AN: I never liked Jackie's mum anyway. Thanks to jwoo2525 for that second review. Big thumbs up there. Anyway here is a little Kitty and Red because it just wouldn't be That 70s Show without them.

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Jackie had been living with the Pinciotties for a week when the Formans invited them all over for dinner. In fact Jackie was looking forward to Mrs Formans excellent cooking so much she had come over early to help her bake a pie.

"Now honey have you ever baked a pie before?" Mrs Forman asked.

"No not really," Jackie felt uncomfortable.

Her mother hadn't exactly been a Stepford wife.

"Well that's ok, you just follow what I say and we'll do just fine."

Jackie actually found herself having a good time as she learned how to make the crust and the filling for the pie.

She even did the latticing at the top by herself.

"Hey Kitty," Red said coming in through the kitchen door a while later, "have you seen that dumbass son of mine, he was going to help me fix the car."

"He's probably out playing with his little friends," Mrs Foreman replied.

"Kitty, he's 20 years old. The boy doesn't play with anything, well except those crazy space dolls," Red grumbled.

"He might still be at his loft Mr Forman," Jackie piped up.

She knew Donna had gone over there about an hour ago and she could guess why they hadn't come over yet.

"Dammit, I need to fix that carburettor," Red said to nobody in particular.

"I could help you Mr Foreman, our pie is just baking at the moment."

"Well all right," Red grumbled reluctantly as he lead Jackie out to the garage.

"Now all you have to do," he explained as he popped to hood, "is point the flashlight at the carburettor right there."

"Like this?" she asked nervously.

"Yea that's actually pretty good," said Red surprised, he'd finally found one of his kids friends that wasn't a complete kettlehead.

"Come on Jackie, you gotta pull it harder. Give it all you got!" Red encouraged her as the nut on the tire finally came loose.

"Oh me god, I did it," she cried excitedly jumping up and down as it finally came loose.

She grabbed Red and surprised him with a victory hug.

"I feel like Nancy Drew," she continued. She had never done anything handy before. She had never been shown how.

"Well a girl needs to know what to do in case of emergency," Red smiled, a little embarrassed about the hug. "I think we better be heading back inside, I'm sure dinner's nearly done."

The next day Donna decided to head over to Hyde's house.

She had tried asking Jackie about him earlier but she had changed the subject so Donna knew she hadn't told him about her mum yet.

She could understand that perfectly though. Who would want to explain to a hostile guy she'd only had one date with that her mother was an embarrassment who had recently abandoned her and tell him that he'd misunderstood the whole situation.

Jackie had enough going on right now, Donna would just have to explain things to him herself.

She found him outside his house washing his car.

He was shirtless though it wasn't really what she'd call a warm day.

"Showing off for the neighbourhood girls," she called out as she walked up to him.

"I have a load in the washing machine," he said by way of explanation, as he smiled cheekily and removed his shades.

"I'm sure," she said sarcastically as she rolled her eyes.

"What brings you by?" he asked as he bent down to wipe his hub caps.

"Jackie," she said simply.

He replaced his sunglasses as he stood up again.

"She send you over here?" he asked, his tone distrustful.

"No," Donna said forcefully, not in the mood for his crap.

"What do you want then?" he replied, now just as hostile.

"I heard what you guys were saying, when she was crying," Donna began. She really didn't like to admit to eavesdropping. "and I know how it sounded, but you misunderstood."

"I think I understand fine," he turned around and wiped vigorously at at non existent smudge.

"Her mother," Donna said reluctantly, "is a bitch."

She hated to betray Jackie's confidence but she was sure that she'd thank her in the end.

"What do you mean," his voice sounded softer, laced with concern.

"I mean she abandoned her, took off, the night of your date."

"But Jackie didn't want me to meet her before then."

"That's because she was embarrassed. Her mother is an alcoholic, she used to hang around the house all day drinking herself to death and when she wasn't at home she was hanging around with the local bar flies."

Hyde could understand that, his own mother wasn't exactly clean and sober.

"So," Hyde started, feeling like a world class idiot, "she wasn't ashamed of me?"

"Not even close," Donna said with finality, happy he had gotten the point.

"Now she's sad all the time because you won't talk to her," she added for emphasis. Hyde was feeling like the world's biggest dick.

"So what do I do?" he asked.

"Go talk to her," Donna replied rolling her eyes.