After helping Jackson finish his homework, Ramona and Farrah ran down the stairs after him to try and convince DJ to let Jackson go to a party.

"Mom, I finished my homework. So, can I go?" Jackson begged

"Yes, you can. You can go. Where are you going?" Dj asked, confused as to what he was asking for in the first place

"Our kids are going to their first high school party." Kimmy cheered

"Party? Whose house is it? Will there be parents? How many kids?" Dj interrogated

"Will there be a theme?" Kimmy asked, making Farrah laugh, "What? I'm a party planner. I'm always looking for new ideas to steal."

"Guys, it's not even a party. It's a bunch of ninth graders playing Mario Kart." Farrah insisted, really wanting to go to a party with her two best friends

"Should I hook them up to the lie detector, Mom?" Max asked

"I don't need a lie detector. I'm a mother. Okay, home by ten, cell phones on at all times, and make good choices." DJ decided

"And if a theme breaks out, let me know." Kimmy said

"Bye!" They all said, cheering and rushing out the door

The excitement of the party only lasted a couple of hours, and others seemed to enjoy it more than others— Jackson. The exact reason the three kids were in Fernando's car, after he picked them up from the party.

"Thank God you guys are okay." Fernando sighed, tightening his grip in the steering wheel

"We are." Ramona said

"Me too, Formando, Fromindo, Fernindo." Jackson slurred, falling into Farrah's lap, as she pat his head like a dog

"Jackson, it appears to me you are drunk as a stunk." Fernando said

"What gave you that idea?" Farrah asked, sarcastically, sitting Jackson upright while he smiled like an idiot

"Don't you mean skunk?" Ramona asked

"No, stunk. Eduardo Stunk was our town drunk." Fernando said, "How did this happen?"

"Jackson's an idiot. That's what happened." Farrah sighed, a bit upset he had ruined the fun for Ramona and herself

"Dad, we were just hanging, playing video games, and then every senior jock showed up with beers and was chanting, 'yo, grab a beer, Golden Toe." Ramona imitated

"Golden Toe!" Jackson cheered, thrusting his fist into the air

Farrah sighed and pushed him further away from herself, hating the smell of his breath at the moment, and trying to keep herself from laughing at his behavior.

"Pretty..." Jackson giggled, poking Farrah's face gently with his finger

"Pretty.." He repeated, but this time he poked her boob.

"Jackson!" Farrah gasped, punching him in the arm as she finally let out a laugh

"I understand peer pressure is very powerful, but you have to make good choices. To be clear, this was weak and a bad choice." Fernando spoke

"Couldn't agree more." Farrah snorted, as Jackson clung to her waist like a child.

"DJ is going to be furious." Fernando continued

"Oh. Please don't tell my mom. I've learned my lesson, Formando." Jackson giggled, nuzzling himself deeper into his girlfriend's side

"You are putting me in a terrible position and butchering my name, Jackson. You're a good kid. You're a Fuller. You should know better than this." Fernando sighed

Jackson sighed and leaned against Farrah shoulder, as she pat his leg comfortingly.

"Papa, didn't you always say that it's better to call an adult rather than getting into a car with some drunk kid?" Ramona asked

"I hate it when you use my own parenting against me." Fernando said

A couple minutes later, Fernando and Farrah were holding Jackson up as Ramona led them into the house through the front door.

The group back tracked as soon as they saw the women on the couch helping Kimmy, quickly changing their course to the backdoor of the kitchen.

"I'm gonna get a drink." They heard DJ say

They all ducked behind the kitchen counter and waited for her to leave. Once she left, they drug Jackson's drunk butt up the stairs.

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The next day, Farrah was sitting next to Jackson as he lay on his bed, holding his head in pain as he finally felt the effect of his decisions of last night.

When someone knocked loudly on the door, making him groan and Farrah laugh, as she blew on the nail polish on my finger nails

"Eh, I hope you feel better than you look." Ramona sighed, coming in and shutting the door behind her

"Can you please stop spinning my bed?" He asked, making Ramona roll her eyes

"Nope!" Farrah yelled, directly in his ear, making him hit her in the arm

"I feel like I got off a Tilt A Whirl after eating a churro dipped in clam sauce." He groaned, while Farrah continued to focus on her nails

"You were really out of control last night. You ran around naked." Farrah joked

"I did what?" He yelled, sitting up, before grabbing his head in pain

"Okay, you didn't. But that was only because me and Ramona dragged you out of there." She laughed

"What was I supposed to do? You saw them. The whole football team was chanting, "Chug, chug, chug." Jackson groaned 

"And I was chanting 'no, no, no." Farrah imitated, enjoying joking with the hungover teen

"I should've just walked away." Jackson groaned, as Farrah gave in and gently rubbed his arm

"Hey, don't beat yourself up." Ramona said

"Now, I gotta lie to my mom. If she finds out, she's gonna ground me, like dig a hole and bury me under ground. And I need the sun. I have seasonal sadness." Jackson complained

He lifted himself into a sitting position, turning his head towards Farrah, "Help me walk down the stairs?"

