Titled: Little Monsters

Author: curseofavalon

Rating: PG

Summary: Maybe a new snippet series

Authors note: R&R highly appreciated.

Pairing: Huddy

Disclaimer: I don't own House or its characters Fox does tho, I just used them shamelessly for this snippet.


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'Carry?'

'No!'

'Pwease?'

'I said no already.'

Teeny tiny arms reached up towards you, one hand clutching a rugged looking teddy, Cupids bow lips, the color of roses, formed a full pout, trembling slightly as baby blue eyes filled with tears.

'Jeez you think that'll work? Never does for your Mother either.'

The first tears slipped past tiny eye lids, more forming immediately and a look of pure sadness mixed with shock at the rejection mixed into them.

People turned their heads, a gasped and then stared angered, hushed whispers erupting in the clinic, that he was just about to enter when the 2 year old popped up before you.

A whimper came from her, the little Cuddy and she hung her head, long, dark and wild locks tumbling over her face. Her tiny shoulders shaking as she cried.

'My god House! What is your problem?'

Cuddy marched towards you and the little Satan child, who's turning to her tearfully and let's herself be scooped up by her Mother. Cuddy soothes the child expertly by rubbing over the tiny back.

'Shhh Anna, he didn't mean to!'

You get the 'warning' glare, which hardens your features more and just as petulant as the 2 year old you shoot back:

'Yes I did!'

Nurses gasp behind you and Brenda tries to kill you with a look. Cuddy gives you the look that says you're in big trouble later and turns on her heels sharply, storming off.

You should probably be scared but as you see Anna smirk in victory and sticking her tongue out at you, you actually smirk back. This might have been Cuddy's pride and joy, but she was more you than the good Dean of Medicine Lisa would like to admit.

Snorting you wink at Anna and watch her smile and pluck her thumb into her mouth, before grabbing another clinic file, the smile not being wiped of your face by the impending doom of clinic hours.

Mission: Give Cuddy's kid enough of your DNA to reign in the end of the world.

Mission Accomplished.


If you like this I might be prodded into a snippet series.