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Sorry, I was going to post this up last night, but I spent 4 hours catching up on all the wonderful stories out there that were posted thoughout the day! *cough*
Nothing to be scared of, yet, in this chapter. I said there would be 2 more parts, and it is looking like three more so far. This is kinda short, but the duo insisted on having this conversation. Previous part can be found below or in my memories.
Enjoy!
The Present
Part 2
Wilson was now sitting on the couch next to House. An open box, with wrapping paper still held onto the sides by cross-crossing lengths of tape, sat on the little table in front of the duo.
“You mean to tell me that you have never had a vibrator before?” House asked slowly, as if speaking to a child of 10.
“Since Julie left me, you’ve left me with no energy for anything else.”
House fidgeted as Wilson continued to keep his distance from the box and, more importantly, what was nestled inside. “So, what are you going to name her?” he finally asked.
Wilson tore his eyes from the box and looked at House. “Her?”
“El Vibrataro.”
Wilson blinked.
“I know,” House said, snapping his fingers. “You can call her Julie!”
“House,” Wilson warned, already knowing what was coming.
“We all know that Julie is a pain in the--”
“She wasn’t always a pain in the ass,” Wilson interrupts. “Just--”
“To me.”
“Uh…yeah. Wait…why does it have to have a girl’s name?”
“Because Dick would be too good a name to pass up on.”
“For you maybe.”
“Electra?” he suggested.
“I am not naming my vibrator after your sick fantasies with Carmen Electra.”
“I have a feeling that I will be operating it a Hell of a lot more than you.”
Wilson blushed.
“And, speaking of that…all talk and no play make Jimmy a dull boy!”
Part 3
Nothing to be scared of, yet, in this chapter. I said there would be 2 more parts, and it is looking like three more so far. This is kinda short, but the duo insisted on having this conversation. Previous part can be found below or in my memories.
Enjoy!
The Present
Part 2
Wilson was now sitting on the couch next to House. An open box, with wrapping paper still held onto the sides by cross-crossing lengths of tape, sat on the little table in front of the duo.
“You mean to tell me that you have never had a vibrator before?” House asked slowly, as if speaking to a child of 10.
“Since Julie left me, you’ve left me with no energy for anything else.”
House fidgeted as Wilson continued to keep his distance from the box and, more importantly, what was nestled inside. “So, what are you going to name her?” he finally asked.
Wilson tore his eyes from the box and looked at House. “Her?”
“El Vibrataro.”
Wilson blinked.
“I know,” House said, snapping his fingers. “You can call her Julie!”
“House,” Wilson warned, already knowing what was coming.
“We all know that Julie is a pain in the--”
“She wasn’t always a pain in the ass,” Wilson interrupts. “Just--”
“To me.”
“Uh…yeah. Wait…why does it have to have a girl’s name?”
“Because Dick would be too good a name to pass up on.”
“For you maybe.”
“Electra?” he suggested.
“I am not naming my vibrator after your sick fantasies with Carmen Electra.”
“I have a feeling that I will be operating it a Hell of a lot more than you.”
Wilson blushed.
“And, speaking of that…all talk and no play make Jimmy a dull boy!”
Part 3