Disclaimer: Don't own anything but the slightly changed plotline.

Well, I was gonna post this last night, but I kept getting something that said Error Type 2, so I couldn't do anything. It was really annoying. But it's working again, yay! :)

Okay, this chapter's not going to go over a lot of the actual episode; it's mostly about Hyde wandering around the house to try to find a place to sleep, and how his basement room went from a complete trash bin to a relatively nice room with a desk and dresser and stuff in the later seasons, so...

And did you know that 'giveaway' is one word? Cuz I sure didn't...


"So, look at us," Laurie smiled, "This is just like a Norman Rockwell painting. Mom is serving breakfast, Daddy is reading the newspaper," she sneered at Eric, "And Brother Eric is trying to hide a big, purple, nasty hickey."

"What?" Eric laughed nervously, "Hickey? I don't have a hickey."

"You know, Eric, hickeys lead to dirty things," Laurie smirked.

"For Godsakes, don't let Donna suck your neck," Red grouched, "She's a nice girl."

"I don't have a hickey," Eric said quickly, "I was using a curling iron."

"Oh, well, would you just look at that?" Kitty smiled a little, rubbing at the hickey.

"No, mom," Eric said in embarrassment, covering the mark as Kitty took her seat.

"Red, remember that time when-"

"No," Red interrupted her, "And neither do you."

"Okay," Kitty laughed a little, "So, um, Laurie, what's on the agenda today?"

"Agenda?"

Kitty gave her a fake smile, "A list of goals or actions one might feel good about achieving so as to... Eric, you tell her."

"Mom, c'mon, relax, I'm still getting used to being back home."

"Yeah, flunking out of college can be draining," Eric smirked, wiping fake sweat from his forehead, "Phew."

"Eric," Red scolded as he stood.

"Oh, c'mon, that was so mild."

"Laurie, all you do is sit around the house and watch television, you should come down to the hospital to volunteer."

"She's right, Laurie," Red said as he set his newspapers on the kitchen counter.

"Daddy!"

Red gave her a few silent 'no's over Kitty's shoulder, making Laurie smiled a bit smugly. She grinned at Eric, "You know, I think Eric needs an agenda. Look at his neck."

"It's a birthmark," Eric said quickly, "It's been there since birth."

Hyde sighed a little as he entered the kitchen. "Good morning, class," He drawled, his voice a bit rough from sleep.

"Good morning, Orphan," Laurie sneered. Hyde was too tired for her childish remarks, and he ignored her for a moment as he poured the last bit of coffee into the cup left on the counter.

"Good morning," He replied, grabbing a plate and brushing passed Red as the man left the room.

"That's all you got?" Laurie muttered.

Hyde held up a finger in a silent order to wait, waiting until Red was out of earshot. "Whore," He yawned, collapsing into his chair.

"Mom! He called me a whore!"

"Yeah," Kitty muttered, "Steven, honey, you are too young to be drinking coffee." Hyde grinned a little when Laurie's jaw dropped; nothing like a good mom burn. "Have some juice."

"Mrs. Forman, I need coffee," Hyde mumbled, "Your son kept me up all night braggin' about his hickey."


Eric lifted his eyes in annoyance when Jackie grabbed his head, pushing it to the side to get a better view of his hickey, Fez following beside her to look as well.

"Okay, whatever you do, Eric, do not wear a turtleneck to school, it's a dead giveaway," She said, "Yeah, I'd go for a decorative scarf."

"Did you have to tell everyone about the hickey?" Donna muttered as Jackie settled into Hyde's lap.

"Well, everyone can kind of see it, Vampira," Eric mumbled, and Donna gave a weak smile, "Laurie had a field day at breakfast."

"Yeah," Hyde smirked, "I hopped on that dog pile, too."

"You sure did, ya dillhole," Eric grumbled.

Hyde rolled his eyes. Forman seemed to think he got the bad end of this; Hyde had to listen to Eric's re-telling of his action filled night with Donna, not to mention Forman's snoring, mumbling, and flatulence in his sleep. As mention before, he was a light sleeper, and he couldn't take one more sleepless night in Forman's room.

"Alright, Forman, yeah, that was sorta mean," Hyde said, "Probably what I should've said was 'I'm sick of sharing a room with you and all your disgusting fluids and gases'."

"Oh, and yours are just dreamy, Hyde."

