Forman Basement-Summer 1970
Looking back, it's hard to believe how fast the next couple years flew by. My days now gravitated between making Blow Pop eat clumps of dirt, and hanging around his basement. Hyde and I had formed a tentative friendship, which sometimes included joining forces to pull pranks on Eric and this Kelso kid, who had started following the scrawny neighbour boy into the basement about a year and a half ago. Most of the pranks were at Eric's expense, as Kelso, for some strange reason, actually seemed to enjoy the burns.
Anyway, we were all hanging in the basement one summer afternoon, playing Candyland. Mrs. Forman came down in the middle of the game, looked at us, gave that little laugh of hers, and started gushing about how adorable we all were. Once she realized how embarrassed Blow Pop was becoming, she told us her real reason for coming downstairs. My parents had apparently set up another joint family vacation to take place in Chicago the following week. As expected, the first words out of Eric's mouth were to ask if Hyde could tag along, as Kelso pouted that he wasn't invited. At least until he remembered that his parents were sending him to space camp that week and a huge grin lit up his face. Mrs. Forman, of course told Eric that Hyde could indeed join us, as she seemed to love doting on him in a way his own mother never did. Hyde's face lit up at the invitation and he and Eric gave each other a high five, before he turned and glanced at me with a devilish twinkle in his eye that could only mean trouble. Trouble for Eric that is...knowing this, I smiled back in the same way...another prank was in the works...
Shared Kitchenette/Chicago-Vacation Day 5
Hyde and I spent all vacation coming up with the perfect prank to pull on Eric. Finally, by the fifth day of the vacation we were ready. All we had to do was wait until Eric went in to take his daily shower and all systems were go. After we had all eaten dinner and were settling in for the night, Eric wandered off. It was now or never. One of us had to go into the room, Eric shared with Hyde and steal his pajama pants. After some quick discussion, we decided it would be best for Hyde to sneak in and hide them in his suitcase while I stood guard. Before he put the plan in action though, he must've decided he needed a kiss for luck or something, because he leaned in and planted a wet one on me. Took me a few seconds to register what was going on, but when I did it brought back memories of the last time he kissed me. This infuriated me, so I broke away angrily and slapped him a good one across the face. He just stared at me in shock before a crestfallen expression crossed his face and he slinked into the room to execute our plan.
About five minutes passed while he was in there...five minutes that seemed more like five years, as I was waiting for Blow Pop to discover us, ruining a good prank and five days in the process. Luckily Hyde managed to get out just as we heard the bathroom door opening...Eric was finished his shower. He came out with a towel wrapped around his waist, as Hyde and I snuck into the entryway next to Eric and Hyde's bedroom.
Sure enough, within about two minutes we hear the scrawny boy freaking out over his missing pajama pants and tearing the room apart. Despite our plan to stay quiet, the two of us couldn't help but to start giggling. Our giggles turned to guffaws as Eric ran out of the room in his tighty whiteys and directly into Red, who was sitting in the living room watching a football game and drinking a beer. Red just looks up at him with the strangest expression on his face. Kind of a mix between confusion and disgust, I guess you could say. Finally he comes out with, "Put some pants on son. No one wants to see that...", and turns back to his game. Eric runs out of the room horrified as Hyde and I continue to watch from the hidden entryway, shouting with laughter and sharing a high five. Donna/Hyde-1, Eric-0...
Looking back, it's hard to believe how fast the next couple years flew by. My days now gravitated between making Blow Pop eat clumps of dirt, and hanging around his basement. Hyde and I had formed a tentative friendship, which sometimes included joining forces to pull pranks on Eric and this Kelso kid, who had started following the scrawny neighbour boy into the basement about a year and a half ago. Most of the pranks were at Eric's expense, as Kelso, for some strange reason, actually seemed to enjoy the burns.
Anyway, we were all hanging in the basement one summer afternoon, playing Candyland. Mrs. Forman came down in the middle of the game, looked at us, gave that little laugh of hers, and started gushing about how adorable we all were. Once she realized how embarrassed Blow Pop was becoming, she told us her real reason for coming downstairs. My parents had apparently set up another joint family vacation to take place in Chicago the following week. As expected, the first words out of Eric's mouth were to ask if Hyde could tag along, as Kelso pouted that he wasn't invited. At least until he remembered that his parents were sending him to space camp that week and a huge grin lit up his face. Mrs. Forman, of course told Eric that Hyde could indeed join us, as she seemed to love doting on him in a way his own mother never did. Hyde's face lit up at the invitation and he and Eric gave each other a high five, before he turned and glanced at me with a devilish twinkle in his eye that could only mean trouble. Trouble for Eric that is...knowing this, I smiled back in the same way...another prank was in the works...
Shared Kitchenette/Chicago-Vacation Day 5
Hyde and I spent all vacation coming up with the perfect prank to pull on Eric. Finally, by the fifth day of the vacation we were ready. All we had to do was wait until Eric went in to take his daily shower and all systems were go. After we had all eaten dinner and were settling in for the night, Eric wandered off. It was now or never. One of us had to go into the room, Eric shared with Hyde and steal his pajama pants. After some quick discussion, we decided it would be best for Hyde to sneak in and hide them in his suitcase while I stood guard. Before he put the plan in action though, he must've decided he needed a kiss for luck or something, because he leaned in and planted a wet one on me. Took me a few seconds to register what was going on, but when I did it brought back memories of the last time he kissed me. This infuriated me, so I broke away angrily and slapped him a good one across the face. He just stared at me in shock before a crestfallen expression crossed his face and he slinked into the room to execute our plan.
About five minutes passed while he was in there...five minutes that seemed more like five years, as I was waiting for Blow Pop to discover us, ruining a good prank and five days in the process. Luckily Hyde managed to get out just as we heard the bathroom door opening...Eric was finished his shower. He came out with a towel wrapped around his waist, as Hyde and I snuck into the entryway next to Eric and Hyde's bedroom.
Sure enough, within about two minutes we hear the scrawny boy freaking out over his missing pajama pants and tearing the room apart. Despite our plan to stay quiet, the two of us couldn't help but to start giggling. Our giggles turned to guffaws as Eric ran out of the room in his tighty whiteys and directly into Red, who was sitting in the living room watching a football game and drinking a beer. Red just looks up at him with the strangest expression on his face. Kind of a mix between confusion and disgust, I guess you could say. Finally he comes out with, "Put some pants on son. No one wants to see that...", and turns back to his game. Eric runs out of the room horrified as Hyde and I continue to watch from the hidden entryway, shouting with laughter and sharing a high five. Donna/Hyde-1, Eric-0...