Authors note: WHOO! Its been a while! Well anyway I, unfortunately,
do not have the creative genius to own the show HOUSE MD or any of
its characters... I simply watch it and enjoy House walking(well...
limping) around and making his daily house-isims
A/N: FIRST HOUSE FIC WARNING!
House opened his door to find Wilson sitting on his couch.
"Well, I see you kept the spare key."
Wilson rolled his eyes.
"I've been waiting all day for you!"
"And whose fault would that be?"
"Its nine thirty!"
House responded by walking over and siting next to Wilson.
"What do you expect me to control time now?"
Then House realised something, Wilson probably got there around 3:15 so he had been waiting for...House turned and smiled at Wilson, Wilson became rather nervous.
"Well isn't that just sweet!"
He grinned
"You've been waiting all this time for little old me?"
Wilson frowned
"House I-"
"Why its so sweet you could just write a song about it!"
"House don't you-"
House stood and, to Wilson's horror, started singing. SINGING. Yes he had been known to air-guitar on occasion but SING!?
"All day long I have been waiting for you"
"House..." He said with a warning tone.
"Concentrating for you"
"House.."
"Masturbating for you!"
"HOUSE!"
Wilson grabbed House's cane and yanked him back down.
"My Jimmy, eager are we?"
Wilson still blushing just glared at him.
"You knew what day it was today."
House rolled his eyes.
"Its not that big of a deal, and its your fault for thinking I wouldn't be fashionably late."
Wilson sighed.
"Fine whatever. Anyway I was gonna get us some drinks before it started but its to late to even get Chinese now."
House pointed to the kitchen.
"There's Beer and stuff in the fridge. Now do your House-Wife stuff and get cooking."
Wilson walked off thinking how he was the one who bought the food that was in the fridge in the first place.
House flicked on the TV. He was actually able to see it as Wilson had CLEANED the living room.
Oh how he cherished their annual Horror movie lesbian porn marathon night.
Especially since they usually found other things to do during the extended commercial breaks.
A/N: Well that was short but fun to write! Its really hard to write House some snappy dialogue but I tried.
Also calling Wilson a HOUSE-wife cracks me up SO MUCH... I wrote the fic for the song, by the way, and I had to think of a event that would bring Wilson over without it leading to plot.
A/N: FIRST HOUSE FIC WARNING!
House opened his door to find Wilson sitting on his couch.
"Well, I see you kept the spare key."
Wilson rolled his eyes.
"I've been waiting all day for you!"
"And whose fault would that be?"
"Its nine thirty!"
House responded by walking over and siting next to Wilson.
"What do you expect me to control time now?"
Then House realised something, Wilson probably got there around 3:15 so he had been waiting for...House turned and smiled at Wilson, Wilson became rather nervous.
"Well isn't that just sweet!"
He grinned
"You've been waiting all this time for little old me?"
Wilson frowned
"House I-"
"Why its so sweet you could just write a song about it!"
"House don't you-"
House stood and, to Wilson's horror, started singing. SINGING. Yes he had been known to air-guitar on occasion but SING!?
"All day long I have been waiting for you"
"House..." He said with a warning tone.
"Concentrating for you"
"House.."
"Masturbating for you!"
"HOUSE!"
Wilson grabbed House's cane and yanked him back down.
"My Jimmy, eager are we?"
Wilson still blushing just glared at him.
"You knew what day it was today."
House rolled his eyes.
"Its not that big of a deal, and its your fault for thinking I wouldn't be fashionably late."
Wilson sighed.
"Fine whatever. Anyway I was gonna get us some drinks before it started but its to late to even get Chinese now."
House pointed to the kitchen.
"There's Beer and stuff in the fridge. Now do your House-Wife stuff and get cooking."
Wilson walked off thinking how he was the one who bought the food that was in the fridge in the first place.
House flicked on the TV. He was actually able to see it as Wilson had CLEANED the living room.
Oh how he cherished their annual Horror movie lesbian porn marathon night.
Especially since they usually found other things to do during the extended commercial breaks.
A/N: Well that was short but fun to write! Its really hard to write House some snappy dialogue but I tried.
Also calling Wilson a HOUSE-wife cracks me up SO MUCH... I wrote the fic for the song, by the way, and I had to think of a event that would bring Wilson over without it leading to plot.
Please review any suggestions!