Here's part 2! I can never seem to help these turning into Stef/Lena fics but I've kept the twins at the root! I've actually added a bonus part to this mini-series so that we can have a revenge chapter and one with more of the twins (the victims always seem to get more story time). Anyway - hope you enjoy.

"This is never going to work!" Jesus complained.

"Don't tell me the great Jesus is now the one chickening out from the dares war!"

"But if I get busted doing this one..." Jesus stuttered "...I mean last summer...MacPherson's yard...the Christmas lights...his dog...and Mom made me...it was...ugh...and it's past curfew...!" He closed his eyes seemingly recalling the horror of consequences of the past misdemeanours.

"Oh please, we'll be a half hour. No one will notice! Take it or leave it Jesus but this would mean you're bailing at the first hurdle..." Mariana smarmed over him. "Besides, he's an absolute jerk to all of us - even Moms can't stand him. He asks for it!"

"Fine...but If that dog chews of my leg..."

"Just do it!" Mariana pushed him forward.

He cleared his throat and gathered a bag of various paraphernalia. Quietly he produced several pairs of cheap underwear they had acquired from a store and began to dress the small patches of garden gnomes placing them in various compromising positions. He danced around them avoiding triggering the devices he had sussed out had been placed to discourage such activities and skilfully he paused and ducked whenever one of the lamps would attempt to expose his behaviour. He shook his head in disbelief that he was back here again after the last time when he had had such a narrow run in with MacPherson's vicious Rottweiler.

Waiting until the lights had dimmed again he then delicately produced some rolls of toilet paper and finished his work draping the house in the cheap, papery ribbons.

At the final roll he tripped over the hosepipe causing a clamour as he fell into a watering can. Mariana froze as she heard the chilling barking coming from inside the house soon followed by a light.

Jesus swore and clambered back to his feet darting towards his sister already scarpering away. He dived over the hedge not even attempting to avoid setting off more porch lights. The two of them ran as fast as they could as they heard the battle cry of the dog behind.

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A thundering bang echoed through the Foster household and a bleary eyed Stef made her way to the door.

"Coming...coming..." she groaned as Mariana and Jesus ducked behind the wall. Timing their ascent carefully, and both having removed their shoes, they artfully snuck round to escape back upstairs.

Stef opened the door and sighed immediately. The ferocious dog gave a single bark sharply making her lurch back but unaffected she looked at the red faced old man in a plaid dressing gown stood before her.

"Mr MacPherson." She groaned. "Never had you pegged for booty calls." She quipped rubbing her eyes and throwing a look of disgust as the slobbering dog before her.

"Your damn kids are running riot in my yard again!" He snarled.

Stef closed her eyes and exhaled deeply. "Are you sure?" She asked emotionlessly. "Did you see them or are you just doing the rounds?"

"I'm going round the ones with the criminal records." He grumbled.

She looked at him deeply. "So no, you didn't see them." She interpreted.

"I didn't need to see them to know! Why else would Wringer follow their scent here?"

"Habit." She murmured grumpily under her breath as Lena emerged from the stairs causing temporary distraction. She acknowledged her before turning back to him. Their grumpy neighbour subconsciously shuffled in discomfort seeing the two women, pyjama clad, standing side by side. Being used to his familiar rejection of her lifestyle, Stef simply continued. "My kids are in bed Mr MacPherson - I turned their lights out myself. There are a dozen kids in this neighbourhood and Lord knows you've made enough enemies."

Lena nudged her wife as the old man looked to flare up at her comment.

"I just poked my head in now - all of them are asleep. I don't quite know what has happened but our kids are all present and correct. Now if you don't mind, it's the middle of the night." Lena gave a forced smile.

"Yes, we'd quite like for you to allow us to go back to bed." Stef added putting her arm around Lena with an even more deliberate smile to delight a little more in his discomfort. Lena pinched her back subtly.

Huffing and puffing the neighbour fidgeted with the leash now attached to his dog. He shoved a throbbing finger into their faces.

"If I find any evidence...all of my gnomes! Vandalised! I tell you what I'm going to...well...I'll catch them one of these days you know! Honestly! Give 'em a good hiding" He turned and walked off further muttering to himself. "A police officer and a schoolteacher. Raising miscreants..."

Stef closed the door and looked at Lena. "What do you reckon?"

"I reckon our kids are asleep and that is all we know...if that homophobic bigot can't keep his gnomes under control then..." she broke into a small giggle.

"Oh so it's OK for you to make fun of him but not...?" Stef teased defensively as Lena began to rub her nose against her wife's smiling in an attempt to silence her.

"You know you can't just kiss me every time you know I'm ri..." she kissed her again before Stef swatted her away but unable to not smile.

"Well it's OK when I do it - I have tact." Lena smiled smarmily before swanning off back to bed, Stef shaking her head behind. Before they returned Stef noticed Jesus' discarded shoes by Mariana's by the back door, both caked in mud. Nudging Lena to obtain her attention they exchanged looks.

Quietly Stef bobbed in to Jesus' room and went over to his bed. Jude was sound asleep but Jesus inadvertently jumped rolling over as he noticed her presence.

Momentarily he seized up and tried to sleep but it was too late to pretend otherwise.

Stef sat down on his bed and poked him.

"You've not by any chance been hanging out with any gnomes this evening have you? I mean I wouldn't have asked but your sleeping performance is hardly Oscar worthy..." She smiled expectantly waiting for an answer.

"Dunno what you're talking about Mom..." He smiled back innocently.

Her eyes narrowed and she scrutinised his face for a few moments in the dark.

"OK." She said leaning forward to kiss his head. As she pulled off she lingered by his ear.

"But be warned, if anything emerges that means I have to apologise to that dinosaur I will feed you to that dog myself, got it?" She whispered, forcefully squeezing his shoulder and brushing his hair back. He smiled and nodded watching her leave. He sighed and fell back into his bed.

At least it was Mariana's turn next. He'd get her back by playing in even more dangerous territory. One of their Moms.

Double Dares Mini-Series Part 3 Preview: Lena and Stef's time alone is jeopardised

"Well, if these pranks are anything to go by I wouldn't be surprised if they parachute down any minute." She threw her keys on the side.

(Shameless plug - I have a new story out, "Escape From The Charming Craftsman", if anyone is interested. It's set in Nerd AU with Kasey and Stef...it was basically an excuse for me to write 3 full chapters of Stef/Kasey winding each other up)