Author's Note: First and foremost, I WILL be writing the FULL episodes; that includes anything involving Kelso, Fez, Eric, and Donna, even if nothing involving their story lines has changed. I will also be adding moments of my own. So, if you don't want to read the whole episode, just skim to the Jackie/Hyde moments or something.

Secondly, there WILL be Jackie/Hyde 'funtime' in this story, hence the rating. I will be putting a line break between M-rated stuff because I'm trying to keep this story more like the TV Show and obviously it won't show anything on TV. The lines breaks are also there so anyone who is uncomfortable with this stuff can easily skip it.

Third, Circle Time will be written like a TV script because, to me at least, it's easier to follow and much funnier.

Disclaimer: That '70s Show is an American television period sitcom that originally aired on Fox from August 23, 1998, to May 18, 2006. The series focused on the lives of a group of teenage friends living in the fictional suburban town of Point Place, Wisconsin, from May 17, 1976, to December 31, 1979. The only thing I own in this story is the slightly changed plot line.

Eric Forman stared at his years-long best friend blankly; Hyde stared back, expression just as blank, but with amused eyes. Kelso hovered behind Hyde, staring determinedly at Eric, mouth hanging open in that goofy way of his.

Donna sat in the lawn chair beside the couch, leaning forward, mouth twitching in an effort to keep from giggling.

"Eric, it is time," Hyde said dramatically, the amusement in his eyes intensifying.

"Why don't you do it?" Eric questioned immediately after Hyde spoke, the blank look in his eyes shifting to worry.

"It's your house," Hyde fired back calmly, folding his hands.

"You're house," Kelso echoed just as Hyde finished, shaking his head dramatically.

"Listen to them up there," Hyde began, pointing toward the ceiling basement, Kelso following the movement with this head, "The party has reached critical mass and in ten minutes there'll be no-more-beer opportunities," He finished, chopping then end of his sentence in exaggeration, Kelso waving his hand behind him dramatically.

"If my dad catches me coppin' beers, he'll kill me," Eric said in a way that expressed both fear and obviousness, as if this wasn't the first time his father threatened such a thing.

Hyde merely placed a firm hand on his knee, fisting his other hand in a dramatic fashion, "I'm willin' to take that risk," He smirked.

"Don't worry about it," Kelso said, "Just remain calm, keep movin' –"

"And above all," Donna interrupted, "Don't get sucked into my dad's hair."

There was a small pause as the boys looked at her strangely.

"Wait, what's wrong with your dad's hair?" Eric finally asked.

"Just-" Donna stuttered, shifting her eyes in embarrassment, "Just don't look at it."

"And Forman," Hyde grabbed Eric's face and looked him in the eye, "Cold. Definitely cold."

Hyde didn't let go until Eric gave a shaky nod, patting him once on the shoulder as he stood and headed for the stairs. Eric paused for a second at the turn as Hyde leaned back comfortably, placing his feet on the coffee table before running up the rest of the way.

When he ran through the door, he nearly crashed into his mother.

"Oh, watch it, Eric," She said in surprise, "Hot pizza rolls!"

"Comin' through! Hot! Hot!" She yelled out to the guests as Eric followed her through the halls. He shifted passed her as she mingled with the guests, going into the living room. He snatched the first two closed beers he saw, not noticing Donna's dad until he lifted his head.

"Hey there, Eric!" Bob shouted joyfully as he stood from the couch.

"Mister Pinciotti," Eric stuttered out, holding the beer behind his back, unable to take his eyes off Bob's hair.

"So, Eric," Midge Pinciotti came up behind Bob, wrapping an arm around his shoulder, "How do you like Bob's new hair? Isn't it groovy?" She and Bob never noticed Eric's eyes shift to her chest, barely concealed by the "sexy knot" shirt she had on.

"It's incredibly groovy, Mrs. Pinciotti," Eric stuttered, quickly shifting his eyes back to Bob before he got caught.

"Yup, it was Midge's idea," Bob said proudly.

"It's a perm," Midge added.

When Eric finally managed to get away from them, he went for the beer on ice at the bar, not noticing his father or the look he was giving him.

"Eric."

"Oh!" Eric exclaimed in surprise, lowering the beer from his father's view, "Hi, Dad."

