Disclaimer: Don't own House. I wish.
It rained. A lot. Seven-year-old Gregory House and his family had moved to Washington state recently. It was yet another place to stay until his father's job in the marines relocated him again. There was nothing to do when it rained. Fortunately the newspaper was delivered daily to their home which kept Greg occupied for an hour or so a day.Greg turned the page of the newspaper over.
"Gregory, what are you doing?" the sound of his mother's voice came from the kitchen.
He assumed she thought he was up to no good.
"Reading the paper."
A small, colorful ad caught his attention. A science museum was opening in the city. Greg loved science. He had been to science museums all over the country. There was at least one in every state he lived in. It was the only good thing about moving around alot. A car pulling into the driveway outside their new house. Maybe he would be able to convince his father to take him to the science museum. He heard his father coming up the walkway.It would be best to ask now.
"Sir?" Greg approached his father a he took of his jacket.
"Gregory." his father placed his jacket on the hanger, unaware that his son was asking a question.
Greg almost sighed in annoyance. "Do I have permission to ask you a question?"
His father turned around to face him. John House towered over his son Gregory. He was still in uniform.
"Permission granted." he finally answered him.
"Am I...are we...do you think we can go to the science museum that is opening sir?"
"Have your mother take you next week. This week we have to finish unpacking. I understand your not finished?"
His mother must have told him.
"No sir, I'm not."
"Then get upstairs and finish."
Defeated Greg made his way up to his bedroom.
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It was a Friday.Greg sat on the edge of his seat at school. He was anxiously awaiting a science test. Greg had studied very hard to prepare for the test. His teacher stepped into the classroom. She addressed the class.
"I've decided not to give you a test today. Instead we're going outside for an early recess."
The class cheered, everyone except for one very irritated second grader. The children eagerly ran outside. Greg walked towards his teacher.
He glared up at her. "Excuse me."
She looked suprised. "Yes,Gregory?"
"I was wondering if your going to give the test on Monday instead."
The teacher smiled at him. Greg was annoyed. There was nothing funny about it.
"No, Gregory I've decide not to give the test at all."
He was confused. "But,you said we we're going to take a test!"
Now his teacher was becoming annoyed.
"Yes, I did, but I decided not to."
"You lied." snapped Greg at her accusingly.
The teacher laughed. "It was a small, white lie Greg. It didn't hurt anyone.Lots of people lie."
Lots of people lie. Greg had never heard that before.
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"I'm sorry Gregory, we just can't go to the museum this week."
Greg wasn't happy.
"Why not?" he whined.
"There's too much work to do on the house this week."
"But dad said we could go this week." he argued.
His mother sighed.
"Well, I guess your father told a small lie. He didn't realize how much work there was to do."
Lie,lie, lie. That was all he heard that week. How many liars were there in the world?
Greg turned around and stomped up the stairs angrily. As he pounded on each step he thought to himself:
Everybody lies. Idiots.