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Author's Note: Hello everyone! How are you? Hope you're doing well and are having a good week, mine's been a bit hectic so I had to post this chapter a little later than I had liked, but I was also waiting to see if I heard from some other readers who said they'd be reading. Didn't get to hear from everyone but those of you who did get to read and took the time to leave such sweet and supportive reviews—thank you! I'm really so happy that you all are looking forward to reading more of this story. Today I have for you the second chapter and it's one I hope you all like. :) Gonna make this a short message because I am really so tired and just want to sleep, but I also wanted to update this—updating won in the end it seems lol. Oh and please check out the bottom AN for something I'm kinda needing help with in regards to the story, thank you! Thanks so much for stopping by to reading, I really hope you enjoy the chapter, please if you have the chance remember to review I would really love to hear your thoughts, I hope you like, and as always, please, Enjoy!
"Red, we are not breaking Steven's car window." Kitty told her husband.
It was the morning after Hyde's prank had occurred and Red was still upset over the whole ordeal. It didn't help that Hyde had yet to apologize to Kitty, but to be fair it was too early in the morning for either of their sons to be up. This was the time of the day when the couple was given the chance to spend some time with only the two of them, just enjoying the other's presence. Kitty was standing at the stove, flipping pancakes, while Red sat at the table trying to come up with a way to get back at their adopted son.
"You're right, we're not." agreed Red, before a smirk crawled onto his lips, "We're just gonna use a few pieces of broken glass to make it look like the window's broken. It'll scare the crap out of the dumbass!"
An evil laugh came from Red as the thought of the kind of reaction Steven might have to seeing this prank. Meanwhile, Kitty did not find the idea all that amusing and she looked over at her chuckling husband with a frown on her face while she shook her head in a negative motion.
"No." she said firmly causing Red's laughter to stop, though the look of determination he wore, stayed in place.
Just before Red could say anything else, the kitchen's glass door slid open and in walked the smiling, petite, brunette known as Jackie Burkhart.
"Hi, Mr. and Mrs. Forman." She greeted the couple happily.
While Red grumbled his own greeting, Kitty smiled back at Jackie with her own beaming grin. She was happy to not only have another mouth to feed in her house, but she was hoping that having Jackie here would keep Red from plotting against their adopted son—at least out loud.
Kitty practically pushed Jackie into the middle seat at the table before asking, "Jackie, honey, would you like some pancakes?"
"Sure." The younger girls nodded and Kitty went straight to filling the plate in front of Jackie with breakfast food; "You know, Mrs. Forman you make some of the best pancakes I've ever had. Sometimes I wish my mom could make pancakes like you. But then I figure if my mom could make pancakes it would probably mean we wouldn't have had any cooks and if we didn't have any cooks it probably means we aren't rich. And I liked being rich more than eating pancakes."
"Well…thank you, Jackie. I think," replied a nervous Kitty and Jackie only nodded before cutting into her pancakes, "You know the recipe actually came from my grandmother who…"
"Kitty, enough with the damn pancake talk." Red interrupted his wife's story before it could even begin, "We need to figure out what we're going to do about this."
Jackie's eyebrows crinkled lightly, she was suddenly more curious about what Red had to say than what Kitty's story contained, "Do about what? What's going on?"
"Nothing." Kitty was quick to reply, sending a sharp look at her husband then smiling back at Jackie as she continued with her story, "As I was saying, the recipe came from my grandmother on my father's side. She was a Swedish woman with a very heavy accent but she made some of the best food…"
"Your boyfriend tried to drown Kitty last night."
Red's revelation had Jackie's eyes nearly popping out her head. She was so shocked by what was said that she forgot her manners—and apparently how to swallow—that she shouted, with a mouth full of chewed pancake, "What?!"
"He did no such thing." Kitty tried to calm the young girl down by touching her shoulder with her own right hand and waving her left in the air, "Red is just overreacting."
"And you're under reacting," shot out a scowling Red, "Kitty, if I had pulled a stunt like that on you, you would've kicked me out of the house and had me sleeping in the garage."
Kitty nodded her head, "That's right, because you're not supposed to prank your wife."
"But it's okay to prank the woman who's practically raised you?" Red asked with his eyebrows raised up in a challenging fashion.
The question caused Kitty's shoulders to slump and her face to show her true feelings which seemed to be a mix of worry and sadness. The same question helped Jackie put the pieces together of what the Formans were talking about. There were still a few pieces to the puzzle that were missing but she could make out the big picture and it surprised her.
"Mrs. Forman, Steven pranked you?" Jackie asked in disbelief.
"It was…it was just a small prank." Kitty quickly answered, pushing her smile back onto her face and anxiously gathering unused dishes from the table to take to the sink.
"It doesn't matter if it was a small prank or not, Kitty. The boy shouldn't have pranked you." Red continued to argue, "You're the adult and he's the kid. Kids aren't supposed to prank adults and if they do there no way they get away with it!"
Jackie frowned at hearing this, though she couldn't figure out why Steven would prank Mrs. Forman, she knew he wouldn't like being called a kid. "Mr. Forman, Steven's not a kid."
"He sure as hell is acting like one by pulling that prank on Kitty." Red barked back as he stood up from his seat and walked over to where his wife was standing at the sink, "Look Kitty, we took that boy into our home and we've treated him like one of our own. He should have as much respect for us as our own children do. I thought he did. But you don't go around pranking people you respect and Steven needs to learn that."
"Uh huh." Kitty nodded to show her agreement, though her tone of voice told things differently, "And you want to teach Steven this lesson of not pranking people by pranking him?"
