Chapter 2

I basically decided to write another chapter because I couldn't leave it.

I'm British so I'm trying my best with the American stuff. But the thought of irritating school uniform wouldn't leave me.

Disclaimer: I would be in the Caribbean if i owned House, Spongebob or The Who. And Hugh Laurie is property of Her Majesty, Queen Elizabeth II

Enjoy!

House awoke at 7 o'clock the next morning. Daniel was miraculously still asleep and House was grateful as he slowly tried to raise himself off the bed. He hobbled slowly to the bathroom and took two ibroprofen dry, feeling them burn the back of his throat. The relief was only minimal. After years on Vicodin, nothing seemed to dull the constantly nagging pain.

By the time Dan sleepily entered the kitchen, House had already made breakfast for him, had showered and dressed. Life these days didn't allow House sleep ins, or nights where he would drink himself into a whiskey-induced slumber. He allowed himself to reminisce but wouldn't trade his life now for his old one. Once in a while, he and Wilson would call the babysitter to stay late with Daniel and they would go to a bar for a few drinks after work. However, it ended up with them feeling guilty about leaving Daniel at home and watching spider man. They'd become way too domesticated in the last 6 years.

"Good morning lazy bum, eat up. You're uniform is laid out on your bed" House was in a surprisingly cheerful mood considering it was only 7:30.

"Are you and uncle James taking me to school today" Danny asked in his sweetest voice.

"Well, you did spend 20 minutes begging Wilson to come with us, so I think that's a yes. Hurry up, he'll be here soon"

Daniel ate his cereal and hurried off to get changed. House heard the familiar sound of the lock turning and saw Wilson entering the kitchen.

"Well, good morning to you to... oh thanks for asking, I'm fine." House finished sarcastically as Wilson slumped onto his usual stool, head hanging low.

"Do you have any paracetamol?" Wilson grumbled.

"LATE NIGHT JIMMY BOY?! SOMEONE CANT TAKE THEIR DRINK ANYMORE!" Wilson winced at the loud, gruff sounding voice.

"Shut up House and get the damn paracetamol!" House dropped the paracetamol next to Wilson.

"So who was it this time, Hot nurse from Orthopedix or the lot from Gynaecology?"

"Theyre all so young, i cant keep up anymore. When did we become so old House?"

"Talk for yourself, I'm still 21 and living the dream with a younger, sexier Cuddy." House smirked and wiggled his eyebrows at Wilson.

Before Wilson could retort, Danny ran into the Kitchen and grabbed Wilson's leg.

"Hey, little man! Don't you look dapper!" Wilson looked down at Danny's uniform. He wore black trousers, a red jumper embroidered with the schools crest and a blue and red tie over a white shirt.

"My tie is feels too tight, why do I have to wear it?" House scoffed at his son.

Wilson leaned over and readjusted Dan's tie like an expert. He wondered if House could even remember how to tie a tie since he was the one to teach Danny how to do his tie.

"Sadly Danny, I didn't decide the dress code. If it were up to me, it would be Denim and trainers."

"Hmm but I think House that maybe the Hobbo look doesn't exactly work on 6 year olds" Wilson sarcastically added

It was heading towards 8 am and Wilson helped Danny tie his shoes. He knew that House struggled to bend down with his leg so always helped when he was around. House grabbed the spongebob rucksack and His cane and headed out the door.

They jumped in Wilson's car (or hobbled) after a long argument about who's driving, and Wilson sternly telling House that his car was too old and dangerous to carry a six year old in.

"It's priceless Wilson. One day it will be worth millions!"

House had insisted on having control of the radio. The Who came on, and even Danny joined in singing the chorus of Baba O'Riley.

"Baba O'Riley is definitly the best Who song."

"My Generation all the way" Wilson chipped in.

"Overated in my opinion" House replied

"Yes O'Mighty Musical One"

"Danny, whats the best Who song". House shouted to his son.

"Baba O'Riley!"

"See? You cant argue with a six year old Wilson!"

They arrived at the school and led Danny to the gate.

"Now, you have you're lunch and you're reading book don't you?" Wilson worriedly asked Danny.

"You know, I do feed my son right?" House retoreted at Wilson's unnecessary threating.

"Yes Unc, stop worrying" Daniel was definitely House's son.

"Have a good day kiddo, we will be here at 3 to pick you up. If there's any trouble, remember what I said last night!" House said, watching his son run off to the playground with the other kids.

"You didn't tell him to punch them did you?" Wilson was now worried that they will be in school by lunch time, sat opposite a six year old with a broken nose.

"It's for me and Danny to know and you to find out" That definitely filled Wilson with hope.

They got back in Wilson's car and headed to PPTH for what seemed like it would be a long day.