It was Christmas at PPTH and all was-of course-shiney and well decorated. House scowled at the colors as he limped into the hospital. "Ewwww! Color! This is Cudz fault!" Cuddy walked by just as he said this.
"Aw is Housey disturbed by the jolly holly colors?" House scrunched his face up. "Baaaaad Cudz. You made this place into a red and green shiney flashy thingy!" Cuddy scowled at House. "Cudz?" House giggled. "Yes your new name is Cudz. So there." Cuddy stormed off in a huff. "Yes run! Run Cudz!"
House then limped into the conference room and grabbed the over sized tennis ball. "Wazzup Duckies?"
Cameron rolled her eyes. "It's Christmas, House. Can you stop being a prick for one day?" House mocked terror. "Ooo...painful, Cameron. That really hurt." He threw the ball at the wall and caught it as it came flying back. "Cudz has turned everything prettyful hasn't she?" Foreman chimed in.
"House, we have a case to be working on." House put on a Dr. Phil face. "Okay. Fine. Wazzup with this one?" Cameron was quick to respond. "Fainting spells, low blood sugar, excessive coughing, dizziness"
House nearly had a hiss fit. "Diabetes. How stupid can you get? Go run tests and such." He waved his hands dismissively. The Ducklings scurried out. House grabbed his iPod and put it on. "Ew! What is thissss?" The iPod was playing "Keep Holding On" by Avril Lavigne. "Argh, where's the rock?"
He sifted through his playlist. "Tis not my iPod. Tis Cudz's iPod." He took it off and went into the hallway. "Hey Cudz! Give me my Aerosmith back and take your Kelly Clarkson!" Cuddy came into the hallway. "Oh, I've been looking for that. Here." She took her iPod and gave House his. House walked off. "Okay...Now to annoy Wilson. Eeeehehehe!" He set off down the hall to piss Wilson off.
One hour later.
House threw his tennis ball at the wall repeatedly. "Boooooring! Damn Cudz. I want my laser pen!"
Hmm...Maybe maybe somehow he could get it back. Nah. Wilson would tattle on him. Darn.
So...what else was there to do in a red and green flashing hospital? Torment nurses, bitch about crappy coffee, and play PSP, Game Boy, and the newly found Nintendo D.S. Yes. That was heaven.
House grabbed a pen and walked over to a nurse. "Excuse me? I can't get this pen to work." The nurse raised an eyebrow and pushed the pen's button and was suddenly covered in ink. "What the f-!"
She scurried off screaming. "Hehehe. That was great. Now for video games! Yay!" House retreated back into his office. Cuddy bursted in about an hour later. "House! GO TO THE CLINIC NOW"
House dropped his Game Boy. "Whoa! Dude, Cudz are you on steroids or something? Damn."
Cuddy shrieked. "NOW!!" House ran-or limped very quickly-out of the office. "Jeez, going!"
Two hours later.
House had listened to patients bitch about pains and such for two hours. Now he was really bored.
"Hmm...ooo...My LASER PEN!" He exclaimed and took the device off of the desk. "Wow, Cudz left my pen!" He went over to Cuddy's office where she was having another conference. "Eee flashy!"
House darted the pen all over Cuddy's office. He received a glare which only made him play more.
"Eeeeeeehehehehe!" Cuddy came out and smacked him away with a file. "Owww! Jeez, stop it Cudz! I'm leaving!" He promptly left the hospital and went home to prank call Wilson, Cuddy, and the Ducklings.
"Hahaha. C'mon Cuddy. Pick up." "Lisa Cuddy speaking." "Excuse me but there's a big bug on your shoulder"
"Wha-!? House!" "Hahaha!" He hung up. As for the rest...they also got stupid phone calls. But House got bored and eventually fell asleep. Now the Ducklings and Cuddy can have some peace...for a while.
A/N: Merry Christmas everyone! Yes, I know this really makes no sense. Just pretend it does. XDD Please? And thank you. XDD Again, Happy Holidays!