I started this in 2007 as a surprise for
elynittria (er, surprise?) based on a conversation she and
purridot and I had, and I thought it would be an easy one-shot. No such luck. Here's what was going to happen: House and Wilson are caught in a terrible thunderstorm in the English countryside; they find a lit inn and take shelter; little do they realize that something ~magical~ happened during the brightest lightning strike and they were transported back in time, just for the night -- as they discover when they meet Lord Byron and Percy Shelley. The four of them while the night away with drink and conversation.
It was going to be grand and witty, and Byron was going to speak in the style of his written journals, and all the ways House is and isn't a Byronic hero were going to come under discussion. Probably House would have inspired a character trait or two. It would've been awesome.
Honest.
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( It was a dark and stormy night. )
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It was going to be grand and witty, and Byron was going to speak in the style of his written journals, and all the ways House is and isn't a Byronic hero were going to come under discussion. Probably House would have inspired a character trait or two. It would've been awesome.
Honest.
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( It was a dark and stormy night. )