"Jesus experiments with the laundry with mixed reactions from the Fosters clan."
"I just figured it would be the same thing...you know. How was I supposed to know that this would happen?" Jesus stared innocently up at his Moms. Stef squinted at him with a look of utter disbelief. Mariana and Callie couldn't suppress their sniggering despite the aggressive warning look from Lena.
"Jesus. You put dishwashing liquid...in the washing machine..." Stef gawped.
"Well...it washes things..." Jesus stared at them with bulging eyes.
"And then disappeared for an hour down the park...!"
"Well - you said I could go after I finished the laundry!" He protested.
"Woooaaahh!" A yell was heard from the laundry room and a bang before Brandon came rushing down the stairs.
"Why is the laundry room full of foam?" He asked confused and trying to shake some of the bubbles off the cuffs of legs.
"Because your brother's an idiot." Stef explained bluntly.
Jude followed him fully immersed in lemony foam. "This is so awesome!" He exclaimed as Lena sighed and began to rescue him from his soapy shell.
"OK - this is ridiculous. Jesus go clean up that mess." Lena stated while Stef was distracted throwing a cushion in another attempt to silence her giggling daughters.
"How can I do that? It's everywhere!"
"Then you better get on with it! Bucket as much as you can into the bathtub or something..." Lena guided the reluctant teen off the sofa wiping her now soapy hands on his back.
"Oh will you two go finish clearing up in the kitchen?" Stef tried final last ditch attempt to silence the now shrieking laughter of the girls.
"Fine." Callie giggled. standing up and dragging Mariana off her chair. They then exchanged a mischievous look before turning their attention back to Stef.
"But what can we use to wash the dishes if we're out of fabric softener?" Mariana smirked through tears.
"Or should we just take the dishes to the laundry room and leave them on the floor?" Callie questioned igniting another roar of laughter from Mariana before both of them ducked and ran from a series of swift thwacks from a second cushion.
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A week later Mariana and Callie had just about stopped giggling and the laundry room had finally lost its aroma of summer lemon.
"Hey, where do you think you're going, young man?" Stef asked as she caught Jesus slipping out the door with his board.
"I...uhm...the park. I'll be back in like an hour..." He stuttered.
"Uh-uh - it's your laundry night."
He looked confused.
"But I thought I wasn't allowed to touch the washing machine again...?" He asked. A grin flashed across Stef's face.
"You're not." She smiled, walking over to him, taking his skateboard and closing the door. He looked up at her with a furrowed brow.
"You'll find the handwashing liquid up in the bathtub. I'd made sure it's labelled very clearly for you."