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Okay quick guide: Italics + Bold = Jess. Bold = Lona. Bold + Underline = Both of us
Jess: Sorry I was so distracted, my Друзья have gotten so much of my time XD but Эй, it’s High School ya know? Can Ты guys ever forgive me *puppy eyes* I wuv Ты guys. But I was also busy with a 200 point essay so yeah... OH and did I mention, I have a crush now x3 sooo.... yeeaaaa I will make time for y’all though :D
Lona: AHHH sorry for the wait Dx I was soooo busy with school! I didn’t have a life myself! And who out there knows the Показать Castle? DID Ты SEE THE EPISODE?!?!?! :DDDDD AWESOMENESS!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH and P.S., Jess was high off of sugar the whole freaking time (Jess: Yes, yes I was) -.- Haha I also have a not-so-secret person at school LOL Everyone tells me that he and I should “Sleep with each other already and make little Austin Babies”. -.- Oh highschool....how I....I have no freaking clue. xD
Well.... ANYWAYS
ENJOY and......
HAPPY VALENTINE’S день LOVIES!! DO NOT GIVE JESS ANY CANDY! SHE HAS HAD ENOUGH!
… don’t listen to Lona XD
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Cuddy stood in the same position, with her mouth ajar and her eyes wide as as she watched her boyfriend and daughter go off to prize counter. She had never, ever, heard Rachel call House that. But, House didn’t seem to be surprised at all. He must be bonding with Rachel еще than she knew and she couldn’t help but feel bad and a bit envious that House was spending еще time with her daughter and seemingly got to know her better than she did. Still, she loved seeing them together and happy. It sent her сердце fluttering when she sees the sparkle in House’s eyes when Rachel does something to make him proud. или when she saw Rachel’s young toothy smile when House acknowledges her achievements.
“So, that’s Rachel’s father, eh?” Malcolm asked, flushing away her thoughts. “I didn’t know Ты were married.” she could hear a hint of jealousy in his voice.
Though Cuddy didn’t approve of the tone Malcolm was using, she couldn’t help but smile when Malcolm concluded that House was Rachel’s father. Oh how she wished that were true. Just the thought made her сердце flutter. The sound of those words made her ears ring with joy. To have House, her House, be an official part of her family - on paper - would be one of the greatest achievements in her life. Something to have shown her mother that she can indeed have a husband and have a high position in her career.
“No, we’re not married,” Cuddy responded after a moment of день dreaming. She had to hold the urge to add ‘yet’, “he’s my boyfriend of nearly a год now,” a smile leaked onto her face that Malcolm couldn’t help but feel jealous of, “he and Rachel have really bonded over the last few months.” She bit her lip to stop herself from unleashing the biggest grin she could show.
She could almost see his face turn green with jealousy, though he tried to hide it with a fake smile, but his eyes clearly had anger and envy laced in the изумруд color of his eyes. It was not a site that Cuddy liked to see, especially towards House and Rachel - her family.
Malcolm opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted, once again, by House and Rachel. This time, however, House was clad with a sugar high Rachel on his shoulders, who was bouncing up and down and pulling on his hair, или what’s still there, with one hand, and the other, holding a зефир cannon. It looked exactly like a potato cannon, but smaller and contained a lot of marshmallows.
Cuddy looked at the duo with a her mouth wide open in a disapproving way. “Seriously, House? Ты know how I feel about Rachel and sugar. Why did Ты get that for her?”
Rachel, seeing her Избранное man get in trouble quickly put on her best practiced щенок face and looked at her mother sadly. “Sowwy mama, I ask dada too. Can I pwease keep it mama,” she topped it was a small pout.
House held back his look of approval as he noticed Cuddy’s face begin to melt into her daughter’s act. He knew she could, at any moment, change her mind though. He watched her expression closely and when he saw her begin to chew on her lower lip, he let a smirk go. She just lost.
“Fine,” Cuddy caved, “you can keep it,” she quickly put on a stern face, though she doubted it would do much, “but Ты can’t eat too much at once, that goes for the both of you, understood?”
House and Rachel gave a wide grin at Cuddy. “Okay mommy,” they both responded and Cuddy rolled her eyes with a sigh. This incredible man was turning her daughter into a female clone of himself. God help them all. She watched as he turned around and bounced her up and down, tickling her stomach with his hair. Her eyes widened.
“Don’t Ты dare shoot anyone with that!” She hissed at them, realizing what those two can do with a зефир cannon.
