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Back to the 70s	By : Wicked_Chocolate Category: S through Z > That 70's Show Views: 5729 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Back to the 70s
Pairings: Jackie Burkhart/Steven Hyde (main), Donna Pinciotti/Erik Forman, Fez/Nina Bartell, Michael Kelso/Brooke Rockwell
Rating: M / X / NC-17 for future chapters for swearing, violence, blood and sexual content.
Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘That ‘70s Show’ or any of its characters. NO COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT INTENDED!
A/N: Here’s the third chapter. No episode rewrite or quotes this time. In fact there isn’t much conversation at all. This is more explaining than anything else and Jackie’s parents became quite the villains even though they aren’t even present in this chapter. xD”
Please leave a comment; even if it is criticism, I’m striving to get better after all. Enjoy!

Chapter 3: Money, Money, Money
Point Place, Wisconsin
November 12, 1977
Location:
Burkhart Mansion
She woke up early the next morning in her old bedroom. No dream then. It was so weird to wake up here after all this time. Everything looked just the same. All the pink and purple around her. She saw the stuffed animals, the expensive furniture, toys and clothes that her parents bought her to make up for the fact that they were never there. It wasn’t more than a happy front, only there to hide all the flaws of her family.
Her father, the successful lawyer who also dabbled into politics once in a while and her mother the beautiful real estate broker … what a bunch of crap! Sure her father made a lot of money but he was a thief and a briber. He was only at home if he had a political agenda. He had only been there long enough to complain somehow. It didn’t happen here yet but one of the times he was home, he had only been there long enough to notice that she still dated Michael and to cut her off before he left again. It would be interesting to see if the same thing happened with Steven, not that she really cared. She knew from the police investigations that he had embezzled money for years before they caught him. Actually he had been doing it in this time already. Which reminded her of something else she had found out through the police: he stole her trust fund!
She always knew she had a trust fund in her name and that she would get the money when she turned 21. Through the police she found out that her father had disbanded the trust fund the summer when she was 16, so he had already done it here too. It took many interrogations but her father finally confessed that he had taken it to have some legal money at the side, if he ever had to flee from the law. He put it in a safe. Not the one in his private study where all his documents and papers were, but one he had hidden in their basement behind the firewood. Ironically he had used her birthday as security code. What a joke. To use her birthday to seal away the money that was supposed to be hers. The police looked into it but when they got there all the money was already gone.
The police and the court assumed that her father or one of his partners took it and were lying about it, but over the years Jackie had the sneaking suspicion that her mother found out about it and had taken it for herself. Her father never checked the money after he had hidden it and she couldn’t believe that he would tell his partners … she would have to look into that today.
Her mother … the economy wasn’t too well and even her mother’s business had been affected by it. It wasn’t so easy to find new buyers for houses anymore but of course she had a rich husband so she didn’t really care. She sold a few houses a year to keep up her good reputation and spent the rest partying in warmer climates with young beach boys. Always cheating … not that her father was any better, she didn’t want to know how many women he had with him on his various ‘business trips’.
What great role models they were. Her father was always absent and when he was there he had nothing better to do than to criticize his own daughter even when he is steeling her money behind her back. Her mother was always traveling and when she was there she only showed her how to be shallow and vain and as soon as things got uncomfortable she abandoned her whole family and probably took her daughters money with her while Jackie had to keep up the house and the car with the help of a lawyers.
Maybe this was why she had always been so insecure in her relationships and wanted to secure them by marriage. Even though they obviously weren’t happy together, her parents stayed together because they married and because of money. No wonder she thought to be rich and married was the only thing that counted. Of course she also had the childish hope that she would be so much better at it than her parents, because she would marry for love. In reality her fears have only ever cornered the men in her life, especially Steven. She wouldn’t make the same mistakes twice, she had already said that before Chicago but then the job offer threw her off but … he did decide to propose right? Before he saw a naked Michael, that is. Oh it had been so horrible, she had just asked Michael to keep her company because she lonely and heartbroken and her ex obviously thought she wanted him to do that with sex. Typical. He meant well but it ruined everything. But Steven came because the decided he wanted a future with her, no matter what he did in Las Vegas after that, so maybe there was hope for that in their future. This time she wouldn’t hold her breath for it though. If she could have Steven in her life it would be enough, a ring on her finger didn’t mean that people loved each other, just look at her parents or Stevens. Marriage or not at least he would be there for her, he had always been better at loving her and taking care of than her parents, even if he didn’t like to show it.
