If you don't have the song "Somethin' Stupid" by Frank and Nancy Sinatry, I suggest you download it. It's a good song. Also, it would be intensely difficult to picture House singing it. Go ahead.
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House grinned and raised his eyebrows at Chase. It was an odd look, indeed, but not as odd as what they were about to sing. House took a deep breath and began to wail,
"I know I stand in line,
Until you think you have the time
To spend an evening with me..." he sang enthusiastically into the wrong end of the microphone.
"And if we go some place to dance
I know that there's a chance
You won't be leaving with me…" Chase joined in, stepping over to right his partners mike.
"And afterwards we drop into a quiet little place
And have a drink or two…" they sang together, House looking melancholically into his partners eyes, gripping him tight around the waist, much to his horror. As Chase continued, House got distracted by his hair and began to pet it, murmuring into the microphone about how fantastic his hair was. Chase tried to bat him off and read the words on the screen at the same time.
"And then I go and spoil it all
By saying something stupid
Like –" House cut him of and cried into his mike, "I LOVE YOU!" to finish the verse. This caused quite a bit of feedback that only House seemed oblivious to. Chase scowled and began the next lines;
"I can see it in your eyes,
That you despise the same old lies
You heard the night before,
And though it's just a line to you
For me it's true
It never seemed so right before" he sang, wrenching himself from House's rigor-mortis grip.
"I practice everyday
To find some clever lines to say
To make the meaning come true…" he continued as House wandered across the stage. He turned from his new spot and to the nearest speaker asked, "Is he better looking than me?" waited several seconds, listening for a response and said, "I agree."
"House get over here, sing the so-- But then I think I'll wait
Until the evening gets late
And I'm alone with you..." House seated himself on the edge of the stage with his feet on the nearest table and joined in in the wrong key;
The time is right
Your perfume fills my head
The stars get red
And oh, the night's so blue
And then I go and spoil it all
By saying something stupid
Li--" againHouse cut him off and came in to soon on "I love youuuuuuu…"
There was an instrumental break, and the Sinatra-esque violin set a nice tone for Houses strange limping waltz with his cane, then Chase, then a man from the next act. The man looked horrified and pushed him into the Aussie, who steadied him as much as he could be steadied in time for the last chorus.
"The time is right
Your perfume fills my head
The stars get red
And oh, the night's so blue
And then I go and spoil it all
By saying something stupid
Like—" Chase rolled his eyes as House called out "I love youuu!"
"I love you..."
"I love you…" he sang, glad to be one "I love you" away from the end of the song. He opened his mouth to sing the last line, but was cut off by a very high pitched falsetto from House;
"I love YOUU!" he wailed. He grinned at a horrified Chase and with a gasping sort of giggle fell right off the stage.
"House!" cried the younger doctor, running downstage. His boss stared up at him with a goofy smile, sitting with his legs sprawled out beneath him on a big pile of carpet squares. He ran his hand through one made of blue shag, and cried out when the appendage disappeared. Chase frowned, more angry that he was concerned for his boss than anything. He retrieved House's cane from the stage where he discarded it after his impromptu dance break, hopped down to join him, grabbed House by his collar and dragged him back to the table.
Foreman and Cameron stared wide-eyed at the stage that was now empty. They sat in a stupor, completely awestruck by what they had just witnessed. Their sarcastic, bitter, mean, holier-than-thou boss had completely made a fool of himself. Foreman's Cannon beeped, alerting him to the lack of memory left. It made both of them jump. They both looked at the camera, then each other, and then burst into laughter.
"Oh, sure, laugh it up. That was hilarious. Wha' a fantastic time." Chase growled sarcastically.
"Yeah, pretty much." Beamed the immunologist.
"The best part is that it's all on film." Smiled Foreman, patting his camera, as Cameron stroked her camera phone.
"That," moaned House, "was so much fun!" he collapsedinto the booth, sliding in next to his female subordinate. "You should try it. Get that pretty little face up there…" he nuzzled into her throat and let his neck go limp. She tried to ignore the shiver that passed down her spine.
"Yeh, you 'ave to go up," agreed Chase, "it's no fair if you don'."
Cameron and Foreman looked each other. She raised her eyebrows at him and he shrugged.
"It can't be as bad as what they just did." She speculated.
"You wanna?" He asked.
"Sure," she agreed, "But no 'I love you's." She added to herself, I don't need all three of them trying something with me tonight.
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Cameron and Foreman? Will be an interesting duet. I have a song picked out for them and everything. Review pee's?