--sorry about my bad grammar! :-) --- english isn´t my first language----hope te enjoy it---
Last Halloween.....there was a Halloween-Party at PPHL. All of the stuff were there. Freaky and Funny costumes introduced and filled the area with shock and humor.Cuddy sat successivo to Wilson, who was dressed as a rosa Bunny. She wore a black and purple dress looked like a bride of Dracula.
Chase and Cameron came in together with Foreman and Thirteen. Chase looked like a clown, totally scary like Pennywise in person. Cameron wore a Airforce-overall with a bloody headband across her face; walking with a cane like somebody had shoot her leg. Foreman and Thirteen showed a Prince and a Princess like Walt Disney´s Cinderella. They all meet at the bar, talking and drinking and laughing, when Taub and Kutner came around looking like Dr. Jakyll and Mr. Hyde. "Where´s House?", Cameron asked Wilson. He shruged his shoulders. "Don´t know.", he detto and went back to Cuddy who just ordered another drink at the bar. "I´m very curious which of these costumes will be winning the Prize tonight.", she detto and nipped at her Bloody Wodga. "You!", Wilson detto and twinkled at her.
Suddenly everybody was staring at the door. The most women stopped breathing for a while. A man, sexier than everything ever, più fresco, dispositivo di raffreddamento as ice and gorgeous words can´t tell, stood there. Whole clothes black, devlish blue eyes and a special cane with a silver glittering knob. Coated with a cape pure silken. Cuddy felt a sudden warmth of tenderness staight in her heart. Wilson raised his eyebrows. "Didn´t think you´re really coming, Buddy.", he detto and smirked. "I don´t want to miss watching te in this laughable rosa Bunny-Outfit." he countered with a sparkle in his eyes."So what are you? A half dressed Darth Vader?", Wilson joked. "Wanna die Bunny?", he answered with a sarcastically devlish face. "Hm, so think you´re just House,nothing special, or?", Cuddy detto twinkling at him. Helping Wilson mocking him. "I´m the Master of evil o just Lucifer and you´re?", he moved closer to her, "Looks like my hooker for tonight.", he whispered softly and provocativly into her ear with a devlish smile on his face.
A few hours later most of the guests went home. Wilson sat at the bar and was totally drunk. Cuddy picked him up. da the help of Kutner she brought Wilson into her car. "Thank you, good night.", she said. "No prob boss.", Kutner grined at Wilson. "Whe..re..is..Houuu...se?", Wilson asked. Cuddy sighed. "I don´t..." "Just here stupid Bunny. It isn´t your job to be going drunk like this idiot, normally it´s mine.", House interrupted her, standing successivo to Wilson. "Yoou...are...aann..."
"Shut up Buddy!", House detto with an amused voice.
"Gonna drive him home?", he asked Cuddy. She nodded and went into her car. House limbed over to her window, knocked softly as she pulled it down. She gave him a questionably look while Wilson was asleep now. "Sure te get this drunk Bunny into his appartment? Alone?"
She looked at Wilson and sighed again. "Wanna help me?", she asked House. He smiled and went into the backside of the car. They drove off.
After House and Cuddy took the big drunk Bunny Wilson into his appartment and put him down on his couch, they went into the kitchen. "So i´m driving te home now, too.", she said.
"Thought te would be my hooker tonight?"
"The Party is over House."
"Hm, you´re loking damn sexy."
She smiled then stopped, "Why did te ignore me the whole evening?"
"I didn´t."
"Yes te did."
"No i didn´t."
Before she could response anything House pulled his lips on hers and they kissed deeply. Suddenly she pull out. "What are we doing?", she detto with a little frightened voice. "Let´s get the Party starting again.", House whispered to her with his irresistibly charming voice.
"I can´t."
"You lie."
"I don´t."
"Sure te do."
"Come on, i´ll drive te home, it´s late.", she detto as she went straight ahead Wilson, laying on the divano sleepng, and got out of the door. House followed her quietly.
.....
Last Halloween.....there was a Halloween-Party at PPHL. All of the stuff were there. Freaky and Funny costumes introduced and filled the area with shock and humor.Cuddy sat successivo to Wilson, who was dressed as a rosa Bunny. She wore a black and purple dress looked like a bride of Dracula.
