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This Town Ain't Big Enough for the Both of us
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G through L › House
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
2,658
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I don't own House and I'm not making money off it so please don't sue my ass off.
This Town Ain't Big Enough for the Both of us
A/N: And now, for the first time ever on this site, a House western!!!!!!!!!!!!! And not just any type of House western, oh no, a team-written House western. I know, it’s amazing, try not to expire from the sheer brilliance of these two humble authors. There are two of us. I (go.suck.on.a.lemon) will be starting off with the first paragraph, Alex will do the second, and so on. We are not allowed to alter what the person before us has done, and chapters will be posted whenever I get bored, meaning they will not end at regular points. Each of us has very different ideas of what is going to happen in this story, so this should get very interesting. Let the crazy begin!
Cast:
Gregory House – town doctor
Lisa Cuddie – runs a whorehouse
Eric Foreman – sheriff
Allison Cameron – whore
Robert Chase – deputy, visits whorehouse a lot
James Wilson – House’s assistant
This Town Ain’t Big Enough for the Both of us, Cancer
“I’m sick of these mutha-fuckin’ snakes in this mutha-fuckin’ whorehouse!” Lisa Cuddie sighed as she watched Samuel L. Jackson storm out of her establishment. She thought they’d gotten rid of their rattler infestation, but apparently not. She only hoped Bobby hadn’t heard. He was their only paying customer of the day, and she didn’t want to lose the cash Allison would be bringing in from him in exchange for her… services.
“YES! Worm that tongue, baby!”
He didn’t seem disturbed. Meanwhile, in the flatland just West of the town of insert-name-here Gregory House and his trusted lackey were riding back from the Indian village where he had healed a warrior’s cold in exchange for peyote. Suddenly his horse reared up almost throwing him off it’s back. He managed to calm the beast, and searched for the cause of the commotion.
“Wilson, I’m sick of these mutha-fuckin’ snakes on this mutha-fuckin’ plain!” House exclaimed, seeing the root of the problem.
“We all are House, but we have to get back to the town. One of Cuddy’s lady’s is having another ‘issue’” Wilson replied tiredly.
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So, this kinda died when my friend stopped sending bits back, but ummm, please enjoy what we did get up and don’t flame too badly.
Cast:
Gregory House – town doctor
Lisa Cuddie – runs a whorehouse
Eric Foreman – sheriff
Allison Cameron – whore
Robert Chase – deputy, visits whorehouse a lot
James Wilson – House’s assistant
This Town Ain’t Big Enough for the Both of us, Cancer
“I’m sick of these mutha-fuckin’ snakes in this mutha-fuckin’ whorehouse!” Lisa Cuddie sighed as she watched Samuel L. Jackson storm out of her establishment. She thought they’d gotten rid of their rattler infestation, but apparently not. She only hoped Bobby hadn’t heard. He was their only paying customer of the day, and she didn’t want to lose the cash Allison would be bringing in from him in exchange for her… services.
“YES! Worm that tongue, baby!”
He didn’t seem disturbed. Meanwhile, in the flatland just West of the town of insert-name-here Gregory House and his trusted lackey were riding back from the Indian village where he had healed a warrior’s cold in exchange for peyote. Suddenly his horse reared up almost throwing him off it’s back. He managed to calm the beast, and searched for the cause of the commotion.
“Wilson, I’m sick of these mutha-fuckin’ snakes on this mutha-fuckin’ plain!” House exclaimed, seeing the root of the problem.
“We all are House, but we have to get back to the town. One of Cuddy’s lady’s is having another ‘issue’” Wilson replied tiredly.
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So, this kinda died when my friend stopped sending bits back, but ummm, please enjoy what we did get up and don’t flame too badly.