"…it's…House MD. (A/N: YAY EVERYONE WHO GOT THAT RIGHT! OR EVEN JUST TRIED!)" She said smiling at her three legged friend who disguised himself like a foe.
"No it's…hey how did you know?" House asked a little shocked.
"Wilson helped me pick it out, it's been that way for oh let's see about two years, we wanted to see how long it would take you" she smiled at him her brown hair glistening from water.
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Wilson looked over at his friend who was sitting on the couch inside and drinking a beer. A Fat Tire to be exact. He watched as he sat staring at emptiness. He started to think about how misleading House's eyes were.
They said they were fine because the electric blue distracted you from seeing beyond that. They were eyes that held a great deal of anger and pain. An addiction not for pain pills but for sorrow, something few noticed.
"House!" called the oncologist from outside. "House!" finally he lifted his ageing head up and turned toward him.
"WILSON! WILSON!" he yelled louder then Wilson had yelled his name. Wilson got up and moved inside and sat next to his friend.
"Sorry I was just trying to get your attention. So, do you want to go play the games they're doing outside?" House shrugged a yes.
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Cuddy posted the results
Dodge Ball: Team 2
Treasure Hunt: Foreman
Cricket: Chase
Tree Climbing: Robinson
Egg toss: Wilson and Cuddy
Balloon toss: Chase and Obe
Three legged race: House and his cane
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House started to get another beer.
"You've had enough. What did you drive here? Your bike? You shouldn't have any more" Wilson argued.
"Okay Mommy!" House continued drinking it.
"Hey Cuddy!" House called over.
"Hey House." She said making her way across the room.
"Do you like my phone number? Wilson helped me too!"
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