It was weird, the house was oddly quiet and Jackson could not find Gabriel. Well, he did find him in the laundry room and that was when he realized that something was up.
"What are you doing here?" He asked him, cautiously looking around for any disturbance.
"Oh, about that, I wanted to help out with the chores, so I loaded our dirty clothes into the washing machine." Gabriel declared proudly, waiting for a pat on the shoulder for doing something right.
"You say what?!" Jackson's jaw dropped to the ground when he heard that. That was when he realized that the washing machine was spinning already.
"Oh no…." The blood drained from his face and he quickly unplugged the machine from the switch to Gabriel's disapproval.
"Wait, I don't understand…." He stopped Jackson, "Is there something wrong with what I did or was I just not supposed to attempt to help out at all."