But Red's attention was no longer on him, but over his shoulder, "What the hell happened to Bob's hair?"

"Beat's me," Eric snickered.

"His head looks like a poodle's ass." Red said in disdain. (Am I the only one that laughed my ass off when I heard that?)

"Just when you think you've seen everything-"

"A poodle's ass walks into you're party," Eric interrupted, swiping two beers while his father's back was turned.

"Eric," Red said immediately after, "Don't say the "ass" word, you're still in high school."

"Kitty," Midge said began when Kitty came in from the kitchen with more food, "Is that your Toyota in the drive?"

"Red," Bob began, "A Toyota?"

"Yeah, it's mine," Red sighed out, "I tell ya, the last time I was that close to a Japanese machine, it was shootin' at me."

"Well, honey, it's the gas crisis. What can you do?" Kitty said happily in an attempt to comfort her husband.

"And you know, Bob," Red said, "Those SOBs at the dealership offered me a lousy 400 dollar trade in for the Vista Cruiser." (So, for some reason, when I put the periods in SOB, it gets cut off and just says "S." so I had to get rid of them)

"Watcha' gonna do," Bob shook his head, taking a drink from his colorful cup.

"It'll rust in the driveway before I trade it in," Red answered.

"Honey, it is rusting in the driveway," Kitty answered pleasantly, a sarcastic smile on her face, before she went back to the party.

"Hey, I'll take the Cruiser off your hands, I don't care if it's a pump sucker," Eric said happily, not noticing that he lifted the beer into view during his attempt at a shrug.

"Watcha' got there, Eric?" Red asked, giving him "The Look."

"Beer," Eric squeaked out, "Ju- Found it, just sitting, ya know... around."

"Well put 'em away, son," Red said, grabbing his own drink.

"Why," Eric stuttered, "I tend to, sir."

"Oh, wait, honey. Honey," Kitty called after him before he could leave. She handed him to more beers, "Could you pop these in the fridge on your way to the basement. They're warm." She let out her signature laugh as Eric made a break for it to the kitchen door.

Hyde curiously turned the Playboy magazine in his hands as Kelso played the air guitar next to him.

"Hey," Hyde smirked as he showed Kelso the page, "Check it out." He had to hold back a snicker at the jaw-dropped, dazed look on Kelso's face.

"Ya know," Donna said in a mock seductive voice as she came up behind him, "I see that every day." She giggled at the affronted look on Hyde's face as he quickly hid the magazine in his shoulder.

She turned her attention to Eric as he made his way down the stairs. He hopped the last step, showing off the four beers in his hands proudly.

"He's alive!" Hyde cried out dramatically, tossing the magazine over his shoulder as he took the offered beer.

"Yeah and good news," Eric said as he sat in 'Hyde's chair,' opening his own beer, "My dad is thinking about giving me the Vista Cruiser."

"You're gettin' a car?" Kelso yelled in excitement.

"Ooo, have I ever told you how attractive you are, Eric?" Donna giggled.

"No," Eric smirked in excitement, deepening his voice, "No you have not."

"You told me he was cute," Kelso said in confusion, not noticing the look Hyde shot at him.

"No I didn't," Donna lowered in eyes in embarrassment.

"No, I remember, you said not to say anything in front of Eric."

Hyde rolled his eyes, wondering how in the hell he became friends with such idiots. "Guys," He began in an attempt to save Donna from further humiliation, "Let's focus on what's important here. Forman stole something, to Forman!" He held out his beer in a toast.

"Ya know what's sad," Eric said after they all took a sip, "This the proudest moment of my life." He began to fake cry. Donna laughed when Hyde fake cried along with him, hugging Eric in mock comfort.

"Whoa, Marsha," Eric mocked the silent TV, "A football in the face. That's gotta hurt."

Eric and Kelso were sitting on the couch, Donna on the floor at his feet. Hyde sat in his usual chair, leaned back casually, arms around a certain girl's waist. Jackie sat on his lap, leaning against his chest with crossed arms and folded legs, her eyes quickly glancing back and forth between the TV and Eric and Donna.

"Ouch, my nose!" Donna cried out in a valley girl voice.

"That's gonna be huge in the morning." Eric grinned.

"Bigger than my boobs?"

