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Title: Six Times Cuddy Regretted Letting House Anywhere Near Her Child
Author: Namaste
Fandom: House
Characters or Pairing: House and Cuddy, with appearances by a bundle of "joy." Gen.
Rating: PG
Word Count: About 1,700
Summary: A bit of kidfic, a bit of AU, giving Cuddy a happier ending than canon, though now she just has two "children" to try and keep out of trouble.
Notes: Spoilers through Season Five's "Joy," but goes AU before that episode's ending. Candy kisses to everyone who came by my LJ and helped me come up with more ways House could be a poor adult authority. It was amazingly easy, wasn't it? Written for [livejournal.com profile] karaokegal's "Come As You're Not" party.
Why it's a costume: I hate kidfic, generally. Too much of it (with some notable exceptions) veers way OOC. So I decided I'd have to try it out for myself.




"Why is it so quiet?" Cuddy looks around House's apartment, sees Joy's diaper bag on the end of the couch, a bottle on the table, but there's no sign of Joy.

House doesn't look up from the TV as he nods toward the bedroom. "Because she's sleeping."

"How can she be -- " Cuddy shakes her head as she walks toward the bedroom. "She can't be sleeping." Joy's been teething for days, her cries keeping them both awake. But Cuddy sees Joy in the middle of the bed, surrounded by pillows and blankets to keep her from rolling off the mattress. She looks at her, sees her breathing deeply, her arms flung out on either side of her head.

She walks back into the living room. "How did you ..." she starts to ask.

"Drugs," House says. He tosses her a container from the table. Cuddy recognizes the label from the hospital pharmacy.

"Lidocaine?" She rounds the couch, stands between House and his TV. "You doped my baby?"

"I'm surprised you didn't. Fifteen minutes of that screeching, and I was ready to take her out to the woods and let her be raised by wolves."

"You doped my baby," Cuddy repeats. She walks back into the bedroom, flips on the light to look at Joy more closely. Joy doesn't react to the light.

"Oh relax." Cuddy hears House's steps behind her. "I diluted it for her weight and size."

"You doped my baby," Cuddy says again. She sits on the bed, picks up Joy, and is relieved when she reacts to her touch and wakes slightly.

"You keep saying that as if you're shocked," House says. He walks back into the living room. "Maybe you should remember that the next time you dump your kid on me just because you have to work."

"I had to work," Cuddy says, wrapping Joy in a blanket, "because I had to clean up your mess and sweet talk a family out of suing us for fifty million dollars." She puts Joy's bottle in the diaper bag, slings the bag over her shoulder. She's wondering if she should take Joy to the ER and check her out, just in case.

"Yeah, well next time, ask Wilson to look after her." House sits on the couch again, watches the basketball game on the TV.

"Next time," Cuddy says, "I will." She holds Joy tightly and slams the door shut behind her.

___________________________


"You let her play with your Vicodin?" Cuddy holds the bottle out, four tablets visible inside the amber plastic vial.

House snatches it out of her hand. "It's not my fault that you forgot to pack a rattle," he says. "I improvised."

___________________________


Cuddy is waiting on the stoop outside House's building when she hears the high pitched sound of his motorcycle from a block away.

She has both hands clasped to her face when House pulls to a stop in front of her , turns off the engine and then puts a finger in front of his lips. "She's finally asleep," he says, and zips his jacket down a little further until Cuddy sees Joy's face sticking out from underneath the leather.

Cuddy slams her hand against the brick wall to keep from shouting. She'd hit House but he's too far away.

"What the hell were you thinking?" she says. She unzips the jacket the rest of the way, but Joy is tucked in securely next to House inside the Moby Wrap he must have grabbed from the diaper bag. She has to wait while he loosens it before she can take Joy in her own arms, hold her close.

"You said that if she's colicky to take her for a ride," House says. He swings his leg off the bike and takes his cane out of its clips.

"In a car." Cuddy feels Joy snuggle in against her, finding the familiar spot where the top of her head nestles up just under her chin. "With her car seat. Where she's safe."

