Fic Challenge!

[deelaundry]

Fic challenge for everyone based on episode 7-12 of House, "You Must Remember This."

House gave Wilson ten days to "get back into it." What happens when the ten days are up, if Wilson doesn't?

And... go!

ETA: Think essay question, not fill-in-the-blank. Please?

Comments

[hannahrorlove.livejournal.com]

The last resort from Roger Dodger: brothel.

[black-cigarette.livejournal.com]

Well, first of all, Wilson wouldn't be able to prove he did and House couldn't prove Wilson didn't, so. Stalemate.

[deelaundry.livejournal.com]

House drags him there and makes him get laid... and then what?

[srsly-yes.livejournal.com]

lol. I was mulling over what might happen during the ten day period.

eta: If I were a racehorse, I'd be running in the wrong direction. Don't mind me.

[taiga13.livejournal.com]

House sets him up with Masters. They keep implying that she's a virgin so House would think he's solving TWO problems.

[deelaundry.livejournal.com]

"Stalemate" is not a fic! It could be a fic summary, but it is not, in and of the single word itself, a fic. *hmph*

At the time House gave Wilson the challenge, what did Wilson and House imagine the consequences would be of not meeting it? And why does House have the authority to compel Wilson to "get back into it" anyway?

[hannahrorlove.livejournal.com]

I admit I haven't seen the episode yet. But if the show paralleled the events of the movie - well, you should watch it, since I don't want to spoil anything.

[deelaundry.livejournal.com]

Mull and then write! My muse has decamped for the ether, so I am hoping to inspire everyone else's muses. :D

[deelaundry.livejournal.com]

I guess I should see that movie! :D

[hannahrorlove.livejournal.com]

Smart, fun, sharply dark writing about sex, adults, relationships, maturity - and the origin of the word "clitorissimo".

[deelaundry.livejournal.com]

But she also needs someone to take care of her -- translate "messy" people-stuff -- so I don't think he'd want Wilson to get caught in that. Would take too much time away from Wilson taking care of House.

But I would love it if you'd write a Masters/Wilson fic!

[black-cigarette.livejournal.com]

Ah, well, I wasn't aware that I was supposed to be writing the fic right here in comments.

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Ten days, House said. Ten days.

Huh. Like he's supposed to, what? Go off into battle, count coup, and return with a ... he can't even think of what House would count as evidence of victory.

Well, he can think of something, but the thought makes him wince and shudder. No, he can't play this House's way; House means well enough, but nobody will win.

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"So. Five days down, five to go." House stands in the office door like that's his name in gold letters there, instead of Wilson's.

"Until ... Thursday?"

"Don't play coy with me, you cat-petting romantic train wreck."

"Not doing this, House."

"Gonna stay home alone and pet the wrong kind of pu --"

"No. We're going bowling tonight. We ... are going bowling, aren't we?"

"Not the kind of scoring you need to do."

"If you'd rather I stayed home --"

"Fine." House scowls mightily. "I'll pick you up at seven."

"Make it six-thirty and I'll buy us dinner."

House rolls his eyes and saunters off for parts unknown.

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"I ... did not know there was such a thing as a topless bowling alley."


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House sulks all the way back home. To Wilson's home. That was House's home, too, until Wilson ... but never mind about that now.

"You are hopeless," House repeats for what must be the seventeenth time. "Didn't anyone tell you that throwing curves is for baseball?"

They're already through the door of the condo, so Wilson locks it and turns around, blocking it. "Knock it off."

"I knock it off all the time. You, on the other hand --"

"I," Wilson says, his voice rising, "am doing exactly what you wanted me to do for years! I'm learning how to be okay on my own. What the hell, House? You're the one who wanted me to stop rushing into stupid, ill-considered relationships."

"Who the hell said anything about relationships? We're talking sex."

"Who the hell made my sex life your problem? I'll do what I want, when I want. I'm not you. I can't drown all my hurts in booze and hookers."

"You'd rather try to bury 'em in the litter box, apparently."

This is going to get them nowhere, so Wilson unlocks the door, opens it and stands aside. "Good night, House."

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*** I think this is all I have, for now. But what happens is, Wilson calls House's bluff. He doesn't even pretend, just ignores House as best he can, because really, what's House going to do?

[nightdog-barks.livejournal.com]

Wilson stares at the phone. It stares back at him.

Go ahead, it seems to say. Pick me up. You know you want to.

"No, I don't," Wilson says, and then looks around quickly, sure that someone's overheard him talking to an inanimate object on his desk.

Damn House. If it hadn't been for him, Wilson wouldn't be in this stupid predicament. If Wilson hadn't said anything, though, hadn't staked House to a precise time limit, House would have been hounding him every day, would have been breaking into his apartment (again), bugging his phone, signing him up for JDate, slipping porn into his interoffice mail.

Wilson sighs. It's come down to this, the ninth day, and he's still not ready. At this rate, he doesn't know if he ever will be ready, but it's time to fight fire with fire, and if he has to bring in a ringer, that's what he'll do. Anything to get House off his back.

He picks up the phone, punches in a number.

"Hello?" Wilson says. "Robin?"



~ fin



Robin was the beautiful call girl in "Airborne."

[blackmare.livejournal.com]

Well.

I think you just won this, bb. *G*

Gonna post it up tomorrow?

[nightdog-barks.livejournal.com]

*g*

Eh, maybe. Needs a title, though. :-D

[blackmare.livejournal.com]

Decoy?

[nightdog-barks.livejournal.com]

Yeah, something along the lines of Decoy.

I'll have to sleep on it. *g*

[blackmare.livejournal.com]

I hope I get to sleep tonight. Horny Upstairs Neighbors are slamming furniture/each other around again.

For over an hour now.

[deelaundry.livejournal.com]

It's all excellent, of course, but this is perfection: "I ... did not know there was such a thing as a topless bowling alley."

HA!

Challenge met, good lady! Laurels and trophies and oversized novelty checks for you!

[deelaundry.livejournal.com]

I remember Robin, and in fact thought of her as soon as Wilson picked up the phone.

Excellent! I agree with Mare, you should post this. : )

[black-cigarette.livejournal.com]

Yeah, that's my favorite line, too. It could actually be the starting point for any number of things, come to think of it.

If any of this sparks something for you, feel free to grab it and run!

[nightdog-barks.livejournal.com]

Then I shall! I'm just glad you liked it, bb.

:-D

[daisylily.livejournal.com]

LOLOLOL

For the first time this season, I will actually be watching this episode again - I really enjoyed it, and for the very first time House and Cuddy seemed to be 'right' (rather than thoroughly OOC).

And Wilson + cat + House = best thing ever XD

[hibernia1.livejournal.com]

He dies.

[mer-duff.livejournal.com]

I love Sarah - House sucks for trying to get rid of her.

I don't have anything for the challenge (yet, I hope), but I found this in something I tried to write last month:

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He missed Sam. He missed waking up with their bodies twined together, the warmth and comfort of holding another person. He missed the sound of her laughter, or just the sound of her breathing as they read quietly together. He even missed finding the milk in the fridge door, or the dishwasher haphazardly loaded, because a little chaos was better than an empty home. He'd made the mistake of saying as much to House a few days before Cuddy's dinner party.

"If all you're looking for is a warm body to cuddle and a little mess in your life, you may as well just get a dog," House had replied. "Or better yet, a cat that alternates between self-absorbed affection and hostile indifference. Seems to be what you're attracted to."

In retrospect, he really should have expected the drugging. House's tolerance for misery in other people had never been high, unless he was the one to cause it.

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(House has only himself to blame...)