The Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital was so crowded and noisy that no one seemed to notice when all of the doors closed and locked. Everyone was too busy wondering where in the world Dr. Gregory House and his team went. It was a very shocking thing-a-ma-doodles indeed. Everyone was running around like chickens like their little heads cut off searching for the stars of the next reality T.V. show…The Lives of the Medically and Well Known Peoples. Although no one was quite sure if it was going to make the 1st season with enough viewers, for some reason or another, the producers figured that they would try it out. And of coarse, who else to start the season out with then House and his Ducklings. The only problem was, where were they?

"Where are we?" Chase screamed inside the dark place where the ducklings and House were kept captive.

"It seems to be like a closet of some kind." Cameron said, "My diagnosis about the situation is--"

"CAMERON!" Forman said, "this isn't a case, you don't have to use big confusing words that none of us understand."

"I understand them…" Chase declared, "They aren't really that confusing."

"No you don't!" Forman screamed, "What does" (here, Forman rambled off a really big and confusing sounding word that was too big to put here, and even if I did know what that word was, it would be way to long and confusing for you to pronounce…so here, insert any big long and confusing medical term…) "mean?"

"Uh…" the now confused Chase said.

"Exactly!" Forman said sounding all proud and special.

"You just made that up at the top of your head, didn't you?" Chase said sounding both upset that Forman would do something like that to him, and amazed that he figured it out.

"Maybe I did, but maybe I didn't!" Forman remarked

"I know more long and confusing words than you do!" Chase announced to the audience in the closet.

"Do not!" Forman screamed.

"Do too!"

"Do not!"

"Do to!"

"DO NOT!"

"DO--"

"STOP IT WITH THE SCREAMING!" Cameron screamed…they imminently listened.

"No, let them go on," House said with a little smirk on his face (not that any of them could see in the pitch black darkness…but this is a fanfic, so I can make it however crazy that I want). House continued, filling in the silence, "I wanna see how long it takes them arguing until Chase says another bad 'Yo Mamma' joke."

Chase glared at house…in the darkness…so technically, there was silence, and so it really didn't matter if he glared at House or not.

"It doesn't matter!" Cameron said, "We need to find a way to get out of here."

Forman raised up an eyebrow, "And how do you plan on doin that?"

"And how do you plan on doing that?" The co producer said after hours and hours of searching for their star with no luck.

"Easy, we just get some actor that no one's ever heard of and get them to impersonate those interns and another actor that no one's ever heard of, possibly that Bob Leonard guy, and then he can impersonate that Dr. Jeffery House or whatever." The producer said.

"You mean Gregory, sir," John, the co producer said, then sighed heavily. How on earth did he get the job…I am much better at the job then he is, he thought to himself. He sighed again.