Of all the days and months that Ash Redfern had been away from his beloved Soulmate, Mary-Lynette Carter, you'd think he'd know better than to fight with her. Well, then you're wrong.

Ash Redfern was lying down on a couch in the Circle Daybreak mansion. After all those missions that Thierry had sent him on, he was exhausted.

"Ash? Are you ok?" Mary-Lynette asked. His Mary-Lynette, his Soulmate. He opened his eyes, which were now a soft gray, to see Mare standing behind the couch with Iliana and Lady Hannah looking at him crossly from behind Mare.

But he could only see Mary-Lynette. She looked wonderful today. Her brown hair was left down, flowing in soft waves around her shoulders, framing her face like angel's wings. Her beautiful blue eyes were worried and careful; he smiled up at his Soulmate. It was too bad he didn't realize she was carrying something at that time.

"I'm fine, Mare." He said softly, looking deep into her blue eyes.

Excitement sparked into her eyes, "Really, are you sure?" she asked, jumping up and down in excitement.

"Yes, I'm positive." He smiled again.

"Great!" she squeaked, "Because I have some things I need you to do right now, Iliana, Hannah, and I are going out, and I want them done by the time we get back. This will be around 7:30 tonight."

Ash glanced warily at the clock. It was only 6:30 now. He sighed, "What type of things?"

"Oh, you know, the usual things man-ladies do. Not that you're one, just I need you to do these." She handed him a hamper full of old socks and bras, even some dirty underwear, on top of it, a huge list of chores was there.

He looked up at his Soulmate in disbelief, "So, you need to do the things on that list and of course the laundry." She smiled.

You're kidding, right? He mentally asked her.

"Nope, I'm perfectly serious."

"Well, come to think of it, I'm not ok, I have the flu." He gave a fake cough and sneeze.

Iliana and Hannah backed away from Ash, "You were fine a second ago, and you're fine now, Ashie-poo." She pouted.

"No, I mean it I'm devastatingly sick, ask Thierry." Ash went on; it was too bad Hannah was there, though.

Hannah looked as if she were having a conversation in her head, and of course she was, she just asked Thierry, "I just did, and he said you were fine." Hannah said, crossing her arms.

"Ash, you liar!" May-Lynette stormed out of the room, but not before saying over her shoulder, "You better get those chores done, and soon!" she slammed the door behind her.

Ash sighed and looked down to the hamper of laundry. He better get that done soon, or else.

He went to the laundry room, taking the dirty socks, the bras, and disgusting underwear out of the hamper, and threw them all into the washer machine.

He accidentally dropped one of Mary-Lynette's bras on the floor, though.

He smiled, despite himself, and thought it would be nice to just try on a bra over his shirt. It happened to be a pink bra with purple polka-dots.

Morgead, Quinn, Rashel, and Jez happened to be walking by at that very same moment, with the door wide open.

"Queer." Quinn said without stopping.

Ash sighed and took the bra off.

This was torture. How could his Mary-Lynette do this to him?

He finished making the bed, doing the dishes, and as he was doing the final thing on the list, swiffer the floors, when Mary-Lynette came home.

She looked at Ash and smiled ruefully, "I win!" she exclaimed throwing her head in the air.

"How do you know just now to torture me?" Ash asked, painfully, his eyes now dull green.

Sadly Quinn was walking by at this moment, too, "Queer." He said again.

She ignored Quinn and snorted, "We're Soulmates."