Coming back to the present she wondered if was alone with the staff. If she remembered correctly her father was on a short business trip again and her mother was at a beauty spa for the weekend. The staff wouldn’t bother her so she would have time to snoop around a little. She wouldn’t be able to help her father anymore, he already was a criminal and there wasn’t anything she could say that would stop her mother from being a heartless bitch but she would stop them from ruining her prospects as much as they did the last time. She wouldn’t be taken by surprise this time!
A look at her alarm told her it was only 8 o’clock in the morning and it was a Saturday, therefore no school. She got up anyway to shower and brush her teeth. When she came back to her room she was only clad in a towel. Stepping into her closet she had to laugh. There were already some more grown up clothes that were fairly new in this time but then there were still things in it that she had thrown out months ago. Of course in this time they were still there. Oh … all her sweaters with rainbows and unicorns on it and other attires with pretty childish motives. They were like a reminder of all the dreams she once had, when she thought her life would be perfect like that of a princess. It took years for her to understand that even the life of a princess wasn’t perfect and hers definitely wasn’t.
It wouldn’t do to dwell on it though. She would just do today what had taken her months before and throw everything out that she wouldn’t use anymore. She would start with her ‘Michael Box’ that she could see on the floor under her clothes. She remembered all too well how she got rid of it that summer after her and Steven hooked up. Donna had been with her back then but she wouldn’t need her this time. Michael was a friend and he would always be but there was no chance she would make the same mistakes again, she couldn’t let him meddle in her and Steven’s love life this time. It would just create too much insecurity again. She guessed that was the danger in dating inside a small group of friends.
Well first things first! She pulled on underwear and decided on a dark green wool pullover with three quarter length sleeves and tight crimson pants. She topped it off with brown high boots, as they gave her tiny frame a little boost. She styled her hair to fall down her shoulders in loose waves and put on some light make up. After that she already felt a little bit better, tending to her looks had been the only thing her mother really taught her and with time it served as some kind of stress relief, she could always think clearer after a nice primp.
Going back to her closet she pulled out the ‘Michael Box’ and slid the ledge off. There was still space in it so she used it to put all the clothes in it she wouldn’t wear anymore. She had started to throw them out with 16 but now with an 18 year old mind she was even more eager to get rid of them. They seemed to mock her with their innocence and dreamy vibe. Okay now she just sounded bitter …
When she was finished she walked around the room and ripped some of her posters off and packed them into the box too. She couldn’t bear to throw her stuffed animals out, but she did put them inside her closet instead of having them all on her bed. After she was finished with that she turned back, closed the box again and took it outside to the trashcan. It felt kind of cathartic to get rid of this stuff. It was time for some changes and this time around she wouldn’t be too scared to make them.
Back inside she walked into the kitchen where one of their maids greeted her and tried to fix her breakfast but she declined. “Gracias Rosa. I will just have an apple.” She said taking one of the red apples and a glass of orange juice with her as she walked back into her room.
“Muy bien senorita Burkhart.” The maid agreed and went back to her work.
After she finished her little breakfast she walked stealthily into her fathers study. She didn’t believe the maids would think too much about it but she just wanted to make sure that no one would ask uncomfortable questions. Once inside she began searching through the drawers and files. It took her about an hour but she finally found pretty good evidence. There were illegal business transactions documented. Bank statements and money that wandered to people that shouldn’t have it. There even was her father’s signature on a document that said her trust fund had been paid off early with her 16^th birthday. She was surprised how much all of this hurt her, she already knew it but seeing it before her like that, black on white, it still felt like a punch in the stomach.
