A/N: Don't ask me where this shit came from, because honestly I don't know what I was smoking/drinking/popping/snorting/etc… at the time this little ditty popped into my head. In any case, here is my sore attempt at a humor fic. Like or Don't … I care not. I, at least, enjoyed the journey. 8P

A/N2: This is/will be SLASH. Don't say I didn't warn you.

A/N3: I like comma's, No Beta, and I luv to abuse my fav characters so….watch out.

A/N4: Dedicated to my long-time fic buddy, Cas (HeeroGrl195). Hope you like it.

Disclaimer: I don't own them, they own themselves, and I'm just playing around. Sadly, I do own Marty Sue Fiction.

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Happily Ever After

Chapter 1: Once Upon A Time

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Once upon a time in a not-so-far-away land called New Jersey, in the Princeton area if you want to get technical, lived a wo'man named Marty Sue Fiction. Yes, you heard/read right… Marty Sue Fiction … Sadly he'r parent's were/still a little high on pain meds, we think, when the naming time came to be, so give the poor guy'irl a break.

Now, Marty Sue, as s'he demanded/bitched to be called at all times, was an adorable, out-going, smart, carefree child. With long blonde locks, cute-button nose, dimples, rosy cheeks, lips so full and red as wine, skin pale and smooth, and eyes of ocean blue, Marty was one playgirl'boy in the making. A pout here a sniff there and little Marty Sue was a force that could not be denied.

One might go as far to say … s'he was God's gift to Humanity… but only if you were/are a complete and total moron that is.

Saying she was a spoiled brat would be putting it nicely, but since we aren't, s'he was/is a total BITCH. Getting anything/one you wanted all the time could do that to a person, and our little Marty Sue Fiction got all s'he desired. Money, Smarts, Grades, Looks, Guys, Girls, etc… She had it all…

Anyway, back to the point, Marty Sue Fiction was having the best of days. S'he had just received word that s'he had gotten he'r dream job, well fellowship, at the Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital just down the block, and would be starting the following week. Working with one Dr. Gregory House, the Head of the Diagnostics Department with dual specialty in Nephrology and Infectious Diseases, and some other morons, was a dream cum true.

S'he had had to do a lot of pouting, crying, lying, fucking, and sucking to get this chance and nothing was going to stop him'er from getting what s'he so richly deserved…a one crippled, Vicodin-addicted, snarky, scruffy doctor all her own.

This was just the beginning to h'er happily ever after. S'he could hardly wait.

Little did Marty Sue know that a sexy Oncologist and Intensivist were already in their Happily Ever After with the Bastard of Diagnostics.

Let the Fun begin.

TBC….