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This chapter deals with another issue of mine in regards to season 8, I'm not going to say what it is, but you'll know it when you see it.


Eric Forman was sleeping soundly on his cot when he was woken up by a loud knock on his cabin door.

"Foreskin, wake up!" A loud, booming voice called.

Eric yawned and got out of his cot, stretched his arms and walked to the door, still half asleep.

"What is it?" He asked.

The large man in front of him growled. "Phone call, for you."

Eric shook his head. "Damn it, doesn't she know about time zones by now?" He walked barefoot to the cabin with the only phone and picked up the receiver.

"Hi mom."

"Oh Eric, what were you thinking?" It wasn't the usual Kitty Forman greeting, so Eric was a little thrown back.

"Mom, uh, I want to be a teacher…"

"No, not that!" Kitty interjected, "I mean how could you do that to Donna?"

"She said she understands." Eric stammered. "Oh my god, she isn't talking about breaking up is she, cause I don't know what I'd do if that happened."

There was a silence on the other end of the phone, and then finally Kitty said, "You really don't know do you?"

Eric shook his head and then realized that his mother couldn't see him. "Know what?"

"Oh Eric, I wasn't supposed to tell you before Donna did, but I feel like you have the right to know."

"Know what?" Eric asked, unable to keep the yawn back.

"Eric, sweetie, you're going to be a father."

Whatever grogginess that Eric had was now gone. Instantly awake, Eric shouted, "She's what?"

"Donna's pregnant." Kitty explained. "Eric, I really think you should come home."

Eric didn't know what to say. Donna hadn't said anything the last time they had talked, nor had she mentioned anything before he had left.

"Mom, I gotta go. I gotta go think."

"Okay, Sweetie." Kitty agreed. "Congratulations honey."

Paul took the phone from Eric, hung it up and then handed a paper bag to Eric. "Breathe into this; we don't want you fainting like you did when you met me."

"Well, can you blame me?" Eric asked. "You're bigger than George Foreman for cripes sake! I thought you were going to kill me."

Paul smiled wryly. "Ah, you know my killin' days are over!" He hit Eric on his back. "So, you're gonna be a daddy huh."

"This cannot be happening." Eric said as he sat down in the chair next to the phone. "I swear, the moment I get my will to live back, I'm going to call that blonde hussy and ask her how the hell this happened."

"My guess would be you two had sex." Paul grinned.

Eric just shook his head and breathed into his paper bag.


Twenty minutes later, the phone in Donna's room rang. Thinking it was Jackie; Donna casually put her book down and went to answer it.

"Hello."

"You're pregnant?" Eric screeched into the phone.

"What?" Donna yelled. "Who the hell told you that?"

"My mom!" Eric squeaked. "So what, you were going to keep this from me until I got back? Hi Eric, this is your kid!"

Donna shook her head and started to laugh at the absurdness of the entire situation. Actually, it'll be more like hi Eric, this is Hyde's kid."

"You're having Hyde's kid?" Eric shouted. "Someone get me my paper bag."

"No you dill-hole, Jackie is."

"Donna, I'm very confused right now." Eric confessed to his girlfriend. "Who's having a baby?"

"Hyde and Jackie."

"Right, so um, why did my mom call me and yell at me for half an hour about my responsibilities?"

"It's a long story." Donna said.

"I'm listening." Eric told her.

"Okay, well, it all started the other day when Jackie found out she's pregnant."

Eric listened intently as Donna told him the story. Finally, when Donna was done, Eric laughed. "This is the best burn ever."

"You can't say anything." Donna told him. "I'm trying to get Jackie to tell him before the week is out."


Meanwhile, Jackie was standing in front of her mirror, dressed in her pajamas, rehearsing what she was going to say to Hyde.

"Steven, I am having your baby."

"Steven, even though you are a pig who married an ugly stripper, I feel it's my duty to inform you that before you took the cowards' way out of this relationship, you knocked me up!"

"ARGH!" Jackie shouted. This was going no where. She was saved though from further rehearsals by her phone.

"Hello." Jackie said into the receiver.

"Okay you little midget, what did you get me into?"

"And good morning to you too, Donna." Jackie replied back wryly. At least Donna hadn't spent most of the morning in her bathroom, puking. "What can I do for you?"

"You can tell everyone that I'm not pregnant!" Donna exclaimed. "Mrs. Forman told Eric last night, I had to spend most of my morning convincing Eric that he isn't going to be a dad."

