"Dang, these football players are so inept! I can't figure out how they managed to pull off the championship!" Coach Sanchez said with a laugh. He scanned the room, the can lay empty next to a urinal. There was no spray visibly floating in the room. He cleared his throat, "Okay, boys, where's Chad, and where is the antidote?"
"Chad's the last toilet in the stall. The antidotes are in Rick's locker," Bruno said in a panicked voice.
Rick's face was all floor tiles, his lips seem grouted together. He said, "mmmpf."
"Okay, Todd, you pull Rick and Bruno apart or when they're sprayed with the antidote they might end up Siamese twins."
Bruno shrieked, "Not a two headed freak!"
Rick just made unintelligible muffled noises.
"Okay, coach," said Todd he grabbed Rick under his arms and pulled him backwards away from Bruno toward the empty stalls.
"Pull Rick all the way into the stall, so he becomes a toilet. He will be easier to identify as a toilet than as tile floor. He could end up anywhere in the locker room if he's flooring," Sanchez said, "I'll go get the antidote. Oh, you better shove Bruno into an empty stall or urinal slot for the same reason."
"Okay?" Todd said grabbing Rick and pulling him all the way into the empty stall next to Chad's stall. There was a slurping noise as a Rick's body connected to the toilet drain pipe.
Briefly, Rick's lips parted as they opened to form the toilet bowl.
"Thanks, Tod-gurgle whoosh," he managed as water filled his bowl.
"Not a toilet!" Bruno shrieked.
"Urinal it is then," Coach Samchez said as he left.
"What about dragging me into the shower room, make me a shower pod station?" Bruno asked.
Todd wiped the wetness off his chest. Both Rick and Bruno were coated with overspray from the inanimation spray. And Todd got it on his naked body from pulling the two apart. He just assumed it was condensation on the tile because of the bathroom showers, and their bodies cooling from 98.6 to room temp.
"Sorry, Bruno," Todd panted. "Dragging Rick into the stall was exhausting. I doubt I'd get you to the shower room before you merged with the bathroom floor. Besides Coach Sanchez said urinal, and after what you did to Chad, you and Rick deserve this."
Todd ran at Bruno who was now living tile except for his face, and had sunk to his knees into the floor. Without stretched arms, hands planted firmly on his chest, Todd pushed Bruno backward into a slot reserved for a urinal.
"No!" shrieked Bruno. He grabbed Todd's forearms with his tile hands.
As Bruno's body slurps to connect to the plumbing, Todd realizes his arms now are covered with floor tiles like Bruno. Todd tries to pull free from Bruno.
The sound of clapping comes from the doorway. Coach Sanchez returned with a can sticking out from under each armpit.