"Excuse me," Fez suddenly said, glancing between Jackie and Donna, "May I please have a hickey, please?"

Donna gave him a stupid look, "No."

"Please?"

"No!"

"Jackie?" Cue a dark look from Hyde.

"No."

"Please?"

"No!"

"So," Fez muttered, "The two of you do things to please your men. Well, Fez is a man. Why do you not please him? Why?"

"Guys," Kelso said, "Just give 'em a hickey."

"Okay, I'm going home," Jackie said, standing from Hyde's lap.

"Yeah, me too," Donna said as she stood from the couch, "Gotta go shopping with my mom. Suddenly, it's, like, really important that we be best friends."

"What happened?" Eric asked.

"She's been... reading."

"Reading? Dammit, when will they learn?"

Donna gave him a smile, while Jackie gave Hyde a chaste kiss before the two excited through the basement door. As soon as the two girls were gone, Kelso immediately turned toward the dryer, riffling through the laundry basket sitting on top of it.

"Finally, I thought they'd never leave," He muttered as Eric twisted a little to look at him.

"Okay, Kelso, what're you doing?" Eric asked, making Hyde turn to look as well.

"I need a sexy memento from Laurie," Kelso said, "I'm gonna commemorate our forbidden love with panties," he grinned, showing off the white panties he stole from the basket.

"Fine," Eric shuttered, "Just take your panties and go home."

"Perfect," Kelso said, beginning to stuff the panties into his pocket, but Eric's eyes widened in horror.

"Man, those are my mom's!"

Kelso shrieked, quickly shaking his hands off as he chucked the panties back into the basket before he began wiping his hands on his pants. Hyde turned to Eric, giving him a look.

"Okay, Forman, look man, I'm not tellin' ya how to live your life," He said, "But if someone touch my mom's panties..." He trailed off, scoffing.

"Hyde, didn't everyone touch your mom's panties?"

He shrunk slightly under the dark look Hyde sent him. Hyde could take a joke just fine, but everyone was quickly learning that the one thing that always got him going was mention of his mother.

"Burn!" Kelso laughed, but it trailed off when Hyde shifted his glower to him, and he glanced around nervously. "Man, that was a burn..." He defended, quickly turning away from Hyde to dig back through the basket.

Hyde rolled his eyes. "Okay, Forman," He said, "I have a solution to this whole you bein' a pain in my ass, we sharing a room thing. You move out."

"...Of my room?"

"Yeahup."

As if it were an obvious and completely understandable request.

"Well, uh, that's just not gonna happen."

"Fine, I'll move out, ya big baby," Hyde scoffed.

"Still friends?" Eric mumbled jokingly.

Hyde turned his head. "I need time to heal," He muttered in a fake offended tone, and Eric chuckled a little, nodding his head a false understanding.

"Okay," Kelso said, holding up a pair of purple panties, "These are Laurie's, right?"

Eric's cringe was enough verification for Hyde. Hyde glanced at Kelso, an almost nervous expression hidden behind his sunglasses. "Kelso," He said, "What exactly are you gonna do with those panties?"

"Just... look at 'em," Kelso mumbled, quickly stuffing the underwear into his pocket. Hyde cringed to himself at that statement.

"Kelso," Fez said, "Did you ever notice that Laurie and Eric have the same eyes? So, if you're doing it with Laurie, and she's perhaps wearing a hat, it's kind of like you're doing it with Eric, too." He laughed at what he considered a joke, but the other three simply stared at him. Hyde sometimes wondered about the foreign kid; he was used to the random outbursts Fez always has about the weirdest things, but a lot of times it was boy on boy junk. Hyde supposed that he was either in the closet or just extremely weird.

When Fez finally realized his statement was only awkward and not funny, he slowly stood, tip toed backwards to the basement door, and then quickly spun around and left without a word.


Hyde sighed, laying back on his cot, glancing around Forman's room. As soon as Kelso had left the basement, he had turned to Forman and told him the first one to make it to the room should get to stay there. Hyde, being stronger than Eric, had easily won, but he wasn't really going to stay there; it wasn't exactly fair.

