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Dr. Arizona Robbins, head of Paediatric Surgery, rubbed her eyes tiredly as she collected her thoughts. She took a deep breath and without looking up, addressed the only other occupant in the doctors' lounge.
“Y'know,” she started, “I didn't bitch when you removed - no wait... make that stole , since I never got them back - the wheels from my Heelies.” She sighed. “Both times.” The blonde glanced up. “I know how it goes. I was the new kid on the block. I had the coolest shoes in the hospital.” She raised one eyebrow. “Sneaker envy.” She waved her hand dismissively. “It's okay. I understood.”
She began to pace. “And....” She pointed at her listener but didn't stop walking. “I didn't say anything when all my butterfly scrub caps suddenly disappeared and in their place were scrub caps with Budweiser Beer frogs on them.” She grimaced and threw her arms up in the air in exasperation. “Me I thought they were gross, but the kids... they liked them.”
She stopped and turned her attention to the perpetrator. “I didn't complain to anyone when I found my car filled with condom balloons.” She grabbed two handfuls of her hair and screamed, “AARRGGHHH.” Then calmed immediately. “I mean, I can take a joke. But this time, this time you have gone too far. How could you?”
“No, you listen. Twice a month I give a lecture to a class of grade school kids. I try to show them what they may encounter should they ever end up in a hospital. So things won't be so scary.” She shook her head. “I should have known something was up when you volunteered to replace Karev for this one.”
“Yeah, you should have,” the smirk very apparent in the voice.
“How could you? How could you do that to me? Not only did it embarrass me in front of the kids but I also had Dr. Hunt's Residents and the Chief watching. “
“Aw c'mon, Robbins. All I did was switch the oxygen tank for helium. So you sounded like Mighty Mouse for a second. Big deal.”
“Right, and Mrs. Hill, the class' teacher, laughed so hard she inhaled the juice she was drinking which caused her to cough. A cough so intense that she ended up vomiting. All over me. I was the only one trying to help her. You were too busy patting yourself on the back for your joke.”
“You have to admit it was funny?”
“No, no I don't.” She shook her head and bit her lip.
“Oh, so here is where you are going to threaten me with some kind of retaliatory prank? Bring it on, sister. Anything you dish out, I can take.”
“Really? Ya think so?” She tilted her head and smiled. “Well, since Chief Sheppard has apparently been on the receiving end of one too many of your pranks, he agreed to help me with my plan.”
“Derek? Is helping you?” Mark snorted. “He has no imagination.” Dr. Sloan sat back on the couch and crossed his arms. “You can see me shaking in my navy blue scrubs.”
“Your pink scrubs.”
“Are you colored blind? These are navy blue.”
“Yes but starting tomorrow, they will be pink. They will be pink for an entire month.” She grinned. “Yep, all Attendings will be required. That's required as in MAN-DA-TORY , to wear pink scrubs for the next month.”
“What?” Mark squeaked. “Pink?”
“Oh yeah. Not just any pink... no, no, Barbie Pink. The memos are going out now. Don't worry. You get full credit. Since it was your idea.” Then she added in a mutter, “sorta.” Arizona grinned, her dimples prominent. “Yep, the Chief made it very plain in the memo as to who was responsible for the wardrobe change to Barbie Pink. I'm guessing you are going to be a very popular person with the male Attendings this month, Dr. Sloan or should we just call you Malibu Mark?”