Sorry if this has been added already. I really enjoyed this one because it they are so in character . Enjoy :-)

"She peed on me."

"I know."

"Twice."

"I know."

"You so owe me."

"I know."

"I knew this was a mistake from the moment bạn asked me."

"And yet bạn still did it."

"When one of my Những người bạn asks for help with a long overdue parasite extermination problem, I feel obligated to oblige."

"Her name is Rachel, and she's not a parasite. And I didn't ask bạn to exterminate her, I asked bạn to babysit."

"Which I did."

"Hardly well."

"As least I wasn't out selling myself for money. How much do bạn really want that new lab in pathology?"

"I wasn't selling myself."

"Date night push up bra? Neckline so low I could see your bellybutton? Sorry, but that's selling yourself."

"Maybe I wouldn't have had to sell myself if bạn hadn't ruined the original interview. Planting your underwear on the guest chair is just spiteful."

"Speaking of spite - and words that rhyme with it - your parasite has quite a set of teeth on her."

"I told her to use them," Cuddy grinned.

"You also told her to throw your underwear out the window?"

"We both know that was you."

"Hmm... bạn have no proof. Let's keep talking about your little Picasso."

"Oh, bạn mean the tường drawings? Hmm, something tells me a three năm old can't draw diagrams like that hoặc spell the word squish mitten."

"She's advanced," House shrugged. "What can I say, the gene pool gave bạn a bone."

"I'm going to give a bone if bạn don't watch out," she threatened.

"Trust me, bạn gave me one already... Which brings us nicely back to those favours bạn owe me."

"What did bạn have in mind?" She đã đưa ý kiến seductively.

"Something involving whipped cream and tongue depressors, maybe? I'll have to think on it."

"While bạn do that, I'm going to make sure my child isn't traumatised."

"Don't be dramatic," he chided. "She's fine."

"You threw her favourite búp bê out the window."

"She wouldn't go to bed," he justified.

"So bạn decided on toy town massacre?"

"She had a tantrum," he shrugged.

"You have tantrums all the time, and bạn don't see me throwing your cane, Vicodin and ball-y off the first floor balcony."

"That's 'cause you're weak. As proven last night, I'd be an excellent father."

"Says the man who told a child that the boogeyman would be coming to get her for sure, because she was stinking out the place with her dirty kid-germs?"

"Instilling fear and discipline at a young age is essential if bạn want to have any semblance of control over her later in life."

"I'm going to instil fear into bạn right now," she took a step toward him.

"You couldn't instil fear in a kitten, Cuddles," he took his own step closer. "Which is why you'll need me to help in the following years."

"I'm not ever asking bạn for help ever again!" She vowed.

"Do bạn want to punish me?"

"Yes."

"Do bạn want to spank me, doctor?"

"Do bạn want me to spank you?"

"Oh yes," he whispered, his lips almost on hers.

And then, predictively, Wilson opened the door. He furrowed his eyebrows when he saw the two of them near-kissing. "What are bạn two doing?"

"Talking." House answered, pulling back and retrieving his cane from it's leaning post. Cuddy just looked flustered.

"Talking about what?" Wilson asked.

"Pest control." House answered, then ducked out of the room.