All she got in response was a nonchalant wave of House’s hand, and a small repeat of Rachel’s arm as she copied his actions.
Cuddy shook her head in horror and exasperation, as she watched her two “kids” walk off.
She then noticed, as she sat back down, that Malcolm was gone. She turned her body all around, eyes sifting through the wave of hyped up kids and tired and frustrated adults chasing after сказал(-а) kids. Her eyes caught on a man with his back turned to the window of the amusement center.
Cuddy recognized the clothes as his and saw him run a hand through his brown wavy hair, and noticed his slumped shoulders, as he began to walk off to his car in the distance. Her eyes squinted slightly in curiosity and concern for her new addition to PPTH before she quickly went after him.
“Aaron,” she called after him. He hesitantly stopped at the door and turned back to look at her, “where are Ты going? I thought Ты needed me to explain the guidelines of the hospital.”
“It’s fine,” he played it off with his best poker face, “you should spend time with your... family,” he held back the venom that soaked his mouth. She didn’t miss the hesitation he had before he сказал(-а) the word family. But before she could say anything else, he briskly turned and walked towards his car. Quickly opening, closing, lighting the engine, and leaving the parking lot. All within a two minutes.
Cuddy stood like that for a while just looking at the spot where Malcolm had been standing before her, only moments ago. She jumped as she felt a hand place itself firmly on her left shoulder. She whipped around and looked at House, who in turn looked at her with a cocked brow.
“You okay,” he inquired concerned.
Cuddy stood there for a секунда before looking at him. “Yeah, sorry, just have a bit of a headache. Today’s a bit crazy, Ты know?”
House smiled and gave Cuddy the bag of leftover пицца and toys. “Why don’t Ты go start the car, this place is getting a bit loud.”
Cuddy gave him a small appreciatively smile and took the bag. “Thanks,” she pecked his cheek and went out to the car and sat in the passenger side to let her headache settle.
~Huddy~ ~Huddy~ ~Huddy~ ~Huddy~ ~Huddy~
The gang made their way back into the house. Rachel was still on her sugar high, but House had gotten down after during the drive back home.
“I’m going to go hit the shower. I smell like day’s old пицца and sugar,” Cuddy сказал(-а) with a teasing tone as she removed her куртка and placed it over the couch’s arm. House and Rachel had already conquered the диван, мягкий уголок and had settled in to watch some Spongebob.
She didn’t get much of a reply other than a nonchalant “Have fun” and a blabber from her daughter. She rolled her eyes as she roused House’s hair before she turned to go into their bedroom to go fetch clothes.
~Huddy~ ~Huddy~ ~Huddy~ ~Huddy~ ~Huddy~
Once she exited the steamed up bathroom after her shower, clad only in a towel, she peeked around to the living room, curious to why she heard no sounds during her shower.
She smiled fondly and held back a giggle as she absorbed in the sight before her eyes. On the диван, мягкий уголок laid her boyfriend, with his hair mussed in every direction, a pout on his face, and a small Rachel nested on his bare chest, she guessed he was ready for a душ as well, with her thumb in her mouth, quietly snoring as she slept off her sugar rush from earlier.
Her tranquility, and their sleep, was brought to an abrupt end as House’s phone went off. “MmmBop” blasted from his phone speakers, signalling that it was his team calling, most likely with a new case.
House reached sleepily into his pocket, beckoning Cuddy with his other hand to get Rachel off of him.
“Someone better be dying,” he grumbled into the phone, only half-menacingly.
“Well duh Holmes. Why else would we dare call Ты on a Saturday? Better yet, why would we be here on a Saturday?” Chase’s, obviously tired and sarcastic, voice drifted through to House’s side of the phone.
“Touche, Wombat,” House snided back, as he ran a hand roughly down his face. He shrugged as he saw Cuddy glaring down at him for being mean.
“Run an ANA and test for Sarcridosis, Osteoporosis...Oh just do all the osis’” House сказал(-а) with a petulant shrug.
Cuddy rolled her eyes as she walked back into the living room after hearing his last statement, and walked herself up to him, wrapping her arms around his bare waist, rubbing small lazy circles on his back.
House hung up his phone after barking some еще directions to his team and dropped his phone lazily down on the couch, it disappearing within seconds, between the cushions.
“Patient?” Cuddy asked sleepily, worn out herself. She felt House’s chin run up and down on her head as he nodded. “Well Ты better go before the boss gets mad,” she teased jokingly as she looked up from her place on his chest.
