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Author's Note: Hi everyone! Sorry but today, unlike yesterday I've got a few announcements to make…well not really but I do have something to say in this authors note. First off, Thanks to everyone who is supporting this story by reading and reviewing and alerting and favoriting. Secondly, I am not absolutely sure I'll be posting this Friday. I've been feeling under the weather these past two days and haven't done much writing. But today even though I still feel a little sick, I told myself I was done being sick and had to move, but I'm not sure I'll be able to finish in time for Friday. If I don't I will post on Sunday.
Also quick little random note. Since I stayed home from school today to rest, I tuned into the Hallmark channel for some Christmas movies and I saw "The Christmas Gift" with John Denver and to my surprise Kurtwood Smith. He looked pretty young but still looked like him. It's a cute movie if you ever get the chance to watch it.
Ok enough with the author's note. Just one more quick thank you to my readers and reviews and alerters and favoriters, you guys are great! Enjoy!
The large green van pulled up to the Forman driveway. Once the van came to a complete stop, the driver door burst open and Kelso jumped out, holding a plastic bag.
"He's out there! I saw him!" he exclaimed as he walked over to where his trap was set up, "You saw the Ninja Raccoon, right Fez?"
As Kelso checked to make sure that the trap hadn't been moved, the passenger door opened and an upset looking Fez emerged from the vehicle.
"No, I did not see the Ninja Raccoon." Fez said with a frown on his face, "I was too busy watching my cup of deliciously hot coffee spill over me when you almost flipped us over!"
"I was trying to save us from the Ninja Raccoon!"
"I do not care." Fez huffed as he crossed his arms over his chest, "Poor Little Fez is in pain. Lots of pain. It's like the Playboy calendar all over again."
Suddenly the anger that each of them men was feeling disappeared and big dopey grins took their places on their faces.
"Remember Miss. October?" Kelso asked grinned largely as he continued to look spaced out.
"Ah yes." Fez's smile grew, "All those Snickers."
Fez sighed happily causing Kelso to turn and give his foreign friend a confused look. Fez never noticed, he was too busy being lost in his thoughts. And after a few seconds of thinking about what could possibly be going on in Fez's head, Kelso got the idea. His grin then reappeared and the two men looked at each other and nodded.
"Oh hey!" Kelso loudly said, "We better set up this stuff before the Ninja Raccoon gets here."
Fez nodded, "Right, because he can read your license plate and track us down right?"
Kelso looked up from the bag he held in his hand and frowned, "Fez man, Ninja Raccoons aren't that smart. They can't read!"
"Those poor dumb bastards." Fez shook his head.
"Yeah," Kelso agreed, "I mean how hard is it to pronounce 59YJA?"
Kelso had pronounced what was on his license plate the way he saw it, as if it were one word.
"Don't you mean 59YJA?" Fez asked with a small frown as he repeated the 'word' only adding more essence on the 'y' and 'j.'
Kelso laughed and shook his head, "Fez, you crack me up. This word is in English and I'm the English guy; so I think I know what the correct way to pronounce the word is."
"Oh yeah?" Fez asked raising his chin up slightly and crossing his arms, "Then why did you fail English our senior year?"
"Cause the teacher was a guy!" Kelso reminded quite loudly, "I wasn't gonna sleep with him."
"Well then how come I got a 'B+' in the class?"
"Cause Mr. Thomson wanted you as his gay lover." Kelso teased with a large grin before lifting up his index finger, "Burn!"
Fez glared at his laughing friend before responding to his comment.
"Oh yeah?" Fez asked, "Then it looks like not everybody thinks you are man pretty. Ah right back at you burn!"
Kelso immediately stopped his laughing and stared at his friend. Fez soon did the same and the men began a glaring contest against the other.
For quite a few minutes, Fez and Kelso stood in front of each other with their arms crossed as they shot the other a death glare. Then all of a sudden their glares eased and smiles slowly spread over their lips and before either of them knew it, they had embraced in a 'manly' hug.
"That was a very good burn." Fez complimented as the hug came to an end.
"Thanks." Kelso grinned and shrugged, "So was yours."
"I learned from the best."
"Aw Fez!" Kelso said bashfully and Fez just smiled even bigger, "You know, we shouldn't be fighting. It's Christmas, a time for forgiveness."
"And happiness." Fez added.
Kelso nodded "And Ninja Raccoon hunting."
"And looking for hidden presents!" Fez excitedly reminded.
"Oh yeah!" Kelso yelled out in his own excitement, "As soon as we catch this little guy, we gotta look for those things!"
"Yeah!" Fez agreed punching his fist in the air.
Kelso continued to grin and placed his arm on his friends shoulder, "But first Little Buddy, let's blow up some Ninja Raccoon ass!"
