Happy Hour (second in the HOUR series)

Jun 18, 2007 17:53

Title:  Happy Hour
Characters:  House, Wilson
Rating: G
Genre:  Angst
Word Count:  525
Summary:  After visiting Wilson in prison, House makes another stop.  And I certainly hope he's finished; I'd love to get this whole "what if?" scenario outta my poor peabrain.
Herein lies the continuation of the angst... )

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blackmare June 18 2007, 22:13:46 UTC
Wow! That bunny bit you hard, didn't it?

I hope the infection clears up soon.

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kidsnurse June 18 2007, 22:23:32 UTC
ummm... thank you? (i... think)

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blackmare June 18 2007, 22:17:49 UTC
Oh, and I meant to tell you: Well done.

You've done what I think of as "pulling a Nightdog." That is to say, set up a dark, troubling AU scenario and left enough gaps in it so that other writers will be tempted to walk right through and start writing into it.

I hope, for your sake (and mine! I don't need the temptation to write into any more ficverses!) that this rabid plotbunny will leave you alone now and go, oh, bite DIYSheep instead, maybe. Hee.

I love ya, Sheepie, really I do.

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blackmare June 18 2007, 22:35:48 UTC
NOOOoooooOOOO! No. Augh! Stoppit, Misanthropic! I'm fighting that urge, fighting the brain-infecting power of this ficverse.

I'll take whatever you can give me, MJ! What was that stuff they used to cure House's VRSA?

Seriously. If I weren't already working on so many things I'd jump right into this tempting pool of fiction. But ... but I can't, not right now. In fact there are some things I've got to finish and I might have to stop reading other fics for a while because I keep getting pulled in too many directions.

All of which is to say that this is really compelling stuff, so if you were wondering, that comment about the rabid bunny bite? That was a good thing. Seriously.

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kidsnurse June 18 2007, 22:54:01 UTC
I'm fighting that urge, fighting the brain-infecting power of this ficverse.

i'd send wilson in search of the cure, but he's (sob) currently (hitching gasp) innnnn jailllll (ear-splitting, sustained wail from author--who wants her damned brain back--NOW).

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sydneylover150 June 18 2007, 22:27:35 UTC
So I've decided that sicking Cameron on Tritter isn't bad enough. I want medieval styled torture to the nth degree. Diablo is probably calling for his blood.

By the way is House supposed to sound sober at the end? And what is House doing with his life? Wilson better not have replaced him like I read in another fic. (I don't even remember if the person continued that one.)God I hate Tritter!!!

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kidsnurse June 18 2007, 22:35:16 UTC
is House supposed to sound sober at the end?

yes; he sobered up the instant he realized jerry wasn't jimmy. **sob**

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blackmare June 18 2007, 22:37:37 UTC
You totally broke my heart with this, you know. Really.

It was bad enough but then when House was so far gone that he thought he could still call Wilson to come and get him, oh. That shattering sound you heard was me.

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kidsnurse June 18 2007, 22:44:54 UTC
That shattering sound you heard was me.

i'm sorry, honey--it's very difficult to hear anything over the sounds of my own wailing.... make it go away--MAKE IT GO AWAY!!!!

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lastscorpion June 18 2007, 22:30:43 UTC
Just lovely. I really am enjoying these. (sorry! LOL!)

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kidsnurse June 18 2007, 22:37:17 UTC
really am enjoying these

that's a good thing, because, apparently, there's going to be a third installment (about which the author is grievously unhappy--seriously).

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arwen_kenobi June 18 2007, 22:53:22 UTC
Damn hurts just as bad as the first one. That last line House says certainly didn't help things. :(

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kidsnurse June 18 2007, 22:56:56 UTC
Damn hurts just as bad as the first one.

and the third one (in production as we speak) doesn't look any brighter--for us or house and wilson..... :(

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blackmare June 18 2007, 23:50:06 UTC
I'd be crying in my beer now, if I had any beer.

I'd better go buy some, in preparation for part three. Oy.

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