what if i let go too soon

-Immediately starts putting her on every treatment known to man

-Walks over to Wilson’s office, which is the only part of the entire ship that just looks the same as it does in the show

-Homoerotically complains about how stupid Jedi are, then makes a bet with Wilson on whether Obi Wan is gay or the father of Padme’s twins (Wilson wants House to believe people can be faithful)

-Padme almost dies again. Turns out the treatment’s not working

-“if the dark side nearly killed her, maybe it can save her”

-House uses force lightning to restart Padme’s heart

-Gets brought into Cuddy’s office and told off for using an experimental treatment, and the power of the dark side, in her hospital

-House is taken off the case and foreman is put in charge of the case

-Padme is unexpectedly doing better, but Cuddy refuses to tell House or else he’ll be using the dark side to save all his patients

-House watches on as Wilson tries seducing a relieved Obi Wan while he paces in the lobby. Doesn’t seem to work

-House interrogates Obi Wan about his relationship with Padme, insinuates it’s Obi Wans Fault. Gets in a struggle and once theyre seperated it’s revealed he ripped out some beard hair

-Padme is getting released from the hospital but crashes again with obvious signs of infection. Everyone blames the dark side of the force

-is put in intensive care again, everyone thinks she’s going to die, House is brooding.

-House meets Bail Organa and talks to him, Bail mentions how he was so worried about her the last time she was in a hospital, and this seems much more hopeless

-“what time she was in the hospital?”

-House marches in as they’re about to pull the plug, rolling Padme’s unconcious body over to point at dark spot on the back of her neck

-Foreman looks disapointed, “it’s a bruise house, her husband nearly snapped her neck.”

-“Our princess’ boyfriend here failed to mentioned she was scratched by a Nexu on Genosis years ago. Nexu claws are known as a vicious poison.”

-“it would have killed her years ago”

-“unless a small chunk of claw stuck in her back, working into the muscles near the nape of her neck for years. The little prince of Darkness chokes her, pressure and muscles spasming lets it work into a blood vessel. It’s why the force lightning only was a bandaid, it vaporized what was in her bloodstream but broke up the rest of the claw and let it enter in her bloodstream. Start her on dialysis, she’ll be fine by tomorrow afternoon.”

-Next day Padme’s wheeled out of the hospital with her two children, bittersweetness. House watches from balcony before going back to his office

-Wilson enters with his shirt unbuttoned and a few bruises on his neck, declaring, “the Jedi is gay. I win.”

Then, just after lunch, I went to journalism class and they had the TVs up showing the news. That's when I got to see it.

My friend said, "You were in GRADE SCHOOl? I was in GRAD school!!!"

Which rapidly became "I was in Grad School/I was in Grade School!"

My other friend had the best story, though. He had been at work. At McDonnell Douglas.

I was working in the McDonnell Aircraft's QA division, doing minicomputer support. I had the 11th IBM PC that Mac ever bought sitting in my cube, and I'd improvised a cable compatible with our spare dial-up modems so I could run a BBS off of it in the evenings.

And one morning my supervisor comes up to me and said, "Can you get the news on that thing?" Which would have been hugely illegal, since we were in a secure environment, but before I could deny it, he said, "This one time you're not in trouble. Something big just happened. Everybody VP and above just disappeared into a conference room at HQ, nobody knows why, nothing's leaking out, and all of our buildings are under lockdown. The managers NEED to know."

Well, I had a personal CompuServe (pre-Internet Reddit) account, and I had written some some mediocre terminal software in MS-BASIC for PC, so I dialed out to CompuServe, which had an Associated Press forum that posted quarter-hour news updates.

So for the whole day, I was the only person locked into McDonnell Douglas who knew how to get news, which I refreshed and printed out so my boss could fax it to all the other bosses every 15 minutes, and within the first hour we knew that the earliest zoomed-in photos showed that the starting point of the explosion was the tip of the nose of one of the side boosters.

We made those nose cones. I spent the whole day smuggling information across the information quarantine to people who desperately wanted to know, "Are we the ones who killed the first Teacher in Space?"

(We weren't. The reason that solid-rocket-booster nose-cone drilled into the side of the main external liquid-fuel tank was because of a thrust-breach way farther down the stack. Which didn't come out until overnight. But that was a weird day to be working at almost any rocket-parts company.)

all my tony stank doodles over the years !! Enjoy !! Notes below :

SO SOME ASSHOLE GOT HOLD OF MY PHONE AND CHANGE ALL MY CONTACT NAMES, ICONS AND RINGTONES TO THIS FUCKING THING