A/N: "House" and it's characters do not belong to me (believe me, if they did things would be different). I am just playing with them and promise to put them back when I am done. I make no profit from this story (darn), yet. JK! I do it for the love of the fandom and for my own enjoyment. Anyway, David Shore did a wonderful job and I appreciate that he created these characters for us all etc. *Whew!* That got kind of long! Anyway, I hope I did David justice. Read away and I hope you enjoy!
"No. No, I am not wearing that."
Chase was holding up an item of clothing so small it could hardly be called a dress, while grinning evilly at Cameron.
"Not even with the matching hat?"
Chase asked as he held up a small, white triangular hat with a red cross on it, while making a puppy dog face in an attempt to convince her through steady pleading.
"Absolutely not! I refuse!"
"But you made a wager, and a deal's a deal. "
Now it was Cameron's turn to look pleading. "But there is no way I'll ever be taken seriously in that wannabe outfit!" she reasoned.
"Look," he said, "tomorrow is Halloween. The one day of the year when people are allowed to dress up and look like complete idiots. No one is going to care...plus, it's either that or I tell people you broke a promise and your word will mean nothing anymore. Your choice!" he sang the last words as he walked out of the room leaving the contents of the discussion on the table.
"Damn."
I thought I should throw in a disclaimer because my friend was bugging me to and even though I thought it was kind of obvious therefore unnecessary, I thought I probably should anyway.