thanks for all your wonderful, inspiring reviews! the points are as follows: Foreman - 9 points Cameron - 7 points and Chase - 7 points. (NOTE: those points aren't including any activities completed in this chapter.)Another short chapter, I know. My apologies.
"Dr Chase, I'm a little confused about this paperwork. Could you explain it to me?" The nurse asked, holding out some forms to him.
"Bleh mimbetty bobble obble blourga pfffft shah plerg ping!" Chase answered in a series of grunts and raspberries. When the nurse froze in terror and obviously wasn't going to reply, he raised his eyebrows.
"Did you get that? I don't want to have to repeat it." He added before strolling casually into the elevator, where he met Foreman. The two of them kept shooting wary looks in each other's direction, and Foreman was giving Chase a record-breaking hairy eyeball.
When they reached the next floor House entered, and immediately noticed the wary atmosphere. A minute passed, and he couldn't stand the tension any longer.
"Phew! Who farted?" He said in his most obnoxious voice. The two younger doctors shot him their most impatient looks, and he feigned embarrassment. "Oops, sorry. Can't control myself in my old age." He said bashfully. Chase snorted as the three of them got out on their floor.
"Any new cases?" He asked Cameron as they entered the conference room.
"None that you'd be interested in, Bob." She replied as she sorted his mail. House screwed his face up in a pained expression. "Bob?" he demanded.
She continued with the mail as if nothing had happened.
House stood in a confused stance while his employees organised themselves.
Cuddy walked in, nose stuck in a file. "Dr Cameron?" she enquired.
"Yes Bob?" The younger woman replied, looking slightly uncomfortable.
Cuddy stopped, and closed the file. "I'm sorry?" she said, shaking her head a little. Cameron shifted feet. In the corner Chase and Foreman were shaking with silent laughter.
"I'm sorry- yes Dr Bob?" She tensed, as if she were standing on the Titanic while it approached the iceberg.
Cuddy frowned, looking more confused than annoyed. If it were House she would have exploded already. This was strange. "Follow me to my office, please Dr Cameron." She murmured, leading the way out the door. Cameron hung her head with a sigh, and followed her superior.
"Oooooh! Someone's been a naughty girl! Give her a good spanking Boss!" House yelled after them, hopping excitedly. As soon as they were gone, his face turned dead serious, and he turned to Chase and Foreman.
"I know something's going on. You're keeping me out of the loop. I'm extremely disappointed boys." He added, using his best 'hurt' expression. They remained silent. He hobbled into his office and sat down, pulling out his Game Boy. Foreman and Chase gathered their things and headed out the door.
When he was sure they were gone, House stuck his head out. The coast was clear. He snuck into the conference room and rummaged around in his employees' pockets.
When his search produced nothing but breath mints, lipstick and a paperclip he threw Chase's coat aside and moved on to Foreman's. Nothing interesting in there, either. He advanced towards Cameron's coat, somewhat cautiously.
"What will I find in here? Probably a picture of myself with 'I heart House' written all over it." He muttered as he stuck his hands in her pockets. Nope, nothing. Nothing at all. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
But wait – what was that under the table? He bent down stiffly and pulled the piece of paper out from under the table, an evil grin spreading over his face
to be continued...