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This is just a fragment, from a draft "House meets interesting people in (co-ed) Mayfield" fic. But I felt like putting it up tonight for some reason.


"I'm very good at this. Quite excellent, in fact." She shoved a sheaf of papers into House's face. "I don't see why you can't just admit how good I am at this. You don't have to like me. You don't have to like me. But I'm very, very good at this, and I don't see why people have to be so rude as to not acknowledge how good I am at this."

House looked at the drawings. They weren't bad. Some were good overall; some were technically good but had a strange shading to them.

"I'm not saying all of them are perfect," she said, grabbing the papers back. "But they're very good, better than you can do, for sure. I don't see why you won't admit it."

"You're not letting me get a word in edgewise, for one. And they're too gray for my liking, for two."

"They're not too gray," she said, voice deepening and eyes falling to slits. "That's the way the world looks, and I know, because I can see with my eyes honestly. Don't insult me. That's very insulting, to tell me that's not the way the world is."

***

"I like your girlfriend," the one with the cherubic face said.

"The blonde?" House asked as Amber grinned.

"You have two girlfiriends?" the woman asked. "I don't like that idea. No. I mean the one with brown hair. The one who brought you here. She's pretty."

House turned on the woman. He was starting to get used to his own hallucination entourage, but the thought of other people hallucinating one for him was beyond disturbing. "What do you mean, the one who brought me here?"

"In the silver Volvo. I was watching out the window when it pulled up. She got out, in her elegant tan coat, and you got out, and she gave you a suitcase."

"Oh," House said, with no little glee that Wilson's essential no-balls-ness could be seen from even yards away, "that was --"

"And you gave her all your money, and a beautiful bracelet, and then you kissed her so passionately." The woman sighed in what sounded like contentment, and House began to edge away. "The two of you must be so in love, for you to lock yourself away in the castle for her. She's going to miss being with her prince."

House was almost to the rec room doorway when he heard the woman pipe up again. "She cried for a long time after you came inside."

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Date: 2009-07-04 01:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] daasgrrl.livejournal.com
Oh! Well, I obviously missed that completely, but yes, I took there to be a connection between the first fragment and the second, the very least. In fact, when you said 'two fragments', I was all... what?

It did perhaps throw me a little the first time I read that I didn't see a woman who saw the 'world in shades of gray' as being entirely consistent with a woman who spins fantasies about princesses... but I *cough* managed to overlook that in favour of what I wanted to see. WHICH IS SO VERY APPROPRIATE XD

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