This is the second chapter of my fic of situations! Woo! I don't know how long this will go for. Probably not long at all. But still enjoy.

Dr. Cameron, Chase, and Foreman were sitting at the table in the diagnosis room where all symptoms were put together to identify diseases and cancers in patients thought to have a non-diagnosable illness. Cameron was writing down notes about the patient they were treating. Chase was playing with a paper ball. And Foreman was rapping the table. Woo, let's do some beatbox! Anyway, they were interrupted by the glass door opening and a pair of high heels stepped into the room.

"Working hard on your case I see." Cuddy said, raising an eyebrow. The paper ball found it's way onto the ground and the rapping had stop.

"Yup. We're hard at work!" Foreman said with a fake smile.

"…or hardly working…" Chase mumbled.

"Well, anyway. Do you know where House is?" Cuddy asked.

"No, actually. We were just waiting for him to get back." While Cameron was saying this, the trio all pointed at his office. The blinds were shut and the lights turned off.

Cuddy made her way over the door. "It seems that no one has sighted him today." She said as she almost ripped the door off its hinges. She threw the blinds out of the way and walked into the room in a rage. She stopped in the middle of the room and looked around. Nothing. He wasn't even under the table.

"Goddamit!" Cuddy yelled and kicked his desk. She stomped out of his office, ignoring the aching pain in her foot. She was a woman on a mission and so far the objective was far from completed.

After a moment or two, Chase said, "holy crap! Where's-" Before he could finish, House burst through the door that Cuddy had came in earlier.

"You're overlord is here! Now that all of my minions have tried to betray me, I shall punish you with my clinic hours and another case!" House said excitedly.

"What?!" The three ducklings cried. They're mouths were agape and they all leant forward.

House let out a long exasperated groan and faced the three, throwing his hands up along with his cane into the air. "I was just kidding. Geeze. You actually believe I would do that to you. That would be just cruel."

House made his way to the white board. "Now back to the diagnosing of the patients we seem to care too much about."

Well, now I'm taking situation suggestions. Just give me an idea of a situation where Cuddy is still finding House to get him to do paperwork or talk to his patients or something and when Cuddy seems close he's not there and shows up later. You know the stuff. I'll try my best to write more….They'll eventually get longer….maybe…