He retorted by sticking out his tongue at her as he reached down for his shirt. She reluctantly let go of him and watching as he threw on his, now, rumpled рубашка and ruffled his own hair in a careless effort to fix it, although, he only made it worse.
House leaned down to Kiss her and turned around after smacking her towel-clad жопа, попка with a jackass grin on his face.
“See ya wideload!” House сказал(-а) childishly with a twinkle in his eye.
“See ya Jackass!” Cuddy сказал(-а) in reply as she waved him off her her hand.
She heard the front door open and close quietly and a минута later, heard the rumble of his motorcycle engine and the roar of him leaving the driveway and onto the road. Not a секунда later did she receive a text from the devil himself.
“I lobe you!”
She rolled her eyes at his text and placed her ежевика back down on the coffee таблица as she made herself comfy on the warm диван, мягкий уголок that still had his scent all over it and she succumbed to a nap herself.
~Huddy~ ~Huddy~ ~Huddy~ ~Huddy~ ~Huddy~
Zooming down the street, the leather-clad cripple on his beast motorcycle passed several cars as he rushed to work. His mind was focusing on the symptoms his team had overflowed him with. It didn’t make sense, none of those symptoms would ever fit together, he thought. Blurry vision, numb limbs, and sensitive teeth. It seemed so random.
As his mind went deeper and deeper into thought over these, his body went on autopilot and followed the route to work that he was used to. Without thinking, when the light turned green, he sped up at his usually speed and before he had a chance to blink, he was caught off guard by a passing car.
House only heard a sickening crack right after he saw the bright lights of the car that had cut him off, all before his vision went black.
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Okay so our beginning A/N was super long so we’re just gonna say: серовато-коричневый, dun, дун серовато-коричневый, dun, дун DUN! And hoped Ты guys liked it! :D please Review whether Ты liked it или not :D
WHAT WILL HAPPEN NEXT?!?!?!....No seriously. I have NO idea what will happen next! Your reviews can help! SO SEND IT IN! Each time Ты press the review button, a щенок gets a new and peaceful Главная :) And the sad щенок commercials will end soon cause that stuff makes me cry :’(
Once again Happy Valentine’s день and WE Любовь YOU!!
~Jess and Lona
Okay quick guide: Italics + Bold = Jess. Bold = Lona. Bold + Underline = Both of us
Jess: Sorry I was so distracted, my Друзья have gotten so much of my time XD but Эй, it’s High School ya know? Can Ты guys ever forgive me *puppy eyes* I wuv Ты guys. But I was also busy with a 200 point essay so yeah... OH and did I mention, I have a crush now x3 sooo.... yeeaaaa I will make time for y’all though :D
Lona: AHHH sorry for the wait Dx I was soooo busy with school! I didn’t have a life myself! And who out there knows the Показать Castle? DID Ты SEE THE EPISODE?!?!?! :DDDDD AWESOMENESS!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH and P.S., Jess was high off of sugar the whole freaking time (Jess: Yes, yes I was) -.- Haha I also have a not-so-secret person at school LOL Everyone tells me that he and I should “Sleep with each other already and make little Austin Babies”. -.- Oh highschool....how I....I have no freaking clue. xD
Well.... ANYWAYS
ENJOY and......
HAPPY VALENTINE’S день LOVIES!! DO NOT GIVE JESS ANY CANDY! SHE HAS HAD ENOUGH!
… don’t listen to Lona XD
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Cuddy stood in the same position, with her mouth ajar and her eyes wide as as she watched her boyfriend and daughter go off to prize counter. She had never, ever, heard Rachel call House that. But, House didn’t seem to be surprised at all. He must be bonding with Rachel еще than she knew and she couldn’t help but feel bad and a bit envious that House was spending еще time with her daughter and seemingly got to know her better than she did. Still, she loved seeing them together and happy. It sent her сердце fluttering when she sees the sparkle in House’s eyes when Rachel does something to make him proud. или when she saw Rachel’s young toothy smile when House acknowledges her achievements.
“So, that’s Rachel’s father, eh?” Malcolm asked, flushing away her thoughts. “I didn’t know Ты were married.” she could hear a hint of jealousy in his voice.
Though Cuddy didn’t approve of the tone Malcolm was using, she couldn’t help but smile when Malcolm concluded that House was Rachel’s father. Oh how she wished that were true. Just the thought made her сердце flutter. The sound of those words made her ears ring with joy. To have House, her House, be an official part of her family - on paper - would be one of the greatest achievements in her life. Something to have shown her mother that she can indeed have a husband and have a high position in her career.
