I feel the need… the need to write! Yeah…. DON'T LOOK AT ME IN THAT TONE OF VOICE! Well, Cavechick has been grounded for reasons she can remember so she had time to think about new stories (your cue to gasp). Woot!

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House tiptoed out of the elevator and toward his office. Okay not so much of a tiptoe as much as a hobble but you get the point. He had heard that Cuddy wanted to talk to him and the rest of his crew and the last time Cuddy wanted to talk to him he got Pixie Stix shoved up his nose and that was not pleasant. He opened his desk drawer and shuffled threw years and years of paper looking for his Game Boy.

"Damn, damn, and double damn!" He yelled at his desk unable to find his toy.

"House," Cuddy's voice came so suddenly that House hit his head on the open drawer. "Hurt?"

"Nope, this is how I wake up every morning… also the same way I get to sleep at night," he closed the drawer defeated.

"Well, I'm glad you're awake," Cuddy walked over to House's evil desk was. "The hospital has gotten money for new classes and-"

"POTTY BREAK!" House yelled and limped over to the door.

"Stop where you are, House, or I will fire you!" Cuddy yelled after him.

House stopped dead in his tracks and turned to face her, "Yes milady?"

"You, Wilson, Cameron, Chase, Foreman, Stacy and I are all going to this class," Cuddy said for the sake of the story 'cause the rest of the cast in unimportant.

House being unHouselike didn't ask why only they where going.

"Yeah, what kind of class is this going to be? The last time I went to a Lamaze class, well lets just say-"

"I don't want to hear it, House. The class has nothing to do with child birth!"

"I did always want to take one of those classes where you learned to strip."

Cuddy got a mental image of House in a leopard thong dancing on a bar table and she threw up in her mouth a little bit.

"NO! It's some sort of writing class to know more about your inner self. It starts at nine on every Saturday and if you are not there I will be cutting your pay."

With that Cuddy left a very angry looking House.

'When did I have to learn about my "inner self"? All I have to do is: eat, sleep, drink, and have sex and I'm good the rest of my life!' he thought.

House went back to his desk and saw right by his phone was his Game Boy. He looked at it and it seemed to look at him. Then he just picked it up and played without a second thought.

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Well, not a real good first chapter but this is where you (points) come in. At my classes they get topics everyday (every Saturday) and now you get to ask them all the things you ever wanted (rubs hands together) OH THE POWER YOU HOLD! MWHAHAHAHAHA! THE POWER! THE POWER! THE POWER! LOOK AT THE POWER! LOVE THE POWER! HOLD THE POWER! TASTE THE POWER! (licks power) mmmmm…. Tastes like kitty.