forget your troubles, come on, get happy

[atrophied]

[ To those who have a journal open, you'll hear a particular song being whistled before it stops to be followed by a downright perky "Good morning!" The whistling resumes shortly after. For those present in the clinic, you will hear that and see House…smiling.

Cheerfully.

Uh... ]

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[atadiscoverer]

[Looking up from his notebook at that, frowning.]

Uh. Dr. House? Are you okay?

[atrophied]

Great! How about you?

[atadiscoverer]

Fine, thank you.

[It's just the castle... It's just the castle...]

You seem remarkably chipper this morning.

[atrophied]

Today is just one of those good days.

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[likesroleplay]

[Elliot's....not sure how to react to what a good mood he's in. She remembers when Dr. Cox would have "good" moods. It rarely ended well for people. ]

Are you feeling alright, sir?

[atrophied]

Like a new man, Reid. [ He walks over to the coffee maker. ] Want some coffee?

[likesroleplay]

[She smiles awkwardly, still taken aback by his behavior.] Sure. Coffee sounds great.

[atrophied]

Here you are. [ He sets a cup in front of her. Free of any substances that should never be in coffee. ] One sugar or two?

OH GOD THAT SONG. <3

[hard_talker]

.... [dictated somewhat incredulously]

Greg?

[not that he's about to look a gift horse, buddy, but you never sound that cheerful]

Hugh Laurie's version of it is perfect

[atrophied]

Hey, Mark! Say, can I get a preview of tonight's broadcast?

IT REALLY IS.

[hard_talker]

[he chuckles a little] Yeah, sure. I'm actually workin' on it right now, goin' through the book ... seein' what's gone down. Didja know somebody 86'ed the microwave again?

[atrophied]

I heard. [ More like obsessively reads every last thing the journal records because he is normally that bored. ] I hope no one got hurt.

[heal_theworld]

[Martel is staring. Because this is the first time that she's seen him smiling and happy and whistling and it's... slightly creepy.] Ah...Dr. House?

[atrophied]

[ Don't worry, Martel. In a week he'll go back to finding you annoying and pathetic. ]

That's my name. [ The words are said kindly. ]

[heal_theworld]

...Why are you whistling and happy? [You're never happy, House.]

[atrophied]

Because it makes me smile.

[save_the_souls]

[Allen's coming into the clinic for his shift, looking a bit groggy since he hasn't had coffee yet. When he sees House, he instantly freezes]

[Oh god he's happy. What happened and how big a mess am I gonna have to clean up?]

[atrophied]

Walker. Center stage. [ A solemn look kicks the smile off his face. ]

[save_the_souls]

H-Huh?

[heloise]

Do you dance to it?

[atrophied]

Some do.

[heloise]

Would you?

[confidente]

[ .......... I'm sorry, John Watson's brain appears to be shorting out. Please try again later. ]

[atrophied]

Perfect timing. I have a new game. When do you want to break it in?

[confidente]

[ ... ] I'm sorry, what? [ WHAT IS HAPPENING, HE IS SO CONFUSED. ]