"Well, bigger than the left one."

"Why are we watching this without the sound?" Jackie finally asked, "I'm totally confused."

Donna sighed in annoyance, lifting herself into the lawn chair.

"Here, use the earphones," Eric said, handing the white bud to Jackie. Hyde scooted the chair closer in order to accommodate the wire length.

"So," Kelso began, "What's the deal with the Vista Cruiser?"

"The deal is there is no deal yet." Eric answered.

"Shhh!" Jackie mock whispered, giving them a wide-eyed, annoyed look. Hyde pinched the side of her neck in annoyance. She slapped his hand in retaliation.

"Well, how're we gonna get to the concert?" Kelso asked, not noticing the looks Eric, Hyde, and Donna were sending him.

"Shut up," Donna hissed.

"What concert?" Jackie asked, glancing at Hyde's blank face before turning her attention to Kelso as she set the earphones on the coffee table.

"Uh…" Kelso stuttered, finally aware of the glares most of the room's occupants were sending his way, "Todd Rundgren."

"When?" Jackie asked pleasantly.

"This weekend…."

"Oh! So whose going?"

"Uh… Eric and Donna, me and Hyde, and the foreign kid, Fez…."

A pause.

"An-and you…?"

"Oh," Jackie said, pleasant smile still in place, "Good, good, good. Well thanks for telling me, Steven." She finished with an emphasis on Hyde's name, whipping her head back around to face him as she stood from his lap, hands placed on her hips in her usual 'you are in so much trouble, Steven' stance.

"Well, I'm," Eric stuttered, "Getting a soda." He finished, quickly standing. Donna made a sound of agreement before following, being sure to shove Kelso back into the couch for giving their plans away to Jackie. Kelso quickly pushed himself back up, following Eric and Donna up the stairs to get away from Hyde's glare. He did not want to get hit in the eye again.

"You don't want me to go to the concert, is that it?" Jackie asked when they were finally alone. She tried to sound angry, but Hyde could hear the underlying hurt in her voice.

"Jackie, you don't like my friends, why would you want to hang out with them?" Hyde answered calmly, crossing his arms, his Zen face fully intact as he looked at her.

"Did you tell them that?" Jackie yelled in alarm.

"No."

"Steven, don't tell our private conversations to other people, Steven. We," She emphasized with vigorous hand gestures, "Aren't supposed to tell our private conversations," Jackie's voice took on a whining tone at the end, unable to keep the pout off her face any longer. (I couldn't actually understand what she said here, so this is what I went with)

"Jackie, I don't talk about you," Hyde said, holding up his hands in invitation. "Really?," Jackie accepted, sinking back down in his lap as she stared at his face, keeping her pout firmly in place. "No, see, I have a thing about keeping my private life private."

"Besides," Hyde rubbed his hands on her lower waist soothingly, "You don't like Rundgren, you like that disco crap." He said, just as Eric and Donna came back downstairs in hopes that it was finally safe.

"It's not crap, Steven!" Jackie pouted, lightly smacking his chest. "And I do like Todd Rundgrenman," She said, mispronouncing the name, ignoring the funny look Hyde sent her, "Remember when we-"

"Okay," Hyde interrupted quickly, placing a hand over her mouth, "You can come," He finished, sending his friends a look that dared them to argue.

"Yay!" Jackie squealed, wrapping her arms around Hyde's neck, bouncing on his lap in excitement.

"Now," Hyde said, gently lifting her off his lap and leading her to the basement door, "Let's take you home so we can talk about what we don't say in front of people, Jackie!" He finished his sentence in annoyed, raised voice, Jackie throwing him a look over her shoulder as he placed a hand on her lower back just as the door closed.

"Aren't they just the sweetest couple," Donna said sarcastically, as she sat on the basement stairs.

"Oh, the sweetest," Eric grinned, sitting next to her, putting a shy arm around her shoulder.

A small pause.

"So," Donna tried, "We're alone."

"Oh," Eric stuttered, "Yeah…"

"Eric," Donna giggled, "Relax. We've lived next door to each other forever. You could've had me when I was four."

"Really?" Eric said dramatically, "And there I was all day long on the hippity-hop. Stupid, stupid, stupid!" He faked hit his head on the pipe next to the stairs. "Stupid," He said again when Donna pushed his head directly into it.