Sure, it was nice of Forman to let him stay in his room, especially considering how small it really is, but the 'niceness' wore off after a while. Which is the reason he was going to move out, but now he had to figure out where he was going to go. He couldn't stay in the basement; he had gotten a bad habit of sleeping until one in the afternoon at Edna's, and, though Red required the kids wake up at a certain time, Mrs. Forman let him sleep in, saying that Eric and Laurie were used to waking up early, and his friends would probably come over while he was still sleeping, interrupting one of his favorite pass times.

So, he was probably going to have to try to check out different places in the house, but he'd have to stay out of everyone else's way. With that thought, he lifted himself up, folding up his cot as he excited the room. He used the second set of stairs, walking through the kitchen to reach the living room. He unfolded the cot quite loudly next to the couch's brick wall, right behind Eric. When he lied down, he let out an obnoxious yawn, smacking Eric on the back of the head as he went down.

Eric lifted his eyes in annoyance when Hyde smacked him before turning his attention back to the TV. Hearing a scoff, he knew that Laurie had made her way downstairs and saw Hyde; she sat next to him, immediately snatching the remote and changing the channel.

"Kelso took your underwear," He immediately said.

"Ugh!" She whined, "That's, like, the third pair!"

"Eghh," Eric cringed.

Behind them, Hyde sat up, staring at the back of their heads blankly, though his annoyance was quite obvious. He was cringing on the inside, though, wondering if Kelso had, like, a pantie fetish or something. He didn't want to know. He rolled his eyes, grabbing onto the railing of the stairs to lift himself up, grabbing the cot and tugging it up to make a loud noise as he walked off.

He walked back through the dining room, using the hallway there that led to the study; he hardly ever sees anyone use it, and he was hoping he could use that to his advantage. He curled his lip a little when he saw Red reading a newspaper, but ignored him, quietly setting down his cot and curling up on it.

"I don't think so," Red deadpanned, not even glancing up from his paper, and Hyde huffed, standing back up and carrying his cot with him. He walked back through the dining room and into the kitchen, glancing around the quiet room before he set his cot down next to the counter stools and lying back. He closed his eyes, finally relaxing a little.

"Eric," He opened his eyes in annoyance at the sound of Kitty's voice, "I need you to go to the store and get me three pounds of ground beef; lean."

"Mom, look," Eric said, "Before you go and put twenty cents more into ground beef, this guy is not gonna get Laurie back into college, she's stupid and evil."

A small pause.

"Mostly stupid."

"Eric, she is not stupid, she's just... she has special... just go."

Eric grinned a little when he mother was unable to defend her daughter before he turned, knocking his leg into something. He glanced down, rolling his eyes. "Hyde!" He barked slightly, stepping over him as he excited the kitchen.

"Oh, honey," Kitty sighed as he pursed his lips and stood, "Just share the room with Eric."

"No, thank you," Hyde said, his voice tight, "I'm fine." He heard something shatter, figuring his cot knocked something over. If he wasn't so irritated, he'd probably go back and help clean it up.

He walked upstairs, stopping at the large walk-in closet at the end of the hallway. When he opened it, he found cleaning supplies and linens inside, but they were separated, leaning against each side of the closet; he could fit the cot in there. He turned the cot on its side and pushed it in before flipping it right side up. He slowly slid onto the cot, but kept shifting around, the space too cramped. Huffing, he slid back out, snatching the cot up, freezing when he turned and caught something outside of the window.

"Sick..." He muttered with a grimace, quite disturbed at the sight of Laurie tonguing her professor; it was like some gross X-rated movie. He shuttered, quickly storming back down the stairs.

It gave him an idea, though. Outside, he wouldn't bother anyone, and, at the moment, the temperature was comfortable enough for him. Though, he had no idea what he would do when the colder months finally flew around. Wisconsin gets some heavy snow, man.

He used the front door rather than the sliding door; he did not want to listen to the gross couple swap spit. He set his cot out on the front yard rather than the driveway; the Formans lived on a relatively quiet street, and he didn't quite care if people stared at the odd sight of him sleeping in the lawn.

He curled up under his blanket, finally getting some peace. The late October weather was surprisingly comfortable at the moment, and there was no sound aside from the occasional breeze rustling leaves and grass around.

In his drifting state, he didn't hear the quiet clicking of heels walking up the driveway, decreasing their speed until they came to a halt. He woke up, though, when he felt someone lay behind him on his cot, wrapping their arms around his waist. He sighed when he smelt Jackie's sweet, flowery perfume, relaxing when he felt a small kiss on the back of his neck.