Chase and Cameron came in together with Foreman and Thirteen. Chase looked like a clown, totally scary like Pennywise in person. Cameron wore a Airforce-overall with a bloody headband across her face; walking with a cane like somebody had shoot her leg. Foreman and Thirteen showed a Prince and a Princess like Walt Disney´s Cinderella. They all meet at the bar, talking and drinking and laughing, when Taub and Kutner came around looking like Dr. Jakyll and Mr. Hyde. "Where´s House?", Cameron asked Wilson. He shruged his shoulders. "Don´t know.", he detto and went back to Cuddy who just ordered another drink at the bar. "I´m very curious which of these costumes will be winning the Prize tonight.", she detto and nipped at her Bloody Wodga. "You!", Wilson detto and twinkled at her.
Suddenly everybody was staring at the door. The most women stopped breathing for a while. A man, sexier than everything ever, più fresco, dispositivo di raffreddamento as ice and gorgeous words can´t tell, stood there. Whole clothes black, devlish blue eyes and a special cane with a silver glittering knob. Coated with a cape pure silken. Cuddy felt a sudden warmth of tenderness staight in her heart. Wilson raised his eyebrows. "Didn´t think you´re really coming, Buddy.", he detto and smirked. "I don´t want to miss watching te in this laughable rosa Bunny-Outfit." he countered with a sparkle in his eyes."So what are you? A half dressed Darth Vader?", Wilson joked. "Wanna die Bunny?", he answered with a sarcastically devlish face. "Hm, so think you´re just House,nothing special, or?", Cuddy detto twinkling at him. Helping Wilson mocking him. "I´m the Master of evil o just Lucifer and you´re?", he moved closer to her, "Looks like my hooker for tonight.", he whispered softly and provocativly into her ear with a devlish smile on his face.
A few hours later most of the guests went home. Wilson sat at the bar and was totally drunk. Cuddy picked him up. da the help of Kutner she brought Wilson into her car. "Thank you, good night.", she said. "No prob boss.", Kutner grined at Wilson. "Whe..re..is..Houuu...se?", Wilson asked. Cuddy sighed. "I don´t..." "Just here stupid Bunny. It isn´t your job to be going drunk like this idiot, normally it´s mine.", House interrupted her, standing successivo to Wilson. "Yoou...are...aann..."
"Shut up Buddy!", House detto with an amused voice.
"Gonna drive him home?", he asked Cuddy. She nodded and went into her car. House limbed over to her window, knocked softly as she pulled it down. She gave him a questionably look while Wilson was asleep now. "Sure te get this drunk Bunny into his appartment? Alone?"
She looked at Wilson and sighed again. "Wanna help me?", she asked House. He smiled and went into the backside of the car. They drove off.
After House and Cuddy took the big drunk Bunny Wilson into his appartment and put him down on his couch, they went into the kitchen. "So i´m driving te home now, too.", she said.
"Thought te would be my hooker tonight?"
"The Party is over House."
"Hm, you´re loking damn sexy."
She smiled then stopped, "Why did te ignore me the whole evening?"
"I didn´t."
"Yes te did."
"No i didn´t."
Before she could response anything House pulled his lips on hers and they kissed deeply. Suddenly she pull out. "What are we doing?", she detto with a little frightened voice. "Let´s get the Party starting again.", House whispered to her with his irresistibly charming voice.
"I can´t."
"You lie."
"I don´t."
"Sure te do."
"Come on, i´ll drive te home, it´s late.", she detto as she went straight ahead Wilson, laying on the divano sleepng, and got out of the door. House followed her quietly.
.....
When does Amore become something we need, rather than something we want? Amore was seen as something special a long time ago. Now Amore is what we are expected to have with us everyday of our lives. Amore is common currency when te are a teenager, but turns to worthless pennies the older te get. Do we not care about the substance of what Amore was and not what it has been made into today da commercialisation from American Film and Televisione commercials and soap operas? Only when we experience Amore for real, can we commento and judge others who are in Love. Amore means something different to everyone. Not two people’s feeling of Amore is the same. Why do we generalize, rationalize and compartmentalize Love? Amore is and will continue to be an enigma. Only a handful of people will ever unlock it and witness its true beauty and essence. The essence we all crave.
Love.
Love.