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Author's Note: Hello everyone! Sorry for not updating yesterday but I think I'm not going to be updating on Sundays. It'll give me a chance to catch up with my writings and you guys can catch up on your reading here. But every other day will be a new chapter! Promise! Thanks for all the reviews! They've really made me smile. I am so glad you guys are enjoying it! After this chapter this are gonna start getting good! So without further ado. Enjoy!

Jackie made her way to the sliding door of the Forman kitchen, feeling slightly upset. How could Donna not know that about gray hairs? Had she learned nothing from her? Seriously Donna knew nothing about beauty. And she was supposed to be the smart one?

Jackie shook her head in disappointment before sliding open the door and stepping inside the warm kitchen. Her spirits were lifted abit higher when she saw someone standing by the swinging door, peeking out into the living room. They did look pretty funny, appearing to be watching out for someone.

With a small smile on her lips Jackie quietly walked over and snuck up behind the 'spy.'

"Hi Mr. Forman!" she practically shouted.

Jackie's greeting startled Red, causing him to jump back a bit. When he looked over and saw the giggling brunette, he sighed a heavy sigh as he glared at her.

"What the hell are trying to do? Give me another heart attack for Christmas?" he asked placing his hand over his heart to add a bit more drama.

"Sorry, Mr. Forman." Jackie apologized with her smile still in its place. She knew he was only giving her a hard time, "Who're you hiding from?"

"Kitty."

Jackie frowned as she watched Red go back to his position from before, "I thought the menopause was gone."

"It still has those surprise visits." Red muttered, "Sometimes I don't think it'll ever go away."

"What?" Jackie asked sounding very confused.

"Never mind." Red replied as he waved his hand at her, "That's not the reason I'm hiding. I need to hide her present…"

"Ooh what did you get her?" Jackie questioned, excitedly.

"None of your business." Came Red's reply along with his narrowed eyes.

Jackie tilted her head slightly, "That bad, huh?"

Red frowned, with frustration, "Do you want to know what's going on or not?"

Jackie thought over his words for a few seconds. She did have some free time.

"Yeah, ok." She nodded with a shrug.

Red sighed before explaining, "I need to hide Kitty's gift in a place she never looks and never will look."

"So?" Jackie didn't exactly see what was so complicated.

"So, Kitty practically looks everywhere in this house when she's cleaning. There are only a few places that she leaves alone."

"So hide it there."

Red shook his head, if only it were that easy. "She may leave those places alone on any other day, except for the days close to Christmas." Seeing Jackie's confused expression, Red continued, "Kitty may tell you kids that Christmas is about Jesus, family, how it's better to give then to receive and all that other crap; but she's as bad as you kids when it comes to looking for her presents."

"Really?"

"She puts in as much effort as the foreign kid does for those damn chocolate eggs."

"I don't believe it." Jackie said as she smiled and shook her head in disbelief, "Has she ever found them?"

Red nodded. "I had to keep finding new places every year. But for the past four years, I had the perfect spot. She hadn't found them, until last year."

"Where did you hide them?"

"Down in the basement."

"You…you did?" she asked slightly beginning to panic, "Did you…notice anything."

"You're damn right I did." Red answered.

Jackie felt her heart rate speed up. Although, she wasn't exactly sure why. After all whatever Red found down there could be pinned on Hyde and the rest of the guys. Not her, even though she had been part of the many circles.

"You kids have a bunch of junk down there."

Jackie sighed a sigh of relief, causing Red to frown at her. Luckily she noticed and tried to recover, "Um yeah we do. So where are you gonna hide Mrs. Forman's gift this year?"

"I was thinking the attic…" Red began to say.

"You guys have an attic?"

"No one ever goes up there." Red told her before getting back to what was important, "But I can't go up to the attic because Kitty's upstairs. I need someone else to go up there and hide it."

Jackie nodded in agreement until she noticed that Red was talking about her.

"No, not me, Mr. Forman! I don't do attics!" Jackie explained as she waved her arms slightly, "Why can't you do it? You can just say you're up there getting some Christmas decor….I heard it!" she exclaimed as she realized how wrong that sentence sounded.

"Jackie, I just need you to go up there and hide the gift in one of the boxes." Red explained, "I'll distract Kitty while you're up there."

"But why do I have to do it?" Jackie asked with her arms crossed and her famous pout.

"Because I said so." Red firmly said to her.

"That's not what I want to hear." Jackie said as she frowned and shook her head.

"Jackie," Red warned, "I am not saying it."

"Fine." She shrugged, "Then I won't go to the attic to hide Mrs. Forman's gift."

Red sighed, now he knew he was going to have to say it.

"Because you're my favorite." He grumbled

Jackie's frown disappeared and she uncrossed her arms, "I love you too, Mr. Forman." She said to Red before kissing him on the cheek and then walking out to the living room with Kitty's gift in her hands.

