#024 Evil, Cunning... (House/Cuddy)
Title: Evil, Cunning…
Fandom: House MD
Characters: House/Cuddy
Prompt: #024 Colleagues & #000 House: “You don’t’ have to treat me like a baby.” Cuddy: “If you’d quit acting like one, I wouldn’t.”
Word Count: 360
Rating: T+
Summary: Cuddy punishes House using a very different method to usual.
Notes: Written for housefic50 and rightxhere.
“You don’t have to treat me like a baby,” House says with a childish scowl. He crosses his arms over his chest and aims a glare at Cuddy, his eyes icy and bluer than usual.
Cuddy smiles calmly back at him from where she’s perched on her desk. It’s a smile that suggests she hasn’t had so much fun in years. “I know I don’t have to, and if you’d quit acting like one, I wouldn’t.” She leans back slightly, hands supporting her on either side.
“I have to admit though, this is…hmmm,” she ponders. “What’s the word? Fun? Yes. I think that’s it.”
“Fun? This is your idea of fun?” House exclaims. “Now who’s the childish one?” He makes an awkward jerking motion as if he’d been about to move but changed his mind at the last possible second. Perhaps the glint in Cuddy’s eyes had something to do with his hesitation.
Evil woman. Evil, cunning…
“How much longer do I have to stay here?” he whines. “My patients need me.” The last words drip sarcasm.
Cuddy pushes away from the desk and begins to pace the stretch of floor in front of House. She pauses on her second lap and pierces House with a look.
“How long you stay there depends on how long it takes for you to turn around as I requested and stand in silence. You’re at fifteen minutes now and you’re not leaving until you’re done. I’ll break your cane if you go beforehand and you’re not getting one of the hospital’s wheelchairs.”
“Fifteen minutes? I’m sure we could find something more interesting to do in that time than - “
“House!”
“Okay, okay! Fine!” House slowly turns his back on her. “But just so you know, next time you decide to punish me by making me stand in the corner, I’ll be bringing magazines. Better yet, you could give me a lap dance. It’s only fair that you provide entertainment.”
Cuddy rolls her eyes and returns to her desk, taking a seat behind it.
She grins when she sees the crowd of doctors and nurses lined up outside her office with their thumbs up.
Fandom: House MD
Characters: House/Cuddy
Prompt: #024 Colleagues & #000 House: “You don’t’ have to treat me like a baby.” Cuddy: “If you’d quit acting like one, I wouldn’t.”
Word Count: 360
Rating: T+
Summary: Cuddy punishes House using a very different method to usual.
Notes: Written for housefic50 and rightxhere.
“You don’t have to treat me like a baby,” House says with a childish scowl. He crosses his arms over his chest and aims a glare at Cuddy, his eyes icy and bluer than usual.
Cuddy smiles calmly back at him from where she’s perched on her desk. It’s a smile that suggests she hasn’t had so much fun in years. “I know I don’t have to, and if you’d quit acting like one, I wouldn’t.” She leans back slightly, hands supporting her on either side.
“I have to admit though, this is…hmmm,” she ponders. “What’s the word? Fun? Yes. I think that’s it.”
“Fun? This is your idea of fun?” House exclaims. “Now who’s the childish one?” He makes an awkward jerking motion as if he’d been about to move but changed his mind at the last possible second. Perhaps the glint in Cuddy’s eyes had something to do with his hesitation.
Evil woman. Evil, cunning…
“How much longer do I have to stay here?” he whines. “My patients need me.” The last words drip sarcasm.
Cuddy pushes away from the desk and begins to pace the stretch of floor in front of House. She pauses on her second lap and pierces House with a look.
“How long you stay there depends on how long it takes for you to turn around as I requested and stand in silence. You’re at fifteen minutes now and you’re not leaving until you’re done. I’ll break your cane if you go beforehand and you’re not getting one of the hospital’s wheelchairs.”
“Fifteen minutes? I’m sure we could find something more interesting to do in that time than - “
“House!”
“Okay, okay! Fine!” House slowly turns his back on her. “But just so you know, next time you decide to punish me by making me stand in the corner, I’ll be bringing magazines. Better yet, you could give me a lap dance. It’s only fair that you provide entertainment.”
Cuddy rolls her eyes and returns to her desk, taking a seat behind it.
She grins when she sees the crowd of doctors and nurses lined up outside her office with their thumbs up.