She also found some notes and even though they were sparse she could apprehend from them that her mother new about the hidden money from the trust fund. She probably didn’t know anything else about her husband’s bribery and embezzlements but he told her about the hidden money. Now she was sure that none of his partners knew about it and that her mother must have taken it when her father went to jail. How could they do this? Her father taking her money in the first place and her mother actually using it … and then she had the guts to come back and act like she never wanted to leave Jackie but she had been so afraid. Bullshit! She probably was running low on money and Bob was just her next victim. Well not this time.
She put all the papers back where they had been. She had to think about her course of action when it came to them for a while. Her father had obviously already started his criminal acts and she definitely wouldn’t hide this stuff better for him. Jack Burkhart deserved what would come his way for this.
She took off the big painting on the wall and opened the safe behind it. This one had a more complicated combination than a birthday, but she knew it from the investigations and trials. When she opened it there were many papers in it and a lot of money. She didn’t know where that came from but it wasn’t her trust fund money, that was in the other safe, so this was probably some illegal obtained money and she didn’t want to touch it. Instead she went through the papers. One folder fell down while she was going through them and as she picked it up more papers slipped out of it. Looking at them she gasped.
Those transactions … she knew that times were bad but this stated that the local auto parts plant could have been supported with money from the state. Instead the money was used for bribery and they put all the blame on the bad economy. She couldn’t believe it! Her father had part in Mr. Forman losing his job! Not to mention all the other people who had been working there. How could he do this?
Looking through them more closely she also found transactions that favored the new price mart opening in Point Place. So her father had also part in Mr. Pinciotti losing his business as he couldn’t keep up with their prices! It didn’t matter that Mr. Forman got a new job their, he wouldn’t have needed it in the first place if the money had been used to save the auto parts plant and ‘Bargain Bobs’ would still be there without a price mart. The Pinciotti’s and the Forman’s had always been more of a family to her than her own parents … and her father nearly ruined both of them! And to think that her mother had the audacity to seduce Bob and always make Kitty feel inferior!
God she was so angry her hands were shaking. She put those papers away too and closed the safe again but as she put the painting back on the wall she resented herself for it. Her father must have destroyed these documents in time because the police never seem to have found them as these topics never came up in her father’s trial. That wasn’t fair. He and his partners had nearly destroyed so many lives, and those were only the people she knew about … maybe she had to do something about this sooner … but could she tip off the police against her own parents?
Angry with her parents but also with herself she left the study and walked back into her room. That was it! She couldn’t give the stolen money back and she couldn’t safe all those jobs but she would at least make sure her parents wouldn’t profit from her money to bribe other people or to party in foreign countries while others struggled to feed their families.
She found her grandfather’s old briefcase under her bed. It had a combination lock and she had used it for all the pictures and papers she had gathered since she was a little girl to plan the perfect wedding. When she thought about the fact that marriage had once been the most important thing to her … it seems so insignificant compared to what she just found out. She put all those things in her waste bin, she wouldn’t need them now and even if she ever got married she wouldn’t need all that fuss anymore. She wasn’t the same person anymore and she definitely wasn’t the child who dreamed about all of these things anymore. Too many things had happened.
She changed the combination of the lock into Steven’s birthday, it was easy for her to remember but no one would suspect it and she would need the security. Taking the briefcase with her she walked down to the basement, making sure no one saw her. Once there she began to clear away the big pile of firewood. It took her a while, who would have known that wood was so heavy? Finally she saw it– a small safe that was built into the wall. She put in the combination and opened the safe, praying that mother hadn’t taken the money even earlier than she thought. After all it had only been her own theory that her mother took it when she ran away to Mexico after her father went to jail.
She was in luck, it was still there. Right before her was her trust fund money, in neatly stacked bundles of bank notes. It seemed to be all 20 dollar bills. She picked one bundle up and gasped. The band around it said she held 1.000 dollars in her hands. She pulled the others out too, counting them while she put them into the briefcase. Twenty … there were twenty bundles. That means she had 20.000 dollars in her briefcase! She quickly closed it and put the lock on. Her trust fund had been worth twenty thousand dollars when it was closed early on her 16^th birthday? That meant she would have gotten over 26.000 dollars when she turned 21 if her parents hadn’t stolen it. Swallowing hard she closed the safe and stacked the wood in front of it again.