"I feel for you Donna, I really do." Jackie said contritely. "However, I don't feel the time is right to tell Steven just yet."

"And just when will be the right time?" Donna pressed.

"Uh, well, I was thinking about that actually." Jackie stroked the phone cord nervously, twisting it between her free fingers.

"I swear to god if you make me stick a pillow up my shirt."

"No, Donna, that's only if my first plan doesn't work out!" Jackie explained. "How do you feel about Florida?"

"The same I feel about any state, why?" Donna asked suspiciously.

"Well… I was thinking that the two of us could go there."

"I'm not liking where you're going with this." Donna stated.

"But it's the perfect plan, Donna!" Jackie argued. "We'll go stay at my aunt's house in Florida, I'll have the baby there and no one will have to know!"

On the other end of the phone, Donna sighed. "Okay, let's say that I actually consider this plan of yours, which I'm not, what are you going to do once the kid is born and it has curly hair and blue eyes and looks like Hyde?"

"We will cross that bridge when we come to it." Jackie replied matter-of-factly.

"I have a better idea." Donna said. "You tell Hyde, now, and we all have a good laugh about all this."

"You just don't want to go to Florida with me because you burn up like a lobster."

"I do not burn." Donna spat. "I… freckle."

Jackie knew that Donna was right, and that her plan of action was a little misguided, but just the mere thought about telling Hyde made Jackie want to run for the nearest bathroom.

"You want me to come over?" Donna asked finally.

"Yeah." Jackie agreed. "Just come on in."

Donna smiled into the phone. "Will do."

After they both hung up, Jackie walked back to her full length mirror.

"Okay, let's try this again," She told her reflection. "Steven, there's something I need to say to you."


Why, Hyde wondered to himself as he walked out his room and into the basement, was the floor covered with toilet paper? Sheets of white, quilted tissue were strung out all over the floor, on the couch, the T.V, everywhere, including his own chair. On the couch was his new wife, holding an empty tube of toilet paper and a bottle of glue. On the coffee table was a large, toilet paper roll, well, he didn't know what it was, which is why the next words out of his mouth were:

"Sam, what is that?"

She looked up at him with a huge smile on her face. "It's a sculpture!"

"Made out of toilet paper rolls?" Hyde asked cautiously.

"Yep!" She gestured to the so called sculpture. "What do you think?"

Hyde blinked. "Um, it's unique."

She smiled brightly. "Do you think the Forman's will like it?"

Now Hyde really didn't know what to say. "They'll be speechless."

Sam smiled again and continued to glue her sculpture together.

Hyde, with a little bit of disgust, took the toilet paper off his chair and sat down to watch Sam work.

"So uh, what is it?" Hyde asked. "I mean, is it supposed to be something?"

"No!" Sam said with a laugh. "It's an abstract!"

Hyde felt as though there was something in his eye, as he couldn't stop blinking. He wondered what Jackie would say about all this.

"Of course, I still have to paint it." Sam explained. "Red, white and Blue of course."

"Of course." Hyde said, lacking the energy to say anything else. "I'm gonna go upstairs for my coffee." He got up from his chair and left the basement as quickly as he could.


Once upstairs, Hyde opened up the kitchen cabinet for his coffee mug. What he saw though was a pink and blue rainbow mug that Jackie had left. Hyde took the cup out and stared at it. If he was honest with himself, which he hadn't been in over two weeks, he would have been able to admit he made a mistake. Okay, more than one mistake. He also would have been able to accept the fact that he missed the girl the rainbow coffee cup belonged to. Sighing, Hyde put the cup back in the cabinet and grabbed his own.

"Morning' Steven." Red said as he walked into the kitchen.

Ever since Sam had shown up, his and Red's relationship had been more than a little bit strained. It was obvious that Red didn't care for the blonde; it was also obvious that he thought Hyde had made a terrible decision. Hyde knew that Red was trying to stay out of it, but it was only a matter of time before he got involved.

"Uh, morning, Red." Hyde answered back.

Red peered at Hyde and shook his head. "Still married?"

Nervously, Hyde nodded. "Yeah, six whole days, going pretty good."

Red pursed his lips. "I bet, well, I've been thinking."

Hyde gulped inwardly. Here it goes, he thought.

"Son, you're a grown man now. You've got a wife, a job, and well, I think it's time you moved out. You're going to want to be starting a family soon, and you don't want to be raising kids in my basement, do you?"

