Author's Note: Not the first House fic I've written, but the first one posted. Kind of short and silly. Play nice, 'kay?
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Name Change
Wilson had been home for almost an hour when House came busting through the front door, singing loudly. Wilson stepped through the kitchen threshold that led in to the living area. "What's got you so happy, patient cured?" he asked the brightly smiling doctor.
"I had an epiphany Jimmy!" House waves his arms around like a small child excited about a new toy.
Wilson couldn't keep the smile off his face at seeing his friend's excitement. House was rarely this excited and who was he to not encourage it? "And what might that be?" he asked.
"Well, you know when we get married—" House started but was cut off by the other man in the room. "Were not getting married House."
They had discussed it. It just seemed like a bad idea. They were both brash enough men that if they were forced to live together for the rest of their lives they would both be hauled off to jail with domestic violence charges.
"Come on Jimmy, pretend!" House did his best whining impression.
"Fine, go on."
"Thank you. Well, when we get married, you have to take my name." House stated.
"Why can't you take my name? That's not fair!" Wilson shot back before he realized he was arguing over something that wasn't going to happen.
"Remember we're just pretending. If you didn't take my name, I couldn't make the joke."
"What joke?" Wilson just knew he would regret asking.
"What's a ten letter word for a whore?" The smile on House's face showed that he thought he'd come up with the best thing since sliced bread.
"Uh…a prostitute." Wilson answered taking a moment to carefully consider his answer.
House's smile just widened. "Nope. James House."
Wilson rolled his eyes but couldn't stop the laugh. "This is exactly why we can't get married.