"What're we doing?" She mock whispered, he tone joking.

He turned just enough to catch the sight of her out of the corner of his eye, a tiny grin on his face. "Sleeping," He mocked back.

"But why outside?" She asked in a normal tone.

"It's quiet."

"Steven, you're gonna get sick."

"I don't have anywhere else to sleep."

"Steven, why don't you just stay with Eric like you've been doing?"

"Jackie, if I stay in there one more night, someone's gonna get hurt... And by someone, I mean Forman."

"Steven."

He groaned at the scolding tone, lifting himself up. She stood with him, watching as he folded up the cot and followed him inside through sliding doors of the kitchen. He froze at the sight of Mrs. Forman folding up some dough, most likely for dinner rolls, and he scowled at the sight of her knowing, pursed smile.

"Any luck?"

Jackie gave an amused smile when Hyde didn't answer and simply walked dejectedly toward the basement. He ignored everyone's staring when he threw the cot behind the couch in frustration and collapsed into his chair. Jackie shook her head with amused eyes, calmly taking a seat in his lap.

"So, what's going on?" Jackie asked as she looked around at Eric and Kelso.

"Laurie made out with her professor," Eric deadpanned, and Jackie curled her lips in disgust.

"No way," Kelso laughed in disbelief as he stood from the lawn chair.

"Yup," Eric said, his tone still quite blank, "Laurie and her professor tonguing in the garage like hungry dogs, it was very disgusting."

"No, no! You see, because Laurie just wouldn't make out with some old guy! She wouldn't do that!"

"No, it's true, man," Hyde said, "I was in the upstairs closet tryin' out my cot and I saw 'em. It was like live porno. But not good porno cuz he's, like, really, really old. It was like old, bad porno."

Jackie gave him an amused look, while Kelso gave him an annoyed grin, tugging at his lips with his teeth.

"Kelso, why do you care if Laurie kisses her professor?" Jackie asked, and Hyde gave Kelso an amused stare, thinking about how he should probably get around to telling Jackie about Kelso cheating on Annette.

"Yeah, Kelso," He said in a false tone, "Why do you care?"

"Well... because..." Kelso struggled to find his words, "You see, it's wrong for an old person to make out with an innocent, young student."

"God, you're noble," Hyde pursed his lips.

"Innocent?" Jackie laughed in disbelief, "Eric, no offense, but your sister is as slutty as they come." Hyde chuckled quietly, always trusting Jackie to tell it like it is. People always assumed it was because she was a bitch, but, really, while she can be a bitch, granted, an honest bitch, she's just too naive to realize that some of the things she says come off as bitchy.

"Eric, are you gonna let her say that about your sister?" Kelso demanded, and Eric simply gave him a blank stare.

"Sure," He shrugged.

Jackie glanced around, her eyes catching sight of the room in the back of the basement. She tapped Hyde's shoulder. "Steven," She said quietly so the others wouldn't hear, "What about the room you stayed in while you were having problems with Ian?"

Hyde glanced at the back room in realization, gently removing her from his lap as he stood. "Forman, man," He said as he walked toward the room, "Did you know there's a room back here, man?" He switched the light on, glancing around; a lot of crap had been added to the room, cluttering it up a lot more than before, but the smell from before wasn't as perceptible. "And it barely stinks!" He said in surprise, having gotten used to the smell when he stayed in here last time, walking into the room.

Jackie shook her head in amusement while Eric grinned a little. "Perfect!" He yelled so Hyde could hear him clearly, "You can sit back there beneath your bare bulb writin' angry letters to the government!"

"Oh, don't think I won't!"

Jackie giggled a little, settling into Hyde's chair, and Eric sat up in excitement.

"You see what's beautiful here, people?" He said, "I finally have somethin' on Laurie! I own her, oh yeah, she is so screwed!"

Kelso glared at him, hopping from the lawn chair and getting in his face. "Alright," He said, "Just be nice."

Just then, the basement door opened, and Fez grinned when he walked in, holding out his arm and showing off the rather large mark on it.

"Look," He said, "Fez has a hickey. Somebody loves me."

"Moron, you gave that to yourself," Eric said, "It's still wet."

"No," Fez said, "Somebody loves me. There is a lady love."

Everyone simply stared at him, and he pouted.

"There is!"