"Honestly, Jackie," Hyde said irritably, not realizing he mimicked her habit of emphasizing his name when she was upset with him, as they entered her disgustingly pink room, "You know I don't want you talking about crap like that in front of–"

He was cut off when Jackie stood on her tip-toes and pressed her lips to his, grabbing onto his broad shoulders. He didn't hesitate to grab her small waist in his large hands, pulling her closer. Jackie didn't feel like getting lectured over a slip; she didn't even notice Eric and Donna in the room when she talked about the Rundgrenman stuff! And this was the best way to shut Steven up; his friends may not know it or believe it, but he lectures her just as much as she lectures him.

She whimpered softly when Steven deepened the kiss, coaxing her tongue into his mouth so he could suck on it gently. He was the first to break the kiss, resting his forehead on hers. "You in a good mood today, sweetheart?" He murmured softly.

Jackie blushed, biting her lip and looking shyly at her feet. Hyde chuckled, wondering how such a loud cheerleader could be as shy as she was. She was new to all this, the most inexperienced girl he's ever been with, and the smallest of intimate touches could make her blush. Personally, Hyde thought it was cute; but he'd never actually tell anybody that….

He kissed her again, leading her backwards toward the bed. He gently lied her down, following her down, resting his weight on his forearms so he wouldn't crush her tiny frame.

He kept her occupied for the next few hours.

"Ever since yesterday, I can't stop thinking about you," Eric said dramatically, "I mean, I've known you practically my whole life. I want you. I've always wanted you."

"Eric," Donna said over his shoulder, "It's just a car."

"Let's just leave these two kids alone." Kelso said, leading Donna to the side as she nodded in agreement.

"Oh, hey, Dad," Donna said as Bob walked up to her, trying to ignore Kelso and Eric as their eyes immediately went to his hair.

"Ah, you kids," Bob said, "Standing around the driveway. It's so gosh darn cute." He pinched Donna's cheek, not noticing her roll her eyes upward in embarrassment. "Ya know, you may not realize it, but this is the most fun you're ever gonna have."

"So," Eric said awkwardly, "It all just goes downhill from here?"

"Yup." Bob quipped, taking out an afro pick to work on his hair as he walked back down the driveway.

"What happened to your dad's hair?" Kelso questioned.

"He got a perm in it." Donna answered.

"Wait, so that's permanent?" Kelso questioned in alarm.

The "basement gang" sat around the back of the Hub, the part where all the arcade games were kept. Eric kept up conversation with Donna, Kelso played with the mustard bottle, and Jackie watched Hyde and Fez play one of the games from her seat at the table.

"I may not say this correctly because I am new to the English," Fez started, "But she has the tremendous breasts, yes?" He grinned. Hyde looked at him for a minute, before giving the girl a glance, smirking at Jackie's scolding look. He decided to join her at the table, not wanting her shrill voice shouting at him for looking at other girls.

"Steven, who is this guy," She asked as he folded an arm over the back of her chair, leaning a little toward her.

"Fez. Foreign exchange student." He answered simply.

"Who did we exchange for him?" She asked, a bewildered look on her face, not paying attention to the funny look Hyde gave her.

Ignoring him, she stood from her seat. "Donna, I have to go to the lady's room," She announced, looking pointedly at Donna. "Donna!" She exaggerated, making Donna jump a little. Donna glanced uncertainly at the guys before following Jackie.

"I too must go to the bathroom," Fez said, "Eric?"

"Oh no," Eric said, wide-eyed, "It doesn't work that way for guys, Fez."

"Oh, I see," Fez frowned, heading for the restrooms.

"So, Hyde," Eric asked awkwardly, fearing his question would earn him a frog on the arm from his freakishly strong friend, "When are you breaking up with Jackie?"

"I'm not," Hyde answered simply, shooting Eric a look that said 'back off.'

"C'mon, Hyde, she's your total opposite. She-she's everything you hate."

"I hate a lot of things, Forman. School, my ma… you. But I still let you hang out with me," Hyde smirked.

"But…" Eric began, a confused look on his face, "We hang out in my basement…"

"What's your point?" Hyde said blankly.

