Scarlett squeezes into the armchair next to Avi, holding up her full pencil case for him to see.
     "P-perfect f-fit," she smiles brightly.
     Avi smiles back at her, "That's so awesome."
     "It looks like my hair," Paisley comments, leaning on Avi's shoulder. The girls had already become pretty comfortable around him, leaning on him, sitting on the same seat, not sofa, literal seat. The same could not be said about Sam, he'd made one awkward joke too many and now the girls were avoiding him. All except Ada, and that's probably only because she couldn't. He was holding her, so not her fault. But it's at that moment that Sam comes rushing down the stairs with his arms outstretched, Ada in his hands.
     "Mayday, mayday! She's blown!" He panics, holding her out in front of the other three who all try their best to lean away from the smell.
     Avi puts his hand over his nose and mouth before he speaks, "Then change her."
     Scarlett and Paisley cover the mouths and noses too.
     Sam shakes his head, "No way, I don't know how to," he almost gags as he gets another whiff.
     Avi stands up in a panic, "And what? You think that I do?"
    "Well you're her uncle!"
    "S-Sam."
     "You live closer than I do!"
     "U-uncle Avi."
     "Doesn't mean anything! I've never changed a diaper!"
     "S-Sam?"
     "Neither have I. Sam you see these girls more than I do."
     "U-uncle A-Avi?"
     Ada starts wailing amongst the yelling.
     "We gotta do it," Sam says pulling a face.
     "I'll take her then, you take the other end," Avi nods surely, taking Ada from Sam, who then picks up her little legs and they walk into the kitchen.
     "What are they doing?" Paisley asks in complete confusion.
     "C-certainly not ch-changing A-Ada's diaper," Scarlett half laughs.
     Paisley laughs too.

Meanwhile in the kitchen, Sam let's go of Ada's legs to find something to put her in. And now it's Avi's turn to hold her at arm's length and trying not to breathe through his nose, or at all.
     Sam walks over with a big oven dish.
     Avi looks at him like he's an idiot.
     "What? Do you want to put her in the sink then?" The blonde asks in a panic.
     "The sink is better than a roasting dish," Avi retorts.
     "Then um," Sam grabs whatever is in the sink and drops it on the floor, luckily it was only plastic items, except for the knife that Avi has to jump away from to avoid his foot getting stabbed.
     "Pick up the knife," Avi tells him as he sits Ada in the sink.
     "At least I got it out before the cute little touché went in there."
     "There is nothing cute about this smell Sam," Avi speaks, his voice getting higher as he does making Sam's jaw drop. "Just find a diaper!" He yells over the crying, not Sam's, the baby's.
     Sam sprints around the kitchen, opening cupboards and shutting them again almost as quickly. While Avi rushes into the dining room, doing the same thing but with less cupboards because there weren't as many in there.
     Ada flings her arms around and up, flicking the tap on and dousing herself with water.
     Sam spins on his heel, thumping the tap down, stopping the water but not the crying.
     "I can't find any diapers," Avi speaks, slightly out of breath.
     "Then we improvise," Sam exclaims, "Strip the baby."
     Avi watches him with confusion for a second before he starts taking Ada's one piece off so they can get to the offending diaper. "Sam, why is she wet?"
     "Long story," he says as he starts unravelling paper towels.
     Avi finally gets to the diaper, he almost doesn't open it, but he knows he has to. "If I don't make it out alive, please tell Josh and Esther and my mom and dad that I love them."
     "Shit Avi, if you don't make it out then what chance do I have?"
     Scarlett and Paisley watch quietly from the top of the stairs in the kitchen, stifling their laughter.
     Avi opens the diaper and both him and Sam take a step back in horror.
     "I swear to freaking god I didn't feed her that much," Sam squeaks.
     "Get the tongs," Avi tells him.
     "Why?"
     Avi gives him a sideways glance, "Do you want to touch it?"
     Sam shakes his head before he starts rummaging through draws until he finds the tongs. He snaps them together a couple of times before he reaches in with them and Avi lifts Ada a little.
     "Got it," Sam cheers. "Now what do I do with it?"
     Avi shrugs, "Bin?"
     "Can they go in the bin?" Sam asks.
     Avi shrugs again, "Man I don't know!"
     At least Ada has stopped crying, for some reason that baby loves being naked.
     Sam drops the diaper in the bin then rushes back over. "Pick her up and I'll hose her off," he pulls out the sink hose.
     "I thought you got the paper towel to wipe her off?" Avi asks with confusion.
     "No-no, that's gonna be her new diaper," Sam grins.
     "That'll never work, but maybe we should hose her off, make sure it's warm, but you know: not too warm," Avi nods picking Ada up and holding her just above the sink.
     Sam turns on the hose, but it doesn't hit Ada. "Is that warm enough, but you know: not too warm?" He smirks at Avi's dripping beard.
     "Spray the damn butt," Avi says through clenched teeth.
     Sam does as he's told, but a lot of water still manages to find its way onto Avi, and whether that was on purpose or not, we'll never know.
     "Should I wrap her up? I mean the paper towel is super absorbent."
     Avi briefly looks around the kitchen for something else, but he can't see anything. "Fine, but we tell Josh that you did this."
     "Sure," Sam shrugs, Josh probably expected something like this from him anyway. He starts wrapping up Ada's little bottom in paper towel. "Oh this is just soaking up the water," he lets it go and it slides right off her. Avi gives Sam side-eye.
     Sam points at the bearded man, "Hey, you didn't point out that she was still wet either."
     "Take off your shirt."
     "Well excuse you," Sam folds his arms, "Perv."
     "Take it off, it's Ada's new diaper."
     Sam's eyes widen, "I preferred my first thought. And it's not fair because you're wearing a flannel too."
     "Yeah but yours isn't soaking wet, so take it off."
     With a frown Sam unbuttons his shirt and pulls it off. He wraps it around Ada and even somehow manages to get the sleeves of it up as a halter neck, making for a stylish baby.
     "You'll want to bin it after this," Avi laughs.
     "Burn it more like, if she does another nuclear poop like that.."
     "Y-you'll l-listen n-n-now?"
     "Scarlett has some important words for you two," Paisley smirks.
     Scarlett holds up a clean diaper. "I-I kn-know how t-t-to ch-change Ada."
     Avi and Sam's proud smiles drop.
     Where had that diaper come from?

A/N: I hope that brightened your day at least a little :)