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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[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.