"Hyde's gotta point, Eric," Kelso grinned, "If he didn't want you in the basement, you wouldn't be in the basement. Whether you live there or not."

"No-I-but," Eric stuttered, "Okay, yeah that's true."

Hyde grinned.

CIRCLE

CUT TO HYDE

HYDE: "So" (slight coughing) "Red still thinkin' about givin' you the car, man?"

PAN TO KELSO

KELSO: (with a huge, dopey grin) "Even if he did say yes we're gonna need some serious gas money, cuz… the Cruiser's a boat."

PAN TO ERIC

ERIC: "I know it's a boat. This whole gas shortage bites."

PAN TO FEZ

FEZ: (eating chips) "Whose getting a boat?"

PAN TO HYDE

HYDE: "There is no gas shortage, man, it's all fake. The oil companies control everything. Like, there's this car that runs on water, man. It's got fiberglass, air-cooled engines, and it runs on water!"

PAN TO FEZ

FEZ: "So it is a boat."

PAN TO HYDE

HYDE: (stares blankly at Fez, mouth open, for a few seconds) "No, it's a car, man. Only you put water in the gas tank instead of ga-as" (laughing over the word gas) "And it runs on water, man!"

PAN TO KELSO

KELSO: (hysterical, silent laughter for a few seconds before calming down) "I've never heard of this car…. Hey, Hyde, Jackie's rich, is she good for gas money?"

PAN TO ERIC

ERIC: (giggling) "Don't be such a whore."

PAN TO FEZ

FEZ: "When's the boat get here, whore?"

ERIC AND HYDE LEAN BACK IN THEIR CHAIRS, BURSTING OUT IN HYSTERICAL LAUGHTER.

RED: (voice heard from upstairs) "Eric!"

ERIC: (calling back) "Yeah, dad?"

RED: "I need to talk to you!"

Eric stared blankly at his parents, trying to keep up with the conversation, but the only thing he could focus on was the swaying wall. It was weird, his parents just stood there in their usual interrogation positions, not moving at all. But the wall…

"Eric," Red said, "Your mother and I have been talking. Since I've been cut back part time at the plant and the, uh, hospital is so close, I can take the Toyota to work and your mom can take the bus."

Eric blinked heavily. That wall.

"Honey," Kitty started, a disgusted look on her face, "Really I'd rather walk. When I take the bus in my nurse's uniform, people are always showing their scars."

"Then I'll drop you off on my way to the plant."

"Well no, I don't want to be any trouble."

"Then Eric can drop you off before school."

"Oh, honey, he's a teenager, he doesn't want to drive his mo-"

"Well, if he can't drop his own mother off at work, then I'll be damned if he's gettin' the car."

"O-kay"

"Excuse me," Eric finally interrupted, the wall finally making him too dizzy to stand, "Am I getting the car?"

"We didn't say that," Red said before proceeding to lecture him on the rules of the car, Kitty calling it a privilege, while Red was more worried about the insurance and car-care. Although, watching Kitty try to be a tough parent was rather amusing.

"So…" Eric said, "I get the car?"

Red tossed him the keys. "Bitchin'!" Eric yelled in excitement when he caught them.

"Eric, please," Red said, a disgruntled look on his face, "Not in front of your mother."

"Kelso, that's my seat," Donna complained that night when Kelso pushed his way in front of her to the front seat of the Vista Cruiser.

"Actually, I'm riding shotgun," Kelso said pointedly.

"No, you're not!"

"Well, I'm not ridin' in the back."

"Why don't we let Eric decide."

"Kelso," Eric said, ignoring the affronted look on Donna's face, "Get in the back." He said just as Kelso tried slide in, making him slip onto the driveway. Donna laughed, shoving Kelso toward the back.

"Takin' her for a spin, eh?" Red asked as he came into the garage.

"Yes sir."

"Well, one more thing. About the car. She's old, so… no trips outta town. Ever. Understood?"

Eric just looked at him blankly.

"Well," Red grinned, "Have fun."

"Well I guess that's that. We're not going," Eric said when Red was out of sight.

Donna rolled her eyes, knowing Eric would be bloody if Hyde found out he chickened out and he missed the concert because of it. "Eric, do you wanna go?"

"He said no trips outta town."

