The Darkest Harmony
Duct Tape
One of the better things I wrote when I was younger. ;D Implied JD/Cox.
"Arms up, D.J. Jesus was dying, not lazy." Jordan was fast at working making J.D. her son's Jesus by making him stand in the middle of the hallway at her and Perry's shared apartment (Dr. Cox was working) and she wanted her son to awake to Jesus. Nobody would ever know why; hell, nobody would want to know why. What Jordan did was a mystery, but everybody would just let it be.
J.D. raised his arms against the wall as Jordan left him, only to return a few seconds later with duct tape.
"Wait, what are you-" Jordan put a long, thick piece of duct tape over his mouth to keep him from talking. He suddenly had a fantasy, unnoticed by Jordan.
Jordan was suddenly standing in front of him, a poor damsel in distress in a frilly pink dress. She had horns on her head, and there was a fiery pit in the background. Laughing crazily, she wrapped J.D. in duct tape until he looked like a duct tape version of Jesus. There were many people with illnesses that came to see him, and all he could do was watch as Jordan took his duct tape casted body and bend it low so his duct tape covered hand could 'bless' them.
J.D. said something unrecognizable in the duct tape when he finally came back to reality, only to find that his fantasy sequence had come true... partly. He was a duct tape Jesus look alike - oh, if only the Janitor could see him now. He'd have a field day with this, what with him being immobilized and such.
"Alright, Hay-Zeus, you just stand here in your little Jesus-meets-duct-tape cast until Perry comes home. Consider it a favor, since he's been absolutely insane these past couple of days because of you." Jordan said, leaving him again to get Jack, then to leave. He heard the door slam, and not being able to move his legs, he tried to hop over to the door... or at least the couch.
He wondered if she had given him long, flowing duct tape hair like Jesus had, and he was positive she did. He never did make it past four hops, though. He fell to the floor, flat on his face, his duct tape cocoon softening the fall. Now all he had to do was wait for somebody to come through the door.
Unknown to him, there was a sticky note on his head that said "Have fun! =)".
"Arms up, D.J. Jesus was dying, not lazy." Jordan was fast at working making J.D. her son's Jesus by making him stand in the middle of the hallway at her and Perry's shared apartment (Dr. Cox was working) and she wanted her son to awake to Jesus. Nobody would ever know why; hell, nobody would want to know why. What Jordan did was a mystery, but everybody would just let it be.
J.D. raised his arms against the wall as Jordan left him, only to return a few seconds later with duct tape.
"Wait, what are you-" Jordan put a long, thick piece of duct tape over his mouth to keep him from talking. He suddenly had a fantasy, unnoticed by Jordan.
Jordan was suddenly standing in front of him, a poor damsel in distress in a frilly pink dress. She had horns on her head, and there was a fiery pit in the background. Laughing crazily, she wrapped J.D. in duct tape until he looked like a duct tape version of Jesus. There were many people with illnesses that came to see him, and all he could do was watch as Jordan took his duct tape casted body and bend it low so his duct tape covered hand could 'bless' them.
J.D. said something unrecognizable in the duct tape when he finally came back to reality, only to find that his fantasy sequence had come true... partly. He was a duct tape Jesus look alike - oh, if only the Janitor could see him now. He'd have a field day with this, what with him being immobilized and such.
"Alright, Hay-Zeus, you just stand here in your little Jesus-meets-duct-tape cast until Perry comes home. Consider it a favor, since he's been absolutely insane these past couple of days because of you." Jordan said, leaving him again to get Jack, then to leave. He heard the door slam, and not being able to move his legs, he tried to hop over to the door... or at least the couch.
He wondered if she had given him long, flowing duct tape hair like Jesus had, and he was positive she did. He never did make it past four hops, though. He fell to the floor, flat on his face, his duct tape cocoon softening the fall. Now all he had to do was wait for somebody to come through the door.
Unknown to him, there was a sticky note on his head that said "Have fun! =)".