"She was safe," House says, his voice still low and quiet in the early autumn darkness. "The only way she'd fall is if I fell, and I don't fall. She was safer with me than she is when you're texting on your Blackberry at 70 miles per hour."

"Once," Cuddy says. "One time. And that's only because you couldn't wait fifteen minutes until I got back to the office."

She doesn't realize that she's spoken too loudly until Joy squirms against her, lets out a slight cry.

"Shhh," House says. "You're going to wake the baby."

___________________

"This," Cuddy says, "is not going in her baby book."

"Why not?" House holds out the book, open to the twelfth page. "There's a space for it and everything."

"I don't care." Cuddy takes the book from his hand, puts it back on the shelf. "My daughter is not going to have a permanent record that her first word was 'shtup.'"

"Right, raise her on a premise of lies. That'll work."

Joy is in her bed, finally asleep after coming down from the sugar high created by House feeding her Froot Loops and candy corn for lunch. "Fruit and vegetables," he'd said when Cuddy saw the kitchen. "Very healthy."

Joy had spent the next twenty minutes running between the kitchen, living room and her bedroom on her chubby toddler legs, making random high pitched squeals that Cuddy finally realized was the word "shtup," over and over again.

"I'm just seeing to her cultural education," House says. "You should thank me."

______________________


"What have you done?" Cuddy stands just inside the door, looking down at Joy.

"Mommy!" Joy jumps up from the floor, and runs to her, holding out a drawing. "I made you a picture," she says.

Cuddy manages to take her eyes off of Joy's head, where her long blonde hair has now been cut in uneven clumps and is so short it doesn't even reach her shoulders. "That's nice sweetie," she says, holding the picture of a house with trees in the front yard and something that may be a dog. Or a cat. "Now go get your things."

Cuddy waits until Joy is out of the room. "What have you done?" She asks it in a whisper, but House cringes.

"Not my fault," he says.

"I ask you to watch my daughter for two hours," Cuddy says, "two hours, and when I get back ..." She waves her hand toward Joy, who's heading into the bedroom to get her jacket.

"If you ever let her have gum, she'd know that it's supposed to stay in her mouth instead of in her hair," House says.

Cuddy shakes her head.

"Wilson suggested peanut butter, but that didn't work either," House continues.

"So ... you cut it," Cuddy covers her eyes.

"It looked funny with just one part cut, so I evened it out," he shrugs, "kind of."

"She's supposed to be a flower girl at my sister's wedding tomorrow."

"She likes it short," House says. "Isn't it more important that Joy likes her own haircut, than that she conforms to some arbitrary rules about beauty?"

"She's three. She likes everything. Hell, she even likes you."

Cuddy sighs as Joy comes out of the bedroom wearing her jacket and carrying her pink backpack. Somehow her hair looks even worse than it did two minutes earlier.

"Are we going to go see Aunt Maggie now?" Joy asks.

Cuddy takes her by the hand, reaches into her purse for her cell phone and begins scrolling through the menu to find the phone number for the salon near her house, gets ready to beg them for an emergency appointment. "In a little while," she says. "We have to stop someplace first."

_____________________________


Cuddy stands just inside House's office, a half-eaten candy bar in one hand, and Joy's hand gripped tightly in the other.

"You taught her to steal," she says.

Joy peeks up at House for just a moment, then goes back to staring at the carpet.

"Who says?" House doesn't get up, but he leans forward, his elbows on his desk.

Cuddy raises her eyebrows and nods toward Joy.

"At least I didn't teach her how to snitch," House says. "That's all on you." He leans back again. "Besides, all I taught her was some sleight of hand, and the importance of keeping your eye on the prize and not being distracted."

"Which she put to use in the gift shop, while she was supposed to be picking up today's newspaper for me," Cuddy said.

If Joy hadn't been so excited about getting her hands on the candy bar, and opened it while she was still in front of Cuddy, Cuddy would have never known about it. As it was, she'd had a mouth full of chocolate when Cuddy had checked in with her to see if she needed help with her homework.

