House walked into the clinic and tried to avoid the shocked stares accompanied with wearing his labcoat. He walked up to the nurses station to see a smirking Wilson.
"Well don't you look handsome this morning"
"Can it"
"Cuddy told me about your little wager"
"I said can it"
"How will you resist not banging your Cuddles for a full 30 days"
"SHUT UP!!"
Wilson jumped at his friend's outburst,"Okay buddy. Jeez only been ten minutes and already your sexually frustrated," House hit Wilson on the head with a file and entered Exam Room 1. He first saw three roudy kids playing with cotton swabs and a pregnant mother sitting on the exam table.
It was going to be a long day.
HOUSE'S HOUSE(A/N:----he he I made a funny)
House flopped down on his sofa after a horrendous day in the clinic. Turns out that those three kids had chicken pox and it took him and hour to get them all examined. Then he had to treat a man with violent diarrhea. To top it all off he had to check out an old lady's va-jay-jay to see why it was dry. All in all he'd had a shit day and was pissed at Cuddy for making him suffer. He angrily grabbed the remote and flicked the TV to a General Hospital rerun. Watching the drama of the TV doctor's life made House partially forget the drama of his own. Just as he was almost completely immersed in TV land there was a knock at the door. House ignored it, but it only intensified.
"Greg I know you're in there," Cuddy said from the other side of the door. House turned up the volume on his TV and tried to block out the pounding.
"Come on, open the door!" House turned off the TV and hobbled to the door, opening it slightly.
"What," he grumped.
"You're mad at me?"
"I just had the crappiest day of my life because of you, what do you think?"
"You're mad because I made you do your freaking job?"
"Well when you put it like that-"
"Sounds ridiculous doesn't it?"
House shuffled his feet uncomfortably and opened the door the rest of the way, "Come in"
"So you've been in here pouting?" she plopped down on the couch beside him.
"Pretty much"
"Aww poor baby," she said running her fingers through his hair.
"Stop it, I might jump you. Wouldn't want to break a rule"
Cuddy put her head on his shoulder and continued talking, "My brothers are leaving tomorrow"
"Thank God," House blurted out.
Cuddy gave him a look but continued, "I want you to come over for dinner tonight"
"No"
"Who said you had a choice?"
"I'm not going"
"Greg," Cuddy said threatiningly.
"Look," said House, getting angry. "I don't care if you never, EVER sleep with me again. I'm not eating with your brothers. At least not with Tommy"
Cuddy gave a frustrated sigh and stood up, "Why do I even bother?" she said angrily. Then she turned around and walked out the door.
House stayed sitting on his couch until he could no longer take the guilt of upsetting Cuddy. He quickly changed his clothes and jumped on his motorcycle. Fifteen minutes later he was killing his engine in Cuddy's driveway. He was about to knock on the door when he heard laughter coming through. 'What the hell am I doing here,' he thought. Just as he decided to go home the door opened and Cuddy stepped out.
"Greg?" she said, surprised. "What are you doing here?"
"Came to eat. Why are you out here?"
"Forgot the beer in my car trunk"
"I'm a jerk"
Cuddy nodded, "I know"
"I'm stubborn"
"You're also a drug addict but I don't care, I love you anyways," she stepped around him to retrieve the beer from her trunk. She returned to the door and used her free hand to grab House's hand, "Come on you jerk". Dinner went fairly smoothly and House and Tommy only went at each other once. Afterward House and Kevin watched soccer while Tommy helped Cuddy clear dishes.
"Christiano Ronaldo is overrated," House said
"NO WAY! The man is like a team all by himself," Kevin protested.
"Half of his goals are set up by Rooney and Van Nistelrooy"
"They set them up but he scores 'em"
"Let's talk about a REAL footballer, Steven Gerard"
Kevin shook his head in protest, "Now THERE'S a guy who's overrated..."
Kevin and House's banter went on for hours until Kevin finally got tired and went to bed shortly after Tommy. House and Cuddy were now all alone in the living room. When Cuddy was sure that her brother's were asleep she went to the couch and straddled House.
"So I hear you were good today"
House nodded, "I was better than a boy scout"
"I hope not"
"Why?"
"It would be weird to bang a boy scout," she purred into House's ear. House smiled and pulled her shirt over her head. Cuddy made quick work of unbuttoning his shirt whilst simultaneously kissing him. They made out for a few minutes only to be rudely interrupted by Kevin.
"Hey Lise have you seen-" Kevin stopped at the sight of the half-naked lovers. Kevin blushed and quickly looked away.
"Uh, sorry I'm just looking for my cell phone," Kevin said with his eyes closed.
"Kev, why are your eyes closed?"
"To avoid the trauma of seeing my sisters breasts!"
Cuddy quickly pulled on House's shirt and stood up in front of Kevin, "Hey Corky you can open your eyes now"
Kevin wasn't buying it, "Are you decent"
"Yes Corky," Kevin opened one eye suspiciously, and when he was sure Cuddy was dressed, opened the other.
"Don't call me Corky. Where's my phone?"
"On the coffee table," Kevin retrieved his phone and went back upstairs once again leaving Cuddy and House alone.
"Corky?" House asked.
"Its a portmanteau or Cork and Porky."
"And why do you call him those things?"
"Well Cork because of his really curly hair and Porky because he eats alot"
House rolled his eyes, "Your family is weird"
"You should meet the rest of them"
"Theres more?"
"Yup, I have an older brother named Jimmy and a baby brother named Shaughn"
"Goody," House deadpanned. "Don't you have any hot sisters?"
Cuddy flicked his ear, "Even if I did I wouldn't tell you about them"
"Kill joy"
"You bet. Come to bed?"
House shook his head, "I'm going home"
This time it was Cuddy's turn to whine, "Aww why?"
"Look once your brothers are gone you won't be able to get rid of me"
"Fine. I suppose you'll want your shirt back"
"Yes please," Cuddy took her time peeling off the shirt just to make House crazy. When she finally got it off she handed it to him and muttered, "Sure you wanna leave?"
House gulped and surveyed her naked top half, "Yup"
"Okay then," she pulled her shirt on and gave him a kiss. "See ya later," she turned on her heel and sashayed up the stairs leaving House in her living room with his usual reaction to her antics,
"Damn woman".
House walked into the hallway of his building and fumbled around with his keys. He unlocked the door and stepped into his space only to be followed by a black and white blur. House spun around to see a tabby cat staring at him from his couch.
"Get off," he said approaching the creature. The cat just tilted it's head and continued to stare.
"I said move," he raised his cane over his head but the cat gave no reaction other that meowing. House smacked his cane down on the arm of the chair but still the cat gave no reaction. Satisfied that it wasn't dangerous House sat on his couch beside the animal and flicked on the TV. As soon as House sat down the cat rubbed it's head against House's arm and purred loudly.
House sighed and grudgingly rubbed it's ears, "I guess you're staying then. The cat put it's head down in House's lap as House scratched it's head.
"I'll have to give you a name now. What do you want your name to be?" The cat only purred. "I'll think I'll name you...Knievel since you're brave enough to stand up to a man with a cane," he picked up the cat and held him up to eye level.
"But if I ever catch you on my motorcycle, you're outta here"