Open RP: Wherein Potion accidents result in... happiness?

[canes-can-kill.livejournal.com]

When you're stuck in a castle with hardly any interesting medical cases and a slight tendency to be self-destructive when you're bored, trying to make advanced potions ends up being a really good idea. Especially when you've never tried to make a simple potion, because everything is that much more dangerous and unpredictable.

He'd tried to make some kind of pain relief potion, which he thought had turned out okay. So, it was an obscenely bright orange when it was supposed to be dark blue. That didn't matter. In the end, taking some of it sounded like a good idea, at the time.

Except for the fact that he'd mixed up one of the ingredients. Instead of fluxweed, he'd used Ipomoea violecea (more commonly known as the "beach moonflower"). To House, it didn't seem all that weird when the walls suddenly turned blue and a giant elephant started dancing with an anteater on top of the tables. It was pretty funny, actually. And naturally, the only reaction when the anteater walked out of the room was to follow it.

With a giggle that could only be termed as 'explosive', House started wandering the hallways to follow the anteater - caneless, and it was kinda weird that he couldn't walk properly. But these things matter not to a man when he is following a purple anteater. Life was great! And he had a mission, here, after all.

((Be warned; you may get hugged or talked at a lot.))

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[jewboy-wonder.livejournal.com]

Wait. What?

Wilson was being turned around before he could protest, yanked hard against House again as arms wrapped tight around his frame again, and they were slowly working back into asphyxiating again. Well, less asphyxia now and more... Heimlich Maneuver. The slightly paranoid, extremely helpless look on Wilson's face looked... incredibly justified, at the moment.

"Uh. Yeah," he replied slowly, giving Lily a weak wave and looking so terribly awkward in House's arms. House was still giggly and cuddling and... had his chin on his shoulder as he tried to figure out how to pronounce Lily's name. The wide-eyes look Wilson shot Lily back could be seen as nothing other than, 'HELP ME.'

[lilypotter60.livejournal.com]

"Only if I can call you Sehou," she responded, grinning madly. Oh, this was hilarious. "Looks as if someone found a little bit of a happy potion, yeah?"

Moving forward, Lily considered the two. "What the bloody hell happened?" she murmured to Wilson, eyeing House. "Is he...giggling?"

[canes-can-kill.livejournal.com]

Happy potion was probably a bit of an understatement, considering that House was both hallucinating and extraordinarily loopy. He squinted a bit at Lily, watching as her words spelled out on the air next to her which made it easier for him to understand. Probably a good thing, because to his ears, she was speaking Spanish.

"Jimmy says I'm like Cheesewiz!" He commented happily, rubbing his cheek along Wilson's and probably giving him stubble burn. The fact that Wilson was highly uncomfortable completely escaped him.

[jewboy-wonder.livejournal.com]

...No. No, this was not hilarious. This was terrifying. And actually managed to pry a bit, half-heartedly, at House's fingers, before he glanced up to Lily, just as helplessly.

"I have no clue," he hissed back, wide-eyed. "I just come around the corner and he's talking about... anteaters and flying pigs!" He paused a beat, for emphasis. "And hugging." And then House started rubbing up against him, like a... kitten or something - only kittens weren't this scratchy, and now his face was on fire, woo - and he looked even more panicked.

[lilypotter60.livejournal.com]

Right. She was just going to laugh now. "Did he?" she asked, grinning widely. "And James is a chocolate chip cookie (http://community.livejournal.com/hogwarts_hocus/1205873.html?thread=61546097#t61546097), which makes for an odd combination, but I'm sure you'll suss it out."

Taking pity on Wilson, Lily moved to help try and pry House's death grip off of the other man. "What did you take, Skippy?" she asked cheerfully. "Don't worry." This was addressed to Wilson. "There are a couple of black market potions that could do this, but they're relatively harmless. I'm sure he'll be fine. And I have a sobering potion in my room that I can use, if I know what he took."

[canes-can-kill.livejournal.com]

"It's pizza time, all the time," House said solemnly, looking down at where his hands were clasped over Wilson's stomach, and the other hands trying to get him to let go. Why were they doing that? He needed to hold onto something to stand up! But it seemed like they wanted him to let go, so he did, and promptly tipped sideways to lean against the hallway wall.

But his leg was kind of hurting, so he slid down the wall until he landed with a thump on his ass, and promptly looked up at Lily and Wilson with very confused eyes. "The anteater told me that the sky is blue. Blue! But I didn't believe him. Anteaters that wear hats always lie," he slurred, making vague gestures. "But he can play a mean game of darts."

[jewboy-wonder.livejournal.com]

Wilson stared up at Lily, hands pausing in their attempts to pry away House's fingers as he blinked disbelievingly at her. He was a chocolate chip cookie? ... What? Dear GOD, please do not say that she took it too. PLEASE. Only Lily was speaking quite coherently, and he was pretty sure that he probably would've had the redhead hugging his front in addition to House, if she had, and, well, by then House had released his hold and he had negated the premise entirely.

Oof. Okay, so House was very much... stumbling against a wall, sliding to the floor, but at least Wilson wasn't being given the Heimlich anymore. "A black market potion?" he asked towards Lily instead as House started babbling about anteaters and darts. He sounded somewhere midway between confused, frustrated and disappointed, if not just because... well, hello, his boyfriend was reduced to a slurring, incoherent... thing.