"Besides, your gift shop is the one that puts candy right at a kid's eye level. That's pure temptation." House points one finger at Cuddy. "That's entrapment."

"No," Cuddy says. She takes a few more steps into his office, tosses what's left of the candy bar into the trash. "That's a week without TV privileges for Joy, and six more hours of clinic duty for you."

"It's not my fault she got caught," House says. He leans down to face Joy. "The next time we'll work more on evading capture."

"Eight hours," Cuddy says.

House opens his mouth, but doesn't get a word out before Cuddy stops him.

"Want to make it ten?" she asks.

He sighs, leans back in his chair.

Cuddy leads Joy back out of the office, and can only shake her head as Joy lingers for a moment at the door. She thinks she sees House wink at her, but isn't sure, and pulls Joy with her out into the hallway.

"Homework," she says, "now. And the next time you need a baby sitter, we're calling your Uncle James."

Read more in the all new companion fic: One Time House Didn't Completely Regret Being Left With Cuddy's Child. It's all [livejournal.com profile] topaz_eyes' fault.


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Date: 2008-10-31 08:49 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] nightdog-barks.livejournal.com
This is great! And how frightening it is that each of these scenarios is so plausible!

You have a tiny typo, here:
Cuddy waits until Joy is out of the room. "What have done?"

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Date: 2008-10-31 09:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] namasteyoga.livejournal.com
I fixed it, thanks. And it's amazing just how many plausible aspects are available for a Housian kidfic.

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Date: 2008-10-31 09:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pwcorgigirl.livejournal.com
"My daughter is not going to have a permanent record that her first word was 'shtup.'" Hehee! That's wonderful.

I love how each of these is so outrageous that Cuddy, even with twenty years of knowing House, is surprised every time at what he comes up with. :)

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Date: 2008-10-31 09:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] namasteyoga.livejournal.com
Thanks. The problem is, Cuddy keeps remembering House's better aspects, and expecting him to live up to those, rather than down to the more likely stories.

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Date: 2008-10-31 09:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mer-duff.livejournal.com
This is so much fun - and exactly the kind of kidfic I like. I bet Joy adores her Uncle Greg for treating her as an equal, or at least an accomplice.

And I don't know. Uncle James is never the safe choice. (God knows what he'd inadvertently teach her).

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Date: 2008-10-31 09:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] namasteyoga.livejournal.com
God knows what he'd inadvertently teach her).
Well someone has to teach her how to lie. She'd be the best practical joker in the first grade -- and definitely the best prepared for any situation.

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Date: 2008-10-31 09:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hannahrorlove.livejournal.com
I, for one, think it's both awesome and sensible to take a kid for a motorcycle ride. Thank you for the smiles.

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Date: 2008-10-31 09:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] namasteyoga.livejournal.com
Hey, riding on motorcycles and scooters doesn't hurt millions of kids in Asia, so why not? Just imagine, though, Joy would be automatically have a feeling of "comfort" every time she hears a Harley.

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Date: 2008-10-31 11:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] phineas-gatsby.livejournal.com
Clearly much safer to ride a motorcycle strapped to the chest of a conscientious driver than to sit in a car seat in the car of a driver as absent-minded as Cuddy probably is.

And I love how these seem so realistic and funny and, well, workable. Kidfic so often doesn't, but I could consider living with stuff like this.

Hey, everyone needs an Uncle Greg...mine was actually named John, but same thing. No fun to be all prissy-perfect, all the time.

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Date: 2008-11-01 12:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] namasteyoga.livejournal.com
Mine was an Uncle Louie. And I don't know if an infant is any safer in either situation, really.

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Date: 2008-11-01 12:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] 3kelvin.livejournal.com
Like it very much! So plausible, fun and sweet. I can't pick a favorite bit, because they are all great.

For me, personally, one line stood out though: "Isn't it more important that Joy likes her own haircut, than that she conforms to some arbitrary rules about beauty?"

