Story based on alternate universe where Donna moved shortly after season one… Cuz I hate her :P
Hyde sighed, "Another pathetic attempt by The Man to control our generation, lovely." He tore the piece of paper off the bulletin board. Why was he even at school? He shrugged. "Hey, Hyde, what's that?" He turned around, seeing his best friend Eric Forman. "It's a stupid school dance." He said handing him the paper. "Well why don't you go? You can spike the punch bowl." Forman said tauntingly, lifting an eyebrow. "Yeah... it would be kinda fun watching the teachers get pissed, trying to find out who did it." Hyde sighed. "Didn't you call me over for something?" Said Hyde, recalling what lead him to the place he hated. Eric led him to his locker. "Yeah I need you to help me get this to my car." He said, pointing to a large fridge shaped cardboard box. "Shit, man, is it heavy? What is it?" He looked to Forman for an answer. "You'll see, I promise you'll love it."
Once they were in the basement Hyde ripped open the box. "Hoh Man! Is this for me!?" He said, without his normal zen. Hyde felt he didn't need to be 'Mr. Cool' guy at this moment, especially with only Forman with him. "Yeah its for you. When I saw it in the back of Mr. Carson's van I just had to take it." Hyde lifted the large keg out of the box smiling with delight. "Oh my god," He said. "What else is in here?" Hyde lifted a wax covered plastic bag with a green substance in it. "All right man! I gotta meet this Mr. Carson guy." Eric was beaming.
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I was so happy to see the look on Hyde's face, and the way he was actually surprised!? Priceless. We were in the basement sampling the stash of Mary Jane. "Hey man, how do we know that this isn't, like, laced or something…" I sayed. "Forman… I don't really give a shit." I nodded. It was simple enough. The phone rang and I took Hyde's glasses off his face. "What the hell Forman?" He said. "I can't go up stares stoned looking man." I said simply, running up the stairs to answer the phone.
"Hello?" I said. "Hey Eric Forman right?" The voice was familiar but I couldn't put my finger on it. "Yeah who's this?" I don't really get that many calls… Who is it? "Um, my name's Danny. Danny Parker? I'm in your biology class." I smiled knowingly. Daniel Parker, the boy that sat in front of me. He had nice hair.. wait why am I, whatever. "Yeah Danny, whats up?" I didn't have any idea why the blonde was calling at this hour, especially since we never really talked. I checked the clock, it read 7:00 pm. "Well I was wondering if you wanna hang out? I'm going to Canada this weekend and you can bring a friend if you want. I'm borrowing my brothers van." I silently mouthed 'yes!' while making a 'score' motion with my fist. Canada only meant one thing, booze. "Yeah man! I'm in… should I bring anything?" Hinting at if this was going to equal a party. "Well… we could use some extra beverages if you have any." Awesome. "Alright sounds cool. We'll talk more about times and stuff at school.
I went down stairs, with no question who I wanted to bring. "Hyde, oh my god man, we're going to Canada this weekend!" Hyde's eyes, unmasked by the presents of no glasses, shown with excitement. "A-Alright… give me my glasses back man you can't pull them off." He said, taking the glasses and putting them on his face. He turned, facing the t.v and away from me. "So uh what the hell do you mean we are going to Canada?" I sat and explained, gleaming like a fool.