A/N: Wow thanks for the awesome reviews! I wasn't expecting anything since I was just fooling around! I just hope all my Barbie information was okay!

Summary: It's not everyday you meet someone with the same strange hobby as House. Only in the clinic!

Disclaimer: I do not own House. I just obsess about every second of every day…I'll be right back. I need to make another appointment with my therapist.

"No! I didn't shoot him twice!!" Parker shouted. His eyes were frantic. The officer stared at him, doubt written all over his face. "I didn't!" Parker shouted once more desperately. Carly stepped in front of her son as the officer approached Parker with a pair of gleaming handcuffs. "No you are not taking my son! Sam was a madman! Parker was only defending himself! It's not his fault!"

Suddenly the drama was interrupted.

"Uhhhh. Is this supposed to help my broken toe?" An irritated voice piped up.

House turned to face the man with an annoyed look on his face. "Yes stupid little man. Now shut up. Can't you see that Parker is about to be arrested!"

"My name is George Perkins and," the man looked down at his watch. "We've been watching soap operas for almost an hour! When are you going to treat my toe?"

"First off, it's a broken toe! You splint it and take some aspirin! Now swallow this and shut up!" House handed George a chalky, white, oblong pill from his pocket.

The man looked at the pill hesitantly. "What is it?'

"Vicoden. Now be quiet."

George shrugged and dry swallowed. He turned back toward House. "So what's this called?"

"All My Children, General Hospital was a rerun today." House replied.

"Oh. This plotline is stupid."

"Shut up."

"I don't understand what's going on!" the man whined.

House turned toward George in a rage! "Parker is Carly's son. Parker shot Sam, a psycho who was trying to kidnap Carly and frame Parker. Parker is now being arrested for shooting Sam. Who is now dead, get it, got it. GOOD!"

George stared in shock at the red faced doctor. "Can I go now?" he asked quietly.

"No. I have to make it look like I'm doing something or Cuddy will have my ass."

"What?"

House turned toward the man. "Are you thick or something? All you have to do is shut up and watch soap operas with me until Cuddy releases me from the dungeon. Can you do that?" House spoke slowly so that George would be sure to understand.

George nodded yes. House returned to watching All My Children while George dove into a bag of Bugles.

Soon the credits were rolling across the small TV's screen. House leaned back and sighed.

"Wow I can't wait for next week's episode!"

"Don't be stupid that episode was not exciting at all! And the acting!" George puckered his face. "BLAH!"

House stared at him. "You know of a better show than All My Children and General Hospital? I don't think so!"

George's face was bright red. "So what if I do!"

House stared in disbelief at the man who he had been watching soaps and eating Bugles with. Personally he was enjoying the riveting discussion. It wasn't very often anyone willingly talked about his strange hobby with him, in his and George's case though they happened to be arguing.

"Fine! I dare you to name one soap opera better than All My Children and General Hospital!" house shot back.

"D.O.O.L." George replied calmly.

"What?" House looked at the man strangely.

"D.O.O.L." He repeated. "Days of Our Lives."

"Wait, you mean 'Like sands through the hourglass… so are the Days of Our Lives.' That show!" House shouted.

George nodded coolly. "Yep!"

House grinned evilly. "You're on!"

Seven Hours, Two Episodes of D.O.O.L., Five Episodes of All My Children, and Ten bags of Bugles Later…..

"Uhhhh…………." A strangled moan escaped the lips of George as he lay on the examination table. "Too many Bugles!"

"Oh suck it up!" House replied as he turned the TV off with his cane. "I had just as many as you and you don't see me complaining!"

George chuckled. "Man this was the best Doctors visit I've had in years!" Then he looked at House, all seriousness. "I have to say. You were right D.O.O.L. sucks compared to the others!"

House nodded his approval. "Never forget George. I always win in the end!"

"So. Next week same time?" George gaped out as he attempted to sit up. House handed him his coat and opened the door for George as he stepped out in to the empty waiting room.

"Sure! You get the beer I get the Bugles!"

END