The C-Word: The Day After
Rating: G
Genre: humor
Word count: negligible
Disclaimer: If you're David Shore, fuck off
House whistled as he walked into his office. He knew that Wilson would love the video. And if he didn’t love it, he wasn’t Wilson. House dropped his backpack on the Eames chair and sat at his desk. Ah, there was a case. Just the thing to help wash the images of the past weeks out of his mind. He opened the file.
But…that smell…oh, God, that smell…
He immediately knew the source. House slid open the drawer where he kept his Jenga set, furry cuffs, and porn. He almost gagged.
Two large, sodden, soiled adult diapers were on top, wrapped together with a red ribbon. Fastened to the ribbon was one of those godawful kittens sleeping together cards. In bright pink letters, it said: “Thank You.”
House grinned. This was gonna be fun.