“No, we’re not married,” Cuddy responded after a moment of день dreaming. She had to hold the urge to add ‘yet’, “he’s my boyfriend of nearly a год now,” a smile leaked onto her face that Malcolm couldn’t help but feel jealous of, “he and Rachel have really bonded over the last few months.” She bit her lip to stop herself from unleashing the biggest grin she could show.
She could almost see his face turn green with jealousy, though he tried to hide it with a fake smile, but his eyes clearly had anger and envy laced in the изумруд color of his eyes. It was not a site that Cuddy liked to see, especially towards House and Rachel - her family.
Malcolm opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted, once again, by House and Rachel. This time, however, House was clad with a sugar high Rachel on his shoulders, who was bouncing up and down and pulling on his hair, или what’s still there, with one hand, and the other, holding a зефир cannon. It looked exactly like a potato cannon, but smaller and contained a lot of marshmallows.
Cuddy looked at the duo with a her mouth wide open in a disapproving way. “Seriously, House? Ты know how I feel about Rachel and sugar. Why did Ты get that for her?”
Rachel, seeing her Избранное man get in trouble quickly put on her best practiced щенок face and looked at her mother sadly. “Sowwy mama, I ask dada too. Can I pwease keep it mama,” she topped it was a small pout.
House held back his look of approval as he noticed Cuddy’s face begin to melt into her daughter’s act. He knew she could, at any moment, change her mind though. He watched her expression closely and when he saw her begin to chew on her lower lip, he let a smirk go. She just lost.
“Fine,” Cuddy caved, “you can keep it,” she quickly put on a stern face, though she doubted it would do much, “but Ты can’t eat too much at once, that goes for the both of you, understood?”
House and Rachel gave a wide grin at Cuddy. “Okay mommy,” they both responded and Cuddy rolled her eyes with a sigh. This incredible man was turning her daughter into a female clone of himself. God help them all. She watched as he turned around and bounced her up and down, tickling her stomach with his hair. Her eyes widened.
“Don’t Ты dare shoot anyone with that!” She hissed at them, realizing what those two can do with a зефир cannon.
All she got in response was a nonchalant wave of House’s hand, and a small repeat of Rachel’s arm as she copied his actions.
Cuddy shook her head in horror and exasperation, as she watched her two “kids” walk off.
She then noticed, as she sat back down, that Malcolm was gone. She turned her body all around, eyes sifting through the wave of hyped up kids and tired and frustrated adults chasing after сказал(-а) kids. Her eyes caught on a man with his back turned to the window of the amusement center.
Cuddy recognized the clothes as his and saw him run a hand through his brown wavy hair, and noticed his slumped shoulders, as he began to walk off to his car in the distance. Her eyes squinted slightly in curiosity and concern for her new addition to PPTH before she quickly went after him.
“Aaron,” she called after him. He hesitantly stopped at the door and turned back to look at her, “where are Ты going? I thought Ты needed me to explain the guidelines of the hospital.”
“It’s fine,” he played it off with his best poker face, “you should spend time with your... family,” he held back the venom that soaked his mouth. She didn’t miss the hesitation he had before he сказал(-а) the word family. But before she could say anything else, he briskly turned and walked towards his car. Quickly opening, closing, lighting the engine, and leaving the parking lot. All within a two minutes.
Cuddy stood like that for a while just looking at the spot where Malcolm had been standing before her, only moments ago. She jumped as she felt a hand place itself firmly on her left shoulder. She whipped around and looked at House, who in turn looked at her with a cocked brow.
“You okay,” he inquired concerned.
Cuddy stood there for a секунда before looking at him. “Yeah, sorry, just have a bit of a headache. Today’s a bit crazy, Ты know?”
House smiled and gave Cuddy the bag of leftover пицца and toys. “Why don’t Ты go start the car, this place is getting a bit loud.”
Cuddy gave him a small appreciatively smile and took the bag. “Thanks,” she pecked his cheek and went out to the car and sat in the passenger side to let her headache settle.
~Huddy~ ~Huddy~ ~Huddy~ ~Huddy~ ~Huddy~
The gang made their way back into the house. Rachel was still on her sugar high, but House had gotten down after during the drive back home.
“I’m going to go hit the shower. I smell like day’s old пицца and sugar,” Cuddy сказал(-а) with a teasing tone as she removed her куртка and placed it over the couch’s arm. House and Rachel had already conquered the диван, мягкий уголок and had settled in to watch some Spongebob.
