A/N: 1 review, yay!!! Thank you ILUVHOUSE! but oh well, such is the life of a fanfic writer at times. Regardless, I'm going to plug away at this because I have ideas.
Chapter 2: You invited your mother?!
The day of the wedding drew closer. Cameron, as she'd been expecting, had taken over the brunt of House's duties as well as her own. She didn't mind. After all, if you wanted something done right, you had to do it yourself. House, as promised, had stayed away from bachelor party planning, which was both a surprise and a relief to Wilson.
The eve of the party found Wilson arriving at House's ready for a good poker game.
"We should be out on the town, partying with strippers and getting drunk," House complained as he opened the door for Wilson.
"I don't want to get drunk. I want to have a good time with my friends."
There was a knock on the door, and House answered it. Chase and Foreman stood on the other side.
"Did you guys carpool?"
"Yea, we don't live that far from each other. It made sense," Chase said.
"I hope you brought food."
Foreman thrust a bag of groceries into House's hands and came in, Chase behind.
House took the bag to the kitchen and emptied its contents.
"What the hell?! Tofu, veggies, fruit salad! This is a bachelor party, not a tea party!"
"It's what Wilson wanted," Foreman shrugged.
"Care to explain, Jimmy?"
"It doesn't hurt to eat healthy. You must have the fastest metabolism known to man. By my figures, you should weigh over 300 pounds, the way you eat."
House flicked a grape at him.
There was another knock on the door.
"I'll get it." Wilson made for the door. One of their poker buddies came in, with more health food, much to House's disgust.
"I was expecting more from you…big…white….guy," he said, having no idea what the man's name was.
"It's Nick. And sorry, Wilson I can't stay. I just wanted to drop this stuff off and say congrats."
"Thanks Nick I appreciate it." Nick took his leave with a wave in Wilson's direction and a nod at Foreman and Chase.
"Just two more people," Wilson said.
"Then we can gossip and paint each other's nails," House said sullenly.
"Only if you insist."
The door again, the knock somehow softer.
Wilson moved to answer it, but House cut in front of him.
"I'll get-…" Wilson started, but House had already opened the door.
"Nuh-uh, turn around now, and go home. You're in violation of sacred bachelor party law here."
Cameron brushed past him and inside.
"I was invited."
House glared at Wilson. "No women."
"Cameron is my friend. I wouldn't have met Mary Ann without her. I want her here."
"Did you bring any fruit? We're in the middle of a major shortage here," House gestured at the kitchen counter, full of health food.
"Actually, I brought buffalo wings."
House's eyes grew wide, and he noticed for the first time the bucket of chicken in her hands.
"I love you. You can stay. Hand it over!"
Cameron smiled at the comment and forked over the wings. "I know you're only using me for my wings, but thank you."
Another knock.
"I can hardly wait to see who this is…Cuddy perhaps?"
"I invited her. She couldn't make it."
"Bummer." House opened the door, and immediately shut it again.
"You invited your mother?!" he hissed at Wilson.
"Why not?"
"She's your mother. This is supposed to be a bachelor party. You do not, under any circumstances, invite your mother to your bachelor party!"
"Well, I did. Now let her in."
"No, you do it. If I remember correctly, she couldn't keep her hands to herself at your last wedding."
"She likes you."
"Too much, I'm not answering it." He hid in the hallway.
"Fine." Wilson answered the door, and gave his mother a hug. "Hi Mom."
"Oh, James, this is so exciting! My first bachelor party!" House rolled his eyes from his place in the hallway.
"Now, where is Gregory? I know he's not hiding from me!" She glanced around.
"He's in the hallway," Cameron said bluntly. House leaned around the corner and glared at her.
"It's been too long Gregory," Mrs. Wilson gushed. "We shouldn't go so long between visits."
"Hi, Mrs. Wilson."
"I've told you a million times, call me Doris! Now, let's have a hug."
"I really don't think…I have to get the food ready."
"I'm on it!" Cameron called out from the kitchen.
She was awarded with another glare from House as Doris enveloped him in a hug.
"Have you been working out, Gregory?"
"No more than usual."
"You feel…firmer."
House made a face, and wriggled himself loose of her iron grip. He looked at Wilson, who was trying very hard not to laugh out loud. Chase and Foreman were on the verge themselves.
"I'm afraid, James, that I don't know much about poker."
"That's ok Mom. I'll help you through it, and I'm sure House will too."
House sighed loudly, and retreated to his piano, muttering something under his breath.
A/N: I'm stopping here just cause I need to turn in for the night. More of the bachelor party soon, I promise!
