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[(Anonymous)]

A/N: Yay, I checked this morning and the posts were back! This makes part three of four!

The next two days flew by. Shaun rounded up the empties of Rebecca’s soda pop. After Lucy nixed a project idea with them, Shaun hauled them out to the recycling bin.

He had to make three separate trips, with a full trash bag each time. Rebecca scowled, but after seeing Desmond’s jaw drop, she cleaned out the rest of the caches herself.

“And this mini fridge I built myself as well!”

“Meaning that she rescued it from a landfill and fixed a leak.” Shaun called out. He emerged from the outdoors, the back lawn done.

“So, who wants to tackle the front lawn?”
Lucy, Rebecca, and Desmond made themselves scarce to clean their own rooms. Shaun looked around, rubbed his hands gleefully, and pulled out the leaf blower.

The front lawn was done in two hours, flying by as Shaun listened to the radio in his head set, before he made two trips to the compost heap.
The other three were scowling at him when he came back inside.

“Anyone up for some yoga? We really do need to stretch our muscles after all that work.”
Lucy sighed.

“It’s the third day. There really isn’t anything to clean, sans making sure we don’t leave messes behind. Shaun, clean your room. We’ll get dinner ready.”
Shaun sighed, walked into his room, and dragged his full hamper to the laundry room.

“Hey, Shaun, do mine too?”

“And mine!”

“Me three!”

“Do it yourselves, you gits! What with all the work lately, that’s easily five loads right there!”

"Thanks, Shaun!” came from the kitchen.
Grumbling, Shaun got to work.
It would have convinced the others, except he had banned them all from the actual washing months ago.

“We’ll be in to help fold and sort!” Rebecca called back.
Shaun sighed, and then set about sorting colors.

[(Anonymous)]

It was ten at night when they were finished. Apparently, Desmond had tossed a wet, soapy, yellow sponge to Rebecca, and it smacked Lucy who stepped back from a cupboard after scrubbing a sticky residue on a shelf.

Lucy had stood there. And then she balled up her cleaning rag, and pitched it at Desmond.
Rebecca, not knowing why Desmond hadn’t walked over to hand her the sponge yet, came around the corner and got sprayed with the kitchen attachment (that hose nozzle on the sink) from Lucy, who had been chased back by Desmond cracking the wet rag at her.
Rebecca stood there, dripping wet, before she walked back into the main room.

Desmond and Lucy looked at each other.
Then, they made a mad dash for the second doorway. Whatever Rebecca was planning, it wouldn’t be good.

Revenge came in the house hose being turned on at them outside.
Shaun stuck his head out of a window, and watched as the others shrieked and pranced around the yard. Lucy was charging Rebecca, while Desmond went to turn off the hose and undo the nozzle.

Which was right below him.
Recalling how Desmond had given him a heart attack a few days ago, Shaun contemplated exploding a paper bag, or dumping the sudsy water some stains were being loosened in on his head.

Well, the sudsy bucket was right there, and making an explosion would have dire consequences of scaring the others.
Shaun pulled the clothes out, made sure there wasn’t some brief left in there, and then dumped the water out as Desmond jumped and whooped as Rebecca moaned about two against one wasn’t fair.

He whistled as Desmond yowled, something about warm water.
Shaun walked over, closed the door to the laundry room, set the last load to wash, and then made himself scarce.
Desmond burst into the laundry room, shucked his dirty clothes into a pile, pilfered some still warm clothes, and then sent out to find Shaun.

Lucy and Rebecca looked at each other, and then locked themselves in the laundry room. They passed the time folding clothes and listening to the feet pad by outside the door. After the clothes were folded, Rebecca and Lucy put the dirty clothes in a hamper and debated whether or not Shaun’s dirty clothes could make it in.
The laundry door opened.

“I can’t find him.” Desmond reported. “Wherever he’s hiding, I can’t find him.”

“He hasn’t been stationary. I heard two sets of foot prints go by.”

Desmond sighed. “That was me. I was using Ezio and Altair to find alternate hiding spots.”
The two girls looked at each other.

“Sorry, Des.”

"Yeah, good luck.”

“Boo.”

Just like with the lawn mower, it was male, out of their line of sight, and coming from inside the dryer.
Everyone screamed.

“Shaun! Wasn’t this running?”

“No. The washing machine was running.”

“How did you fit in there?”

“Like I haven't been asking, ‘anyone up for some yoga?’ for months now. You’d be surprised at how flexible the human body is.”
Shaun extricated himself, standing up, and pulling the rest of himself up before attempting to step out.

“So, are we quite down?”
Lucy looked at him, and nodded.

“Well, except for two loads of laundry left to do, and the fact it’s eleven at night. Let’s get some shut eye, everyone.”
Shaun transferred the clothes to the dryer, set the last load to wash, and then wandered down the hall to change and collapse in bed.
~fin
(I hope OP likes!)

[(Anonymous)]

Hehehe, oh, what fun! I think the chase scene with the ladies and Des on the lawn was fully worthy of http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZnHmskwqCCQ And OMG Rebbecca is just as bad as colleges geeks living off energy drinks! Eck!