What, kids? A family? Hyde swallowed. "Um, well, I hadn't really thought about it."

"Of course you didn't." Red replied. "You haven't given thought to anything regarding your new marriage have you?"

Hyde didn't know what to say. Instead, he took his coffee over to the kitchen table and sat down.

"Steven, it's time to get your head out of your ass and decide what it really is you want." And with that, Red walked out the kitchen door.


Jackie and Donna were coming up the driveway when Hyde was coming out of the Forman's house.

"Now would be a really good time to tell him." Donna hissed in Jackie's ear.

Jackie gave a sharp nod and walked over to Hyde, who was about to get into his car.

"Steven?"

Maybe it was the sharp look he gave her, maybe it was the scrambled eggs she had for breakfast, or maybe it was the thought of telling him the truth that made Jackie's insides start to twist. She did what she had to and ran inside the house. At first, Donna just stayed there and stared, but then realization kicked in and she ran into the house as well.

All Hyde could do was watch. What was up with them?


Ten minutes later, Jackie and Donna were both sitting on the Forman's upstairs bathroom floor.

"You should eat some crackers." Donna suggested. "I have some in my purse; Mrs. Forman gave them to me." Donna reached into her purse and pulled out the package of saltine crackers and handed them to Jackie.

"Great." Jackie said as she took a bite of a cracker. "Just what I always wanted."

Donna laughed. "I bet this totally wasn't how you thought things would go huh?"

Jackie laughed. "You know I still can't be in the same room with him without wanting to throw up?"

"Of course I noticed, I have to run out of the room with you. I think he thinks I hate him."

"Don't you?" Jackie asked. "Never mind, I don't blame you if you don't hate him. I don't."

"Then why do you keep barfing at the sight of him?" Donna asked. "And for the record, I wouldn't blame you, what he did was really sleazy."

Jackie put her head on Donna's shoulder and sighed. "It was sleazy." She agreed. "What am I going to do?"

"Aside from tell Hyde and everyone so I don't have to keep pretending that I'm the one who is knocked up?" Donna asked hopefully. "Seriously, it's going to come out sooner or later, what are you going to do once you start getting fat?" "And don't say go to Florida."

"I still have time before that happens." Jackie said. "But you know what I could really go for right now? A Pizza, with peanut butter and pickles."

Donna stared at her best friend. "A what?"

"You heard me." Jackie replied. "Oh, and toasted almonds."

"Yeah, that's disgusting." Donna stated as they walked out of the room.

"Oh Donna, there you are!" Kitty smiled at the blonde. "And Jackie…" She looked at the two girls, and then the open bathroom door and then laughed. "Oh dear, morning sickness… you should drink some ginger ale." Kitty informed Donna. "You two go down stairs and I'll be right down. I just need to get something."

The girls nodded in consent and went down stairs to the kitchen. A few minutes later, Kitty joined them. She was holding a soft blue blanket in her hands. With a wide smile and teary eyes, she handed the blanket over to Donna.

"Now Donna, this has been in my family for over two generations now, and since you're going to have my first grandbaby," Kitty put her hand on Donna's empty tummy, "I feel it's appropriate that you have this, because you're a daughter to me you know… and I'm just so happy for you and Eric." By the end of her speech, she was in tears.

"Wow." Donna said, shocked. She looked over at Jackie who was staring at the blanket, speechless. Kitty's back was turned as she poured Donna the ginger ale for her queasy stomach.

"It's beautiful, Mrs. Forman." Donna said. "What do you think Jackie?"

Tentatively, Jackie reached out and felt the blanket. "It's…" She choked on her words and found she could only nod as the tears rolled down her face.

"Jackie…" Donna said, trying to comfort her best friend. "Come on Jackie, it'll be okay."

Jackie however, continued to sob. "No, no, no, it's not okay. Nothing is okay!"

Donna pulled Jackie to her as Kitty watched the scene unfold. Donna looked up at Kitty and Kitty Forman, wife, mother and nurse, finally understood. She wiped her eyes, took a deep breath and then did what any good grandmother to be would do.

She gave Jackie the glass of ginger ale.


I will admit it, the last scene made me cry while I was writing it. I'm such a sap.

Also, I know what some of you are thinking, Hyde can't possibly be that stupid, and he's not… I just think at the moment, he's got this self induced fog all around him and he can't see his left from his right. But he's suspicious, and starting to think for the first time in weeks, and that's the first step, right?

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