A/N: This chapter ended up being super long, so I'm breaking it up. Which means the next updates shall come as soon as I get enough reviews, because the next chapter is already typed. You know, it's so long, it may turn into three. Or maybe two extra long ones. I dunno. We'll see.

Ok, so I was listening to Jekyll and Hyde Confrontation, and I thought about this Hyde. It nagged me to work on this chapter. Then I somehow ended up listening to Hendrix, Zeppelin, and Jethro Tull…glad I did. That's good stuff, man. (Yeah, I could go into a super long Hyde related story here, but I won't)

Special thanks to Christineexx and Nannygirl, who I have not mentioned yet. Christineexx and I had a rather interesting little conversation about Danny Masterson and this…

Alright, I'll stop holding you up. Hope you enjoy, and please review!


The next morning, Hyde put on a KISS shirt and some bell bottoms in addition to his new glasses, which he had never let out of his sight since that night the guys found everything out. If he was being forced to go back to that God awful daycare, he was at least going to look somewhat cool doing it.

He took his usual seat at the kitchen table, greeted Kitty, Red and Forman, and smiled at Laurie. Eric looked back at him. "Hey, Dad, how's work been going?"

Hyde looked at him and smirked. "Oh yeah, weren't you just talking about one of Red's coworkers, Laurie? Sean something?" Well, it wasn't tattling if Eric started it, was it? Then again, the "he started it!" argument was pretty childish, too…screw it, Laurie deserved to be tattled on.

Red looked at his daughter, wondering what the hell his dumb ass son was talking about.

"Yeah, Laurie, weren't you saying that you-" Eric continued, before getting cut off by the she-devil

"Shut up, loser," Laurie hissed.

"Hey," Red started, "stop harassing your sister, Eric, or-"

"Yeah, yeah, or else you'll stick your foot up my ass."

Kitty looked at the possible fight impending. "So who wants more pancakes?" She laughed, trying to change the subject.

Red shook his head and stood up. "Are you ready to go, Steven?"

Hyde tilted his head in confusion. "Where are we goin'?"

"Daycare," Red said, as if Hyde was supposed to know that Red was the one who was going to drive him. Jesus, man, this day was off to a worse start than he anticipated.

Laurie snorted in laughter. Hyde wanted to give her the finger, but remembered that Red and Kitty were still in the room.

"Oh! That reminds me," Eric announced happily, "I got you this, Hyde." He reached under the kitchen table and produced a cheap, green, plastic squirt gun, and handed it to Hyde. The younger boy turned it around in his hands and scoffed. "Thanks, man. I'll need it," he laughed, causing Kitty to look at the two boys in bewilderment.

"Alright, let's go. Laurie, Eric, I'm not done with you," Red said in annoyance as he stood up and opened the door.

Hyde sauntered outside after Red, water gun in hand. He jumped into Red's car (with some difficulty at this shrunken height,) and buckled himself in with an uncontrollable pout. He lifted the squirt gun up, hoping he'd survive the day without it; not that it could do much, anyways. Well, if he got desperately bored, he could squirt the little preppy girls.

He watched as the house gradually disappeared through the window, wanting for the first time in his life to just be able to go to high school again. This whole five year old - ok, technically not quite five, but nobody had to know that - thing was getting old.

Neither Red nor Hyde particularly wanted to strike up a conversation, so it was a long, quite, and awkward ride to the damn daycare that Hyde was being forced to attend. Finally, the tension between the two was suspended as they pulled up to the familiar, sun shiny child care facility. God, Hyde really wished he could go in the circle today. Well, he'd have to make do with a water gun and pure Zen.

Hyde put on his aviators as he strolled into the stupidly happy, and seemingly welcoming building. Yeah, right. It was welcoming as hell, it's appearance was just a façade to trick parents.

Red had to sign the same papers that his daughter had, and Hyde had to laugh at the secretary's initial confusion; she had been told that Laurie was the boy's mom, and now Red was saying that Hyde was his kid. And Laurie was so much younger-Red quickly cleared thing up, with plenty of annoyance.

"Alright…good bye, Steven," Red said to the boy, and then quietly, so only he would hear, "don't be a dumb ass today."

Hyde nodded with a smirk. "Hey, one thing; how long am I being abandoned here?"

Red shrugged. "Only to about four. Five at the latest."

Hyde did the math on his fingers. "Eight hours? Are you serious, man?" he started to ask, before remembering that it was better to stay on the man's good side. "That's cool. See you later, man."


"Steve! You came back!" Hyde was bombarded by greeting from his little coloring buddies. He quietly greeted the four kids in return, realizing that he wasn't going to get off by sulking in the corner all day. No, if he did, Wendy would probably harass him into joining them again.

It occurred to him out of the blue that since he wasn't technically even five, he was no among the youngest of the kids. He just hoped that Jodi was older than him. He knew Jodi was the youngest, because Wendy had pointed it out several times last Monday whilst they had been coloring. Man, if he was the youngest here-saying that would suck would be an understatement. I occurred to him after that that he still had the option of lying about being five to the daycare bunch. What they didn't know wouldn't hurt them.

"Hey, wanna play cops and robbers?" Lizzie asked the others. Hyde grinned. It seemed rather appropriate, since this place practically was a prison. Even the structure; there were a few hours of having nothing to do, and times of strict orders from the authorities. Weird-he had always thought that when he went to jail, it would be a real correctional facility, a penitentiary, a real prison. Not this. Nothing like this, because just a week ago, he wouldn't have dreamed of being like he was now.

"Cops and robbers? I don't even remember how to play that game," Hyde told the kids.

Wendy giggled, "what do you mean you don't remember how to play?" It was a fair enough question. What could he say? Man, he was going to have to watch what he said if he wanted to blend in. Luckily, Wendy didn't give him time to answer, just grabbed his arm and pulled him along.

Hyde gave in, but got reprimanded by Wendy for just sagging along behind, instead of running. "C'mon, Steve! It's just like tag! Just run, and don't get caught!" she explained. Hyde groaned in annoyance, but gave in and played tag with the kids. He was already figuring out that this day was going to be like a shot; it only lasts longer when you fight it.

Yeah, it was still going to be a long day.


A/N; Yeah. Not my favorite chapter, but the action doesn't happen until the next part of this unreasonably long chapter. Seriously, I might have to break it into three parts by the time I'm done. I hope you guys don't mind the little kids. They're mainly there to move the plot along. Oh, but I did think of one aspect of one of them that I'm rather proud of. You'll what one or two chapters from now. Yeah, so let me know what you think.