, who looked up from her computer screen.

"My milk!" I replied.

"Milk?" asked Dr. Turkelton, raising an eyebrow and his voice a little bit.

I sighed. "It's empty!" I said in an irritated voice. I glared at him. "Weren't you with Dr. Cox just now?"

"Carla sent me to get some papers and junk," Turkelton explained, holding up a small stack of papers and a folder.

"It's 12:00. Shouldn't you be in surgery?" I asked him.

"Don't have one until 3 today." Turk replied.

"Well, anyway, the Janitor's awake now. In the meantime, make yourself useful and go get me some more milk!" I yelled, losing my patience, due to lack of milk. "Ted's nowhere to be found right now. I don't know why." At that point, I stormed off, looking for milk. It seriously shouldn't be this hard to get some milk around here

No POV

Meanwhile, Doug was in the morgue, licking on a cherry flavored lollipop, checking the drawers to make sure everyone in them was in place. Lately, there have been thefts of cadavers to play pranks on people. He opened one drawer to find Ted, sleeping in it.

"AHHH!!" screamed Doug, dropping his lollipop.

Ted woke up and saw Doug screaming and jumping, which caused him to scream as well.

"DON'T KILL ME!!" Ted cried.

"Ted, what are you doing here?" Doug asked, panting for air.

"I accidentally ate the Janitor's chocolate cherry ice cream bar and he said that he would be looking for me today, February 22nd!" Ted explained as he sat up and rubbed his head.

Doug snickered. Ted was bewildered.

"What?" he asked.

"Didn't you hear?" Doug asked with a laugh. "Janitor passed out earlier this morning. He had to be treated for poison inhalation. He's in a room right now."

Ted stared at him with a blank expression. His silence was broken when The Todd walked in and slammed the doorway with his hand. Ted yelped.

"Hey, fellas!" The Todd announced excitedly. "Janitor's calling us over to his room for a Brain Trust meeting!"

"Todd, you do remember that we all have Brain Trust beepers," Doug told him, "why did you have to come all the way down here?"

"Oh, well, someone very near to me died today in surgery and I wanted to pay my respects," The Todd replied.

"Aw, sorry to hear that," Doug said, "who was it?"

"Some hot, blonde chick," The Todd told him. "Is she in here, by any chance?" Todd pulled open the drawer nearest to him to reveal a blonde woman with a tag on her right, big toe. As soon as he saw her, she shoved her back in.

"Wasn't the matter?" Doug asked him?

"Not hot enough," The Todd said, disappointed. "You don't mind if I look around, do ya? Cool, thanks!" he said without waiting for a reply. Doug and Ted exchanged glances of uneasiness as The Todd looked frantically for the deceased blondie.