Artist: Hermione Snape

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Title: Memories
Subject: A collection of memories.
Pairing/Rating: House/Cuddy/Wilson, G
Medium: Cover art









Title: It's How You Play The Game
Author: ducks_in_a_row
Pairing: House/Cuddy/Wilson
Rating: Teen and Up
Length: 22 000 words
Spoilers: None/AU
Summary: Separately, House, Wilson and Cuddy suck at relationships. Together they make it work. They don't know how they make it work, but they do.
Excerpt:

Cuddy started with Wilson. She pointed her finger at him and opened her mouth only to falter before she could fire off an accusation. "Okay, you're not too bad. But you…." She swiveled the gun of her finger to take aim at House.

"I do the laundry," House protested immediately.

"Not until the pile's big enough and old enough it's developed its own ecosystem," Cuddy shot back.

"Once," House retorted. "I created a new life form once. I'd think you could cut me some slack on that one."

"Apparently you've forgotten the other new life forms you bred in the refrigerator."

"Experiments," House said. He wore a mask of innocence. Unfortunately for him, that mask had long since worn thin. "For the children's benefit."

"You thought the kids would benefit from being exposed to botulism?" Wilson asked.

"They'd certainly learn to never do it again."

"I'm going to order the pizza," Cuddy said, getting up from her seat. "Sausage and mushroom."

"But I don't like mushrooms," Rachel repeated.

House stared across the table at her with the same sort of horrified fascination he'd experienced while watching "Wild Kingdom" as a child. Ever since he'd been old enough to ponder the point, he'd wondered at the lack of survival instincts shown by the average human child. Fortunately for Rachel, Cuddy was less likely to eat her own young than some wild animals. She merely gave Rachel a quelling look and headed toward the counter.

"So what brought that on?" House asked Wilson.

"Aside from the mountain of laundry and lack of food at home?"

"Yeah," House said impatiently as he reached for the spoon Cuddy had confiscated. "And aside from the hormonal riptide of PMS."

Wilson snatched the spoon from the table before House could grab it and stuck it in his breast pocket. He leaned back and crossed his arms over his chest. "Nope, I think that pretty much covers it."

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Comments

[ducks-in-a-row.livejournal.com]

OMG I love this. I love the whole thing but honestly--the fact you have Wilson in Micky ears made my whole day :-) Thank you so much for creating this art for my story.

[zulu.livejournal.com]

Hee, this is such a great collage. I love the different moments, and the stick-figure drawing, and I think my favourite choice is the kid's and adult's hands on the keyboard. :)