If you have drabbles, they are coming. I'm just so proud I strung 200 words together tonight, that I had to post.
Prompt: Half-Wit Ending Rewrite
House looked up the hotel address while he waited for the pizza. The beer chilled in his car. He had weighed the horror of making small-talk with the kids against the snafu of crawling back to Wilson. Both would cost him. It came down to one question: who would he rather show humility before the Warner Brothers or the Brain? (Course that made him Pinky; so, he immediately regretted the analogy.)
Wilson said nothing (he knew better), but sheepishly smiled when House barged inside. Seinfeld blared on the TV; they watched, despite having seen it twice, and pretended things were okay.
Prompt: Wilson and House attempt to adopt.
"Your application has been declined."
Wilson's mouth dropped; House’s head tilted.
"You homophobic bitch," House said. For once, Wilson resisted scolding.
The girl (hair in a ponytail, not looking a day past prom) kept her composure. "You both have demanding careers. The neglect could cause psychological damage. Moreover, we cannot ignore Dr. House's medical problem --" She motioned to the pills House currently popped. "Or Dr. Wilson's marital records. I'm really sorry. We don't think you'd be fit parents."
"It's just a puppy!" House groaned and gazed over at Wilson. "Great; now I have to have sex with Cameron.”