Chapter 4
Deception
Point Place, Wisconsin
March 9, 1977 (Wednesday)
7:30 a.m.
"Eric," Kitty said while she stirred the usual scrambled eggs in the frying pan, "Would
you go downstairs and check on Steven?"
"Don't I get to sit down? I just woke up, Mom."
Red grumbled and shuffled his morning paper, "Do you need a wake up call? I have a
special alarm clock. It's called my foot in your ass."
"Fine."
"And nice going dumbass on drinking all the milk and taking a box of my Girl Scout
Shortbread Cookies!"
"I did not…."
Eric went to sit back down, when he saw Hyde come in from the doorway. What was he his fucking keeper?
He was a grown man.
"Good morning, Steven! I was just about to send Eric down looking for you."
"I'm fine, Mrs. Forman. I didn't feel like going to school until I smelled your delicious
scrambled eggs." He kissed her on the cheek, she was feisty, he liked them that way.
Eric smirked, it was just a little too early in the morning to be sucking up to his
parents.
They already loved him more than their own biological son for God's sake.
20 minutes later
Eric was upstairs in his room combing his hair so he'd look just right when he saw Donna
before the homeroom bell. He was taken aback when Hyde came into his room; he never
came up here anymore, not since he found that spare room to sleep in or he only came up
here if he needed someplace to hide his stash. Because Heaven forbid he got in trouble
with his father. Eric didn't know why, but he was internally pissed off with Hyde at the moment.
"Jesus! You scared me."
Hyde sat on his bed, "Apparently, it's not going to take much."
"Why are you up here?"
Hyde usually stood by the Vista Cruiser and waited for Kelso and Fez so that
Eric-The-Good could drive all of them to school, except for Donna and Jackie. Bob drove Donna in
the Pinciotti Cadillac Eldorado, because he said that "Eric only had one thing on his
mind" and they picked up Jackie along the way.
"I didn't finish my English assignment." he sighed
"That figures! You can't copy mine, it's a report!"
It's not like it was math where it was facts and figures and you could purposely get a few
wrong.
"Forman, relax. Can I look at your paper for ideas?"
"I would think you would have thought of a lot of ideas….What scares you? You can talk
about your deadbeat parents for a start," Eric thought he went too far and would get a
punch on the arm for that comment. But Hyde didn't hit him. He usually would hit Kelso
for saying the same things.
Eric supposed that was the mark of a best friend.
Hyde laughed when he opened up Eric's binder, "…spiders, bugs, snakes, angry dogs,
stern fathers….." He closed the binder with one quick snap as Eric took it out of his
hand. Hyde hated it when people went through his things, so what gave him the right
to look in Eric's binder?
"And I suppose nothing scares you? I dare you to write that. See what grade you get from
Mrs. Sowers."
What a timely assignment.
In the Vista Cruiser
Eric wanted to hit Hyde in the head with a brick; he never liked to talk in the mornings
unless it was normal guy conversation about beer and boobs, and all he did was wind up
Kelso and Fez to talk about their stupid English papers.
"Nothing scares me! I'm invisible." Kelso exclaimed.
"Invincible, Kelso." Hyde/Eric said in unison.
"Whatever! I'm a people person, especially when those people are built with bumps in all
the right places! And the Peterson's got a new dog! A border collie!"
"I can tell you what scares me, a world without candy or naked ladies!" Fez chimed in.
Man were those guys vapid.
7:10 p.m.
The red head was gorgeous, but a little too self-righteous for his taste. And she loved this
Star Wars fan wimp named Eric Forman? He couldn't wait to see her naked. The little
brunette took off her jacket, and stomped her feet as she walked towards him.
"Steven! You have a lot of explaining to do!"
Said Lucy to Ricky.
"What?"
"You didn't meet me at the Hub after school like you said you would."
"I had to work at the Fotohut."
That Leo was one zoned out easy target, but there were more important things to deal
with than a drugged out ex-hippie.
"You told me yesterday that it was your day off!"
"I made a mistake," Hyde motioned for her to sit on his lap, "Would I ever lie to you,
Jackie?"
She kissed him on the lips. "I can't stay mad at you, Steven! Before Michael and Fez
come back from the Hub and get jealous, let's fool around in your room…"
"You read my mind."
"Then we're leaving!" Eric said
It was handy wearing sunglasses inside so he could look at Donna's firm ass and not have Jackie notice.
"Bye." Donna replied
This would work if he pictured the firey-head beauty with the luscious chest and deep, for a girl, voice.
It was no wonder that she was WFPP's best part-time female DJ.
