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CUDDY: HOUSE!

HOUSE: Waited on me to say your sweetest good morning?

CUDDY: Not really because I've waited on you to say you have a lecture on Auditorium room three tomorrow morning. Prepare a lesson plan.

HOUSE: That, I intend to forget everyday but you just don't let me over a quarter of the day without reminding it again to me.

CUDDY: Better stalk you this way than a no-show.

HOUSE: Riiiiiiiiiiighhhhhhht! (turned to walk away)

CUDDY: And House?

HOUSE: Huh?

CUDDY: From the deepest bone marrow, to the tiniest tendons, up to the hair follicles and sweat glands of my sexy body. I am giving my sweetest greeting --- Good morning.

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HOUSE: You know what? Your eyes are the same color as my Porsche. Want to have a ride?

CUDDY: You don't have a Porsche.

HOUSE: Ow, I do.

CUDDY: Fine. What's its color?

HOUSE: Red.

CUDDY: Uh… and it's the same color as my eyes? Sweet.

HOUSE: That's not the point. The point is that you'd look good in it. Let me give you a ride home.

CUDDY: Send it back to the mafia. It's bribe. You don't need another lawsuit.

HOUSE: Tomorrow, after I give you a ride home.

CUDDY: I don't want anything to do with it.

HOUSE: (led Cuddy to the parking lot and showed the car) You like that, ha? (teasingly)

CUDDY: (bit her lower lip) Damn. (leaned closer to House to whisper) Don't tell anyone I know it was a gift from the mobsters.

HOUSE: (made an innocent face) Me neither. I don't know whom its from.

CUDDY: But send it back tomorrow.

HOUSE: Cross my heart, hope to die.

CUDDY: Get in. I'm driving.

HOUSE: But Cuddy! It's my Porsche…

CUDDY: I'll drive it on my way home. You drive it on your way home.

HOUSE: Some compromise, huh? Already fighting for custody?

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HOUSE: Has anyone told you, you have Scandinavian hands?

CUDDY: Uh, no.

HOUSE: No, of course not. That would be an incredibly stupid thing to say, wouldn't it?

CUDDY: No objection there.

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HOUSE: (barged through Cuddy's office with a red rose on his hand)

CUDDY: What? (Lifted her head up from the paperwork)

HOUSE: Do you have a moment?

CUDDY: How about now?

HOUSE: (gave Cuddy the single rose) I wanted to show this rose how incredibly beautiful you are.

CUDDY: (sighed) What, now?

HOUSE: It's sweet, huh? Don't you think? I brought you flowers.

CUDDY: Oh, drop it. What do you want?

HOUSE: (cute smile) I need another nerve biopsy.

CUDDY: What? You already took one?

HOUSE: Ooooowwh! Look at the Rose… so beautiful…

CUDDY: (cute smile) enough already. Go away. Thanks for the rose anyway.

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HOUSE: Hello, sunshine.

CUDDY: Why do you keep calling me that?

HOUSE: Because you are so beautiful that you give the sun a reason to shine.

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HOUSE: WHERE IS YOUR PAPER BAG?

CUDDY: What? Why are you angry?

HOUSE: YOUR PAPER BAG TO PUT OVER YOUR HEAD!

CUDDY: Excuse me?

HOUSE: It's dangerous for someone like you to be out in public with all those HORNY PEOPLE around. But don't worry, I'll protect you.

CUDDY: No, no, no. No. You're not coming with me.

HOUSE: I'm your boyfriend.

CUDDY: Says who?

HOUSE: Says me.

CUDDY: It's an official business party. You're not invited, boy---friend.

HOUSE: Tell them I'm your escort.

CUDDY: Wilson is escorting me.

HOUSE: That wreck!

CUDDY: He's a board member.

HOUSE: Here.

CUDDY: What's this?

HOUSE: PAPER BAG. Put that on.

CUDDY: (blurted out laughing) You bet.

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HOUSE: I talked to a shrink.

CUDDY: Finally.

HOUSE: You know there was something that he said that bothered me.

CUDDY: I have a feeling you'll tell me what it was without me even asking about what it was.

HOUSE: You know, Dr. Phil said I'm afraid of commitment. Want to help prove him wrong.

CUDDY: Dr. Phil is a surgeon. I know my doctors.

HOUSE: Not that Dr. Phil. The Dr. Phil on TV.

CUDDY: …

HOUSE: Say something.

CUDDY: What do you want me to say?

HOUSE: Anything.

CUDDY: Okay.

HOUSE: Okay what?

CUDDY: See you tomorrow.

As always, please review.

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Title: Dating Contract

Pairing: Cuddy/House

Timeline: Pre-series. College student Cuddy, legendary House, even before Stacey. You'll know.

References: Humpty Dumpty (2:3) Cameron asking Cuddy if she just knew him as a legend and from House's remark "no more naughty school girl" on Mob Rules (1:something) to Vogler about Cuddy. And the latest (you know… in season 3…), the "get over me" conversation.

Summary: Cuddy has to finish her thesis paper and needs a boyfriend as a material for the research. House has to mend a broken heart caused by his first fiancee. They met through Cuddy's friend which is also House's cousin. Then, they decided to date for a month. Well, that's actually the few chapters. I just gave it away.

Thanks.