Hi guys! Welcome to an early start at Week 3!

[fluttershy.livejournal.com]

Haaai All! I'm in charge now! And I promise to take verrry good care of Wilson... Just not in the way he wants. This week, were going to play a game I hope you all will enjoy! Now, we're going to use the honor system here, as you can cheat the game very easily to get the result you want, but where's the fun in that? I'm going to list 60 various diseases, illnesses, and whatever else I feel like, and what you have to do is simple. First, you create a blank/dummy post in response to this. Then, check to see at what minute your post was made. i.e. 7:04, so you would look at 04, check the list, see what the problem for Wilson is, and then either write a short paragraph involving Wilson and the problem, or create a picture showing it! Or even make a haiku of Wilson's problem! Anything will work as long as it relates to the chosen illness or problem. Have fun with it. Playing Multiple times to get a different sickness is very much encouraged!

Here's the list:
00: Sunburn
01: Kicked in the nuts
02: Hangover
03: Broken arm
04: Flu
05: Mugged
06: Run over
07: Pregnant
08: Violated by a cane
09: Paralysis
10: Food poisoning
11: Dropped hair dryer in bathtub
12: Blind
13: Erectile Dysfunction
14: Bees
15: Struck by lightning
16: Flesh eating bacteria
17: Trapped in an elevator
18: Gangrene
19: Walking Corpse Syndrome
20: Shot
21: Falling down stairs.
22: Proposed... and got rejected.
23: Hallucinations
24: Stood up on a date
25: Spiders
26: Lost a tooth
27: Overdose
28: STD
29: Life in an M. Night Shyamalan movie
30: Drugged
31: Stressed
32: Cotard’s Syndrome
33: Reverse fountain of youth
34: Fired
35: Poison ivy
36: Failed parachute
37: Wakes up missing a kidney
38: Cheated on
39: Left at the altar
40: Embarrassing photos on internet
41: Fire
42: Snakes
43: Wins an award! They made a mistake.
44: Homeless
45: Ostiumtractophobia (Fear of doorknobs)
46: Monster under the bed
47: Dissociative identity disorder
48: Falls of roof
49: Car gets stolen
50: Frozen
51: Gets caught masturbating
52: Relives same day over and over
53: Insanity
54: Failed Suicide
55: Amputation
56: Parking space stolen
57: Flunks med school
58: Nightmare
59: Falls in love with a lab rat

Have fun!

Comments

[sydpenguinbunny.livejournal.com]

Okay, so I got "blind"... Stay tuned folks :D

[sydpenguinbunny.livejournal.com]

This whole moving in with House again thing wasn't working out that well for Wilson. There were a number of reasons why this was a bad idea, but the worst had to be the hookers. If House had just told him when they'd be there, he would have just stayed away. But instead, they kept... being there, when he awoke. And then there was the time that one, after too much to drink, collapsed in Wilson's bed instead of House's. When Wilson awoke, he had the sense of a strange and disturbing form next to him, and he jerked up and screamed. Unfortunately for Wilson, he jerked up right into one the prostitute's fake nails - if Wilson could remember, he'd swear it was the middle one. But he couldn't remember, because he was too busy clutching his eye and screaming in utter pain.

After the cornea surgery, House said he was very sorry. Very, very sorry.

[menolly-au.livejournal.com]

Ok I'm game

[menolly-au.livejournal.com]

#20 - Shot
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He didn't know what had happened at first. Somebody had yelled out 'Doctor House' and Wilson had turned to see who it was, House had kept walking. Then there was a thudding noise, and he felt something punch him in the chest. He was struggling to breathe. Then he was on the ground and looking at the blood on his clothes and on his hands. Somebody screamed and there was a loud cracking noise and then a gun fell to the floor in front of him. Then House was kneeling there, his hands pulling at Wilson's clothes, fear written all over his face. The last thought Wilson had before the world went dark was that at least it hadn't been House this time.

[damigella-314.livejournal.com]

let me try this.

