Sky: Hey all! This is my first House story so hopefully it won't be to terribly bad. This is the first chapter so it will hardlybe the best and is sort of on the short side, so stick with me but it'll get better, I promise. And as a token to ya'll I've hired House and Cuddy as my disclaimer peoples.

Cuddy: ...?

House: This is stupid. The ducklings would never conspire against me.

Cuddy: Awe, don't fell bad. I'D conspire against you.

House: (nastily) How sweet of you...

Sky: Um...maybe I should've used Chase and Cameron...anyway I'd don't own House or any of it's characters...Fox does. So leave me alone.

Chapter 1: The Conspirators Arise

"Nice try, House. Clinic duty. Now."

The epitome of divine loveliness strode gracefully down the hall, her lightly curled raven hair riding with practiced ease against her slender shoulders. There was in fact, such an ethereal grace in her step one would have thought she was gliding rather than walking on those ridiculously elevated stiletto's. Indeed, there were none half so lovely as Lisa Cuddy in her own hospital and none had dared challenge her for the title of reigning lady. Even as she passed, doctors, male nurses and even patients paused in their labors to admire her perfectly crafted, shapely figure only able to dream and stand in awe of such a wondrous creature.

Of course the one on her heels was hardly party to the majority of drooling males and had absolutely no problem terrorizing his superior. In a way, he had more power of her than she had over him, and, he was not discrete in exorcising said power.

But clinic duty...that was out of his league. There was no use attempting to escape the slavering jaws of that thrice cursed, abysmally white wing of the hospitable for poor House. Cuddy saw to that. Cuddy took time out of her day to make sure of that. And so, while to others she would appear angel, he knew her for what she truly was...the devil incarnate. Yes a devil. And reasoning with him was quite foolish for more reasons than any would dare state, lest they anger him yet again.

"Now wait one minute!" Despite his loud and somewhat disquieting protests, she walked onward without sign of stopping, no reservation in her steps; that irritated House. Everyone listened to him! "Get back her you succubus!" No stopping. The criple threw his arms tiredly up in the air before stalking off after her once again.

Chase glanced at his watch. 12:30. They had started their monotonous routine early today. Surprise there...

Yes, some things were constant for the ducklings. House being a complete jerk to them, House insulting them, their lack of anything resembling a social life and perhaps the questionable digestibility of the cafeteria food, but if there was one thing more concrete than any other it was, quite sadly really considering their constant denial, House and Cuddy. Of course, this also tended to be the most blatantly annoying of any of the above listed problems for one blatantly obvious reason...

They. Wouldn't. Stop. Flirting.

Worst off, neither would lower themselves even a bit from their divine pedestals of godly medical abilities to admit that they were doing such. Sometimes they pretended they didn't even know what was going on, Cuddy especially. And that was more annoying still. And was the constant source of their problems.

Cuddy would drop by with a ridiculous case (one would believe she spent the majority of her time sifting through ALL the cases just to find a retarded one for House as that kept him the hospital longer, a theory the ducklings had just recently devised after another night of testing patients for rare and otherwise unheard of diseases) just so she could drop on by House's office and argue with the irritable M.D. And that would have been fine, and unsuspicious but...

She did it every day.

And when she wasn't working (a rare thing) and was sitting alone at home, the ducklings were quite sure she was searching for another case to plague House with so she could stop by yet again and have her cleavage complimented. Again. And again, and again...

It was an endless process. Because at one time or another, House was going to throw the case to them and demand they run some test, or all the tests on the patients, they would run the tests, come out looking like idiots and then House would run off and bug Cuddy yet again...in her enclosed office. With closed blinds. Which was another chief source of gossip. And more annoyance.

So in a way, today was like any other day. Chase and Cameron had just run the tests once again and the three were simply sitting around the table, waiting for House to imminently walk in and insult their intelligence. Whether he took some lewd form of pleasure in it or used it as an excuse to spy on Cuddy was up for discussion but Wilson believed it was a mix of both. And to protect his young friends, he to was there waiting for his irritable old friend. Or so it would seem.

On the surface they looked no different, simply sipping their coffee's innocently waiting for their daily beating. But oh, was it different. Today was the day they put their superiors charade to a miserable, embarrassing end. The day when they were exposed for what they truly were...

Today was the day the conspirators rose up from the shadows...

And exposed House and Cuddy.

Revenge would be sweet indeed.

Sky: Well there was chapter one. It'll get better. Anyway, review and tell me what you think or just review. Push the purple button...it's good for you.