Oh my dear how I loved and laughed throughout this story! I do love your fanfics! The parts I especially loved were:
That morning, he'd gone to pick House up because they were going out after work. Monday was Beer For A Buck Night at the Galaxy Bowl, and shockingly, House was paying. Because House always insisted, they’d stopped for jelly donuts and bad coffee on the way, even though they were running late. The delay and the mess were almost worth House's good mood. He was humming as he traced powdered sugar snowflakes on the dash.
All the same, Wilson was suspicious. House was not a morning person. He had to be up to something. Probably had to do with Cuddy. Wilson figured he could warn her, but whatever it was seemed to be keeping House entertained. Wilson let it go. At this point in the game, Cuddy had to know what she was getting into. Once he and House went their separate ways at the hospital, Wilson quickly forgot about it, and he covered up the residue of powdered sugar with his lab coat.
I loved the fact Wilson was puzzled at House's seemingly good mood given he's not a monring person and I loved the fact he had thought about maybe warning Cuddy. If he had he may have spared her the aggrevation of putting that desk drawer back together *snerk*
Coming around the corner, he almost bumped into Cameron who grabbed him by the arm.
“It’s House,” she announced with breathless gravity.
“Of course it’s House,” Wilson said, with undue irritation.
Yeah that's what I say O COURSE it's going to be House since he attracts trouble like a magnet to metal. And even if he hadn't already been in Cuddy's office already when it all started the guy did say he wanted the best doctor in the hospital and that is House hands down.
And this just makes me smile: House heads toward the entry, glancing over his shoulder as if to check that Wilson hasn’t collapsed into a drunken puddle by the door. It's shameless really, how much Wilson enjoys being the object of House’s scrutiny. Being “The One House Loved Best” is one hell of a job title, but it's most likely Wilson’s life calling.
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Date: 2008-11-30 07:27 am (UTC)That morning, he'd gone to pick House up because they were going out after work. Monday was Beer For A Buck Night at the Galaxy Bowl, and shockingly, House was paying. Because House always insisted, they’d stopped for jelly donuts and bad coffee on the way, even though they were running late. The delay and the mess were almost worth House's good mood. He was humming as he traced powdered sugar snowflakes on the dash.
All the same, Wilson was suspicious. House was not a morning person. He had to be up to something. Probably had to do with Cuddy. Wilson figured he could warn her, but whatever it was seemed to be keeping House entertained. Wilson let it go. At this point in the game, Cuddy had to know what she was getting into. Once he and House went their separate ways at the hospital, Wilson quickly forgot about it, and he covered up the residue of powdered sugar with his lab coat.
I loved the fact Wilson was puzzled at House's seemingly good mood given he's not a monring person and I loved the fact he had thought about maybe warning Cuddy. If he had he may have spared her the aggrevation of putting that desk drawer back together *snerk*
Coming around the corner, he almost bumped into Cameron who grabbed him by the arm.
“It’s House,” she announced with breathless gravity.
“Of course it’s House,” Wilson said, with undue irritation.
Yeah that's what I say O COURSE it's going to be House since he attracts trouble like a magnet to metal. And even if he hadn't already been in Cuddy's office already when it all started the guy did say he wanted the best doctor in the hospital and that is House hands down.
And this just makes me smile:
House heads toward the entry, glancing over his shoulder as if to check that Wilson hasn’t collapsed into a drunken puddle by the door. It's shameless really, how much Wilson enjoys being the object of House’s scrutiny. Being “The One House Loved Best” is one hell of a job title, but it's most likely Wilson’s life calling.