Feb 22, 2009 15:36
This is just something I wrote for pure fun. House wrote Cuddy a naughty email, Cuddy plays along, but makes one HUGE mistake: She accidentally sent the e-mail to the whole hospital. Here is what ensues. ENJOY!
Cuddy: What???????????
Wilson: Yeah, it’s not only me who got it, but the whole hospital. *Laughs* I had no idea you had it in you.
Cuddy: Shut up! *Goes to look at screen* Oh my God, I can’t believe I did this. What am I going to do?
Wilson: I can’t believe you want to lick House……..
Cuddy: For the sake of all your unborn children, you better not finish that sentence.
Wilson: *Raises arms in defeat but cannot wipe smile off his face* I think you know what you have to do, who you have to go talk to.
Cuddy: *Sigh* He’s enjoying this, isn’t he?
Wilson: I haven’t talked to him today, but do you even have to ask? I bet you won’t even have to give him a raise this year….the next five years.
Cuddy: Yeah, I get it, he’s enjoying this. And so are you. He’s really rubbing off on you.
Wilson: So I’ve been told. Just go talk to him.
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Cuddy walks into House’s office. House looks up. When he sees who it is, he breaks into the biggest smile.
House: Why Dr. Cuddy, to what do I owe this pleasure on such a beautiful day?
Cuddy: You know why I’m here House.
House: *Feigns ignorance* No, Dr. Cuddy, I do not.
Cuddy: You got the e-mail I take it?
House: I get many e-mails from you Dr. Cuddy. They usually go right to the recycle bin.
Cuddy: I sent an e-mail of a certain nature this morning to you. I’m sure you got it.
House: Hmmmm……now that you mention it, I think I did receive an e-mail from you this morning. Let’s see if I can find it *Scrolls through e-mail* Ah, here it is. Ahem.
*Begins reading*
Dr. House,
How about we find out for real whether your cane is compensating for something or not? I suspect I will not be disappointed.
Cuddy: *Blushing* Ok, House, that’s the one. I get it.
House: *continues to read over her* I can’t wait to get you in the sack and blow your mind and your *wink*. I’m going to teach you things that even your hookers don’t know. I’m going to lick….
Cuddy: *Reaches over House’s shoulder and clicks out of it* Stop….now.
House: *Rotates his chair to face Cuddy* Cuddy, you sure know how to make me ‘rise’ to the occasion.
Cuddy: *Rolls eyes* House, be serious for one second. I’m sure you saw that I accidentally sent it to the whole hospital.
House: *Smiles* That did catch my attention, yes.
Cuddy: What are we going to do?
House: We? Wrong choice of pronouns there. I had nothing to do with this.
Cuddy: Yes you did. You sent me the e-mail that started this whole thing.
House: Maybe, but I didn’t push the ‘Send to all’ button on your computer. That was all you. I merely sent you an e-mail describing the female reproductive organs and all the different ways in which they can be stimulated. And I added the part about you naked under my sheets just to punch up the story a little bit.
Cuddy: You have to help me. I have an idea….please House.
House: Fine. But this isn’t going to come without a price, you know.
Cuddy: I know….you can have clinic duty off for a month.
House: Nu-uh. That’s not what I had in mind. *Smiles devilishly*
Cuddy: Do I even dare ask what you want?
House: What I want is simple. I want to know what you were going to teach me under the sheets that hookers don’t even know.
Cuddy: House….no. That moment has passed.
House: But you did want to do that with me when you were writing it. Show me your moves Cuddy. I tell you what, I’ll even show you mine. That we both get a little something out of it.
Cuddy: *Lets out a groan*
House: *House stand up and whispers in her ear* Don’t act like you don’t want this to happen. Now what can I do to make this situation go away?
Cuddy: *Smiles despite the situation at hand* I need you to send an e-mail out to the hospital saying that you got on my e-mail account and sent that out to everyone while I was dealing with a disgruntled patient.
House: As long as you end up in my bed tonight, it would be my pleasure to send out that e-mail. *Sits down and types e-mail* There, do you approve?
Cuddy: *Reads email* Wow, House, I’m impressed. That’s good.
House: That won’t be the last time you say that today.
Cuddy: I’ll see you tonight House. *Turns and leaves*
House smiles again and turns back to his computer. Before sending out the email he adds *P.S. Don’t worry, she’ll be giving me the proper discipline later tonight. ;)*
The end.
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