A/N: I needed something slightly light. It's out of time but just go with it. I think House's parents are interesting in the fanfic world. Not my characters. Enjoy!

Dr. Gregory House perched his sneakered feet on his desk while he leaned back comfortably in his chair. When his desk phone rang he lost all train of thought as he tried to conquer 'The Pretender' on Expert and swore colorfully before pausing his game to pick up the offending item. "House's House of Love. What's your favor?"

There was a chuckle. "Same old Greggie."

He stilled. "Mandy."

"The one and only. How's my favorite cousin?"

"Second cousin," he corrected. "What's it been, two years?"

"Three."

He knew that. "So, after three years you call. Who died?"

She laughed again. "Nobody died, Greggie. Stop being so damn morbid."

"Alright, kid. What do you want?"

"Have you always been this blunt?"

He sighed and rubbed his eyes. "The art of small talk escapes me. Forgive me," he said, sarcastically. "How's the weather in Memphis?"

"Hot and muggy."

"Um," he thought for a minute. "Still with what's-his-face?"

"Yep," she said, cheerfully. "In fact, that's why I'm calling. What are you doing the weekend of the 25th?"

House narrowed his eyes though she couldn't see him. "Why?" he asked, suspiciously.

"I'm getting married!"

"Why?" he blurted out again.

"Greggie," she nearly whined. "Be happy for me."

Because he had once had affection for his young second cousin he tried. "Congratulations," he said, through gritted teeth.

"So, you'll come?"

"What?" he asked, startled.

"I want you to come to my wedding." When he was silent she started begging. "I know you hate the family but please come for me, Greg."

He gave a torturous sigh again. "Let me check my calendar," he told her before putting the phone to his chest and yelled, "Cameron!" loud enough for the young doctor to hear him and rush into his office.

Her cheeks were flush as she looked around for the emergency. "What is it, House?"

"Do I have anything planned for the week of the 25th?"

She blinked at him. "No," she said slowly. "Why?"

Instead of answering her he went back to his call. "I'll come," he said, gruffly.

"I knew you would! I'm registered at Target, Walmart, and Kohls. Oh, and bring a date!" She hung up on that note.

House looked at the baffled Cameron as he hung up the phone. "What?" he snapped at her.

"Are you going somewhere?" she asked with a slight smirk. "I need to know for your calendar."

"Bite me," he snarled then had a thought. "What the hell does registered mean?"