(guess I'll just post this once and see what happens...)
Demons poured out from the gates of hell, rushing towards the poor, defenseless high school - except that it wasn't so defenseless after all. Keith Miler, the highest ranked janitor in the world, tossed his cigar onto the grass outside the front door and stood up. The bright sun shone down upon his wavy blonde hair and his overly muscular muscles. All the girlies swooned over him as he walked down the front steps. Even some guys, who were otherwise straight as an arrow, could not help but feel a strong desire for him. He was just so ridiculously manly.
"Raaahgjdkb,kndxvkv nlduhf" the demons screamed as they made their way onward.
Keith took the mop from his backpack and held it defiantly.
"Looks like there's some cleaning to do," he said cheesily.
Taking on an over-the-top anime pose, Keith held the mop high above his head. A bolt of lightning came down from the clear sky and transformed the mop into a sword/machine gun hybrid. He then put on his headphones, and a metal version of the boss battle theme from Final Fantasy 6 started playing.
A one sided war was waged. Every last foul beast was slain and maimed and shot to death, some still screaming for help and other helplessly squirming about. Keith had saved the school once again, all because it was just his job.
This was the antasy he played in his head while doing his mundane work.