Hello, my readers!
I was just wondering if there was anyone kind enough to tell me how to edit your user profile? I just cant figure it out with this new-fangled system. It's annoying me to no end. If you would, that would be great!
And I wanted everyone to know that, even though the last chapter's title was "The IGA and that's it," I didn't actually mean by 'that's it' that that was the end of the story. Sorry for the confusion.
And Mollisk- Hopefully I spelled your name right this time, if I didn't, feel free to sue me. So, what part of Missouri do you live in? Like, town, city or even county wise. I live in Columbia, in Boone County. (You would know that if I knew how to WORK THE DAMN PROFILE EDITOR!)
Remember, this is a piece of fluff. This chapter is the biggest piece of fluff yet. So, anything could happen! As jeevesandwooster told me, it's endearing. So. Yep. Don't sue me, I don't own it! (If I did, I would probably end up driving it into the ground on accident...)
Anyways, on with the show…
Vacation
Chapter 4
Once everyone was checked in to the Flannagan Inn, Cuddy waved her hands around until she had their attention.
"Well, now that we're here…" She checked her watch. "It's about 12:30 right now. We've missed lunch. So, why don't we just take a break? We've already been around each other more than we would on any other day, and we all need some…er…space. I hope you all have a pleasant evening, and I'll see you around. We'll meet in the lobby at 8:00 tomorrow to go to Sea World."
Even though she had finished talking, the group remained gathered around, not sure if she was finished or not. She looked uneasily at them until she got the hint. "You're all dismissed."
They all left. Cuddy rolled her eyes, wondering what they would do with out her.
The six of them had rooms right next to each other on the third floor of the Inn, starting at room 145 and ending at room 151. The rooms came with your necessities- bed, two comfy chairs, a television, drawers, a balcony of some sorts, a shower, a toilet, a sink, towels, and tiny travel-sized hotel shampoo. They also had a coffee maker, coffee packets, a hair dryer, about 5 more pillows on the bed than was necessary, a desk, it's own stationary and a mini-fridge. After Cuddy had gotten settled in, she knocked on door 146, or Cameron's room.
When Cameron opened the door and saw Cuddy, she smiled. "Hi, Lisa."
Cuddy returned the smile, "Hi, Allison. I was just wondering if you would like to take a swim with me. There's a pool right outside; you can probably see it from your window."
Cameron nodded, "yes, I saw the pool. It looks nice, but I have a different idea." Looking both ways, Cameron grabbed Cuddy's hand and pulled her inside, giggling, and shut the door.
"What?" Asked Cuddy, bemused.
Cameron stopped giggling long enough to say, "Ok. Now, before you say no, hear me out. This is an extremely juvenile idea, and under any other circumstances, I would have never thought of this." She sat down on the bed and motioned for Cuddy to join her. "Let's have a treasure hunt."
Cuddy blinked, and then stared, and then scratched her head. "A treasure hunt?"
"Yeah! We could incorporate everyone. It's like that one movie… oh, what's it called… Sleepover?"
Cuddy raised her right eyebrow. "You saw Sleepover?"
Cameron nodded her head. "I was babysitting my niece. She's nine."
"Oh. I never saw it."
Cameron became very teen-valley-giddy-girl all of the sudden. "Well, these girls- teenagers- 14 or 15- have this sleepover, and they have to go around and do certain things and document them with a disposable camera. We could do that, too."
Cuddy blinked again. "You're serious?"
"Why not? We're in California, honey! No one is gonna know about this except for you, me, Wilson, House, Foreman and Chase, and chances are they'll be too embarrassed to tell anyone. " A pause. "Not that they have anyone to tell."
The dark haired woman sitting next to Cameron thought for a second. "Ok. I guess. Why not? We're in California, right?"
Knock.
A pause.
Knock knock.
Shorter pause.
Knockknockknockknockknockknock.
"We know you're in there!"
"Alright already!" Answered a frustrated House as he opened the door to his room. "What?" Cameron and Cuddy stood infront of him; Cameron wore a sly smile, while Cuddy seemed to want to hide her face from him.
"Are you bored?" Cameron asked.
"Who wants to know?" He was being irritatingly difficult.
"Me!"
"Why?"
"I have something to do here. It'll be fun."
"As much as I'd like to do something like that with you, Cameron, I'm pretty sure it's illegal in California. Too much of an age difference, you know?"
Cameron blushed and rolled her eyes, but before she could speak, Cuddy stepped in.
"Stop with the pervertedness, House. You want to know or not?"
House pretended to sulk. "Fine. But I won't like it." He left his room and followed the two women to a lounge area, where he saw Chase, Foreman and Wilson.
"Do you have any idea what this is about?" Chase asked Wilson as House sat down. Wilson shook his head, 'no.'
Without a word, Cameron handed them all a list, written on the stationary given to them on the desks in the room. Scrawled in large handwriting (with curly 'g's') it said:
1) Something with the face of Jesus on it
2) Purchase undergarments of the opposite sex (picture documented)
3) Pose with the worst-looking car you could find (picture documented)
4) Jump on a trampoline (picture documented)
5) Find The Humility Bowl at a bookstore or library and check it out
6) Go to Ernie's Sea Food World (8909 Lee Street) and look for anyone familiar. If you're the first group there, make a reservation under the name Mara and wait. First one to sit down wins.
"What the hell is this?" Wilson asked after he finished.
Cuddy smiled. "It's a challenge. We pick teams and you have to complete the list. First one to sit down wins."
He looked at her, stunned. "You're joking."
"No, actually."
Wilson leaned back and looked at the list again. "Ok."
Cameron's face lit up. "You'll do it?"
Wilson nodded. Cameron looked at Foreman.
"You too?"
Foreman opened his mouth. "You're insane."
"I know. But that's not the problem."
Cuddy cut in. "She asked you a question. Will you do it?"
"Fine."
It was then Chase's turn. He stuttered, but finally said, "um…yeah."
Now, all eyes were on House. "Please, House?" Cameron stuck out her lip in a child-like manner. "Please?"
House sighed in a refusal type way, but said, "al-right."
"Ok good," Cuddy said, producing a baseball cap from behind her back. "Now we have to pick teams."
"Teams?" Chase asked.
"Yes, that is what I said, doctor Chase, teams." She jostled the hat, mixing up the tiny pieces of paper that were inside it. "Draw." Cuddy placed the hat in front of Wilson, who reached inside and took out a slip of paper.
"Chase."
House reached his hand inside the hat, looked at the piece of paper, and laughed a bit.
"Cuddy."
Cuddy rolled her eyes but said, "so, using process of elimination, Cameron, you're with Foreman." Cameron went to stand by Foreman. "Are we all set then?"
They shook their heads, most of them puzzled by what had just happened.
"Great. Well." She put her hands up and let them drop. "Begin."