After she was finished she took the briefcase and walked up again. It felt weird walking around with so much money. She would have to use it wisely. It was hers and probably the only money in the house that her parents had set aside that had been legally earned and that wasn’t tainted or stolen. She didn’t know what would happen, if her father’s trials would be at the same time as before but with this money she could pay Bob rent if she had to stay with the Pinciotti’s again and she could help Red with his muffle shop. She could help her friends where they needed it and she could support Steven, not that she thought he would let her but … well … whatever.
Also she would tell the lawyer to sell the house when her mother ran off to Mexico. She had left Jackie in charge which had been the reason she had been able to hold the house and the car. Of course the lawyer had to cross sign everything because she hadn’t been 18 yet but she would get him to sell the house so she wouldn’t have to pay for the upholding and the staff anymore. Maybe it would stop Pam from ever coming back. Well she would definitely have to party without her trust fund money!
But it was redundant thinking about that now, her father wasn’t in jail yet and her mother hadn’t abandoned her yet. For now she had to take the briefcase full of money to a safe place. Maybe she could hide it at the Forman’s’. Mrs. Forman wouldn’t think any of it if she asked her if she could store some old documents in their attic and no one would look at it twice. She had to go there anyway to see Steven. Or she could ask Donna if she could place it in their attic. She would probably do it and Jackie could see if her friend was okay. After all she learned yesterday that her father’s business was closing. Of course there was a big chance that Donna was at Eric’s … she would play it by ear but first she had so make another stop.
Grabbing her purse she got into her car and put the briefcase under the passenger seat. Since today seemed to be all about money and horrible discoveries she drove to the bank. She wouldn’t put the money there of course, instead she would clean out her bank account and close it. She would hide that money in her room so she could use it. It would have to do until she found a job because she definitely wouldn’t take her father’s credit card anymore and her allowance would just go back to her father’s bank account when it couldn’t be transferred to her account because it was closed. It’s not like her father would really notice it. She just couldn’t take money from him anymore but she was pragmatic enough to use what was already there. It was too late to change that but in the future she wouldn’t take it anymore. She also wouldn’t open the stupid presents her mother sent her— all those expensive clothes and jewelry, just to make up for the fact that she wasn’t there enough for her daughter.
She knew what it was to work for a living now and at least at this time she only had to work for clothes or to go out here and there since she still had a house to live in for now and had no living expanses to pay. She would just have to find a job she could do next to school and cheerleading, but nothing with cheese this time. It was probably better for everyone if Todd never had the chance to fall in love with her, even if she wouldn’t be stupid enough to let him kiss her again but she knew how Steven reacted when he thought she was interested in someone else. He would react much worse than Michael did, after all he slept with a nurse after he saw her with Michael, she didn’t want to know what he would do if he ever saw someone like Todd kissing her.
At the bank she took the briefcase with her inside, she was too afraid to leave it in the car even if there was no way anyone could know what exactly she had in her car. But she couldn’t risk it, what if today her car was stolen and with it all her money? No she rather took it with her inside. She went to the bank counter and showed the lady her bank card and her identification.
“I want to withdraw all the money on my account and I want to close it down.” She wouldn’t risk putting money into this bank until the stuff with her father happened again. On the one hand because she didn’t want the police to sniff at her money just because her father used the same bank as her and because he transferred her allowance there and on the other hand because she was pretty sure that one of her fathers partners in crime was working here. As soon as she found a job she would have to open a new account of course, but she would do that at a different bank, even if she had to drive farther for it.
“I’m sorry to hear that Miss Burkhart. I hope you were not dissatisfied with our service? You and your parents as such good costumers of our bank.” The blond lady before her said in a very fake tone, not that she really cared. That was the one good thing of having a father who was in the cahoots with one of the bankers here. No one asked too many questions, normally they would probably make her fill out a lot of forms because she was only 16 but no one wanted to question the Burkharts, even if it was only the daughter.
