yael2006:

House: Oh, Chase… you’re my little wombatish wonderboy. Nobody else but you can make me feel like I do now…

Chase: I know. Same goes for you, too. Come on and catch me.

yael2006:

Chase: You can’t run away from responsibility everytime the going gets tough.

House: Okay. Back home, then. But beforehand, let’s have sex on the beach for the last time.

yael2006:

Chase: We’re being head-hunted. Maybe we should go back and give ourselves up before the diagnostic department is closing down.

House: Noooo! Look, I’m finally about to make friends with Wilson. If I knew what stubborn guy he is in the first place, I would have offered him a drink much earlier. Coffee he can’t say no to. Good thing about him is, he hardly says anything at all.

A/N: Wilson was the name of the ball Tom Hanks found in Outcast. It’s a little clue here.

yael2006:

A loooong time has passed in the magical locker…

House: Honest, Chase. How do I look?

Chase: Alright, I’ll be honest with you, but don’t tell me I should’ve kept my mouth shut afterwards. You look like Catweazle’s brother-in-law.

House: Ouch! Still believe you’re the prettier guy, don’t you?! Wait until we get a mirror in here!

yael2006:

Chase: Look! Here she comes!

House: Damn. Now we have to fight about who gets Chase for the night.

yael2006:

Off to join House and Chase in Foreman’s magical locker. For the time being, the story may end here. Thanks to all those who participated in my little silliness - my friends and followers, the rebloggers and fave listers. Consider yourself hugged, you’re beautiful.

To those who I did upset, I apologize deeply. Also, here’s my advise: don’t take the fandom too damn serious, it’s only a TV-Show that we all love and that inspires each of us in different ways.

“20 Vicodin” is on tomorrow; don’t miss it!

yael2006:

Chase: I can show you much more if you want me to.

House: Nah. That’s impossible. Otherwise you must be the wizard of Oz.

Palms, the sea, bamboo houses and a lounge appear out of the blue.

House: Damn… beautiful. Let’s stay here forever. Who gives a crap about the cold outer world when you’re in heaven?

Chase: Care to join me for a swing?

yael2006:

Later, after House has had a glimpse of pure happiness…

Chase: What’s the matter? Are you disappointed? Did I promise too much?

House: Heck, no. I just didn’t expect it to be so-… like that. It makes me want to scream with joy.

yael2006:

Chase: Wanna watch me undress?

House: Mmmm… ooohhh… I’d die for less…

yael2006:

Chase: Can you feel it? The magic?

House: Wow. Awesome. I really can. Especially in my groins and the shivers down my spine. If you performed a lap dance now, it would be paradise.

yael2006:

House: No, Chase. I am not gonna crawl into this locker. It’s much too small for both of us.

Chase: Don’t you know the story of the Lion and the Witch and the Wardrobe? Kids discover a whole new world behind closet doors. In our case, it’s Foreman’s locker, but who cares? It’s gonna be magical anyways.

yael2006:

House: There you are, my sweet little wallaby! You can’t imagine my worries about your being gone.

Chase: *Sniffle?* I… I’m sorry. Foreman said you were with Wilson now.

House: Did he? Well, he will be punished for spreading lies like that. Let’s make him the new dean of medicine.

yael2006:

Wilson: Look, this is very important. Cuddy has given me authority about deciding who will be the future Dean. I actually was about to promote myself. But if you know where Chase is and tell me his hiding place, you can be in charge of the hospital.

Foreman: Let me think… last time I saw him he was crouching in my locker.