I opened this account months ago, intending to submit something soon, but so far I have been a total wuss about actually posting any of my fic. So ::deep breath:: here it is. Just a little drabble that is all dialogue and it is totally unbetaed because, again, huge wuss, etc.
The Begging: Please read, please comment, and please make with the concrit.
The Obligatory: One day I plan to win the lottery and to pay some mafia types to kidnap the entire cast and crew of House, including Doris Egan, take them to an island somewhere, and force them to write/produce/perform story lines of my choosing.
On that day, I will own House. Also, I will have pwnd David Shore.
Alas, today is not that day.
Investigate
"That was weird."
"Good weird, or bad weird?"
"Let's go with 'weird in a way that warrants further investigation'."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"What do you think?"
"So, we're answering questions with questions now?"
"Is that what we're doing?"
"House! Can't you be straight with me for just a minute?"
"Straight didn't seem to be what you were going for just a minute ago. Well, at least you're laughing. Good thing, because that was funny."
"Yeah, laughing and blushing like a fourteen-year-old."
"It looks good on you. Seriously."
"Good to know. Because I want to investigate further – right now."