Red shook his head with a deep scowl on his face, "This better work."

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Back upstairs in the attic, Hyde was still stranded.

He had tried to come up with some way to get out of there. Banging on the door of the attic, for almost half an hour didn't do any good.

Then he thought about somehow making a hole in the floor and then climbing out through there. But then he quickly thought of Red and the foot in the ass he would get from him. There had to be another way out.

There was. A window. A very small window; so small that he doubted Jackie could fit through it. Hyde knew he could've thrown something at it. Breaking a window would get him in less trouble than breaking the ceiling.

However the window was facing the Pinciotti's old house. Eric was still by the mailbox with Donna, Hyde assumed. Kelso and Fez well who knew where they were. And neither Kitty nor Red had been out in the driveway.

No one had been out there except for one person. Jackie.

She had been out there for only a few seconds before she went into the kitchen. Now Hyde was desperate, but he wasn't that desperate. He did not want Jackie to come to his rescue. He could only imagine the burns that would follow that.

So Hyde decided to just wait it out. Mrs. Forman had to come back and get him. He was the favorite of the family.

As he waited Hyde had stayed near the back of the attic—behind the wall of boxes—where most of the other boxes were. For some reason it was warmer on that side. He made himself comfortable in the cocoon of boxes and after playing and then breaking an old paddle ball game, he fell asleep.

He was so deep in his sleep that, he didn't hear the sound of the ladder unfolding and the voices talking right below him.

"Alright Jackie, just get up there, find an old box, and put the gift in there and close the box up." Red instructed as he handed the wrapped up box to the tiny brunette, "But don't forget what the box was labeled so you can tell me. And remember it has to be somewhere Kitty won't look."

Jackie looked up at the older man with a frown on her face, "Did you get her pots and pans? Cause that's what it feels like and I don't think Mrs. Forman will be too happy about that."

Red frowned his own frown at Jackie as she continued to examine the box. It wasn't a very big box but it wasn't small either. It was nicely wrapped as if he'd gotten the people at the store to wrap it. And it was pretty heavy.

"Would you just get up there." Red ordered more than suggested.

"Ok, fine." Jackie agreed as she and Kitty's gift slowly made their way up the ladder, "But your favorite better be getting something a lot better."

Red shook his head as Jackie continued her journey, he couldn't wait until she got all the way up there.

Up in the attic, the noise of something rustling woke Hyde from his dream. He quickly looked around but saw nothing but boxes and various other old items; but nothing that would make any noise.

His first thought was that there was some sort of an animal up there with him. Remembering Kelso's whole Ninja Raccoon story, Hyde prepared himself. He grabbed an old table lamp and held it over his shoulder as if it were a baseball bat.

His eyes scanned the floor as he carefully took a few steps forward.

Meanwhile a few feet away Jackie was looking for a box to hide the gift in. Her back was given to Hyde as her attention stayed on finding the perfect hiding place. The first few boxes that were closest to the exit were no good because they had been taped up. So Jackie was forced to go deeper into the attic.

Hyde and Jackie practically passed each other. If they had been paying attention to their surrounding and not a gift or a Ninja Raccoon, they would have seen each other. But they didn't.

At last she found a box that would do the trick. It was labeled, 'Grandma Forman's Things.' Kitty would never look through her mother-in-laws things; she probably did her best to forget about the old bat.

As Jackie opened the box and began to put Kitty's gift inside she realized she had to take a few things out. And so carefully she began taking out a bunch of old lady clothes and putting them on the floor.

It was then that she heard a loud slam.

Quickly she spun her head around to see that the attic door had been shut.

Hyde had heard the noise as well. He hurried over to the door, forgetting about the Ninja Raccoon, hoping that someone had opened the exit. He froze when he saw the familiar brunette standing by the closed opening, looking slightly panicked.

"No, no, no." she said as she shook her head and knelt down to the door in the floor, "I can't be up here. There's dust up here! Burkhart's and dust don't mix! Our stuff doesn't even make dust!"

A few feet away, Hyde came out from behind some of the boxes.

"Could this get any worse?" he asks with a shake of his head.

Jackie whipped her head around and saw the Zen face of her ex-boyfriend. Her eyes became wide as she stared at him for a few more seconds before turning her attention back to the floor.

She banged her fist on the door several times, "Mr. Forman this is no way to treat your favorite!"

Author's Note: There it is Chapter 7 of "Stuck with You" Hope you liked!

Today's song title was chosen because almost all day today and last night I was busy putting more decorations in and out of the house. But I didn't get locked in the attic, don't worry lol.

Until next time, thanks for reading, hope you liked, please review and lemme know what you think, stay tuned, take care, have a nice day and remember only 18 more days till Christmas!