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"Cleansed"- Superstore Sickfic

Written by: Pine

Here’s another Superstore fic, hope people enjoy these because I love writing them! The idea of this one is that Jonah is doing a juice cleanse to be trendy. And then nothing goes wrong and no one gets poorly… ;) Of course someone’s going to be poorly and I’m sure you can guess who!

Hope you enjoy! :)

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Jonah came bounding up to Garret at the customer service desk. Garret saw him, recognising the look on his face from the time Garret had conceded that Jonah’s vegan brownie recipe was “alright”, and he had only said that to stop him from covering his kitchen in ethically sourced cooking goods more so than he already had. Garret took a deep breath and prepared himself.

“Hey man!” said Jonah, excitedly finding his place next to Garret

“Hey” said Garret

“So, you know this, um, juice cleanse I’ve been trying?”

“You’ve been doing a juice cleanse?”

Jonah took a step back, thrown off.

“Yeah, you know I’ve been doing one, I must have mentioned it, I said “no thanks” when Randy offered me some of the pizza you guys ordered the other night”

“You mean the pizza he offered you because you said, “You guys having pizza?” and then proceeded to linger by the door?”

“Exactly” said Jonah “I must have explained it then”

Garret paused and gave him a look and Jonah realised he was teasing him.

“Yeah dude, you’ve talked about it non-stop. What more insight could you possibly have since ten minutes ago?”

“Well” started Jonah, undeterred “I think I’m finally feeling it working! Sure I nearly passed out in the warehouse a few days ago and I did wake up last night crying a little bit and covered in sweat…”

“Oh that’s what that noise was?” said Garret “I thought we had mice again”

“..but now!” Jonah continued “I feel energised, happy and I really feel like my body is saying “Thank you Jonah for looking after me”. It goes to show if you put in the effort, your body will reward you. You should try it!”

“No thanks man, I’m good with my takis and pizza diet.”

“Hm” said Jonah as he turned to walk away “I guess some people just see their body like a temple”.

Garret smirked and watched him walk away, pleased to be free from his lecturing.

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Jonah went about happily stocking the shelves and when he was done, he cleaned aisles 1-5. He’d never understood the whole “If there’s time to lean, there’s time to clean” but feeling this good? He was happy to shoulder some extra work for his poor co-workers who had yet to discover this way of life. He imagined what the future could hold if he felt like this all the time, he could finally start that podcast “Climate change changers” he’d wanted to start for so long, or maybe even write that book about business. He could go back to business school and-

“Oh” he let out as he staggered forward, his hearing gone, head fuzzy and arms feeling slow to respond to his desire to catch himself before he faceplanted. He managed to stagger into the shelf and caught himself, taking a moment to breathe deeply. His hearing started to return along with his balance and ability to stand. He looked around sheepishly though no one had seen.

“Maybe I need some more juice?” he queried aloud, and continued mopping. The next wave of vertigo hit him like a tsunami. Before he even realised what had happened, he was on his knees, a terrible nausea washing over him as his hearing went once more and a clammy sheen of sweat clung to his forehead. He closed his eyes to the unpleasantness, fixing his face into a grimace.

“Jonah?” called Garret “That’s not how you mop the floor buddy”

Jonah didn’t reply because he didn’t hear Garret speak, his hearing was still gone along with his balance and all he could hear was a rushing sound in his ears.

Garret had approached and laid a gentle hand on Jonah’s shoulder. Jonah flinched but in a sluggish way, startled by the contact but too dizzy to reacted quickly. He strained to look round and saw Garret and immediately tried to climb to his feet.

“Oh. Um. Hey. Garret, I saw a quarter and-“ this time Jonah went straight down onto his face. There was no hiding what was happening and even worse, some semi-conscious part of his brain knew Garret would guess why. He felt the cool store floor on his cheek and stifled a retch at the thought of all that had been on the floor he now laid on.

“Dude, ew, get off the floor” Garret reached down and helped Jonah to his feet, which he came to unsteadily, dependant fully on both Garret’s support and the rigid shelf. He held himself up for a moment.

“Garret I-“

“We’re going to the breakroom, we need to get some food in you”

Jonah didn’t protest and propped himself up on Garret’s shoulder as they moved to the breakroom together.

“It’s no wonder you’re passing out, you’ve drank only juice for how long now?”

“4 days”

Garret stifled a smirk. It had seemed much longer than that with the way Jonah had been going on about it. They made it off the shop floor and Jonah relaxed slightly, still using Garret for balance as they reached the breakroom. Garret indicated for Jonah to sit. Cheyenne looked up from her phone from a nearby table

“Hey Garret, hey Jonah, I didn’t think you were on break for a bit”

“We’re not but Jonah passed out” said Garret. Jonah looked embarrassed as his eyeline dived for his feet and he shuffled uncomfortably

“Oh, bummer” said Cheyenne

“Yeah, he put his face on the floor in aisle 5”

“Ewww NARSTY!” Cheyenne exclaimed. “You know that dude totally barfed there like yesterday?”

