Kitchen Wars

AN: Shortie today people, i may write another chapter tomorrow. But i garentee the next chapter will be much longer...around 1000 words or so...

"Right what can we make?" Erica asked as she looked at the contents within the fridge.

"Well there's beer, milk, cheese, eggs, yogurt, vegetables and some other stuff I don't recognise." House pointed out.

"Right, let's look in the cupboards."

"Well you can bend down to look at them."

"Lazy."

"Uh, more like crippled!"

"That's your only excuse, and I think that's why you're so lazy."

"You don't know anything about being a cripple."

"Shut up while I look." She said as she crouched down.

"Ewww Bloss, put that ass crack away." House teased.

"Don't make me steal your cane!"

"You wouldn't dare!"

Erica looked back at House and flashed a smile of mischief.

"I'll tell Mom." House pouted.

"Well she isn't here right now." Erica said reaching into the open packet of flour.

"But still…" House said unaware of what his sister was doing.

That's when she threw the flour straight at his face.

House's eyes remained closed for about half a minute and then he raised his hands to wipe the flour from his blazer.

Erica had her hands over her mouth to stifle the laughter that was bubbling up inside of her; the packet of flour was now lying on the counter and as Erica's hands were too busy covering her mouth, House could easily grab the packet and throw it back.

But House was all about originality; he limped over to the fridge and pulled out a can of whipped cream.

"Greg, no…don't do what I think you're going to do." Erica said backing away from him.

"What am I going to do?" House asked innocently.

"Don't spray me with that cream…"

"Now you're just giving me ideas." He said smiling in the same fashion his sister did a couple of minutes before.

"Greg! No!" she screamed as he caught her by the waist and sprayed the cream in her blonde hair.

He laughed as he sprayed about a quarter of the can away, but she somehow released herself and ran over to the packet of flour. She then grabbed some cream from her hair and grabbed a handful of flour and threw both handfuls at him.

"Oh, you didn't just throw that on my a hundred dollar blazer…" he asked shocked.

She looked at saw white blobs slowly sliding from the material onto the kitchen tiles; she backed to the open cupboard door and pulled out the tomato ketchup.

House went back to the fridge and got some Greek natural yogurt; he pulled the lid back and slid a hand into the foul smelling substance.

As she squirted and him on the converse trainer, he threw the yogurt and caught her red t-shirt.

This war of food continued for another ten minutes until Jack walked in all freshly clean and shaven.

"Woah!" he exclaimed taking a step back from the kitchen entrance.

Erica and House turned to look at him and they put their weapons down.

"Oh…hey…Jack. We were…erm…just preparing dinner." Erica said feeling embarrassed.

"I can see." He said looking at the state of the once immaculate kitchen.

"So what do you want?" House asked.

"Erm." Jack replied.

"Because I can just throw it in your face…then hey presto! You've eaten dinner!"

"I think I'll pass."

"Anyone got a plan B?" Erica asked.

"Takeaway?" Jack suggested.

"Good idea." House said as he removed the blazer.

"I think I'm gonna shower." Erica said looking at her appearance in the metallic cooker.

"I think you should Bloss, I think you and Wilson will need some make-up sex when he gets back." House smirked.

"Oh will you stop being so crude." Erica snapped. To be honest she was a little worried about Wilson as he had now been out for over an hour and he hadn't called her either.

They already had Jack back; she didn't want James to go missing instead.

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