I can so see Cuddy wanting to have a potential kid be pretty and dress up and conform. House's advice is good and important, not just about appearance either (even if it sprung from a gum in hair moment). Individualism is not a bad thing. Maybe the most important thing a parent can teach their kid is to learn how to find their own way instead of pre-arranging it. At least that's what sprang to mind when I read that part. ;-)

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Date: 2008-11-01 12:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] namasteyoga.livejournal.com
Thanks. I can actually picture Cuddy as much more willing to go along with the haircut if it weren't for the wedding the next morning.

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Date: 2008-11-01 10:41 am (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] swatkat24.livejournal.com
Hee! I snickered through most of it. This is delightful and yet a little sad, because of canon. Sigh.

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Date: 2008-11-01 12:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] namasteyoga.livejournal.com
Agreed, its canon that give it just a touch of angst, despite having fun with it. Thanks.

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Date: 2008-11-01 04:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] talktidy.livejournal.com
Adorable and funny.

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Date: 2008-11-01 07:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] namasteyoga.livejournal.com
Thanks. I'm still not certain if I'd want to leave a kid under House's care, though.

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Date: 2008-11-01 04:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] donutsweeper.livejournal.com
Oh dear, I can totally picture House doing all of these things! I bet Joy'd think he's a great uncle though!

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Date: 2008-11-01 07:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] namasteyoga.livejournal.com
I'm sure he'd be the guy giving you candy when Mom says you can't have any. That would always make him a favorite.

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Date: 2008-11-01 05:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] topaz-eyes.livejournal.com
You did it! And it is fabulously funny! And scarily plausible. Joy has a bright future as one of House's minions--after all, he's been training her since birth. XD

A typo: Joe doesn't react to the light. Though that could be House's nickname for her. *g*

And, I think you have another story in there, while House is riding his bike with Joy. "What the hell were you thinking?" indeed. :-)

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Date: 2008-11-01 07:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] namasteyoga.livejournal.com
D'oh! I must have been reading too much on Huffington about "Joe" the "Plumber." (Is it Nov. 5 yet?)

And, dangit, the bike ride would make for a little ficlet, wouldn't it?

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Date: 2008-11-02 01:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] karaokegal.livejournal.com
Nice, light fic. Very sweet, as it touches on the dark side of House as a formative figure in a child's life. Thanks for coming to the party.

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Date: 2008-11-02 02:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] namasteyoga.livejournal.com
Sometimes it's fun to play with something a little light, (but also a little dark.) Thanks.

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Date: 2008-11-02 01:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] leiascully.livejournal.com
Delightful! And very plausible. I really enjoy your characterization here.

Small typo in the first section: "is relieved with she reacts to her touch".

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Date: 2008-11-02 02:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] namasteyoga.livejournal.com
Fixed it. Thanks. It's amazing how plausible the bad stuff seems to be when House is involved.

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Date: 2008-11-02 02:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] drunken-hedghog.livejournal.com
It's so nice to see a kidfic in which House isn't immediately transformed into Dad/Babysitter Of The Year. I especially loved the Vicodin rattle. I'm half expecting that to turn up in the show. Great fic.

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Date: 2008-11-02 03:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] namasteyoga.livejournal.com
Thanks. And stay tuned for a companion piece I'm posting later today (which is [livejournal.com profile] topaz_eyes's fault), and hopefully stays true to House's character as well.

And yeah, a Vicodin rattle should show up sometime, don't you think?

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Date: 2008-11-02 07:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dlb42694.livejournal.com
awwwwwww love it

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Date: 2008-11-02 08:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] namasteyoga.livejournal.com
I'm glad you liked it.

ahahah I was pratically pissing myself

Date: 2008-11-02 07:38 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
That was freakin hilarious, I actually found myself to be laughing my ass off the whole way through it. I have to say the gum one reminds me of when I was little, I loved it how House tried to fix it by calling Wilson with peanut butter ahahhaha.
But the best ones were the motorcycle one, so freakin cute and the "shtup" one. But all of them were hilarious.

