A/N- I do not own That 70s Show, never have, and as of this moment it does not look like I ever will *sigh of disappointment*.

Seven Moments

Chapter 3

"So what? Where in the hell am I supposed to sleep now?!" The blond shrieked loudly to her mother.

"Laurie please. We didn't even know you were coming home any time soon. You're supposed to be at Hairdressing school!" Mrs. Forman said exhausted sounding.

"You can't just give away my room to some street whore!" Laurie screeched, stepping forward to push me harshly on the shoulder, causing me to wince in pain. Thankfully only Hyde seemed to see my wince.

"Listen here young lady! You cannot use that language-!" Kitty's face was getting pink.

"Daddy! Make her-!" Laurie was whining loudly. My quiet voice cut everyone off.

"You can have it. It's fine. I don't want to keep you from something that is yours." I told her blandly.

"Good. It's settled." Mr. Forman sighed, relieved that he didn't have to do much. "Now everyone shut up, the game's on." He left the kitchen in favour of in front of the television. Kitty only seemed angrier.

"Really, it's just fine Mrs. Forman. I knew that being here would cause problems, and the last thing I want to do is put anyone out." I told her sincerely. She visibly deflated.

"Oh no, not to worry dear. Why don't we set you up in the basement for now? You can sleep in Steven's room and he can take the couch until we can clear out the other spare room, won't you Steven?"

"No no! It's just fine. I can sleep on the couch-" I said quickly.

"Yes Mrs. Forman." Hyde said neutrally. Kitty's usual smile returned and she patted his shoulder fondly.

"What a gentleman."

...

"Steven, really. It's just fine. I'm sorry. I'll take the couch. It isn't a problem." I said when we'd been sent off to bed.

"S'fine." He shrugged slightly. "Whatever."