Ode of Laundry Machine **

Sock - Reborn

I felt like I had been reborn. Last thing I remember was the sound of my "head" hitting the pavement below. When I opened my eyes, I was in a casket. I had died. But the question was, how did it take that long for me to wake up? A coma. It was then I realised I had been in a week long coma. At least I think it was a week. Was it a week? I will never know. All that mattered is that Clorox knew I was okay and he would no longer suffer my loss. Although, I kind of hoped that he missed me. We kissed for what seemed like forever, tongue and all. It had been weeks since we had kissed like that, and I missed the taste of his mouth. When he put me down, we put our "heads" together, literally. I sighed a breath of relief. I was glad I was given a second chance. I made a pact with myself to never let my family down again. 

The funeral soon was turned into a party, the music was loud and the coffee was soon replaced with alcohol, which I avoided. Clorox waved me over to the door, indicating that we leave. The kids came after us, still shocked that I had been alive all that time. I couldn't get enough of the kids warm hugs, and I was feeling ready for some action with Clorox...

WARNING! THIS IS ANOTHER NOT CHILD-FRIENDLY SCENE! IF YOU ARE UNDER 14 OR FIND THESE SCENES UNFIT FOR YOU, PLEASE SKIP TO THE NEXT PARAGRAPH!!!!

We let Breadward visit a friend for the night while the kids slept. I looked over at Clorox and smiled seductively. I had mastered that look. He couldn't resist it. We rushed to the bedroom, giggling. I ripped off my outer fabric and helped Clorox out of his label. I brushed my fingers along his smooth tender... foot. He sighed. He loved it when I touched his foot. I moaned as he caressed my... cheek. We made out some more then things got too unfriendly for me to explain to you.

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HERE. The sun rose above the dust bunnies in the sky. I sat up and yawned. Clorox was still asleep so I decided to start breakfast. I'm sure the smell of bacon woke Clorox up because the next thing I knew, he was practically floating down the stairs. He came up behind me and sniffed my hem. Everything had gone back to normal. The kids had somehow climbed out of their cribs. Just then, Breadward ran in the door, Carrying something in his hand. "What's that you have there, Breadward?" Clorox asked. Breadward snuck a glance at us and made a weird sniffing noise with his nose. When the sniffing noise was done, he scurried up the stairs and into his room. Okayyyy then... Clorox and I exchanged a glance. Suddenly, the front door flew open once again and a sideways baseball cap ran into Breadward's room and slammed the door. Was Breadward gay or were they just friends?

It didn't matter to me whether Breadward fancied Boxers over Panties. I would love him no matter his orientation. I heard more sniffing noises so I decided to let Clorox take over the stove while I checked in on Breadward and his "friend." When I tried to open the door, I found that he had locked the door. I knocked, trying to be louder than the MCR that he was blasting through his cd player. He opened the door, frantically tying up his housecoat. I could see the hat behind him, doing the same. There was a thin streak of white beneath his nose. I wiped it off and held my finger closer to my face. It was borax, a popular street drug that punk teens used to get high. I called Clorox up, not caring whether the bacon burned. He saw my finger and stared at me. I face-palmed and told him that I found this under Breadward's nose. He sighed, clearly glad that I wasn't on drugs, before sending a death glare Breadward's way. 

Breadward looked down. He had clearly been messing around with his little "boyfriend," while he was higher than the roof. Tears stung in my eyes. The hat boyfriend dashed past Breadward and out the door. This was what I was afraid of.