[network] @Spoiler; Mission Hug Attack; Night 178 [open]

[spoileralert]

[ Video ]

You asked, Norfinbury, and I delivered. It didn't make the final cut, but right before Zach started filming I told House, and I quote, "I'm going to hug you now".

[ Following is a clip of House, inside the museum, backed against a wall and holding a hammer. In front of the camera is Steph, already mid-leap when the video starts. Those who haven't seen her on video before may notice the padded suit and cape she wears under a poncho and scarf. The hood and mask are down, of course, since they're relatively warmer indoors.

House stops her by grabbing her shoulders. ]

Really?

I did warn you!

[ Steph digs ungloved fingers into the fleshy parts of his wrists, making House grimace and finally let her go. He lets his arms drop and stares forlornly up at the ceiling as Steph cackles maniacally and grabs him up in a hug.

They stand there like that for a solid thirty seconds, House looking like a thoroughly depressed log, Steph a very purple mushroom having grown on him. Then she gives him a squeeze and lets go. ]

Mission accomplished.

[ The video ends. ]

[ooc | Steph is purple, House is blue! ]

Comments

[spoileralert]

Nothing. I said I was gonna do it. This was the first chance I got.

[heroproceeding]

So, in other words, you're the kind'a person who just keeps their word, huh. Fair enough.

[ And his next words might have a smug grin to them... ]

Maybe I should try that next time I see him.

[spoileralert]

Basically. [ Finally, someone gets it!

And she grins evilly. ]

You should. He'll love it.

[heroproceeding]

I'm sure he would. I mean look at that guy! He was just beaming from those warm and fuzzies just a moment ago!

[ Zack is probably asking to get gut punched. But it is so worth it. ]

[spoileralert]

He's just such and affectionate guy, you know?

[heroproceeding]

Makes you wonder how he could ever resist one in the first place. Maybe we should even make it a goal or something. See how many we could get the hug the old, sour lug.

[ He's just teasing, really.

...Maybe. ]

[spoileralert]

Heck yeah. We should offer a reward to the winner.

[heroproceeding]

A reward, huh? What kind of reward would you have in mind?

[ By all means, humor him, Steph. ]

[spoileralert]

That depends who participates. I did find some glitter.

[heroproceeding]

Some glitter.. Hey, that'd go great with the pom poms I picked up!

[ Sure, he'd been saving them to stick all over Kunsel's helmet at some point when he's not looking, but if this competition ever gets off the ground, well. ]

[spoileralert]

I know at least two people willing to compete for craft supplies, but I think having to hug House would be too high a price even for them.

[heroproceeding]

Aw, that's a shame. But you're probably right.

Ah well. Just means I get to stick Kuns with these. But you know. Don't tell him I said that.

[spoileralert]

You do realize this conversation is public, right?

[heroproceeding]

I also know it takes him a while to dig through all these conversations. I have time.

[ He's got this. Too well. ]

[spoileralert]

Touche, Fair. And god speed.

[heroproceeding]

Thanks. Expect to hear yelling in the distance tonight.

[ At least it won't be over anything terrible. ]

[spoileralert]

Film it for me if you can.

[heroproceeding]

Well, I usually sleep right by him, so...

[ That should not. Be a problem. At all. ]

[spoileralert]

Score.