Author's note: Hey, this is a sequel to The House Rangers, so go read it if you haven't. If you have, shut up I'm doing a sequel. And look. A prologue. And a chapter title. A REAL ONE.

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The Return of ...oh wouldn't you like to know.

The 'Power Ranger' incident had taken place at least a few months ago, or 'when that psycho Dr. House launched an attack on the whole hospital wearing a dumbass hat', as that was what it was called by the rest of the staff. Yes, everyone remembered it. Yes, they stayed away from House.

Wilson had convinced the other doctors that House had threatened to kill him if he didn't play along so he could gain his reputation back; and really, House didn't mind, this only upped his reputation. Wilson still ate lunch with House, and hung around because it seemed oncology wasn't a very big business, was it?

Foreman was still seeing a therapist, mainly because of that elephant. Linda had followed him, after the final showdown, and the fluffy elephant was now locked in his basement. Rather loud elephant, really. He had tried to call Animal Control, but apparently, 'help, there's a fluffy pink elephant in my basement who wants to marry me' did not merit anything whatsoever. In fact, they laughed and said the loony bin was down the street. He yelled back at them, 'no, it's up the street...and there's an elephant in my basement!' but they had hung up.

Chase took it upon himself to 1) keep everything 'normal' in the office, and 2) get Cameron to go on a date with him.

None of which he succeeded in.

Cameron, in addition to angrily and meanly denying Chase, kind of lurked around, like usual, bothering House and Wilson about various un-ethical decisions and unethical decisions House was making, respectively. She wore more yellow, which was slightly disturbing because, really, Cameron, it is not your color, alright?

Cuddy, smartly, ignored that the whole thing ever happened, and after a month, gave House clinic duty back. Not a lot, but clinic duty is clinic duty. And gave clinic to the rest of his team; including Wilson, because she couldn't remember what she hired him for in the first place...was it the hair...? Anyway. She was not as evil, which was getting boring, but if House had to say anything, he'd say, "I need a sandwich." But if he'd have anything to say on the Cuddy subject, he'd say, "I'd say she's gaining forces and more evilness. Can I have a sandwich?"

House still donned the hat, even during clinic hours, and his patients found it either a) annoying b) awesome or c) sexy, depending on age, gender, and sexual preference. Majority found it c. He knew, he had made Wilson take a poll.

Wilson, too, wore the hat, except when he actually had work to do, which is to say, a lot of the time. The sad thing was, oh, oh, his hair. After many assuring from nurses that his hair looked fine under the hat, he wore it more often., because not like he had a job or anything.

Chase kept his hat in a pocket of his white coat, as if always ready to be a Power Ranger. So did Cameron, and Foreman had put his hat on top of the coffee pot, in case of emergency.

And they had better need it.

Because a new enemy had arrived at the hospital.

One just as evil as Cuddy, and dare we say it? More evil, more powerful, richer, more...more...well, bigger...

If you haven't guessed by now, it's Vogler, alright?

There goes his great intro...

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AN: So, yeah, it's short, it's a prologue. Wilson-bashing, yaay. Anyway. Look. VOGLERR. If there's no first season fans, you won't like it. But I love Vogler. So evil. Can't remember what happened to him; someone fill me in? Oh. Something with..the board...Wilson loosing his job (what job, again?) for House, Cuddy standing up for House, Chase tattling on House (but Chase is so pretty!), etc etc. But where'd he go? VOGLER? WHERE ARE YOU?

And now I'm asking you to review, because I am absolutley and positivley unsecure in my writing and dependant on my fans.

Suggestion, too, are wonderful. CAAKE.