Wow i haven't written a shabiki fiction in ages... so i decided i might as well finish the one i started after Birthmarks. This could be a one shot au i could add zaidi chapters, depending on what wewe guys think and where wewe think it should go. ITs supposed to be just a bit offun - a laugh, basically, and i have used so far just House Cuddy and the new team. Its certainly a very huddy shabiki fiction and they are dating. If i do zaidi chapters i will certainly add Wilson and maybe the old team, but it will remain light hearted.
House was leaning back on his chair, listening absently to his team discussing a patient. He didn't really need to listen, he already knew the answer, their words were just mindless chatter in his ears. They all fell silent as he felt a slight buzzing against his chest, and he realized , “ boom boom boom i want wewe in my room” was playing from his phone, Taub finally breaking the disuse of voices by.
“ house, are wewe gonna answer that?”
He picked it up,
“ hujambo cuddy,”
His words and Cuddy’s were clearly audible to the team.
“ can i come over tonight?”
The teams eyebrows rose several inches.
“ yeh, sure,” he alisema smirking slightly at the teams expressions.
Foreman lent back on his chair. HE was, of course, well aware of the thing going on between House and Cuddy ( partly because he caught them making out in her office ) , but he was not sure the team did, and he was certainly not sure he wanted to see a demonstration of that affection right in front of him, even if it was on the phone.
House grinned even zaidi at Foreman’s expression and continued to listen to Cuddy as the team began to talk again,
“ Foreman, what the hell is going on between those two?” Kutner alisema in a whisper, surprisingly eager for gossip,
“ They have a thing, do wewe really need me to tell wewe that, its kinda.. obvious..”
“ Its not entirely appropriate to flaunt it in the work place,” Thirteen alisema quietly.
“ How is a phone call flaunting? Besides, they don’t exactly make out in janitors closets,” Taub added in.
Foreman moved uncomfortably,
“ No, not in Janitors closets, although i think Cuddy’s office is a completely different matter.”
Kutner grinned at that. He’d have to get it on camera some day.
House took the hone of his ear and pressed it to his chest,
“ will wewe kiddies stop gossiping for long enough for me to actually hear what she saying, it may be important for later, if wewe know what i mean,” he smirked adding an exaggerated wink.
13s eyes widened slightly,
“ chill its just about the patient,” Taub alisema listening to what House was saying, “ i hope,”
House took his ear of the phone again,
“ however flattering what wewe think we get up to in are spare time may be, shut up, really, because i need to listen to Satan, otherwise i will pay, and may not be able to walk for the inayofuata couple of days,”
“ au maybe even a week, depending on what i feel like tonight,” cuddy alisema walking in to stand kwa House as she closed her phone with a snap.
House turned to her,
“ i told them to shut up, its not my fault,”
“nothings ever your fault,” she replied dryly, “ even when it is, it has a bad excuse,”
“ its a good excuse as long as i can make wewe moan as loud as wewe shout at me when i make it a couple of hours ‘later,”
“ House,” she alisema warningly giving him a hard stare.
“Cuddy,” he replied, narrowing his deep blue eyes at her.
During this, Kutner had dipped his hand into his pockets and brought out a packet of crisps, which he crunched animatedly watching the show. 13 snuck a few crisps from him, and he continued to watch House and Cuddy glare at each other,
“ what do wewe think will happen next?” he asked 13.
“ depending on how many drugs he gave her this morning, she may just walk off, au she might tell him why she’s here, au they might start making out,”
“ i’ll put five dollars on the making out,”
“ deal. She’s too hot to be that drugged up,” 13 replied.
“ stop looking at me like that,” she finally relented.
“ like what?” giving her another hard blue stare, a smirk spreading across his face.
“ like that.. it feels like your looking into me,”
“ oh don’t worry, i have wewe memorized all over,”
“ thats not what i meant,”
“ oh, so wewe don’t mind be checking wewe out? in that case would wewe mind just turning around and maybe bending over...”
“ House!”
“ Cuddy!” he mimicked, taking a step closer to her and turning his blue eyes strait to hers once more, leaning mbele and whispering in her ear, “ wewe look damn fine today, must be the fact all the guys in princeton suddenly decided to get with someone, your ‘services’ are less useful, your less covered in the smell of hopelessness and use,”
She just glared at him harder, “ house, my office, now.”
“ Oh, don’t worry, i know the only man you’ve aliyopewa your ‘services’ to in the last mwezi is me,”
“Now” she finalized before leaving in the direction of her office.
He stepped back and turned to his team,
“ wewe heard the mistress, get diagnosing, i have to go to her lair, if wewe only find my bones, don’t worry, she will regurgitate the rest of me within a week,”
“ thats such a sick image,” alisema 13.
