Here we go. The latest installment of ELVIS HOUSE woot. (Woot is not part of the title.)

Okay. Last time on Handsome Awkward's Elvis House I was tired. Now I'm not. Which is a good thing. I'm actually getting to update this story.

I work nights and go to school during the day, which sucks, ergo me no get to writey.

Anyway here we go.

Thank you for all of the reviews you have so graciously given to me. Makes me happy.

(I never expected this story to give me this much inspiration.)

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"Elvis!" Ronald yelled practically jumping onto the bed. He crawled into a standing position and started jumping up and down on top of House's stomach. He groaned and pushed the kid off of him to where Ronald bounced twice and landed near his feet. Ronald pouted and crawled up House's body roughly. He kept crawling up the tall man's frame until he was millimeters from his face.

"I want to see birds." He whispered.

House opened his eyes and almost jumped out of his skin. "Jesus! McDonald, you are going to have to be more subtle with your approaches." He said pushing the kid to his right. How many times had he gone to sleep this morning? Jeez

Cuddy wasn't in his bed and he was beginning to feel regret and total miff in his chest. He stood up and pulled the kid by his shirt and out of the room.

"You smell bad. How long has it been since you took a bath?"

Ronald shrugged. "I don't know." He smiled up to House.

House grimaced, "That is so gross." He whined leading him to the kitchen.

Ronald giggled and followed him. House stopped dead in his tracks at the sight in front of him. Cuddy was standing at the stove with HIS tee shirt and boxer shorts on. He wasn't angry, no, just…surprised.

"Morning."

"It's noon." House said sitting at the table, followed by Ronald copying his every move.

"And you were still asleep when I woke up again, so I decided to make breakfast."

"Breakfast?" House asked incredulously.

"Brunch."

"So that's where they got the name!" House said with no enthusiasm as he rested his head atop the palm of his hand.

"You hungry Ron?" Cuddy asked flipping the pancakes in the skillet over.

He nodded his head ferociously.

"Good, 'Cuz there is a lot here." She smiled.

House felt his stomach growl and was relieved by the aroma coming from the plates placed by the sink with breakfast food stacked on them. He sat back and enjoyed the fact that someone other than Wilson was cooking for him.

"Eggs over easy." He mumbled into the coffee cup she had so graciously handed over to him.

"Done." She said a little too chipper for his taste.

"What's with the new 'tude dude?" House asked taking another gulp and feeling more awake.

"Just…woke up on the right side of the bed I guess." She said with a smirk.

"Whatever. Just cook my breakfast woman." He said slamming his hand down on the table.

Ronald followed along and smiled as his small palm hit the table just like House's.

"You're teaching him bad things."

"On the contrary. I've been teaching him good things in a bad way." He asked incredulously.

"Right, what was I thinking?" She asked scraping the over easy eggs onto a plate and adding bacon, biscuits and gravy with it.

She handed the plate to House who took it greedily and dug in before the plate even hit the table.

She did the same with Ronald who copied House's every move.

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Cuddy had fallen asleep on the couch watching TV when Ronald and House had gotten back from the store. Ronald held a Twix bar in each hand and House was stuck carrying the bags.

She shifted on the couch when she heard the door kicked shut but didn't open her eyes.

"Shhh." Ronald said tip toeing past her.

"What?" House asked.

"SHH! She's sleeping."

"Hasn't she had enough sleep today?"

"I don't know." He shrugged and bit into the chocolate bar.

"You are less than helpful you know?"

"Whatever." He sighed and sat down at the kitchen table with a loud thud. He lifted his arm to straighten the one-size-too-big shirt and practically shoved his armpit into House's face.

"Mary mother of God! You stink." He practically fell backwards at the smell.

"I do not." The kid shouted offended.

"Do too. You could kill a herd of elephants with that rank."

"Could not." He frowned.

"You think I'm joking? Go rub your armpit on Cuddy see if her eyebrows burn off." He said holding the bridge of his nose.