"Right-o Skipper!" Fez happily agreed as he led the way over to where the set up trap was waiting.
Kelso stayed behind as he watched in amusement as Fez made his way to the box. Fez's walk had an extra wobble to it and it didn't help that his pants had a big wet spot right in the middle. Kelso snickered not so softly causing Fez to swiftly turn around.
"What is so funny?"
Kelso could not longer hold it in any longer and began laughing, "You look like you peed your pants!" his laughter than got even louder.
Fez frowned and breathed heavily. Kelso was the reason his pants were like this and he was laughing?!
"Yeah well you look like…" he struggled for a comeback for a few seconds, "You hit a plastic bag!"
"Ah!" Kelso shouted out loud in surprise "I hit a Ninja Raccoon!"
"There is no Ninja Raccoon!" Fez yelled back.
"Alright Fez, I don't have time for your nonbelievingness." Kelso shook his head as he continued to scowl at his best friend, "I don't want your help anymore!"
"Fine." Fez huffed, "I don't want to give you my help anymore!"
"Fine!" Kelso shouted back as he headed back to his trap.
"Fine!"
"Fine!"
"Good day!" Fez angrily said as he lifted his hand in the air.
"Fine!" was all Kelso said.
"I said good day!" Fez called out before turning his back.
"Fine!"
"I said good day!" Fez reminded, he wanted to have the last word. He always had the last word after saying 'good day.'
"Fine!" Kelso repeated now sounding very annoyed.
"I said good day!"
"FINE!"
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Over in the front of the Forman house, Eric continued to sit by the mailbox. This time he wasn't alone. Donna had gotten a chair from the back porch and pulled it over to Eric's side.
The young couple sat in silence. Donna clung onto her jacket hoping to get some more warmth from it. As she did so she looked over at Eric who kept his eyes on the metal mailbox. He looked so concentrated on it, it was almost scary.
"Eric?" Donna called out.
"Sh, Donna. I'm in the middle of something." He replied, his eyes never leaving the mailbox. "My grades are in there. My grades are in there. My grades are in there."
After repeating those five words a few more times, Eric leaned over and opened up the metal box in hopes that his Jedi mind trick had worked.
"Damn it!" he exclaimed when he saw there was nothing inside the box.
Donna rolled her eyes as she ran her hands up and down her arms.
"Eric, can we go inside for a little bit?"
"A little bit?" Eric scoffed, "Donna do you know how much can happen in a little bit?"
"A little bit?" Donna guessed with a small frown.
"A lot Donna. A lot can happen in a little bit." Eric informed in a serious tone, "The mailman could drive by and think 'Oh it looks like no one's home. I guess I can just wait until after the holidays to deliver the mail.' And then he'll drive away because we went inside for a little bit."
"Eric, there are like three different cars in your parents driveway. I'm pretty sure the mailman would realize someone's home."
Eric shook his head, "I'm not taking that chance, Donna."
Donna rolled her eyes, this was getting ridiculous, "Eric, come on. It's cold. I'm cold. You're cold. Let's go inside and warm up."
"You really think that we'll warm up in there?" Eric asked.
"Yeah, it's been proven by scientist." Donna answered sarcastically, "You see houses have heaters. And heaters warm up the house by making heat. This heat warms a person up when they go into a house…"
"That's not the only way to warm up, you know." Eric said raising an eyebrow.
Donna couldn't help but smile, "What do you mean?"
A smirk appeared on Eric's lips, "Let's just say I know a way to warm both of us up and we don't have to take one foot inside the house."
"How?" Donna asked as her smile grew bigger. She had one idea that would keep them warm out here and she hoped Eric had the same.
"Close your eyes."
Donna did as she was told and continued to smile.
"Now imagine yourself somewhere nice and warm." Eric went on.
"What?!"
Donna's eyes flew open and she turned to look at Eric who was leaning back in his chair with his own eyes closed.
"Imagine yourself somewhere nice and warm." Eric repeated, "Like a beach in Hawaii, with the hot sand and the cool water making big waves. And the sun is bright and hot as it hits your skin. Can you feel the heat Donna?"
Donna glared at her boyfriend as anger burned in her eyes.
"Yeah, I can."
"Good." Eric smiled with his eyes still closed, the suddenly he began to sing "Mele Kalikimaka is the thing to say on a bright Hawaiian Christmas Day…"
Donna watched his for a few more seconds before giving one final eye roll and walking away as Eric continued to be in warm happy place.
"Mele Kalikimaka is Hawaii's way to say Merry Christmas to you"
Author's Note: Here you go Chapter 9 of "Stuck with You" Hope you liked!
Today's song was picked because Eric sang it in today's chapter and I was feeling too sick to think of another song.
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 16 more days till Christmas!