“ not as sick image as wewe will get if wewe follow me, if wewe know what i mean,” he replied suggestively, before turning tail and leaving after Cuddy.
House was leaning back on his chair, listening absently to his team discussing a patient. He didn't really need to listen, he already knew the answer, their words were just mindless chatter in his ears. They all fell silent as he felt a slight buzzing against his chest, and he realized , “ boom boom boom i want wewe in my room” was playing from his phone, Taub finally breaking the disuse of voices by.
“ house, are wewe gonna answer that?”
He picked it up,
“ hujambo cuddy,”
His words and Cuddy’s were clearly audible to the team.
“ can i come over tonight?”
The teams eyebrows rose several inches.
“ yeh, sure,” he alisema smirking slightly at the teams expressions.
Foreman lent back on his chair. HE was, of course, well aware of the thing going on between House and Cuddy ( partly because he caught them making out in her office ) , but he was not sure the team did, and he was certainly not sure he wanted to see a demonstration of that affection right in front of him, even if it was on the phone.
House grinned even zaidi at Foreman’s expression and continued to listen to Cuddy as the team began to talk again,
“ Foreman, what the hell is going on between those two?” Kutner alisema in a whisper, surprisingly eager for gossip,
“ They have a thing, do wewe really need me to tell wewe that, its kinda.. obvious..”
“ Its not entirely appropriate to flaunt it in the work place,” Thirteen alisema quietly.
“ How is a phone call flaunting? Besides, they don’t exactly make out in janitors closets,” Taub added in.
Foreman moved uncomfortably,
“ No, not in Janitors closets, although i think Cuddy’s office is a completely different matter.”
Kutner grinned at that. He’d have to get it on camera some day.
House took the hone of his ear and pressed it to his chest,
“ will wewe kiddies stop gossiping for long enough for me to actually hear what she saying, it may be important for later, if wewe know what i mean,” he smirked adding an exaggerated wink.
13s eyes widened slightly,
“ chill its just about the patient,” Taub alisema listening to what House was saying, “ i hope,”
House took his ear of the phone again,
“ however flattering what wewe think we get up to in are spare time may be, shut up, really, because i need to listen to Satan, otherwise i will pay, and may not be able to walk for the inayofuata couple of days,”
“ au maybe even a week, depending on what i feel like tonight,” cuddy alisema walking in to stand kwa House as she closed her phone with a snap.
House turned to her,
“ i told them to shut up, its not my fault,”
“nothings ever your fault,” she replied dryly, “ even when it is, it has a bad excuse,”
“ its a good excuse as long as i can make wewe moan as loud as wewe shout at me when i make it a couple of hours ‘later,”
“ House,” she alisema warningly giving him a hard stare.
“Cuddy,” he replied, narrowing his deep blue eyes at her.
During this, Kutner had dipped his hand into his pockets and brought out a packet of crisps, which he crunched animatedly watching the show. 13 snuck a few crisps from him, and he continued to watch House and Cuddy glare at each other,
“ what do wewe think will happen next?” he asked 13.
“ depending on how many drugs he gave her this morning, she may just walk off, au she might tell him why she’s here, au they might start making out,”
“ i’ll put five dollars on the making out,”
“ deal. She’s too hot to be that drugged up,” 13 replied.
“ stop looking at me like that,” she finally relented.
“ like what?” giving her another hard blue stare, a smirk spreading across his face.
“ like that.. it feels like your looking into me,”
“ oh don’t worry, i have wewe memorized all over,”
“ thats not what i meant,”
“ oh, so wewe don’t mind be checking wewe out? in that case would wewe mind just turning around and maybe bending over...”
“ House!”
“ Cuddy!” he mimicked, taking a step closer to her and turning his blue eyes strait to hers once more, leaning mbele and whispering in her ear, “ wewe look damn fine today, must be the fact all the guys in princeton suddenly decided to get with someone, your ‘services’ are less useful, your less covered in the smell of hopelessness and use,”
She just glared at him harder, “ house, my office, now.”
“ Oh, don’t worry, i know the only man you’ve aliyopewa your ‘services’ to in the last mwezi is me,”
“Now” she finalized before leaving in the direction of her office.
He stepped back and turned to his team,
“ wewe heard the mistress, get diagnosing, i have to go to her lair, if wewe only find my bones, don’t worry, she will regurgitate the rest of me within a week,”
“ thats such a sick image,” alisema 13.
“ not as sick image as wewe will get if wewe follow me, if wewe know what i mean,” he replied suggestively, before turning tail and leaving after Cuddy.
