Chapter 7
"Cuddy, can I have some ice cream," asked Michelle?
"Sorry sweet heart, but you haven't had dinner yet."
"But I want ice-cream now!"
"You have to wait until after dinner to get ice-cream," Cuddy said firmly.
Michelle pouted a little bit and crossed her arms. Cuddy stopped what she was doing and walked over to the little girl. She knelt down in front of her. Michelle looked at her with hate in her eyes.
"You let me have chocolate last time,"complained Michelle.
"But we didn't have anything else to eat."
"Can we do it one more time, please."
"I'm sorry sweetie, but we can't."
Michelle pouted and stomped out of the room. Cuddy sighed and walked over to the phone. She dialed House's number and listened to it ring.
"Hello," House said irritated.
"House, it's me Cuddy." "I need your help with something."
"Ha, I knew it." "I win the bet."
"No you don't." "I still haven't brung her home yet."
"So what."
"House, shut up."
"Fine." "What do you want."
"Michelle is kind of mad at me."
"Define mad."
"She's not talking to me."
"Why is she not talking to you."
"Because I said she couldn't have any ice-cream."
"Cuddy, you're flipping because of some stupid ice-cream." "Just wait for her to come downstairs." "She'll get hungry sooner or later."
"Okay."
"Oh yeah, and don't call me unless Michelle is in the hospital." "It will be easier to sue you."
House hung up the phone. Cuddy sighed and hung up the phone. She walked back into the kitchen to finish what she was doing. 5 minutes later, Michelle came down the stairs. She walked into the kitchen.
"I'm sorry."
Cuddy turned around to face Michelle. She was staring down at the ground. Cuddy smiled and walked over to her. Michelle looked up and smiled. Cuddy helped her to the table and they had dinner and ice cream.