It is told from House's POV.


When I woke up in the morning, it felt like an electrical surge went through my body. I did not know why. Maybe.... because I get to look at Cuddy's glorious body? No... I see that every day. I got out of bed, and staggered drunkley until I found my cane. I looked at the calender.
"Oh yeah... My day to shine." Today was April 1st. April Fools Day. I got dressed as fast as possible, and ambled out the door.
When I got to the hospital, I saw Foreman and Thirteen talking to each other. I walked over to them. "Hey, none of that crap here. This is a hospital for crying out loud!" They looked at me like I was insane. "Uh, House? We were just... talking." Fine. Thay can be that way. I did not care. I walked into the hospital, and Cuddy walked up to me. "Thirteen year old girl just started vomiting blood less than 20 minutes ago. Any theroies?" "No. I have better things to do."
There was my target for April Fools foolieness. Wilson. I walked up to him.
"Hey Wilson." He stared at what I was wearing. He looked at me, and answered. "House? You are in all green. Today is April Fools. Not St. Patrick's Day" I grimaced, and then hit him in the back of his knee with my cane. He crumpled to the floor. "What the heck was that for?! Aw crap! I swear, I would rather hang out with Chase." Ouch. That burned. "That's what you get, jerk!" I then walked away, guaffawing all the way down the hall.


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