Psycho the Kitten
A/N: This is a story about a new kitten that House ends up with. How did it get there? Cuddy decided House needed a pet. What will he do? R&R to find out! (I know there's already a story about House getting a kitten, but this one will be better! ;D)
PS: DO NOT FOLLOW EXAMPLE! Buying an animal for someone is a very bad idea. You should always, always, talk to them first, or preferably, go with them to buy it. Thank you.
House looked impatiently at the clock on the wall. Just five… more… seconds… Yes! Like a child racing home after the bell, he turned on his heel and fled the building. Or, at least, he almost did.
"GREG!" Oh, boy, here we go, another scolding. "How many hours of clinic duty were you assigned this week?"
"Oh, that! I didn't get the memo saying that that particular duty was mandatory, are you sure you – "
"Actually, you tried that one last year, and I sent you a memo one week later. You're slipping, Greg. Check and Mate."
House sighed. He really was slipping, last month he would've remembered to slip out the back exit to escape Cuddy. "Ok, Dr. Cuddy, you win. I'll do double tomorrow."
"Oh no you won't. You have accumulated exactly 16 hours of clinic duty, and wouldn't you know? That takes up your entire day tomorrow. I guess it's a good thing you don't have any important cases, right?" She grinned demonically before stalking off to her office, satisfied that she had gotten the last word this time–wait! House never let her get the last word! There was something wrong, that was certain.
"I'm worried about him, too. He just hasn't been himself lately. He didn't even comment when a clinic patient told him that he had testicular cancer yesterday." Cuddy looked up to see Wilson standing there, in her doorway.
"I know. Hey, Dr Wilson, look at this site." He walked over to her computer to see the site."
Pet Therapy
Feeling down? Not up to your usual standards? Just can't get that extra snap back in your life? Studies show that the perfect way to cure these slumps can be an animal in your life. Before adopting a pet, make sure that you are able to take care of it, and also that you don't have any allergies. These drawbacks might make life miserable for both you, and your new animal. Thank you for being responsible.
"That's way below the belt, Lisa. But then again… NO! No, that's too far."
"Since when does that ever stop him? It's only fair that we're allowed to sink to his level once in a while, right?"
Early next Tuesday morning…
"Sssh!"
"I feel like I'm back in high-school! Seriously, since when does a certified doctor pull this kind of stunt?"
"Since he needs it, and we both know it. Now come on, let's get out of here before he wakes up!"
"Ok, I planted the note. It's in typeface, so don't worry about the handwriting issue. Now let's go!"
The two sneaked away silently (well, almost) and went to the hospital, both waiting for their cranky friend to realize something was amiss. They didn't have a long wait.
"I'll get it." Cameron picked up the phone in House's office, hoping it wasn't him. "Hello, un-diagnosable cases office, New Jersey state Hospital, Dr Cameron speaking."
"Cameron, what the hell are you doing in my office?"
Damn! I thought he would be on his way to work by now! Since when does he carry a cellphone?
"Just dropping off a case file, House, don't overreact. What do you want, anyway? You're twenty minutes late; Cuddy is going to have a fit."
"Duh! Some moron put–" I can't tell her what it is! She'll never let me hear the end of it! "Well, they messed up my car. I'll be stuck here at least until lunchtime."
Yeah, right! I bet this has to do with the sixteen hours of clinic time he got yesterday. "Ok, but I bet you a million Cuddy isn't going to let you off the hook on–" She stopped. House had hung up after Ok. Alrighty then. Just got to go explain to Cuddy why House isn't here, and then I got some free time.
Please R&R, and I promise another chapter will soon be on its way. ;D