[damigella-314.livejournal.com]

Here's a drabble for #28 (STD)

“House, stop drinking my milkshake.”
“I thought two drinking straws meant we were to share. Plus, I like chocolate.”
"Damn you, House. How could you not know you were a carrier for HSV2?"
"How would I? It’s asymptomatic, you moron."
"Usually asymptomatic. You could have used a condom."
"It would have only reduced the risk, and greatly diminished my pleasure."
"Oh, because I'm so enjoying myself now!"
"Come on, it's not life-threatening. And it’s not like you wanted me to wear one, either."
Wilson licked his lips.
"No, I didn’t. Order me another milkshake, will you? Strawberry this time."


Herpetic gingivostomatitis (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Herpes_simplex#Signs_and_symptoms) is often the initial presentation during the first herpes infection. It is of greater severity than herpes labialis which is often the subsequent presentations.

[antiquixotic.livejournal.com]

I'll give this a shot.

[menolly-au.livejournal.com]

I always thought House having all those hookers was a bad idea but that's one hazard I hadn't thought of. Ouch!

[menolly-au.livejournal.com]

Oh well, now they're both infected they'll have to just stay together :)

[damigella-314.livejournal.com]

I don't know about blindness, but the one person I know who needed the ER for cornea lesions had her toddler stick a cookie in her eye. So glad I wear glasses.

[damigella-314.livejournal.com]

I hope this isn't meant as a death!fic. The key idea reminded me of http://mer-duff.livejournal.com/10430.html (that's on of my all-time favorite fics). I'm impressed at how you managed to be heartbreaking in so few words (and, even more, in 14 minutes - are you on SPEED?).

[menolly-au.livejournal.com]

No, no, I would never do that to Wilson :) He wakes up in the ICU with House sittingly lovingly by his bedside, holding his hand - well maybe not the hand holding :) Yes, I had that fic in mind a bit :)

[damigella-314.livejournal.com]

I think this is a bit of a weak motivation :). What Wilson is thinking about when he licks his lips, after House says "it’s not like you wanted me to wear one, either," is a much better one ;-).

[menolly-au.livejournal.com]

You might be right there :)

[antiquixotic.livejournal.com]

05: Mugged

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“Hold still, you big baby,” House grumbled, grabbing Wilson's chin when the man flinched away. Digging his fingers into his friend's jaw to hold him steady, he ran a swab over the long, thin wound that bisected a bushy eyebrow and curved perilously close to the lacrimal gland above Wilson's right eye.

“My apologies,” Wilson said somewhat breathlessly, his eyes stinging from the alcohol fumes. House felt a private relief when the involuntary tears welling up in the wounded eye ran clear, with no sign of bloody discharge. “It's just hard to be calm when some jackass is jabbing his fingers into the gaping wound in my face.”

House proved him a liar when he snorted and dropped the swab, releasing Wilson's chin to hold the wound closed with a light, professional touch. “Don't exaggerate. This is barely a dehisce. A yawn at the most.”

“Thank you, Dr. Thesaurus,” he said wryly, while his shaking hands clenched unseen in his lap. As House frowned hard at the offending injury and began to apply a neat row of steri-strips, Wilson grinned with calculated ease, careful not to move a muscle north of his upper lip. “Next time, I'll ask the guy with the switchblade to show a little more enthusiasm.”

“Next time, just give him the damn wallet,” came the ready response; flat and acidic. “If you get yourself killed, I'll have to start filching Cuddy's lunch instead. And despite what that magnificent ass of hers implies, the woman lives on nothing but salad.”

A rebuff sprang readily to his lips, but a certain tightness around House's eyes made the instinctive flippancy die away. At long last, the churning in his gut settled, and Wilson felt steady once again as he wrapped a hand around House's wrist, two fingers pressing reassuringly against his friend's pulse-point before dropping away. It was an apology without words, and when House grabbed a cherry sucker from a nearby jar and chucked it at his head a moment later, Wilson knew it'd been accepted.