[Don't kiss her! You motherfucking piece of shit]
Go fuck yourself.
"What's wrong, Steven?" Jackie asked, she hated not being the center of attention.
"Nothing, babe." Well, his eyeball pinky ring was size too small and it hurt like Hell, but it was nothing that he
couldn't fix later at least the wide leather banded watch fit better.
His clothes were about a half size too small, kind of like when you leave a shirt in the clothes dryer for too long.
She put her arms around him and kissed him, he usually would let the kiss linger, almost afraid to let love in
because of being rejected by everyone in the past. Tonight, he gently pushed her on the bed. It was too soon
to force her to do anything that she didn't want to do.
"Do you want to….?"
Normally, Jackie would have wanted the 4 star dinner at the 4 star hotel, flowy lingerie, candles, a banner that
read Jackie + Steven Forever, but she learned from her relationship with Michael that those things were not
necessary. She still thought a banner would be cool. It didn't matter where they were as long as they were
together, she couldn't think of a better place to make love with Steven for their first time.
The Forman house was where he felt the most secure.
"Y-yes..." Jackie couldn't speak another word, she couldn't believe that Steven and her were going to make
love for the first time.
She never slept with Hyde before and he loved every second of it. This was going to cut through his other
half better than any knife ever would.
"I love you…." he whispered, you didn't have to mean the words, they just had to believe them.
[fuck]
12:00 a.m.
The real Steven Hyde was blindfolded, bound, and his mouth taped with universal
duct tape in an unknown location. He was used to the hunger pains, that must have been
what all those years were for living with his Mother were all for. His tears stuck to the handkerchief/blindfold.
Who was that guy? He looked just like him.
What was he doing to them?
Could he possibly have a twin brother?
He didn't want to look deep inside of his soul for the answers to this.
His eyes burnt from the dust and his tears. What was he going to do Jackie? Donna?
Forman? Kelso? Fez?
What about Mr. and Mrs. Forman?
If he was in here blindfolded, with his arms and legs tied with rope and his mouth shut with duct tape, they
were all in danger and there was nothing he could do about it.
He just hoped that they could figure out something was wrong before it was too late.
"Hello, Me."
Hyde refused to scream through the tape and even after it was ripped off.
"I thought you'd be hungry, so I brought you something from Fatso Burger." The
doppelganger sat next to him and broke off a piece of hamburger, he was going to treat
Hyde like the dog he believed him to be, "Nope, not yet, boy." He tasseled Hyde's hair,
"You better be good, if you want your friends to live…..especially Jackie….she's
pretty…she's annoying, but the way she kisses a man, I can see why you love her…..
You know I fucked her right? Oops, better not try to bite me, you won't get any food, and
I was so nice buying it and all," he took a sip from the plastic cup of soda, "root
beer."
The twin laid next to him and kissed him on the cheek.
"Not going to talk during our special bonding time? You know what, it is going to be a
pleasure to get to know each and everyone of your friends."
12:30 a.m.
"That Steven is so wonderful!" Kitty exclaimed as she dotted on her night cream.
"Kitty, can you turn off the light? I'd like to go to bed sometime this century."
Bob and Midge wouldn't leave the house and kept them up for hours playing cards on a
weekday. It was going to mess with Red's schedule for tomorrow, or he should have said
today.
"When I'm done putting on my face cream."
"What did he do?"
"He gave me his whole paycheck today. He told me he didn't need it. Steven must have
overheard us talking about the plumbing."
"I'll do what I always do, put it in his account at the bank."
Kitty was right, he certainly was "a keeper", well minus his habit of smoking those kinds
of cigarettes, he just wished that Eric would make such an offer with his paycheck, instead of
wasting his teenage money on the red-haired neighbor girl and dolls. Sometimes in Red's
eyes Eric could be one very selfish and ungrateful son indeed.
Sure, Steven was rough around the edges, but it certainly wouldn't kill Eric to be more like
him.
1:00 a.m.
The doppelganger returned home.
All of the lights were off except for Kitty's strategically placed night lights and the light above the garage.
Everyone was here and snug in their beds. He could go upstairs and kill them all, they'd never know what hit
them.
It wasn't the time.
He sat in the white chair in the dark, thinking who of should be first in his little game of
human chess. Who could he do away with first that wouldn't rise up their suspicions? He cracked his knuckles as
he grabbed the bag of candy that was on the spool table. He undid the silver wrapper and put the mini
chocolate square in his mouth. The answer was pretty clear. The twin smiled as he took another piece of candy
out of the bag.
"Bye, bye, Fez...I said goodbye."