Twenty-One Word Salute to Sick!Wilson

[barefootpuddles.livejournal.com]

Last year we had a very successful 6 word challenge. This year we are giving a bit more leeway, you have 21 words to tell a story. It's not as hard as it sounds, just let the reader fill in what they will.

Here are a few examples to get you started. Please post your stories in the comments.

Story one:

Wilson leaned against House. They only ever touched when they were drunk. House sighed, at least alcohol was cheaper than hookers.

Story two:

Don’t touch.
Come on.
Get away, House!
It’ll get infected.
I’ll do it myself.
I can remove splinters.
Not with pliers!

Comments

[knitty-woman.livejournal.com]

Wilson gingerly positioned the ice pack against the bridge of his nose and sighed. Air hockey was, apparently, a contact sport.

[barefootpuddles.livejournal.com]

LOL - everything with House is potentially a contact sport. :)

[petitecuriosity.livejournal.com]

YES! :D

[yarroway.livejournal.com]

OW!

[rslhilson.livejournal.com]

Wilson groans, slumped over the toilet - his brand new porcelain home. Never trust House to check the expiration date on food.

[barefootpuddles.livejournal.com]

Oh, poor Wilson. I am sure House still has some foods in his cupboards that Wilson had bought for him during his first stay over.

[petitecuriosity.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't be surprised. ;)

[petitecuriosity.livejournal.com]

I love your story one. It makes my heart ache a little to read, but it's lovely.

And story two is amusing. House coming at anyone with pliers sounds terrifying. ;)

[petitecuriosity.livejournal.com]

Wilson glared, eye covered by an ice pack.

House smirked. "That's what you get for actually playing racquetball with Taub."

[mnstrtruckslash.livejournal.com]

ha

[barefootpuddles.livejournal.com]

Nice throwback to canon!

[mnstrtruckslash.livejournal.com]

Men never cry. Wilson’s father taught him that. Several times. Jimmy realized he didn't feel like crying whilst caring for somebody.

[mnstrtruckslash.livejournal.com]

House laughed at first. Wilson swatting at invisible insects. Then he grabbed a razor…

Hospitalization, observation, diagnosis.

“I’m sorry; it’s Parkinson’s”

[yarroway.livejournal.com]

sniff :(

[mnstrtruckslash.livejournal.com]

yeah, with stories this length story, they're pretty much either really sad or really funny.

[barefootpuddles.livejournal.com]

So sad. :(

[mnstrtruckslash.livejournal.com]

yes, I've been trying to write something about Wilson being attacked by a large number of spiders all week (I read a "yahoo ask" question by a girl who found a spider eggsack in her room, and wanted to poke it with a toothpick and suddenly had this image in my mind of millions of spiders coming racing out of a hole in the wall or something and crawling all over poor Wilson) but I couldn't make it work the way I wanted. Finally, I decided to have him hallucinating the insects, but that description was only about 15 or 16 words long. So I did some research and learned that only a handful of conditions cause non-drug-related, non detox-related, or non-insomnia-related hallucinations/ delirium... :(

[jezziejay.livejournal.com]

House finds Wilson, trembling, on his back, blinking owlishly at the creature on his chest.

“It’s a mouse. On a Jew.”

*sorry*

[yarroway.livejournal.com]

ROFL!

[mnstrtruckslash.livejournal.com]

That was just what I needed to help me find a funny way to end an extremely sad story.

[petitecuriosity.livejournal.com]

Ahahahaha! Perfect! :D

[mnstrtruckslash.livejournal.com]

“Potart and Nutella sandwiches? You eat like a stoner."

“That’s because you knocked me up*!” Wilson grumbled, then stormed off teary-eyed.


*note to all my friends in the UK and certain parts of Europe: You probably already know this but in America Knocked up/ to knock someone up is slang for getting that person pregnant.

[alternatealto.livejournal.com]

"I was being helpful."

"I realize that."

"You said you wanted --"

"The floor waxed. Yes. Help me up."

"Hey, cripple here!"

[barefootpuddles.livejournal.com]

LOL. I bet Wilson will never ask House to help clean again (and I figure House knew that). :)

[alternatealto.livejournal.com]

And he's just going to let Wilson lie there and think about it . . .

[petitecuriosity.livejournal.com]

Love it! I had no idea what direction it was going to go in.

[yarroway.livejournal.com]

You almost made me spit my coffee at my monitor. :)

[menolly-au.livejournal.com]

As sharp claws raked Wilson's arm he crossed 'lion-taming' off his list of possible future careers. Oncology was easier than this.

[barefootpuddles.livejournal.com]

House taming? ;)

[menolly-au.livejournal.com]

Think he already does that ;) And that may be *more* dangerous :)

[yarroway.livejournal.com]

LOL!

[alternatealto.livejournal.com]

Oh, my. Yeah, at least oncology is only emotionally damaging!

[mnstrtruckslash.livejournal.com]

Yikes! But funny