"Exactly." He nodded and then added with a frown, "I don't have to respect him."
The words said by Red caused Kitty to sigh and roll her eyes. She even remained looking off to the side for several moments before she found her voice.
"Red, we are not pranking Steven." She said firmly, now looking straight at her husband, "Besides I'm sure he feels bad enough after the way you yelled at him last night."
"Bad enough isn't good enough. I want him feeling so guilty that he comes to me, begging me to stick my foot up his ass!" declared Red.
Kitty looked up at him, blinking her eyes rapidly, before she, "I just…I don't see that happening, honey."
"Then we'll have to prank him." Red concluded with a nonchalant shoulder shrug.
"Red, you…"Kitty started to say, placing her left hand on his chest in hopes to calm him down, however when she caught a glimpse of her watch, her voice changing to a more rushed one and she removed her palm, "Oh, you better get going back to work. You told me Mr. Langston was planning on stopping by the shop at when it opens and it's already nine fifteen."
"What?" Red scowled and lifted his right arm only to find he must have left his watch in their bedroom but if he was already running late he couldn't run up to get it; he'd have to go by his wife's time, "Crap. Fine. But this isn't over!" he reminded with a finger aimed at Kitty.
She smiled at him, "I love you too, honey."
Red leaned down and gave Kitty a quick goodbye kiss before leaving out to his parked car in the driveway as Kitty waved her hand behind him.
Continuing to sit her seat, Jackie was still trying to wrap her head around the things she'd just heard, "Mrs. Forman, I don't believe it."
"I know," nodded Kitty as she poured herself a cup of coffee, "It wasn't my best performance but at least it got him out of the house."
The brunette shook her head, "No, I mean about Steven pranking you." she said, her tone of voice showing her disbelief, "I just…I can't believe it! And you don't even want to prank him back. That's…"
"Oh I'm pranking him back." Kitty informed as she sat down in the seat previously taken by her husband.
Jackie's scowl deepened when heard this, "But you told Mr. Forman you weren't gonna prank Steven."
"No, no, no." the older woman protested, with an open palm coming up a bit in a halting motion, "I said we weren't going to prank Steven. I'm doing this on my own."
Part of Jackie could understand where Kitty was coming from, the other part of her couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you want Mr. Forman's help?"
"Well as much as I love Red dearly, his pranks can get a bit…extreme." informed Kitty after taking a few minutes to find the right word; even then she wasn't sure if she'd chosen the right word to describe Red's pranks, there might be only one way to do it. "Once, years before the kids were born, Red and his friend Frank pulled a prank on a whole restaurant. They took the 'W' and 'O' off of the Women's restroom door and moved it onto the door of the men's restroom. It was a mess. In fact I'm sure they're the reason restrooms now have the nameplates with the whole words on them instead of the removable letters."
At first Jackie was surprised to hear how much Red's prank sounded like something Michael would do, but her mind soon shifted to something of more importance. "Do you know how you're gonna prank back Steven?"
"Well no, not yet…"the mother figure said sounding uncertain.
Jackie sat up straighter in her seat and her eyes appeared to shine with excitement as she reached out to put her hand on Kitty's arm, "Can I help you?"
"Oh Jackie, sweetie," Kitty smiled and patted the younger girl's hand, "that's very sweet but I don't wanna put you in the middle of things."
"No, Mrs. Forman, I wouldn't be in the middle of things. In fact I think I should be the one to help you prank Steven," reasoned Jackie, although by the puzzled look Kitty was giving her Jackie could till she needed further explain. "If Steven pranked you that means he's pranking the people he loves. I could be next on his list! I need to prank him before he pranks me!"
"Well…I suppose that is true." Kitty sounded a little more than hesitant, "And it would be sort of nice to have a little help."
"Yay!" Jackie cheered, giving an excited hand clap, "Thank you, Mrs. Forman! You won't regret this. I went out with Michael for years and he was always pulling pranks so I know a lot of them. I even thought of some we could use on Steven!"
This was a surprise but since Kitty had no ideas of her own she was opened to hearing others, "Oh? What are they?"
"What if," Jackie started, pressing her palms on the table top, "we get a quarter and color its edges with a pencil. Then we give the quarter to Steven and bet him that he can't roll it down his face in a straight line. Then he'll do it and it'll leave him with a long gray line in the middle of his face!"
Kitty released a nervous giggle, "That's a good one, Jackie, but…but I think we need something a little bigger."
"Right, bigger," repeated Jackie as she nodded her head and tried to think of a bigger, better prank, "Oh I know! What if we put hot sauce in his mouth while he's sleeping? And then when he wakes up from the hot sauce instead of giving him water to wash it down we give him something that'll make it worse like…orange juice or something!"
While Jackie grinned largely because she was sure her new prank was now not only bigger but better, Kitty looked a little more frightened than anything.
"Oh dear," was all she could say as she anxiously looked around the room, realizing just what she'd gotten herself into.
Author's Note: So what did you think? Good? Bad? A mix of the two?
I really hope you all enjoyed this second chapter, I'm hoping that the next chapter will be updated sooner but it kinda depends on things here and in real life, cuz you know how that likes to get in the way.
Oh and I'm looking for any ideas of pranks that you all think Kitty and Jackie could pull on Hyde. I have one in mind already but I love hearing from readers and having readers involved in my writing. Of course if I use you idea you'll get full credit. It doesn't have to be a very big prank, maybe you've played a really good prank on someone—Feel free to share your story!
Until next time, thanks for reading, hope you liked, please review and lemme know what you think, stay tuned, take care, and have a nice day!