"It's your car. Do you wanna go?"

"Well-he-he's God!"

"I think God," Kelso interrupted, "Would want us to go to Milwaukee."

"Eric, you are a 16-year-old man," Donna said, putting her hand on Eric's shoulder, "Gonna go with whatever you say. It's your decision." (I know she says "17-year-old man", but his 17th birthday is the next episode. Just trying to make the timeline make more since.)

"…It is my decision," Eric decided, "And my decision is… we're goin' to a concert!"

Kelso and Donna cheered.

"I'm tellin' you, we're outta gas!" Kelso said with determination.

Hyde ignored him, leaning against the Cruiser, sucking down his Orange Julius.

"We're not outta gas," Eric said, irritated.

"It's the battery," The mechanic announced, "It's six years old and shot to hell."

"I know what," Jackie said, getting out of the car, "I'll just call my dad."

"Donna, tell her," Eric said when he saw that Hyde wasn't going to answer her.

"Eric can't take the car out of town," Donna said.

"I'm not calling his dad," Jackie said in confusion.

"Jackie," Hyde finally sighed out, "Parents talk to each other." He copied her valley girl voice, making Eric snicker, "About how we. Screw up."

"Why would they talk about that," Jackie asked, an honestly perplexed expression on her face. Eric had to admit, she looked kinda cute.

"They can't help it, Jackie," He answered in what was probably the kindest voice he ever talked to her in, "Say there's this party, see…"

Jackie watched as they began to act out a scene with all their parents at a party, talking about pointless rules and advice. It somehow ended with all of them doing the Hustle and she had to hold back a giggle, watching Steven dance like that. It was weird; he was usually so broody. But they seem to be forgetting that they're stranded.

"Guys, guys," She stopped them, "We are in the middle of nowhere. And I have to go to the lady's room."

A pause.

"Donna."

Donna threw her arms up in frustration, following Jackie.

"Don't look at me like that, Steven," Jackie said, sending Hyde a look as she and Donna walked off. (Remember this scene when she did this? Hyde had his hands on his hips, looking at her funny. I just thought it was cute :) )

"So," The mechanic asked, "Where're you goin'?"

"Rundgren concert," Hyde answered.

"Cool," the mechanic said, "So what? You wanna battery? Cuz I can get you a battery."

"Are they cheap?" Eric squeaked out, "Or possibly free?"

"32 bucks, minimum."

"Alright, I'll tell ya what," Kelso said, "We'll trade you our battery, plus five bucks, for one of your batteries."

Hyde curled his lip, giving Kelso a stupid look.

"Well that sounds like a real sweet deal, my friend," the mechanic said, looking at Kelso funny, "But how about this? How about one battery for two concert tickets."

"Oh, we can't give up two tickets," Kelso answered, not noticing the looks Hyde and Eric sent his way.

"No? Okay," the mechanic said casually, walking toward his garage.

"Hey, It's either this or none of us goes," Eric said.

"Alright, who's out?" Hyde asked casually, leaning against the Cruiser.

"Well… there's always Jackie," Eric smiled pleasantly at Hyde, shrinking slightly under the dark look Hyde gave him.

"Not Jackie."

"Hey, I had to listen to her talk for a good hour," Eric defended.

"A really long hour," Fez echoed.

Hyde smiled menacingly, looking at Kelso.

"Give me the tickets, Kelso."

"Bu-'

"The tickets!"

"OKAY!" Kelso shouted in fear before Hyde even finished his sentence after he took a menacing step forward, shoving the tickets toward Hyde.

Hyde took three, one for himself, Donna, and Jackie, before slipping the last three back into Kelso's coat's chest pocket, patting him casually, "Decide amongst yourselves." Hyde casually walked away with his tickets, sipping on his orange drink, not noticing the other three had huddled together.

"… I fear Hyde," Fez whimpered out.

"Most people do, buddy," Eric squawked, "Most people do."

Hyde, Donna, and Eric held out their lighters as they swayed to the music. Hyde had his arm wrapped around Jackie's shoulders. She was beaming up at him.

"It was so sweet of you to make your friends cry just so you could be with me, Steven."

"Yup, I rock. Be quiet and listen to the music."

Kelso and Fez pouted in their respective seats of the Vista Cruiser.