Jonah retched and Garret laughed. Garret retrieved a pizza box from the fridge and came to the table that Jonah sat at, placing the box in front of him.

“What’s this?” asked Jonah

“It’s the pizza from last night. I was going to have it for lunch but I’ll grab something from the canteen. You need solid food”

“Garret I’m only-“

“Its non-negotiable dude. You’re eating the pizza.”

Jonah caught a hint of concern in Garret’s tone but then again he always caught hints of everything in Garret’s tone, he obsessively overanalysed him hoping to see a flicker of something that showed he cared and right now, his brain was too muddied to analyse so instead, he opened the box and bit into a slice of pizza. He quickly took another bite, then another. Then he finished the slice and picked up the next one, devouring slice after slice. He hadn’t realised how hungry he was until the pizza passed his lips. Now he could focus on nothing but filling himself and feeling satisfied for the first time in four days. He shovelled slice after slice into his mouth, chewing quickly and swallowing hard. He quickly finished the entire pizza, much more than he would ever eat by himself, and began eating the pizza crusts. All the while, Garret watched pleased and a little smug.

“Pizza beats juice, man”

Jonah didn’t reply, he continued to wolf down the pizza in its entirety and when there was nothing left in the box, he closed the lid and sat back in the chair contentedly, one hand resting idly on his belly, the other drooping down at his side. He almost immediately dropped into a nap.

Cheyenne got up and walked across the room, turning back to Garret once she reached the door.

“You coming?”

“Nah, I’ll stay with Jonah, I don’t want anyone to draw a penis on his head or something.”

Cheyenne raised an eyebrow and Garret realised he spoke with too much sincerity and rushed to add

“Not before I do at least”

Cheyenne seemed happier with that response and headed out of the breakroom. Even before the door had closed, Garret saw Jonah sit up from the corner of his eye. Jonah reached out, grabbing Garret

“Hey dude, what-“

Jonah vomited extremely forcefully across the length of the breakroom. It was juice like, but with pieces of undigested pizza floating in the mix.

“Oh damn” Garret said “Probably should have started on something plainer than pizza”

Jonah continued in one violent stream of vomiting, straining in his seat and clutching Garret harder, seemingly unaware that he was gripping Garret like this. He let out a pitiful sob and meekly submitted to a final onslaught which covered what little areas remained untouched in the breakroom.

“Missed a bit” said Garret sarcastically, in awe at how thoroughly Jonah had covered the breakroom. Jonah began to climb unsteadily to his feet.

“Woah, woah, woah, sit down”

“I have to clean this up”

“No dude, we’re bailing”

Jonah didn’t protest as Garret led him swiftly from the building and into his car.

“Put one of your podcasts on if it’ll make you feel better”

Jonah weakly shook his head

“Damn dude” said Garret “You must feel bad”

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They arrived home and Garret ensured Jonah made it to bed and went to phone Glenn. Jonah lay miserably in bed, though much happier to be home. A few minutes later, Garret arrived at the door again mixing bowl in hand and a plate of burned toast, a phone outstretched in the other.

“He wants to speak to you”

Jonah reluctantly took the phone

“Hey Glenn” he said, not having to fake the rough quality to his voice

“Oh Jonah, I’m sorry, I wish I was there to swaddle you like a mother hen would”

“Um…Ok, yeah, thanks Glenn”

“You know when I’m feeling a little under the weather, I always find that the only thing that helps me is a nice tall glass of juice!”

Jonah paled, then greened, then bulged at the cheeks as he fought to keep the vomit down. Garret thrust the mixing bowl he had collected at Jonah, who positioned it in his lap.

“Jonah? Jonah?” came down the phone

“I think I’m ok Garret” Jonah said

“Have you gone to get yourself some juice?” came Glenn’s voice again and Jonah emptied himself with one silent retch into the bowl.

Garret sighed and took the phone “Thanks Glenn, I’ll see you tomorrow”

“Bye Garret! And tell Jonah he should-“ Garret hung up the phone and carefully took the bowl from Jonah’s lap offering the toast up to him.

“Should be easier than pizza”

“Thanks man” said Jonah

“I’ll tell you what Jonah, the juice cleanse has well and truly cleansed your insides” he gestured to the vomit in the bowl.

“Yeah, not really the kind of “cleanse” I had in mind”. Jonah managed a smile and lay down again, pulling the duvet up and settling down to rest.

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