"Come on you big baby. But just so you know, as soon as I see DJ, I'm checking out." Farrah admitted, helping him down the hallway, despite him not really needing it

"I can't trust him ever again." Jackson and Farrah heard DJ say as they made it down the living room stairs

"I'm sorry. It's just everyone on the team was yelling, chug, chug, chug, Golden Toe." Jackson started, hoping to get his confession over with quickly

"Jackson, stop." Farrah gasped, trying to get him to shut up after she saw Ramona making 'stop' motions

"I chugged a beer. Or two, which is a lot less than... everyone else had." He said, soon realizing what Ramona was trying to do

"Oh, God." Farrah groaned 

"You drank beer?" Dj yelled, standing up from her spot on the couch

"No, no. He chugged. Weren't you listening?" Steph asked, a small smirk on her face

"I can't believe you were drinking." Dj sighed, disappointed in her eldest son's decisions

"Uh, Fernando didn't tell you?" Jackson asked

"And now you've dragged Fernando under the bus." Farrah groaned, again.

"Fernando knew?" Dj asked

"Uh, Yeah. He picked us up at the party." Jackson admitted 

"He wanted to tell you, but Jackson begged him not to. Plus, my dad took really good care of him." Ramona spoke up, fairly defending her father

"Farrah, you were supposed to watch him. What happened?" Dj asked

"Mom, don't blame her. It was my fault. I was stupid." Jackson said

Farrah thought what he did was stupid, but she wasn't going to let DJ be so harsh on him about a mistake most teenagers make.

"Oh, I am so disappointed in you, Jackson. This is exactly what I thought when you started hanging out with those older football players." Dj said

"Mom, my head is pounding, so, please, if you're gonna yell at me, yell at me quietly." Jackson begged

"I'll deal with you later." Dj yelled

"Okay.." He groaned, moving to get coffee from the kitchen

"Fernando. Fernando?" Dj asked, looking around for the other victim of her yelling

"Fernando can leave a room discreetly." Kimmy said

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Steph followed the teens into the kitchen, hoping to teach Jackson her secrets to dealing with hangovers

"Okay, so, in the future, here's what you're gonna do." Steph began

"I'm gonna be in the future?" Jackson gasped, making Farrah laugh

"Maybe you just shouldn't drink." Farrah said

"Focus, Marty McFly. You wake up, you're hungover, you're gonna put on some sunglasses, hightail to Denny's and get a pot of coffee." Steph continued

"That'll cure the pounding headache?" Jackson asked

"Well, it'll help, but mostly, you'll not be stuck at home talking to your mom." Steph smirked, as Dj walked in.

"Good luck, Jackson." Steph said, as Farrah got up to quickly follow her out

"Uh, Uh. You're staying here. I want you to hear this." Dj snapped, making the blonde girl pause in her spot, while Steph gave her an apology smile before running off

"This is your fault." Farrah said, pointing to Jackson who raised his hands in surrender

"Here it is, Jackson. Sit down. I can't discipline you when one of you is taller than me." Dj said, pointing at the kitchen table 

They went to sit down, and Farrah tried to make a run for it, creeping towards to kitchen door as quietly as she could.

"Farrah." Dj spoke, again stopping her in my spot 

"Fine." She sighed, plopping down in a chair next to Jackson

"You're grounded for two weeks. And no cellphone, no Fortnite, no devices, nothing. I trusted you, you betrayed my trust, It's gonna take a while to earn it back," DJ began, before she turned to face Farrah, "You're lucky you have a girlfriend like Farrah, who's always going to have your back."

Jackson nodded in agreement, and grabbed his girlfriend's hand as she continued, while Farrah still thought about leaving, "Jackson, I'm not naive. I was a teenager, too. Well, Stephanie was. I just have to ask. Why did you call Fernando and not me?"

"Honestly.. I didn't wanna disappoint you." Jackson admitted

"Well, unfortunately you did. Look, I know that there are gonna be certain guy issues that you're not gonna feel comfortable talking to me about, but that doesn't excuse the fact that you made a very poor choice." Dj said

"I know, Mom, I know." He said

"You cannot be drinking at your age. It's illegal, and it's dangerous. I know it's gonna be hard for you because your friends will be doing it, but I expect you to be stronger than that. And I'm telling you these things because I love you. Okay? And I want you to live a very long life." Dj finished

Farrah slightly rolled her eyes at her quilt-tripping speech. Yes, drinking can be dangerous as teenagers, but if done responsibly its not going to destroy his life.

She had no personal interest in drinking, and knew the consequences, but wasn't going to make him feel like crap for it.

"I love you, too, Mom." Jackson smiled, as they hugged, "Hey, uh, I know I'm grounded, but can we go to Denny's?" "

"Denny's? Why?" Dj asked

"Oh, well, Steph said it was the best hangover cure." Jackson shrugged

"Did She now? Stephanie!" Dj yelled, walking out of the kitchen.

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After their talk, Jackson and Farrah went upstairs, and she gently rubbed his back while he slept and scrolled through Netflix for something to watch

"Hey." Dj quietly greeted, coming to sit on the bed

"Hi." Farrah smiled, turning off my phone to look at her

"You know, everything I said earlier applies to you too. I know you're parents aren't here, and you might feel like you have no one to talk to, but just remember there are three women in this house that you can always talk to." She offered

"Thanks, Dj." Farrah smiled, genuinely grateful for any kind of parental support 

She nodded and left, while Farrah sighed and laid her head on top of Jackson's before beginning a movie

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Hey guys!!! I actually posted at a normal hour today!!! Also, I really loved this episode and I hope that you like how I've written it out.!