"Nice digs, huh?" Hyde grinned later that night when everyone had gone home, he and Eric glancing around his new, cluttered room.

"Yeah, it's perfect," Eric said, "This is where we put all that crap we just can't throw away," Eric ginned at him, "Like you."

Hyde smirked, "Forman, is it just me, or do your mom and dad like me a whole lot better than they like you?"

Eric pouted, knowing that Hyde made a good point. "See, I kid," he placed his hand to his chest with a mock hurt face, "But you hurt."

"Boys! Dinner!"

"Alright, man," Hyde said as they stood, "You ready to make Laurie squeal like the family pig?"

"Ohohoho," Eric laughed, "Yes."

Hyde gave him a blank look, "You're gonna punk out, aren't you?"

"Well, it is my nature," Eric admitted.

"Look, Forman. You've always been the runt of the litter. This is your chance to bite the big dog on the ass. So my advice to you is bite the big dog on the ass."

"Okay, what if I let her off with a warning? You know, just this one time?"

"Well, that would be the mature choice," Hyde paused for a moment, slapping him hard on the face, and Eric blinked dazedly, staring at him with wide eyes, "But not evil! You gotta think evil, man! Where would we be without the A-Bomb?!"

"Well, actually the war was all but won when-"

"Shut up!" Hyde exclaimed, shoving Eric into a sitting position onto the cot, Hyde sitting next to him, "Now listen, let's review," Hyde paused before listing off, "Remember when she told Red you had dirty magazines under your bed?"

Eric nodded, his expression going blank.

One.

"Or that time she told Red when you snuck out?"

Two.

"That time she drank all of Red's beer and blamed you?"

Three.

"Then, she told Red that it was your fault she flunked out of college because 'you just made it so hard to concentrate'."

Four.

Hyde smirked, his lips twitching, "Or, when she told Red you used all her hand lotion."

Jackpot.

Eric's eyes widened in remembrance before his expression went blank again.

"Okay, that bitch is dead." Hyde nodded in agreement, the two standing at once and exciting the room.


Hyde watched the psychology professor tear apart the rolls and ball up the bread tightly, his expression somehow both blank and disturbed. For a psychology professor, this dude had some serious issues. He glanced around, catching Red's stern eye, most likely for setting his elbows so far on the table; for a middle class family, they were proper when it came to the table, and they weren't big on elbows on the table and all that junk. He ignored him, though, pretending he didn't see the look as he watched Laurie glance around nervously.

"Well, well, well," Kitty stuttered, looking quite put out by the professor's behavior as well, "This news about Laurie leaving, it's just a little ray of sunshine."

"Well, I just wish that more teachers cared about their students like you do," Red said, and Hyde bit his lip to keep from snorting, "I think it started goin' downhill when you couldn't paddle the kids anymore."

Eric laughed quietly, though it was fake as he grinned at Laurie; he slapped his hand on the table, "Pansy ass supreme court."

"Shut up, Eric," Red immediately answered.

"Hey, Forman," Hyde said quietly, finally sliding his hand downward so his elbows were off the table, "He who hesitates is boned."

"Laurie is one of the most gifted young women in my class," The professor said, and Hyde had to hold back another snort, "I've always enjoyed having her."

Hyde cringed, and Eric grinned, making kissy faces at Laurie before staring at her blankly, "Failure."

Kitty finally grew impatient with the man as he played with the rolls, "Is there something wrong with the bread?"

"No, why?"

Kitty stared at him for a moment before she glanced at Red nervously.

"Oh, Laurie," Eric suddenly said, "I know something that you don't know that I know. You know?" He grinned, "Yes, yes."

"Tell us, Forman," Hyde said in a fake voice, "So that we can all know."

"You don't know anything," Laurie sneered, "And if you do know something, I'll make you sorry you were ever born."

"Well, for your information, I'm already sorry I was ever born!" Eric exclaimed.

"Eric!"

"See?" Eric motioned to Red.

"So," Red gave a fake grin to the professor, "What does she need to do to get back in school?"

"Well, she'll have to work with me. Make a commitment... to school. She'll really have to buckle down."

Hyde cringed again.

Kitty gave her signature laugh, "Well, what do you think, Laurie, are you willing to give it a go?"

Eric gave a fake laugh, "Oh, mother, she's very willing. You know, Dad, I just saw the most interesting thing today. In the garage. It was just... it was so surprising."

