Drabble-ganza - #31 House, Angel
Once again this has little to do with the prompt. Oh, and it's 150 words.
kayla926 wanted more of the House/Angel crossover but this time with House and Angel finding out about Wes/Wilson for
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Angel barreled through the hospital, oblivious of-
“Woah, big guy, watch the forehead.” A Wesley-type man said sourly, trying to limp around Angel.
Angel peered at him. “You’re House.”
“And you’re in my way, tall, dark, and hulking.” Raised eyebrows that clearly said ‘Move. Now.’
Angel didn’t. “You know Wilson, then. Where-”
“You seem to know an awfully lot about me...are we sleeping together?” came the sarcastic rejoinder. The man tapped his cane against his chin pretending to think. “Or wait, no, you’re sleeping Wilson. Didn’t really think you’d be his type-”
“He’s sleeping with my-” came out as House said, “No, no, he’s got some skinny-”
“You know Wes?” was blurted out as House muttered “You know Pryce.”
The silence that followed was a long, uncomfortable and they both turned and hobbled back the ways they came. Not before giving the other what most would call a sympathetic look.
The next prompt is Confusion
Your Mission: The first to comment will get a drabble within the week. Throw me a fandom, crossover, rps, anything. If I don't know the fandom, I'll let you know. If there's *really* something you want in your drabble, you can request it, but really, all you have to do is give me a pairing.
kayla926 wanted more of the House/Angel crossover but this time with House and Angel finding out about Wes/Wilson for
Home
Angel barreled through the hospital, oblivious of-
“Woah, big guy, watch the forehead.” A Wesley-type man said sourly, trying to limp around Angel.
Angel peered at him. “You’re House.”
“And you’re in my way, tall, dark, and hulking.” Raised eyebrows that clearly said ‘Move. Now.’
Angel didn’t. “You know Wilson, then. Where-”
“You seem to know an awfully lot about me...are we sleeping together?” came the sarcastic rejoinder. The man tapped his cane against his chin pretending to think. “Or wait, no, you’re sleeping Wilson. Didn’t really think you’d be his type-”
“He’s sleeping with my-” came out as House said, “No, no, he’s got some skinny-”
“You know Wes?” was blurted out as House muttered “You know Pryce.”
The silence that followed was a long, uncomfortable and they both turned and hobbled back the ways they came. Not before giving the other what most would call a sympathetic look.
The next prompt is Confusion
Your Mission: The first to comment will get a drabble within the week. Throw me a fandom, crossover, rps, anything. If I don't know the fandom, I'll let you know. If there's *really* something you want in your drabble, you can request it, but really, all you have to do is give me a pairing.