The Adventures of SnarkMan

House had been enjoying a pleasant afternoon in the Clinic. Wait, let me rephrase that. House had been enjoying a pleasant afternoon watching TV in a locked exam room… in the Clinic. So far, he'd enjoyed one too many episodes of General Hospital (if that was possible), a rerun of Grey's Anatomy, and now it would appear that there was nothing on. House flipped through the channels until he finally landed on the Kid's WB (WB, CW… whatever). Currently playing was one of his favorite childhood shows, Batman and Robin. Now, we all know that House never really outgrew his childhood… so he continued to watch the show. And of course, House being House, he fell asleep on the exam table. And when you fall asleep watching TV, you dream. And that's exactly what House did. He dreamed.

House was awoken by a violent shaking. No, it wasn't an earthquake. It was… Chase? Chase was currently dressed in green tights and a hideous red and yellow top. Now, everyone knows that Chase doesn't have the best fashion sense, but this was just ridiculous. "Stop it…" mumbled House. "Chase… why the hell are you shaking me?"

"Who's Chase?"

House opened his eyes wider to find that he was in some sort of lair. He was no longer wearing his usual tee and jeans either. Instead, he wore all black. Something about all this seemed familiar. "Why did you wake me up?"

"SnarkGirl said there was a break in at the bank," said Chase (?) quickly. "We'd better hurry!"

House could have predicted the answer, but he asked the question anyways. "I'm sorry… but SnarkGirl?"

As if on cue, Cameron dashed into the giant lair dressed in an all black leather jumpsuit. "Quick, SnarkMan! We have to hurry!"

House indulged their fantasies and followed them to a separate room in the lair. "To the SnarkMobile!" he joked. Oddly, though, neither Chase nor Cameron was laughing. Instead, they led him to a giant room with nothing in it but a black corvette.

"Sweet ride," said House.

"Come on!" shouted Chase. He hopped into the back seat of the corvette. Cameron took the passenger side (for obvious reasons). House only assumed that he was driving.

"Alright." He gave in. "Where's this bank you were talking about?"

Heck, if he'd do anything to see Cameron… I mean SnarkGirl… in action, even if it did mean taking Wombat to the bank.