“No, of course not.” She said with a smile that was just as fake as the blonde ones. “I just always use my father’s credit card anyway so there isn’t really a need for me to have my own bank account right now.”
The blond— Mrs. Hill, she read now on the nametag –nodded and excused herself to go in the back and get her money and the one document she would have to sign for closing the account. When she came back she gave Jackie the paper and a pen and she quickly signed at the necessary places. Then Mrs. Hill began to count until they reached a final amount: “5.000 dollars Miss Burkhart. Be careful with that on the streets.” With those words she packed the money in an envelope and handed it over.
“I will. Thank you very much.” She said and quickly took the envelope and her briefcase and left. Even though her family was rich she was a little surprised at the amount of money she had in her account but then again … what she told that woman hadn’t been a lie. She was always using her father’s credit card so her monthly allowance had a lot of time to pile up. Thinking about that she took out the credit card her father had given her and bent it until it broke. She didn’t want to use it anymore and now it was useless.
Back in the car she had to take a minute to calm down. She was sitting in a car with 25.000 dollars. For a moment she just wanted to run away and leave everything behind…
She wouldn’t have to see her father in jail and her mother always running of to tropical islands. But that would also mean leaving her friends behind … and Steven. No. She couldn’t do that. No money in the world was worth that. She would pick love over money everyday and this second chance wasn’t given to her so she could run away from her problems.
She put the envelope into her purse next to her broken card, it would feel weird running around with all that money all day but she was only going to the Forman’s, it would be okay. Starting the car again she put on the radio to put all the thoughts about money aside but that brought on thoughts about Steven. How would he behave today? He had been so nice to her after her little breakdown yesterday, but then he always came to her aid when she was hurting, even if he didn’t admit it. Would he even acknowledge what happened between them in front of the others or would he play it down? Maybe she should keep a friendly distance and watch him to get some clues on how to behave. She couldn’t act all lovey dovey or she would scare him off, that much was clear, but she didn’t want to be too distant either, or it may discourage Steven.
God … money or relationships, they both were awfully complicated.
She parked and decided to try Donna’s house first. She got her things and knocked on the door. Mrs. Pinciotti opened the door and smiled at her. “Oh hello Jackie.”
“Hello Mrs. Pinciotti. Is Donna at home?” It was so weird seeing Midge Pinciotti back in this house. Before she left Bob for a career in California. Really weird …
“Oh I’m sorry. She isn’t here but I’m sure you’ll find her at Eric’s house.”
“Thank you Mrs. Pinciotti. Have a nice day.”
“Yes, you too Jackie.”
She walked over next door. Now normally she would just walk right into the basement but she would take care of her briefcase first so she knocked on the front door. Thankfully Mrs. Forman opened.
“Hello! Jackie dear, come in come in. I just made a bunch of cookies, do you want some?” Mrs. Forman was in top form again. She was always so motherly and kind.
“Maybe later Mrs. Forman … but I’d like to ask you for a favor.”
“Of course honey. What can I do for you? Do you need some cooking lessons?”
Jackie had to smile. “Another time perhaps. I brought this briefcase with me, it was my grandfathers and always had a nostalgic meaning for me so I put some mementos in it. Important for me but the maids are always sniffing around when they clean my room and I’d hoped … well … maybe I could put it in your attic so I know it’s safe?”
“Oh sure. Just put it anywhere, nothing will happen to it here. Red and the children only go up there when I force them. It’s so nice that you kept your grandfather’s briefcase.”
“Thank you Mrs. Forman. I really appreciate it! I’ll put it away right now.” she was really relieved that this was resolved and walked up the stairs.
“It’s no problem Jackie. I’ll leave the cookies here in the kitchen, in case you or the others want some later.”
“Sounds lovely Mrs. Forman. Thanks again.” She was so grateful for this. She walked up to the attic and rummaged around for a bit. She finally put the briefcase deep inside the attic behind a lot of boxes and put some of Mrs. Forman’s old clothes over it. She looked at it for a minute before taking another box and this time she didn’t put it around the briefcase but placed it on it. Finally satisfied she clutched her purse to herself and walked down the stairs again.
