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Author's Note: Hello everyone! How are you all doing? Hope everything is going great for you all. Well after over a year of saying I was going to write a RK oneshot here it is1 Well sorta. See I started writing this one and guess what. It started getting way too long. So I decided it would be better to split it up into three parts. If you've read my story 'Then They Do' you'll be familiar with the format, if not no worries, no need to read that one, just know that the story will be in three parts, the first part with the opening and the setting up of the flashback, the second part being the flashback (and probably the best part), and then the end with the closing of the story after the flashback. Hope everyone is okay with the format. I really wish I could have posted the whole thing as one part but it would have been way too long and I couldn't bare to cut anything out. Um What else….Oh right well like I said this is a flashback story, flashback taking place in the next chapter, but this flashback is actually based on a story Kitty tells Eric in season three's 'Radio Daze' You could go watch it if you like before you read but it's not a must. I really do hope you all enjoy this story and I'm sorry for the shortness of this first chapter, I promise it gets better! Big thanks to those on That '70s Fanfic board for their input and big thank you to Marla's Lost once again You're awesome Marla! Well this AN is getting really long so I'll stop here. I hope you all enjoy, please review if you can, it would mean so very much, and please Enjoy!

Sitting on her living room couch Kitty Forman was enjoying having the house to herself. And even though she always believed a full house was a happy house, she was starting to see why her husband always wanted to have the house kid free. Though being the mother she was, Kitty was happy knowing that her house would be full again in just a few hours but for now she'd enjoy the peacefulness.

She had nothing to worry about. Dinner was done, the dishes and kitchen had been cleaned up and she knew where almost each of her babies were. Laurie was out with a girlfriend from school, what they were doing she didn't know and didn't want to know. Eric had gone to talk to Donna at the radio station. Steven, though he was living with Bud, had been sweet enough to inform her that he was going with Michael to Leo's house. And Red, though he wasn't one of her little babies, she knew the second he'd marched out of the kitchen at dinner he'd gone off to go do the right thing.

"Alright Kitty, I did it. I got Earl his damn job back and he put us back on his stupid Christmas card list." Red announced as he abruptly walked into the living room, pointing a shaking index finger at his wife who was looking up at him, "And I hope you're happy because those damn cards are counting as part of my Christmas gift to you for the next three years."

Kitty giggled lightly before asking, "Did you really get Earl his job back at Fatso Burger?"

"Yeah…I'm gonna miss eating there." he said in a somber like tone.

"Oh Red, I'm sure after the way you helped him out, Earl would be thrilled to see you over at Fatso Burger again."

Red scowled as he looked down at his wife, "I don't give a crap about the way Earl feels. I'm not eating there again because I don't want to pay good money for a burger that taste like a burnt boot."

"Well I think you did a very nice thing, helping Earl get his job back, Red." Kitty shared sweetly, "And I bet your tummy's not hurting you anymore is it?"

Instead of giving a worded reply, Red grunted in response as he settled himself on the sofa beside his wife, the sound of her girlish laugh filling his ears. It was after her laughter had died down a little that Red noticed she had been sitting in room alone—not one dumbass insight, something very rare in this house—with the television off and not a magazine or book or needlepoint in her hands. That wasn't very like her either.

"What're you doing in here by yourself?" he asked but then suddenly recalled one of the reasons that usually led to Kitty needing some time alone; he heaved out a sigh and got ready to stand up from his seat, "Alright which one of dumbasses was it and what did they do?"

She shook her head, fighting back another giggle, "Nobody did anything, Red. I was just sitting here, thinking."

"About?" Red questioned, half of him curious and the other half afraid that it was some kind of trap.

"Just things. Small things." Kitty explained to her husband, "Things that happened today. Like Eric calling you 'cool.'"

"What? Why?" an appalled Red asked, already fearing the worst and thinking about all of the stunts he'd pulled back in the day with his buddy Frank that could now be coming back to bite him in the ass, "What did you tell him?"

Kitty gave a small giggle when she caught the expression of anger, mixed with worry, and a dash of fear on her husband's face "Oh relax, Red. I just told him the story of how you punched out that doctor at the hospital back before we were married."

"Oh." He said, sounding relieved before letting a faint smirk break out on his lips, "Yeah, that was pretty cool."

Red released an amused chortle as he thought back to the incident that had happened several years ago. However as soon as he caught the disapproving look his wife was sending his way, his chuckling stopped and his smirk faded from his face.

"That was not cool, Red. Honestly, I don't see how either of you could find you knocking some poor man to the ground so cool." Kitty protested with a shake of her head, "It was just…embarrassing and nothing else."

"Come on now Kitty, you expect me to believe that after all these years you still find that incident so humiliating?" Red asked, obviously not understanding how his wife could still find something, that happened over twenty years ago, so mortifying.

She responded with a firm nod of her head, "Yes, I do. Because it was."

"Kitty," Red started to say, holding in the urge to roll his eyes, "if thinking about what happened that day only makes you mad and embarrassed you must be forgetting some of the details from it.'

"I am not forgetting any details." She argued and just as Red was about to say something she spoke again, already knowing what his words would be, "And I am not mixing anything up either. I remember that day perfectly well."

A challenging expression appeared on Red's face as he eyed her, "Oh really?"

"Really." She answered before going on to prove her point by recounting the event from that day, the way she remembered it happening, the way she knew it had happened.

"It was 1953, you had just returned home from the war and I had just started working at the hospital. I was working the afternoon shift and was waiting to get out because we had a date that night…" Kitty explained, painting the picture of the setting that immediately took she and her husband back to that day in 1953, almost like some sort of time machine.

Author's Note: So…what do you think? Yay? Nay? Are you clapping? Are you throwing tomatoes? Should I continue? Should I delete and forget doing anymore RK stories? Please lemme know in a review!

Again I apologize for the shortness of the chapter but really it gets better in the next chapter! Longer too! I'll tr to post it up in the next few days as long as you all wan me too that is :D

Until next time, thanks for reading, hope you liked, please review and lemme know what you think, stay tuned, take care, see ou next time, and have a nice day!