Hyde glanced at Laurie, catching the devilish glare she cast at Eric, her lip twitching in anger. If looks could kill, Forman would be on fire by now.

He looked back at Eric, mock interest on his face, "Oh, Eric, do tell."

"I saw Laurie-"

"I'm in love with your daughter!"

Kitty spit out her tea in surprise, and Hyde and Eric huddle a bit closer in their attempt to hold back their hysterical laughter. They glanced at Red, some snorts escaping at the look on the man's face as he stood, the professor following his movements.

"Dad-"

"That's it! C'mere!"


"For Godsakes, Laurie," Kitty muttered, "The man is in love with you and you still couldn't pass?"

Hyde glanced at Kitty; she was pissed at her daughter, looking a bit disgusted. When he glanced at Red, he was surprised to find the same look on the man's face. He grinned a little; Forman finally bit the big dog on the ass.

Red marched up to Laurie, his hands balled into fists, and Hyde crossed his arms, looking at Laurie in mock disappointment while Eric simply grinned at her.

"So?"

Laurie gave him a teary eyed look, "So I guess I disappointed you, Daddy. I'm really sorry; I just wish he wouldn't have taken advantage of me and my love for education!"

"Heh, that is just so weak," Eric muttered.

"Well, I guess you're not the first student to be taken advantage of by a teacher," Red mumbled, and Hyde tilted his head back in exasperation while Eric looked up at Red in disbelief.

"Whoa, whoa, wait, where're you goin' with that, Dad?"

"Just try not to be too hard on yourself," Red said.

"No... No! Noooo!"

Kitty shook her head.

"And the really sad thing is, Eric saw him kiss me today. And he didn't even try to stop 'em!"

"Cuz she wanted it!"

"You knew about this and you didn't do anything? She's your sister!"

"Yeah, Eric, why?"

"I'll deal with you later, Eric. C'mon, Laurie, I'll make you a cup of coffee and explain to you the nature of men. Something I thought you already knew but apparently you don't," Red said as he entered the kitchen.

Laurie smirked at Eric, "Oh, Eric, I forgive you."

"Well this is unforgivable," Hyde growled when she left the room, glaring at Eric, "In fact, you suck!"

A small pause.

"I'll be in my room," Hyde muttered, walking back to the basement.


"Forman," Hyde muttered when he saw Eric sitting on the couch in the basement, "I need the keys to the Cruiser."

"Why?"

"Now that I have my own room, I'm gonna pick up some stuff from my old house that I couldn't take before."

"Like what?"

"Dresser, bookshelf, desk, you know, stuff."

"Alright, fine, but," Eric grinned at him, "I'm going with you." He knew Hyde, and he knew that he would have a difficult time glancing around his old house, memories being brought up.

Hyde sighed, "Fine, whatever."


Hyde groaned in exhaustion as he entered the basement. Thanks to Forman, what would have taken a couple hours took only one, but it was late, and the two decided to set up Hyde's room the next day when they were more awake, leaving his belongings in the car.

His house had been even messier and in an even worse state of disarray than when he had lived there. But, his room still contained his belongings; his guitar, his desk, his dresser, his record player. He had even decided to grab his mattress; it was small enough to fit on the cot, and he could use it as a cushion to sleep more comfortably.

And, tomorrow, all he had to do was clean out all the junk in the room and then set up his stuff. The junk, however, belonged to the Formans, so he couldn't get rid of it, but he could at least organize it and put it to the side to give him more room.

"Why must you hurt me?"

Hyde's eyes widened in irritation when he heard Kelso's whine, quickly storming towards his room. He had just found the freakin' place, and there was no way he was gonna let Satan and her horn dog taint the place.

He opened the door, scowling at the sight of them kissing.

"Hey, hey!" He barked heatedly, the tone in his voice making the two quickly scramble up and run, "Get out! Get out! I hate you both!"

He huffed, snatching up his blanket and collapsing on the cot.

A small pause.

"Go home, Fez," Hyde growled, not even looking as he heard Fez shuffle out of the room, pouting as he went home in a state of dejection.

Hyde sighed, grinning slightly.

Peace and quiet.


Alright, Hyde has his own room! And next is the Halloween episode, where Hyde finally finds out about Fez kissing Jackie. Hopefully the poor foreign kid won't go home with anything broken...