"Fine." He said getting up from the table only to feel himself fly backward and into the grip of House. He held him out from him and led him to the bathroom only to shut the door loudly and sit Ronald up on the counter.

"Take your clothes off." House commanded turning around and twisting the knobs on the faucet and rolling up his sleeves. He made sure the water was lukewarm before he put the plug in.

Ronald did as he was told and took off his clothes. He smelled them and shrugged his naked shoulders.

House turned around and picked him up by his abdomen, not wanting to get close to the anything else. He lowered Ronald into the water and stood up straight.

"Alright, soap." He pulled open his cabinet and grabbed the bar of soap he kept just in case his body wash ran out. Grabbing a washrag House dipped it into the water and lathered up the cloth. Ronald watched in awe as bubbles cumulated on the rag.

House rubbed the kid's chest and back; he made sure the soap was getting to the worse smelling parts. The water was getting dirtier by the second and House grimaced at the sight of it.

Ronald looked up at House. "Can I have bubbles?"

"You have bubbles right here."

"Bubble bath."

"I've already ran the water."

"I just want some bubbles." He said gently.

House sighed loudly and pulled the plug of the tub. He waited until there was barely an inch standing in the tub and poured a large amount of his Axe body wash into a glob straight below the faucet. He turned the water on full blast again and the two of them watched and waited as the bubbles filled the tub.

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House was covered. Soaked to the skin. Bubbles in his hair, on his face, his arms and torso.

Ronald was laughing and splashing him only to get splashed back at the same playful rate.

Before long the entire bathroom floor was covered in puddles of bubbly water, the toilet seat had foam rolling off in big globular drops, and the walls were dripping with water and soap. House was lying in the floor beside the tub when Cuddy opened the door.

"What are you two doing-" Her eyes widened at the site. More bubbles than water was in the tub and Ronald was smiling widely, only from his shoulders up was showing. House sat up slightly and looked up at Cuddy.

She couldn't help but smile at the looks on the their faces.

"I'm going to clean this up." House said in an as-a-matter-of-fact tone.

Cuddy just nodded turning away from him.

"I will!" He shouted and looked back at Ronald. "I think you're clean."

"Someone's at the door." Cuddy called from the living room.

"Get it." He said and picked Ronald up with a towel. The headed into House's room and he threw the kid onto the bed and went to his drawer.

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After he got Ronald dressed with the clothes he had taken from his suitcase they both headed for the living room.

House saw the stuffy man sitting on the couch and hesitated for a moment. "Hi." He simply stated.

"Mr. House." The man said quite cheerfully.

"Dr." House corrected.

The man looked confused.

"Dr. Gregory House." He stated again.

"Oh. I'm sorry. I just read you're name in the lobby. Had no idea you were a doctor. Impressive." He nodded stiffly and stood up to shake hands with the doctor.

"Yes. Impressive." House repeated suspiciously. Cuddy grabbed Ronald's hand and led him into the kitchen.

"We should let the adults talk okay?" She said in an almost solemn tone. He nodded and followed her.

"I'm Edward. Edward Johnson."

"Nice to meet you." House said dryly.

Edward ignored the tone. "I've been called here by David Brent. He seems to be missing…his son." The man looked around the apartment, clearly in search of the boy he had seen only seconds ago.

"Look. The man didn't want the kid. He left him on my doorstep in my apartment and I had nothing to do with it." House stated sitting down.

"You took in a kid without anyone's permission. You had no adoption papers, no tests run to see if you were his biological dad, nothing. You were going to keep him illegally."

"He's been here for one day." House practically shouted, "And let me get something straight, you're telling me that a man who didn't want a motherless child that was his is going to what sue me? I fed him, bathed him, clothed him and entertained him." House said getting angrier by the second.

Since when did he start defending children?

"Oh, Dr. House. He's going to do a lot worse than sue you. He's going to get his kid back and have you arrested."

TBC