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Of course I'm not forcing you to do anything if you don't want to, but seriously, what have you got to lose? Five seconds of your life?
That's cool and terrible at the same time.Nuuu Wiiiiilsooon ;~;
Actually, from what I can tell of S5, that's pretty much what's happening. Only with more Thirteen screentime.
Yeah, I found those earlier, but thanks anyway! And yes, side-pairings and non-canon ones need more love.
Mini-stud <3But he's short, which gets him lots of love.
“Well, now that’s settled, Cameron, what about you? What has your size-zero panties in a wad?”
The non-testosterone member of the team shook her head. “Well, for one thing, I had to listen to them. I guess it brought on a weird dream.”
House leaned forward eagerly. “What was I wearing?”
Cameron glared. Oh good. Three glares in one morning and he’d barely had to try.
“It was about this crooked cop,” she went on, “and House did something to piss him off.”
“Nothing unbelievable so far,” Wilson contributed.
“So he decided to get revenge. He tried to get us to talk about you and none of us would, so he started harassing us. First he impounded Wilson’s car and then he froze all our accounts.”
“Never happen,” Foreman said. “My lawyer eats guys like that for breakfast.”
Cameron frowned at the interruption. “There were no lawyers.”
Chase snorted. “Well, that’s just stupid.”
“Finally, he gets Wilson to agree to testify against House in court. House goes home and swallows a bottle of pills with scotch-“
“Sounds like a typical Friday night,” Wilson muttered.
“-and Wilson walks in, finds him OD’d on the floor, lying in a pool of vomit, and turns around and walks out.”
“Oh, thanks a lot, Jimmy!” House shook his head sadly. “After all these years of undying Beau Geste loyalty you leave me to die all alone on the floor covered in puke.” He stuck out his egg-covered tongue.
“Hey, what are you complaining about? I was the dream asshole!” Wilson looked outraged at the thought. “I might kill you one day, House, but trust me, I’d never leave you without finishing the job.”
“Take it easy, Wilson,” Chase soothed. “It was only a dream. Not like any of that would ever happen.”
“You should fire whoever writes your dreams,” Foreman said in disgust.
*nod* Okay. TO THE FANFICTION!AM I THE ONLY PERSON WHO LIKES TAUB. Seriously. Frustratingly enough I've only found one slashfic with him so-far, and seeing as I manifest my love of people through the reading of slashfics I am very disappointed.
You there. The one who posted. Go. Go and find me Taub fanfiction. Go. Go.
Damn FOX peoples. Ah well, I'll just live off of reruns.
*shrug*
Yaaaaay @ Wilson's eyebrows <3 He's adorable~
And that seriously sucks about not being able to buy the DVD sets; could you get a parent or older sibling to get it for you?
(totally random but every time I post after you it takes ages because I have to watch the Nidorina vs. everyone animation at least once)