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I write a few fanfics in my time about House MD. Here's one of them that I know House fans will enjoy:
Title: Vacation Plans
Character Group: Everyone from the show
Rated: M (Mature)
*The clock ticks in House's bedroom and the alarm goes off*
House: Son of a...Coma guy! I'm late for work! *puts on his slippers and goes to work in his pajamas*
Cuddy: House?! Why are you in pajamas? Go back home and ge...
House: Shuddup! Bad morning...where's our patient?
Cuddy: West wing...your hair. It...looks...bad. *Cuddy laughs hysterically*
House: Oh whatever... *he gives her a serious face*
Cuddy: Anyways, good day to you "Wildhair House". *she laughs again and walks off*
*House walks in the white board room and notice that the place is empty*
House: Cuddy...where is everyone? I'm not in the mood for your crappy games!
Wilson: They took the week off House...oh yeah, coupon cutting tonight around 7pm.
House: Aaaahhh!!! Where the hell did you come from? And to the coupon cutting reference...you silly goose. *gives a goofy laugh*
Wilson: I was just coming from breakfast in the cafeteria...the rest of your team actually went to Hawaii for vacation for a week. You didn't get the memo?
House: NOOOooo...how would I? Moron.
Wilson: You were shopping for clothes in Victoria's Secret. You may call me a moron, but you're the weirdo in this relationship. *he laughs at House*
House: I was not shopping, just browsing through in my travels. *he shrugs*
Wilson: You lie! Haha, well yeah they got you, me, and Cuddy a ticket. Let the secretaries at the front desk know you're taking leave and they'll get some replacement diagnosticians to operate on your patient. Relax dude...lets get packing!
House: Okay, whatever you say...my little coupon cutter. *gives Wilson a grin and laughs*
*They both leave with Cuddy and get packing for the trip to Hawaii* *Meanwhile, replacement diagnosticians take good care of the patient*
Wilson: Hector, you be a good boy now. You hear me?! * he smiles*
Hector: *barks*
Wilson: Later hun... *he leaves his house*
*Wilson meets up with House and Cuddy at the harbor boarding station for the ship*
Cuddy: House?! Hot doggie...nice Hawaiian shirt!
House: Thanks short-skirted mommy...your cleavage is nice, as well. *he smiles evily*
Wilson: Hey Cuddy! House is taken, remember?
Cuddy: I forgot Wilson...you two are committed to each other. *she gives the 'pfft whatever' look and gives the man the tickets at the entrance*
House: Nice seats...I wonder if I put a whoopie cushion under one of the chairs and see if somebody falls for it.
Wilson: You and your antics...never ceases to amaze me.
Cuddy: Red wine, please!
*Waitress gets them all drinks*
House: Cuddy...what are you doing?
Cuddy: Why are you whispering?
House: Because Wilson is present in the room...we can't get shaggy with it with my "ex-bf" in the room. *he winks*
Cuddy: Oh...right.
Wilson: What? What happened?
*House and Cuddy just laugh at Wilson*
Wilson: Do I have spaghetti sauce on my face? Huh?
House: And you told me to have pizza with a friend...if you're spilling sauce on your face, then I don't think I'll choose you as a friend to get pizza. *he laughs at Wilson*
Wilson: Hmph...not funny. *he looks away mad*
*House whispers to Cuddy something about Wilson*
House: Now you see why I call him my ex-boyfriend...he's a crybaby.
Cuddy: I can tell...what an embarassment in public!
House: I know, right.
Wilson: What the hell, House? You just broke up with me cuz you dislike my coupon cutting and I can't be committed with you in a long-term relationship! *he breathes heavily*
*the sailor captian and waiters/waitresses stare at them, especially Wilson*
Waiter: Are we gonna have to set up a slow dance party for a guy?
Wilson: Don't push my buttons waiter, get my food ASAP. *he is furious*
House: Don't worry waiter, he gets like this when his spanish tivos get erased.
Wilson: It was the finale!
House: See what I mean, waiter? Haha...
*They all cool down and enjoy their meals, except for House slurping his soup*
*About 5 hours pass and back at the hospital the replacement diagnosticians are handling the patient very efficiently*
House: I think we're almost there. Grab your things guys! Wilson, don't forget your magazines.
Wilson: Whatever House... *he shuffles past both of them and exits the ship*
Cuddy: I can't believe I hired a crybaby...I should make him work with Dr. Buffer back at the hospital.
House: Mean woman...but I love it. *he smiles*
*They exit the ship and head to the nearest lodge filled on the outside with coconuts and margaritas on the countertop*
To be continued...
