One or Two Things I Know for Sure

Chapter 11 Leah

"It isn't fair, why does Annabel gets to spend two weeks in Spain with Grandma and Grandpa?" Leah argues; her blue eyes blazing as she crosses her arms over her chest. Wilson laughs because he is always amazed by how the littlest House seems to be the only one to truly inherit her father's temper.

"Because she's older" House answers, not looking up from the coffeemaker, wishing that it would work faster. It's way too early to have to deal with a tantrum and his best friend.

"That isn't a good reason! She always gets to do everything" Leah says, pouting as she leans against the island in the kitchen.

House looks away from his coffee to his best friend, with a look on his face that clearly says 'what did I get into when this one was born', Wilson shakes his head trying to hold back the laugh that is bubbling inside him.

"That isn't true Lee, and you know it" her father answers, looking at the little girl.

"Yes it is. She gets to go to sleep away camp, soccer, sleepovers. I get to do nothing, it's unfair. It's always Annabel"

"Please don't start with the Jan Brady Syndrome" House sighs, now really making his best friend laugh and his youngest daughter give up on her glare and switch it instead for a very confused look. She arches her eyebrows and drops her arms to her sides.

"Jan Brady Syndrome?" she asks, looking up at her father like he had just spoken some foreign language.

"70's sitcom, she always said her older sister got everything… How is it that you don't know this?" House says, his ingenious joke brought down because his daughter hadn't caught on.

"I'm six"

"So not an excuse. Do they not teach you pop-culture in that fancy school of yours?" he asks as if in an outrage.

"No…" Leah answers, trying to hide the smile that is curling up in her pink lips.

"What do I pay a small fortune for then?"

"Math, English and Science?" Leah answers with a giggle at her father's expression.

"Phhss. That won't get you anywhere in life" House proclaims, he turns around and pours himself and Wilson a mug of coffee.

"You're deviating Dad" Leah proclaims, pushing herself away from the island and standing directly into her father's line of vision.

"Am not, I'm so totally gonna have a serious position on this in the next PTA meeting"

"You go to PTA meetings?" Wilson asks, putting his mug down and turning to look at his friend.

"A and B conversation Jimmy. No C's allowed" House says, moving his hand between himself and his daughter to convey his point.

Wilson rolls his eyes and turns back to his coffee.

"Ok Dad, have fun doing that. Now about Annabel going to Spain and me sitting around"

"Get over it Lee, she's going you can go next time" House says, ending the conversation and trying to go back to his coffee. His wife rarely did the coffee on weekends and by hell he would drink it.

"Fine… Can I have five dollars?" she asks with a hopeful smile, tilting her head at just the right angle so that her red bangs almost cover her eyes just so, making her puppy-eyes that much more irresistible. It's an art form she perfected and could get everyone in the palm of her little hands.

"That's what all this was about huh?" House says, catching on finally, a smirk on his lips as his daughter somehow widens her eyes to make the blue orbs even larger, her little bottom lip out, red curls brushing her cheeks just right and he knows he is fighting a losing battle.

"Do you think money goes on trees?" House asks, leaning against the counter and taking a deep drink of the coffee. He tries as hard as possible to not fall in his daughter's trap. It isn't working, because even Wilson is almost reaching into his wallet for the money.

"Money is made from paper. Paper is made from trees. Ergo, yes I do think so" she answers, her smile wide.

"Go ask your Mom"

Leah rolls her eyes, smile still in her lips. She exists the kitchen and just as House thinks he'll be finally able to enjoy his coffee his best friend decides to open his mouth.

"How does she know words like 'ergo' and 'deviating'? She's six" Wilson asks, his coffee already finished.

"She's an evil genius" House answers, putting down his coffee because it's already cold and he will kill Wilson for it.

When Wilson rolls his eyes House just answers with "She is in second grade, and helps her friends with their homework in trade for candy. How is that not an evil genius?"

"Aren't you proud?"

"Are you kidding? I'm ecstatic about it! My legacy gets to live on"

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So what do you think?? I personally found my cleverness exceeded in this chapter. (I'm being silly at the moment, yes)

Please review and tell me if you agree or not!!

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