"I cannot believe Eric beat us at rock, paper, scissors," Fez complained, "Does rock not defeat everything?"

"No, Fez, It's rock beats scissors, scissors beats paper, and paper beats rock."

"I do not understand. How could a rock be overpowered by paper?"

"Fez, I've been telling you this for 30 minutes!" Kelso yelled, finally fed up, frogging Fez on the arm.

"Ay!" Fez shouted in pain before hitting Kelso back.

"Ow! Damn, Fez!" Kelso yelled before starting slap fight.

"Are you sure you don't want me to drive you guys home, Hyde?" Eric asked, he, Donna, Jackie, and Hyde standing next to the Cruiser in his driveway.

"Nah, I'm good," Hyde answered, "I can walk her home."

"You know I don't like walking, Steven. It blisters my flawless, porcelain feet." Jackie didn't even get to finish her sentence before he picked her up by the hips, holding her over his shoulder. "Steven," She whined out when he began walking down the driveway. "You wouldn't have that problem if you didn't constantly wear heels like that, Jackie," He replied. (Think of the way he carried her when he saw her in a wedding dress. I mean, he didn't exactly hold her completely caveman style, just kinda halfway caveman style, ya know?)

Donna and Eric watched them go, smirks on their faces as they listened to Jackie's pouting whines before they were too far away to hear.

"Well," Eric began, going to lie back on the Cruiser, Donna following his lead, "That was a great concert. It's amazing what one act of civil disobedience can do for you. I mean, there's a whole world out there, we-we-we can go to… Canada! We gotta new battery, we can do it!"

"I think Canada closes at 9:30," Donna quipped.

"Donna, I never would've done this if you hadn't talked me into it," Eric told her seriously.

"I didn't talk you into anything," Donna said, looking at him. They stared each other in the eyes for a moment before Donna became nervous, "Well… I'm gonna call it a day," she said, lifting herself off the Cruiser, "Goodnight."

"Night."

Eric lied on the Cruiser for a few moments before he heard returning footsteps, looking to see Donna staring down at him. "By the way, thanks for the ride," She said before leaning down, giving him a shy kiss on the lips.

Eric immediately sat up when she pulled away, "What was that for?"

"I just… wanted to see what it was like."

"Wh-what was it like?"

"Wel-You were there!"

"I-I wasn't ready for it!"

"Well, what would you have done differently?"

"I don't know… something with my lips…?"

"Sounds good," Donna giggled, "Let's… try that next time." She looked him in the eyes for a moment before making her way back to her house, holding back a grin when she heard Eric's voice, "Wh-when… exactly is next time?"

"Night!" She called back.

"Yeah," Eric said, leaning back against the Cruiser, "Like I'm really gonna sleep after that."

"You have fun today?" Hyde murmured quietly from his spot on Jackie's bed, looking up at her excited smile. He was laying on his back, Jackie straddling him, her hands resting on his chest, his on her thighs, her dress lifted slightly so he could feel her bare skin.

Jackie nodded happily at his question, hyper-aware of his hands slowly sliding up to her hips, "Thank you for taking me to the concert, Steven. I know you didn't really want me to go."

"Sure I did, Jacks," Hyde said softly, leaning up so he could attach his lips to her neck. Jackie bit her lip, her cheeks flushing; Steven is really good at what he does. "I honestly didn't expect you to want to come," He muttered into her skin, knowing that she truly was hurt when it seemed he didn't want to invite her, "All you talk about is disco music or… Elton John."

"You like that one Elton song, Steven," Jackie pouted.

Hyde chuckled a little before taking her face in his hands and kissing her lips deeply. Jackie made a soft noise, grabbing onto his forearms, kissing him back just as deeply.

And there's the first chapter! Sorry if Hyde seemed a bit OOC, but I figured 1st season Hyde would act a little similar to 5th or 6th season Hyde since he's with Jackie. I tried to keep them as in-character as possible; if it didn't work out too well, let me know and I'll try harder.

Any-who, be sure to send me reviews Flames will be ignored and/or deleted.

Also, how did you like my kinda 'foreshadowing' of "Tiny Dancer?" Beautiful song, if you hadn't heard it you should totally look it up, you'll love it.