Title: Vacation Plans
Character Group: Everyone from the show
Rated: M (Mature)
*The clock ticks in House's bedroom and the alarm goes off*
House: Son of a...Coma guy! I'm late for work! *puts on his slippers and goes to work in his pajamas*
Cuddy: House?! Why are you in pajamas? Go back home and ge...
House: Shuddup! Bad morning...where's our patient?
Cuddy: West wing...your hair. It...looks...bad. *Cuddy laughs hysterically*
House: Oh whatever... *he gives her a serious face*
Cuddy: Anyways, good day to you "Wildhair House". *she laughs again and walks off*
*House walks in the white board room and notice that the place is empty*
House: Cuddy...where is everyone? I'm not in the mood for your crappy games!
Wilson: They took the week off House...oh yeah, coupon cutting tonight around 7pm.
House: Aaaahhh!!! Where the hell did you come from? And to the coupon cutting reference...you silly goose. *gives a goofy laugh*
Wilson: I was just coming from breakfast in the cafeteria...the rest of your team actually went to Hawaii for vacation for a week. You didn't get the memo?
House: NOOOooo...how would I? Moron.
Wilson: You were shopping for clothes in Victoria's Secret. You may call me a moron, but you're the weirdo in this relationship. *he laughs at House*
House: I was not shopping, just browsing through in my travels. *he shrugs*
Wilson: You lie! Haha, well yeah they got you, me, and Cuddy a ticket. Let the secretaries at the front desk know you're taking leave and they'll get some replacement diagnosticians to operate on your patient. Relax dude...lets get packing!
House: Okay, whatever you say...my little coupon cutter. *gives Wilson a grin and laughs*
*They both leave with Cuddy and get packing for the trip to Hawaii* *Meanwhile, replacement diagnosticians take good care of the patient*
Wilson: Hector, you be a good boy now. You hear me?! * he smiles*
Hector: *barks*
Wilson: Later hun... *he leaves his house*
*Wilson meets up with House and Cuddy at the harbor boarding station for the ship*
Cuddy: House?! Hot doggie...nice Hawaiian shirt!
House: Thanks short-skirted mommy...your cleavage is nice, as well. *he smiles evily*
Wilson: Hey Cuddy! House is taken, remember?
Cuddy: I forgot Wilson...you two are committed to each other. *she gives the 'pfft whatever' look and gives the man the tickets at the entrance*
House: Nice seats...I wonder if I put a whoopie cushion under one of the chairs and see if somebody falls for it.
Wilson: You and your antics...never ceases to amaze me.
Cuddy: Red wine, please!
*Waitress gets them all drinks*
House: Cuddy...what are you doing?
Cuddy: Why are you whispering?
House: Because Wilson is present in the room...we can't get shaggy with it with my "ex-bf" in the room. *he winks*
Cuddy: Oh...right.
Wilson: What? What happened?
*House and Cuddy just laugh at Wilson*
Wilson: Do I have spaghetti sauce on my face? Huh?
House: And you told me to have pizza with a friend...if you're spilling sauce on your face, then I don't think I'll choose you as a friend to get pizza. *he laughs at Wilson*
Wilson: Hmph...not funny. *he looks away mad*
*House whispers to Cuddy something about Wilson*
House: Now you see why I call him my ex-boyfriend...he's a crybaby.
Cuddy: I can tell...what an embarassment in public!
House: I know, right.
Wilson: What the hell, House? You just broke up with me cuz you dislike my coupon cutting and I can't be committed with you in a long-term relationship! *he breathes heavily*
*the sailor captian and waiters/waitresses stare at them, especially Wilson*
Waiter: Are we gonna have to set up a slow dance party for a guy?
Wilson: Don't push my buttons waiter, get my food ASAP. *he is furious*
House: Don't worry waiter, he gets like this when his spanish tivos get erased.
Wilson: It was the finale!
House: See what I mean, waiter? Haha...
*They all cool down and enjoy their meals, except for House slurping his soup*
*About 5 hours pass and back at the hospital the replacement diagnosticians are handling the patient very efficiently*
House: I think we're almost there. Grab your things guys! Wilson, don't forget your magazines.
Wilson: Whatever House... *he shuffles past both of them and exits the ship*
Cuddy: I can't believe I hired a crybaby...I should make him work with Dr. Buffer back at the hospital.
House: Mean woman...but I love it. *he smiles*
*They exit the ship and head to the nearest lodge filled on the outside with coconuts and margaritas on the countertop*
To be continued...