[damigella-314.livejournal.com]

A mugging in Princeton seems a tad unlikely, but who knows which seedy bar Wilson was getting out of :). Brilliant and perfectly written.

[OT: lovely icon as well!]

[menolly-au.livejournal.com]

Some lovely banter in that one, trust the boys to throw around one liners after such an experience. And then a very nice moment at the end, where they show they don't need words to show each other what they mean. Great job!

[antiquixotic.livejournal.com]

Thanks so much! I'm very glad you liked it. :-)

[antiquixotic.livejournal.com]

Woo! I'm glad that the banter came across well. Thanks so much!

[yarroway.livejournal.com]

I'll try one.

[yarroway.livejournal.com]

As much as I'm a big banter fan, the nonverbal communication is better. :)

[yarroway.livejournal.com]

37: Wakes up missing a kidney

Wilson started to turn over, but it hurt, and then he woke all the way up. He was lying in a hospital bed at PPTH, muzzy-headed and hurting. House sat beside him.

Wilson went dizzy with relief. He'd been so worried. "House? Where have you been?"

House looked startled. He folded up his reading glasses. "Right here."

"I--appreciate you being here," Wilson's voice caught a little. After House had walked away from the wreckage Wilson had thought he was finally, irreversibly alone. "I really do. But the police are looking for you. It won't take them long to look here."

House got up and shone his penlight into Wilson's eyes. Wilson tried to wave him off, but House wasn't groggy from anesthesia. House ran him through a quick mental status exam.

"Okay," House said, moving Wilson's legs to sit beside him on the bed. "Why are the police looking for me?"

"You--crashed your car into Cuddy's house. You could have killed five people, including her daughter. You broke my wrist. You don't remember that? You...you'd been guzzling Vicodin. If you were in an altered state of consciousness that could keep you out of jail! This is great. You still need rehab, but this is good news."

"Interesting. You say I broke your wrist? Which one."

Wilson looked down at his hands. There was no cast, no brace, no pain. His eyes flew to House.

"You went hunting with that jerk Tucker this morning. He had a seizure and shot you in the back. He's now an oncology patient again. Your kidney suffered major trauma. You had emergency surgery to remove it, and a very interesting dream."

"A dream? You mean you didn't take out Cuddy's house?"

House shook his head.

"You didn't shoot a hooker with an arrow and jump off a third floor balcony into a pool?"

"I seem to have had a lot of fun in your dream, but no."

So it had really been a dream? Everything since Tucker? Wilson thought back over everything he remembered, everything that hadn't happened. Or hadn't happened yet.

"House--are you still pining over Cuddy?"

House paused, and Wilson braced himself for a scathing joke and a quick exit.

"I was. I have been. But she's with Lucas. I'm pretty sure that the only reason I want her is that I can't have her. It'd probably be pretty awful if we actually got together, the control freak and the rebel. That never works. I need to move on."

Wilson nodded. "We're going to need a bigger apartment," he said tentatively.

"If you're ready to move on too, I hear Cuddy's been looking at a loft to move into. Some place smaller and with no yard. We could find out where and bid on it."

Wilson shook his head. "Trust me, we want a place with two bathrooms."

"You're serious about this," House asked, and under the humor was a note of very frightened hope that Wilson had probably missed hearing a thousand times before. But he'd seen the future and he was determined not to allow his restless libido to tip over the dominoes this time.

"I'm serious," Wilson said, and yawned.

"Go back to sleep. Try to dream up a good condo for us to buy. And a flatscreen."

Wilson smiled, and murmured into his pillow, "You're going to love my decorator."

[fry-addict.livejournal.com]

Never tried this before. Let's see how it goes...

[sydpenguinbunny.livejournal.com]

Awww poor Wilson!!! :(

[sydpenguinbunny.livejournal.com]

Oh, poor Wilson!! I think House did it on purpose to make him stay :P