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// Random Snippet|April Fools| 
// Story: |House M.D| Something to Smile About 
// by ProbableSarcasm 
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"That's a gosh darn lie an' you know it!"

"Great, you're the idiot you make out to be," I retorted, simply walking down the corridor with a undeniable swagger. One case done that took less than twelve minutes, an all time best! I mean, this case was the most mind bending if I had to take so long to diagnose her with pony pox, such a simple disease that could potentially be so hard to get across her thick skull.

It was pony pox season, and it took less than twelve minutes to solve, if you didn't catch my no where near obvious attempt at sarcasm. Oh who am I kidding, this pony would never understand that sarcasm and lies are two arts of it's same, it's almost funny insulting her when she doesn't even understand. Although, insulting someone who does, well, that's a different story for another day.

"And don't forget who broke that 'arm' of yours!" Applejack growled, having no trouble with my pace, which was to quickly get as far as possible from this orange pony.

"You say that like you're proud of it," I quipped, returning my eye contact to her generally oversized eyes. Pony biology is just too wierd for me. "Spoken like a true psychopath."

"It takes one to know one!" Applejack snapped, "and I ain't no psychopath!"

"So you are the idiot you make out to be?" I jeered, "I knew it!"

"Why do ya' have to be so cruel?" Applejack hissed, and it lead to me shrugging.

"Why do you have to be so sexy?"

Applejack did a double take, her eyes widen and her face flushed in indignation and possible embarrassment. I mean, if her face turns anymore red and warm: I'm going to roast a marshmallow over her head. "Wait, what!?"

"April Fools" I looked back at the clock to see if that connected, and I'm only a few minutes away from April First. "Aw, oh god, hold on a second."

"Uh... whats April Fools..?"

"Shush," I kept looking at my watch, waiting for the Twelve O'Clock.

"We're not even going to--"

I held up my hand, trying to silence her.  I fell to my hands and knees purposefully and lowered by head, as if I'm crying over someone in the most dramatic ways and uncool way ever. "My joke has flopped, I must grieve."

"House,"

"Silence woman, my sarcasm has not yet fallen and I will use it--" I opened my eyes to find Redheart looking over me with unimpressed look.

I blinked.

"It's a succubus!" I cried, holding my cane over me as I pretended to cower.

"Excuse me?"

"April Fools?"