Re: ahahah I was pratically pissing myself

Date: 2008-11-02 08:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] namasteyoga.livejournal.com
Thanks. Everyone needs to have a little fun, even House.

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Date: 2008-11-02 07:42 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] keladry_lupin
I'm all aglow with giggles over this. It fractures me that she'd be aghast at anything he does -- this is House, after all. I love the Vicodin rattle one; if it's a child-proof cap, I can't see how Cuddy would object.

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Date: 2008-11-02 08:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] namasteyoga.livejournal.com
Thanks. I agree that the Vicodin rattle makes sense, I'm just picturing Cuddy finding it tangled in with Joy's blankets.

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Date: 2008-11-02 08:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] vickysg1.livejournal.com
*giggles* She knows she shouldn't leave Joy with House, but she still does it!
Nice one!

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Date: 2008-11-02 08:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] namasteyoga.livejournal.com
We all do things we should know better than to do, right? Thanks.

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Date: 2008-11-02 08:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] anniehow.livejournal.com
I could see each and every event so clearly... v. funny :D

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Date: 2008-11-02 08:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] namasteyoga.livejournal.com
Thanks. I'm glad you liked it.

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Date: 2008-11-02 08:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] andrea-deer.livejournal.com
Great! Absolutely beliveable and greatly funny! :D

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Date: 2008-11-02 08:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] namasteyoga.livejournal.com
Thank you. It was fun to let House have his way for a while.

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Date: 2008-11-02 09:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] poeia.livejournal.com
I think it's very generous of House to let Joy have 4 of his Vicodin to use as a rattle. What if he didn't get them back?

These are all frighteningly plausible.

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Date: 2008-11-02 10:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] namasteyoga.livejournal.com
Totally! House should be praised for sharing his things, not castigated for it.

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Date: 2008-11-02 10:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] irinafan.livejournal.com
I don't usually read House fic, but I clicked on this link out of boredom and HOLY SHIT, THIS IS FABULOUS. I mean, Cuddy baby fic sounds to me like it'd be cliche fluffy and disgusting and then you go and make it THIS. Awesome awesome awesome.

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Date: 2008-11-03 02:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] namasteyoga.livejournal.com
Thanks. I wrote this specifically because I hate the cliche fluffy kidfics, and since I'd never write a kidfic normally, decided to give it a shot.

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Date: 2008-11-02 10:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] epluribusunum21.livejournal.com
This ROCKS!
It is sooooo House! I could definately see any of these being on the show! Hopefully we will get to see some of them!

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Date: 2008-11-03 02:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] namasteyoga.livejournal.com
Thanks. I doubt we'll ever see anything even close to babyfic on the show, but you never know. (If there is, I just hope that House remains as difficult as ever.)

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Date: 2008-11-02 10:57 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] london_fan
I love this! That's so House! Thanks for a very good laugh! ♥

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Date: 2008-11-03 02:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] namasteyoga.livejournal.com
You're welcome. House would be a bad choice for a babysitter, most of the time.

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Date: 2008-11-02 11:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] crumpled-up.livejournal.com
LOL Brilliant! I usually avoid kidfic as well, but this beat them all. Oh man, I kept laughing at everything because it was so plausible. The 'shtup' part kept me cracking up and the Vicodin as a rattle, omg. Oh Cuddy, neither of the boys would make the best babysitters but at least nothing would be dull around House. ;)

Excellent, excellent fic. :D

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Date: 2008-11-03 02:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] namasteyoga.livejournal.com
Hey, if House wouldn't provide traditional stability for a baby, he'd at least bring the stimulation.

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Date: 2008-11-03 12:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] onecatalyst.livejournal.com
I loved this! I agree about House baby fics in general - though they all start off with good intentions...
Wonderfully funny. My favourite was the motorcycle ride.

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Date: 2008-11-03 02:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] namasteyoga.livejournal.com
And yet the motorcycle was such a stupid, stupid thing to do, in general. But I couldn't resist.
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