She wouldn’t be fully relieved before she had hidden the money inside her purse in her room at home though. It was a little stressing, this constant awareness of how much cash you walked around with, but at least her trust fund money was hidden safely now and the rest was safe in her purse, after all she had it with her and she would hide it later. One problem down, it was time to face the other one:
Steven Hyde.
If she walked down those steps to the basement she would have to face him and she still had no idea how to act around him now but she couldn’t stall any longer. She was pretty sure that the others had been here since morning and he probably took some ribbing already for asking her out in front of everyone anyway, there was no way to tell in which mood he would be and how he would act towards her, but one way or another, she would try to make the most of it. There wasn’t anything else that she could do. With that thought she walked down the stairs to the basement.

To say that Hyde’s day hadn’t paid off as well as Jackie’s would be an understatement.
His little room in Bud’s apartment had been a store room before but than again his room in Forman’s basement hadn’t been much bigger and it’s not like he really cared. As long as it was dry and warm he was pretty much content. As predicted Bud had already been gone to work at the bar when Hyde came back, not even noticing how late he came in and when he got out of the house this morning to go over to the Forman’s, Bud had been fast asleep. It was a little like living alone, only better. There were no rules and he didn’t have to pay any rent. Not that the Forman’s ever wanted him to pay rent, he just did it because it was the right thing. He didn’t pay Bud any rent though, mainly because with him he didn’t have the feeling that he owed him anything, it was pretty much the other way around. Bud practically owed him a childhood so for now he would take what he could get from the situation and enjoy it.
A pretty laid-back life, so to speak.
The date with Jackie didn’t quite fit in this laid-back scenario. He definitely hadn’t planned it with her chasing him around all the time but he couldn’t bring himself to regret it either. First it had been weird, he had been out with Jackie before of course— hell he took her to the prom although he promised himself that he wouldn’t go to this stupid charade! There had been other times when he spent time alone with her, but this was different. It was a date and they both knew it, there was no way he could talk himself out of this fact. More important: he had asked her. She wasn’t even pestering him about it at the time, it had been his decision and his alone, for he wanted to prove something.
What he hadn’t anticipated was that he would actually enjoy himself. Meaning he had fun on a date with Jackie. If somebody would have told him this two days ago he would have laughed in their face. He knew he could have an okay time with Jackie, they had fun before when he taught her to be Zen or when they would burn someone together but that was it. Everything else about her just seemed annoying. She was a spoiled, rich and shallow cheerleader, so obviously it had been a no brainer that dating Jackie would be a disaster.
Only that it wasn’t.
She let him drive her father’s Lincoln again and no matter how much he detested her father for being a rich prick, that car was a sweet ride. He had been half afraid that she would want to go to some fancy French restaurant. Actually he had a very degrading answer prepared for that one, declaring their date to be over before it really began, but she just wanted to go to Fatso Burger and she didn’t even demand that he paid for it. Instead she nearly paid for everything. It reminded him of the time she paid for their food and bought him new boots and he decided to pay this time. He just bought her some water and fries, even so she was delighted. To be fair it shouldn’t really surprise him, he did the math on what Jackie had spent in her relationship with Kelso, the guy obviously didn’t reciprocate accordingly. No wonder the girl was surprised when she didn’t have to pay for once.
Surprisingly she didn’t even plan something girly and extravagant for them to do, instead they just went to Mound Hump. They just sat there and relaxed, with a little banter here and there … it had been kinda cool. He knew she had to be trying hard to please him when she didn’t just blab his ears off. She went out of her way to be nice to him but she also seemed to enjoy herself. It made him think that perhaps she wasn’t just on the rebound from Kelso as he had thought all the time she was stalking him, but instead genuinely liked him.
Well and next thing he knew they were kissing and it was … hot to say the least. He still couldn’t explain how things had gotten out of hand so quickly. He just knew that her taste and smell overwhelmed his senses and he wanted more and more. That never happened before from just a kiss. Not with Pam Macey, Kat Peterson or any other girl from the cheerleading squad or school he had been with before. Not even with his first girlfriend Esther or with Christie who had been his first, and they both would have fitted Hyde’s lifestyle and beliefs much more than Jackie.
