"Out of order?" exclaimed Jeremiah the janitor, "All three? Probably, need plunging," he added with a sigh.
He opened the stall door, and looked at Todd, and frowned. "Damn, footballers reserving toilets for their own personal use." He shook his head. First, he flushed the Todd toilet. It worked fine. Then he got his toilet brush, cleanser and a rag. Jeremiah was wearing his earbuds with the music cranked the way he liked it. No matter how much Todd gurgled in protest, Jeremiah was oblivious. He shoved the dirty brush inside Todd's mouth and squirted a foul tasting blue-green liquid that foamed as he scrubbed. At least he got the taste of Jaysen's diarrhea out of his mouth. Then he squirted a little cleanser on the toilet leg, and started to wipe away Todd's name. When the porcelain shined, Jeremiah stood up and used the same rag to wipe down the seat and flushing lever.
"Sparkling like new," the janitor said as he ripped the out of order notice off the stall.
Then he went to Rick's stall.
"Why this one looks brand new and unused, except for that graffiti on the leg. Well, I suppose I should christen in it before cleaning it, seems a waste to clean something that isn't dirty, don't it?" he said to himself. Again the music blared in ears, and he was oblivious to Rick's screams, as he opened his fly and began to piss.
Todd giggled or gurgled at Rick's plight. Soon Jeremiah had brushed Rick clean and wiped away his name. Chad was next. He checked the other stalls, which were still empty and shook his head. He cleaned all the working toilets, so he went on to do the urinals.
Meanwhile, Jaysen had fallen asleep wearing his brother (aka MorphsuitForever). He forgot to set his alarm, and when he was awakened. He had to hurry and dress because his parents were taking them to visit grandmother for the weekend. He tried to explain about Chad and the others, but his mother was fed up with people inanimating themselves, "especially after what your brother did. I can tell you it upset my mother terribly. She thinks we're bad parents. We'll be back Sunday, you can go in Monday and give them the antidote before school. Maybe it will convince them not to fool around with inanimation spray until they're older, if at all." She shook her head, and Jaysen knew an argument would be pointless. He carefully packed his brother in the garment bag. Grandmother wanted to see him too. He rolled his eyes.
On Saturday morning at the school, the plumbing contractor showed up with 10 new toilets for the boys locker room. He was surprised to find three there already. Perhaps the coach had put them, they were nice, but they didn't match the others.