So, this is basically the same chapter as before but I switched some words to make it better.
House was so glad to have purchased a digital camera. It ment hours of entertainment for him. Well worth the money! Now all he had to do was get just the right picture of his dear friend Wilson for pay back. Cameron was a different story. I'll have to let her think she's safe, he schemed. Looking around for a way to call Cameron to his bedside. (Being in the hospital under close supervision was so tettious.) Spotting the emergancy call button, he pushed it in with his cane. Within minutes Cameron was out of breath asking what the problem was.
'I'm bored.' House stated flattening his blanket around his legs. 'Wead to me, Awison?' he asked in mock baby voice.
'There's nothing wrong with you? There is something wrong with you, House! I rushed down here to make sure you didn't- kick off- and you want me to read you a bed time story!'
'No need to be so harsh Cameron, you could hurt someone feelings.'
'I'm leaving now.'
'No wait, I actually need something from you.' he called to her, raising his eyebrows. Ignoring the obvious sexual inuendo from her boss, she heaved a sign that indicated for him to get on with it. 'I need you to go to my apartment and get my laptop. It's very...important.' House tossed his key's on the bed by his feet. 'And bring Steve. He needs someone to look after him.'
Reaching her body as far as it would go without actually moving her legs she picked up the key's to House's apartment.
'Fine I'll go at lunch.'
'And don't go sniffing where you shouldn't!' His plan was in motion.
Apartment 22B was cleaner then Cameron imagined. It was an organized clutter and perfect for House. Cameron's unconcious plan was to take as long as she could searching. The smell of House all around her was intoxicating. Unfortunately her search for the laptop was cut short when she found it sitting under Steve McQueen's cage on the kitchen table next to all of Steve's belongings. Poor guy. I wonder who is taking care of him? 'Do you want some food and water Steve? You look like you need some. I know! Why don't I take you along with me. ' she qooed to Steve whose expression was very excited for a rat.
'Gimme.' House motioned with his hands toward the very busy handed Cameron. Cage, rat supplies, laptop. She set Steve down on the portable table next to his bed and handed him the laptop. "No, not that. That!' he snatched the sandwhich she had, half smashed from being in the same hand with the laptop.
'I... that was my lunch, House.' she said half-defeated.
'Fine, I guess I can share.' he said, breaking Cameron sandwhich in half and giving it to her. 'After all it's the least I could do for the person who will be watching Steve.'
'Excuse me? Oh, no. I never agreed-'
'Shh. You'll hurt his little feelings Cameron! Besides, he can't stay here. You don't want him to die do you?' She turned to Steve with a sad look. 'I didn't think so.' he Paused to look up at her from his uncomfortable bed, 'Are you gonna sit and eat or what?' Cameron sat quickly not wanting him to change his mind. He asked me to eat with him? Her mind was racing but she sat calmly enjoying the moment. They were eating in silence, but it was comfortable. I suppose that's a good thing. Cameron did not want it to end so soon but she had things to do.
'I guess I need to get back to work' she said more to the floor then to him.
'Yeah.' he squeezed a small piece of cheese from his sandwich through the bars of Steve's cage. 'You can come get him after work. I'll introduce you properly. Now shoo.' he said pushing the end of his cane into her thigh toward the door.
Now that Cameron was going to be busy all day he could safely put in motion the first part of his plan. 'Good thing she is gone now, huh Steve.' the rat looked at him and tilted his head. 'Oh don't you give me that crap too. I get it from Wilson all the time.' House reached next to his rats cage and grabbed his vicodin bottle. He poured outtwo for himself.After he took them he pulled a bottle of >insert safe animal tranquilizer name here 'Now Steve, I know how smart you are, but this time it's gotta happen.This stuff is for you. You are going to help me get back at Cameron for painting my toe nails.' he chimed to his furry friend. House picked up the bag of rat supplies Cameron brought and pulled out Steve's good rat treats. Steve squeeked in appreciation. 'Yeah, yeah. Here. he said pushing one of the small balls of rat food threw the bars. With another rat treat in one hand, he put a fewtrop of Steve's medicineinto the treat. House tossed the rest of them into the garbage so only the one was left, and put the one back in the bag.'Now we just wait Steve.'
I know this one was kinda iffy. I'm not hurting Steve! Promise! I just want him to sleep. You know how they put animals to sleep so they can operate and what-not? That's what this stuff is for. Don't hurt me.
So this one was kinda boring. It's harder then I thought to think of pranks. But I think I got it figured out! And if anyone has any ideas, help me out please. Thanks!
