house_bigbang | [round two] Artist: chemina42 (Reply)

Title: Untitled
Subject: Underwater
Pairing/Rating: Gen, G.
Medium: Original illustration
Artist:

Title: Eucatastrophe
Author:

euclase
Pairing: Gen: House, Wilson, Thirteen, Cuddy.
Rating: PG-13
Length: 50,400 words
Spoilers: Through season four; some AU for season five.
Summary: Dr. House believes there is something unusual living in Lake Carnegie. Strange events unfold as he attempts to prove his theory.
Excerpt:

"You notice anything strange about Wilson this morning?" asked House.

Foreman shrugged. "Did you?"

"You're supposed to tell me. That's why I asked. I'm pretty sure that's the way it works, anyway."

"My guess is, you've already noticed something strange about Wilson, and you just want an excuse to stalk him when you should be treating our patient."

House made a face. "I don't stalk Wilson. Wilson's boring."

Foreman raised his eyebrows in disbelief.

"Okay, except for... all those other times," said House.

Thirteen poked her head into the room. "Uh... we have a patient."

"You're right," said Foreman. He turned to glare expectantly at House. "We do."

"Oh, well in that case, let me get my who-gives-a-shit on," said House. He cleared his throat. "Please, Doctor Foreman. Do describe our drug addict's drug addict behavior."

"You still think drugs?"

"I don't think anything," said House. "Because I don't care."

"Should I tell him to come back tomorrow?" asked Thirteen. "Would that be easier?"

"Wilson's apparently more interesting," said Foreman.

"Erno Rubik is more interesting," said House. "Wilson's a canker sore by comparison. Irritating and totally unavoidable."

"What are you doing?" asked Thirteen. She'd noticed the the disassembled Cube on House's desk.

"Did you know--" House picked up his screwdriver and continued snapping corners off the center axis of the toy--"that this cube has about forty quintillion possible arrangements? Of course, now that I've disassembled it, that's increased to about five hundred quintillion possible arrangements."

He put down his screwdriver and snapped off the last few pieces by hand, leaving only the fixed center pieces on their axes. He spread all the pieces out with a sweep of his hand.

"Nice work," said Foreman.

"Some pieces you just can't move," sighed House.

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Title: Untitled
Subject: Art for Go Baby Go
Pairing/Rating: House/Wilson, G.
Medium: Coloured pencil.
Artist:

chemina42

Title: Go Baby Go
Authors:

beeinmybonnet and

bell
Pairing: House/Wilson
Rating: PG-13
Length: 25 700 words
Spoilers: Takes place mid-season 3.
Summary: House finds out about the woman in Wilson's life.
Excerpt:

"What do you think you're doing here?" Wilson hissed. House was close enough to see Wilson's natural flush beneath the foundation which was, damn it, well applied, just like the rest of the make-up. How long had Wilson been at this cross-dressing farce? Months, at least. Maybe years. And never once telling his supposed best friend about it.

"Finding out more about your secret double life," House said, his voice cold. Wilson's flush reddened as he stared intently down at the floor. House crossed his arms even tighter, his anger twisting inside him. "What's up with that? Watched too many noir films, wanted to play the femme fatale?" Wilson covered his face with both hands. Coward. "You look the part."

"It's not about that," Wilson choked out, his head further tucking into his chest, hands still over his face.

"Oh, no?" House sneered. "It's got nothing to do with the pearls or the girly get-me-fucked perfume?"

Wilson finally came out of hiding, his hands clenching into fists and lowering down to around his chest. "It's not a get-me-fucked perfume," he snapped. He hadn't argued the 'girly' part. Then that much was undeniably true.

House leaned forward and breathed in deep through his nose; it smelled like a get-me-fucked scent. He studied the way Wilson's clothes fit him, how they curved and flared in all the right places. Wilson looked great, unfortunately. He could give fashion designers a run for their money, with that sense of style. "Does it get you all hot and bothered? Feed some long-repressed desire?"

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