Yet another drabble! This was prompted by justkeeptyping! Thank you for prompting and reviewing!

"Hey, mate, aren't you coming?" Alfie asked his best friend as everyone dispersed after supper.

"No, can't. I'm helping with the wash." Jerome sighed.

"Sitting there while I do all the work is not helping, Jerome." Mara complained.

Jerome groaned and threw his head back. "Alright." he got up and stomped over to the sink.

"Don't be so enthusiastic." she mumbled sarcastically.

He rolled his eyes and picked up the first plate. After Mara had gathered all the dishes she began to dry the plates Jerome had already cleaned.

Jerome grabbed a bowl off the counter, before he could set in the sink gently it slipped out of his hand and fell into it. The water and bubbles splashed Mara before he could do anything.

She gasped as the cold water hit her face. She looked up at him, glaring.

"I swear, I did not mean for that to happen." he raised his hands in defense trying to fight a laugh.

"Oh, really?" she hissed. She reached her hand in to the water and splashed him with it, soaking his blue shirt. "There, now we're even." she gave a small nod and turned back to drying the next cup.

"Alright…" he murmured inaudibly. He splashed her back.

She gasped again. "Jerome!"

"I told you, I didn't mean to splash you the first time. That time I did." he shrugged.

"Okay." she nodded and picked up another cup. She dipped it into the dirty water and dumped it over his head before he could stop her.

He stood there mouth agape and eyes wide. He couldn't believe Mara of all people had just done that.

"Well played, Jeffray, well played." he praised her. "But I can do better." he whispered huskily, which sent shivers down her spine. He picked up the bowl again and filled it with water. He lifted over her head and she closed her eyes. He poured it over her raven black hair and just like that she was drenched.

She held back a giggle and splashed him again.

She's lucky I'm not wearing my nice shoes. Jerome thought. He had contemplated multiple times that morning whether or not to wear his dress shoes. He was glad he didn't.

He laughed and grabbed the sponge, twisting it causing the soapy water to drip onto her head.

She grabbed the towel she had been drying with and hit him with it. Jerome snatched the towel and pulled on it. She grunted as she tugged back.

"What is going on here?" a voice boomed.

The two froze and turned to Victor standing in the doorway, fuming.

"We were just washing the dishes." Mara replied.

"Clean up this mess." he sneered and dug his hand into his pocket pulling out two dirty tooth brushes, handing both to the two teens. "I want those toilets spotless."

They made a face as they looked at the bent, brown bristles.

After he left they cracked up, leaning against the island for support.

"You got me in trouble!" Jerome accused.

"Wha-I did not!" she scolded.

He stuck his tongue out at her.

She scoffed. "You are such a child." she told him rolling her eyes.

"That's one of the many things you love about me." he smirked knowingly.

"True." she sighed, kissing him on the cheek quickly and turning back to the dishes. "Let's finish."

Jerome groaned.

"Come on." she pulled him over to the sink and began drying again.

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-Rachel