(A/N: Ok, you're going to have to picture Fez talking in his accent, I didn't want to butcher his words! LOL)
Chapter 3
Eric watched Laurie and Donna get on the elevator. The doors closed and he turned back to the table in front of him. He stared at the covers of the dated National Geographic magazines facing him. Usually he, like all the other guys, would madly be tearing through them, looking for the photos of the naked native women. All it always took was a boob shot to get giggles out of any of them, especially Fez, but they both just sat there in silence.
"Eric," began Fez, "I'm really sorry, this is all my fault. I've been thinking about it, and the only thing to really do is divorce your sister and just leave the country, I've caused so much trouble already."
"No, no Fez.... it's not your fault, I guess that if I were in your shoes, being forced to go back to.... uh.... wherever, I'd probably do the same thing. The only question I have to ask you though man is, why in God's name Laurie?"
"Look at her man, she's hot!" was Fez's response.
"Yea, but she's Laurie!" Eric made a face.
"She wanted to help me, after we did it, we were talking and she felt bad for poor little old Fezzie-Poo and wanted to help me out, like she said, it's only a little piece of paper. Who knew it would have such a tragic, tragic ending!" Fez said.
"Well, I don't blame you, so don't worry. I don't blame anybody, I mean, look at all the rage Red has had for the past eighteen years, and when he knew I was leaving, he could finally relax, but his heart couldn't handle that "different emotion" so he just exploded!" Eric said. They both smiled.
Kitty came out of Red's room and walked toward the boys. She looked dead tired.
"He's finally asleep. Are you boys hungry?" Kitty asked.
Good old Kitty, no matter what was going on, or who did what, she was always looking out for everyone, Eric thought.
"No, mom," he stood up and put his hands on her shoulders, "you sit down, Fez and I will go and get you something to eat."
Fez stood up and looked gratefully and apologetically at Kitty.
The boys walked to the elevator, Kitty watched them, her emotions finally starting to sink in.
Chapter 3
Eric watched Laurie and Donna get on the elevator. The doors closed and he turned back to the table in front of him. He stared at the covers of the dated National Geographic magazines facing him. Usually he, like all the other guys, would madly be tearing through them, looking for the photos of the naked native women. All it always took was a boob shot to get giggles out of any of them, especially Fez, but they both just sat there in silence.
"Eric," began Fez, "I'm really sorry, this is all my fault. I've been thinking about it, and the only thing to really do is divorce your sister and just leave the country, I've caused so much trouble already."
"No, no Fez.... it's not your fault, I guess that if I were in your shoes, being forced to go back to.... uh.... wherever, I'd probably do the same thing. The only question I have to ask you though man is, why in God's name Laurie?"
"Look at her man, she's hot!" was Fez's response.
"Yea, but she's Laurie!" Eric made a face.
"She wanted to help me, after we did it, we were talking and she felt bad for poor little old Fezzie-Poo and wanted to help me out, like she said, it's only a little piece of paper. Who knew it would have such a tragic, tragic ending!" Fez said.
"Well, I don't blame you, so don't worry. I don't blame anybody, I mean, look at all the rage Red has had for the past eighteen years, and when he knew I was leaving, he could finally relax, but his heart couldn't handle that "different emotion" so he just exploded!" Eric said. They both smiled.
Kitty came out of Red's room and walked toward the boys. She looked dead tired.
"He's finally asleep. Are you boys hungry?" Kitty asked.
Good old Kitty, no matter what was going on, or who did what, she was always looking out for everyone, Eric thought.
"No, mom," he stood up and put his hands on her shoulders, "you sit down, Fez and I will go and get you something to eat."
Fez stood up and looked gratefully and apologetically at Kitty.
The boys walked to the elevator, Kitty watched them, her emotions finally starting to sink in.