Author's Note: I do not own Star Trek or House MD. I hope you enjoy this chapter! 8D!

Rule Broken: Do not gangnam style flash mob style on the bridge:

The bridge crew was bored. Spock was the only one that wasn't bored. Kirk stood up and started moving his hands up and down as if he were riding a horse. Spock shot him a look of confusion when Chekov started doing the same thing. He shot Chekov the same look of confusion when Sulu started doing it. Then even Uhura followed.

Spock stood there confused as the whole bridge crew broke into a strange dance.

"Why are you all dancing?" Spock asked.

"We're bored. So we're doing gangnam style." Kirk replied.

"What?"

They ignored Spock and kept dancing. Spock just stared in confusion as gangnam style was done flash mob style on the bridge. He hesitated before awkwardly joining in. His moves were erratic and weird but made Kirk smile.

"Hey Spock. I didn't know you could dance." Kirk said.

"This is strange, captain. Can we stop?" Spock asked.

"No, Spock."

Spock looked even more confused and paused, "Why not?"

"Because this is what you do when you're bored."

"Humans are strange."

"Yes we are , Spock. Yes we are."

Rule Broken: Do not teleport Dr. House to Sick Bay:

Dr. McCoy was just relaxing in Sick Bay when suddenly some man was transported into his Sick Bay. The man was around fourty with a graying stubble of hair on his face. He had blue eyes and a flame cane.

"Who the heck are you?" McCoy asked surprised to see him there.

"Dr. Cameron." House lied. "Who the heck are you?"

"Dr. McCoy. What are you doing here? Are you inj-" McCoy began, "What are you doing?"

House was taking vicodin at an alarming rate but was doing it as if it were no big deal, "Taking my medicine. You see doctor I'm in pain so I need my medication."

"Are you mad doctor? You don't need that much!"

"Sure I do. I'm in pain."

"But- but- how much did you just take."

"Relax. I only took eight pills and only two were vicodin."

"Eight pills? Eight pills? You are mad. What the hell did you take?"

"Just some things to help."

"Dammit. What did you take?"

"I took my little happy pills. They make me all sunshine and cheery."

"You can't take that many pills though."

"Sure I can. It's a free country."

"No you can't. That's too many."

"But daaad! I'm a cripple! I need my pills."

"Not that many!"

"Yes that many! Give a cripple a break!"

"Not until you take a proper dosage."

"No dad. I don't wanna."

"Quit calling me dad!"

"Quit telling me how much pills to take!"

"Dammit, Dr. Cameron! I'm a doctor and I know you shouldn't be taking that many pills and you should too!"

"I'm not going to keep arguing with you daddy. I already have a mom to do that with."

"Fine. Transport back to wherever you came from. I don't care anymore."

"Fine!"

Dr. House took more vicodin and then left and Dr. McCoy looked annoyed. How could someone take that much medication just for their leg pain? It was a question that Dr. McCoy would never find the answer to.

Author's Note: Did you like it? Was it funny as Spock joined in on the dancing? Tell me what you think in a review. I promise more to come in the future. 8D!