She didn’t get much of a reply other than a nonchalant “Have fun” and a blabber from her daughter. She rolled her eyes as she roused House’s hair before she turned to go into their bedroom to go fetch clothes.
~Huddy~ ~Huddy~ ~Huddy~ ~Huddy~ ~Huddy~
Once she exited the steamed up bathroom after her shower, clad only in a towel, she peeked around to the living room, curious to why she heard no sounds during her shower.
She smiled fondly and held back a giggle as she absorbed in the sight before her eyes. On the диван, мягкий уголок laid her boyfriend, with his hair mussed in every direction, a pout on his face, and a small Rachel nested on his bare chest, she guessed he was ready for a душ as well, with her thumb in her mouth, quietly snoring as she slept off her sugar rush from earlier.
Her tranquility, and their sleep, was brought to an abrupt end as House’s phone went off. “MmmBop” blasted from his phone speakers, signalling that it was his team calling, most likely with a new case.
House reached sleepily into his pocket, beckoning Cuddy with his other hand to get Rachel off of him.
“Someone better be dying,” he grumbled into the phone, only half-menacingly.
“Well duh Holmes. Why else would we dare call Ты on a Saturday? Better yet, why would we be here on a Saturday?” Chase’s, obviously tired and sarcastic, voice drifted through to House’s side of the phone.
“Touche, Wombat,” House snided back, as he ran a hand roughly down his face. He shrugged as he saw Cuddy glaring down at him for being mean.
“Run an ANA and test for Sarcridosis, Osteoporosis...Oh just do all the osis’” House сказал(-а) with a petulant shrug.
Cuddy rolled her eyes as she walked back into the living room after hearing his last statement, and walked herself up to him, wrapping her arms around his bare waist, rubbing small lazy circles on his back.
House hung up his phone after barking some еще directions to his team and dropped his phone lazily down on the couch, it disappearing within seconds, between the cushions.
“Patient?” Cuddy asked sleepily, worn out herself. She felt House’s chin run up and down on her head as he nodded. “Well Ты better go before the boss gets mad,” she teased jokingly as she looked up from her place on his chest.
He retorted by sticking out his tongue at her as he reached down for his shirt. She reluctantly let go of him and watching as he threw on his, now, rumpled рубашка and ruffled his own hair in a careless effort to fix it, although, he only made it worse.
House leaned down to Kiss her and turned around after smacking her towel-clad жопа, попка with a jackass grin on his face.
“See ya wideload!” House сказал(-а) childishly with a twinkle in his eye.
“See ya Jackass!” Cuddy сказал(-а) in reply as she waved him off her her hand.
She heard the front door open and close quietly and a минута later, heard the rumble of his motorcycle engine and the roar of him leaving the driveway and onto the road. Not a секунда later did she receive a text from the devil himself.
“I lobe you!”
She rolled her eyes at his text and placed her ежевика back down on the coffee таблица as she made herself comfy on the warm диван, мягкий уголок that still had his scent all over it and she succumbed to a nap herself.
~Huddy~ ~Huddy~ ~Huddy~ ~Huddy~ ~Huddy~
Zooming down the street, the leather-clad cripple on his beast motorcycle passed several cars as he rushed to work. His mind was focusing on the symptoms his team had overflowed him with. It didn’t make sense, none of those symptoms would ever fit together, he thought. Blurry vision, numb limbs, and sensitive teeth. It seemed so random.
As his mind went deeper and deeper into thought over these, his body went on autopilot and followed the route to work that he was used to. Without thinking, when the light turned green, he sped up at his usually speed and before he had a chance to blink, he was caught off guard by a passing car.
House only heard a sickening crack right after he saw the bright lights of the car that had cut him off, all before his vision went black.
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Okay so our beginning A/N was super long so we’re just gonna say: серовато-коричневый, dun, дун серовато-коричневый, dun, дун DUN! And hoped Ты guys liked it! :D please Review whether Ты liked it или not :D
WHAT WILL HAPPEN NEXT?!?!?!....No seriously. I have NO idea what will happen next! Your reviews can help! SO SEND IT IN! Each time Ты press the review button, a щенок gets a new and peaceful Главная :) And the sad щенок commercials will end soon cause that stuff makes me cry :’(
Once again Happy Valentine’s день and WE Любовь YOU!!
~Jess and Lona