He just couldn’t wrap his head around the fact that Jackie made him lose control so much. He was always in control, he was aloof … but yesterday he had been turned on beyond belief. One minute they were kissing and the next he had her underneath him on the hood of her car. Fuck! What did he say to Chip? Jackie was so young and she only had one boyfriend before? But still there he had been, jumping all over her like he was Kelso or Fez. He didn’t think he would ever say this but he was thankful that Jackie stopped him before they could do more.
Damn he hated it … but he had panicked when she freaked out on him and cried. For a minute he thought that he had somehow forced himself on her, only to find out that she thought she had been coming on too strong and that he was angry with her for stopping him. As if she didn’t have the right to say no to him or something. Sometimes he had to wonder how much Kelso pestered Jackie about sex. Not that he would ever force himself on her, Kelso was a good guy, but if he always talked about it and with all his cheating … maybe it did make Jackie think that refusing sex would automatically make guys leave her.
Whatever it was he was glad that she spoke her mind, he didn’t like the thought of making her uncomfortable. Her reaction also clearly showed that she had been just as overwhelmed as he had been. After all she had been just as shocked about acting like that as he had been, something she apparently wasn’t used to. It made him feel a bit better that he made her lose control too. At least he wasn’t the only one. Who would have thought that the both of them would be so explosive together? Not him certainly. Maybe that’s why they were so swapped away yesterday? Because they didn’t expect it to be so good? Okay now he just sounded like a girl … worse … he sounded like Forman.
It didn’t matter. It happened and except for the little drama at the end it had been hot. Even before making out with Jackie the evening had been nice and … well … with the making out it had been just great. So he still stood by his decision to try and date her. He hadn’t been sure if he would still feel that way when the hormones had time to cool down but he did. He had always done what he wanted no matter what other people thought, so there was no reason not to try it if he wanted it. And damn if he didn’t want it, more importantly he wanted her and not even just for sex. Hanging out with her had been cool and with any luck it would keep being like that. If he could get some more kissing and touching out of it— even better. It had been really good … but it wasn’t even his main goal with her. God he sounded like such a wimp…
He was glad when he arrived at Forman’s house, at least it stopped him from thinking too much about yesterday. He went in through the kitchen only to be greeted by Mrs. Forman.
“Steven honey there you are. Here I have some waffles left over from breakfast, why don’t you have some while you tell me about the date with your little girlfriend? Was it nice?”
“She isn’t my gir— oh forget it … everything was cool, I’ll take the waffles down to the basement. Thanks Mrs. Forman.” He said grabbing the plate of waffles. He was happy about the food. Mrs. Forman was a great cook, but he wouldn’t let her interrogate him about Jackie. What was he supposed to say? ‘Oh it was great. I nearly humped her into her car. Yeah … I don’t think so.’
“Oh fine, fine. But I told you that you liked her!” she said with her signature laugh.
“Sure.” He mumbled and fled down to the basement. When he came down Forman, Donna and Kelso were already sitting on the couch and Fez sat in the lawn chair. They were all staring at him as he sat down but he refused to acknowledge it as he took a bite out of his waffles.
“Well look who finally decided to show up. The girlfriend thief!” Kelso exclaimed.
“Yes! How could you run of with my Goddess? She’s supposed to give Fez some love now that she’s single.”
“Ye— what the hell Fez! No! I should be doing it with Jackie! I mean … I’m good looking … I should get all the sex! Not any of you! Hyde how could you do this? You’re supposed to be my friend!”
“Damn it Kelso! She isn’t your girlfriend anymore, she dumped your cheating ass and Fez … what the hell are you talking about? She would never date you.” Hyde said rolling his eyes behind his aviators. Sometimes his friends were just ridiculous.
“She would! She just doesn’t know it yet.”
“Fez she’s always rejecting you. I really think you and Kelso should just leave her be. She obviously isn’t interested in you guys.” Donna pitched in now, trying to reasonable. The thought that Hyde had taken Jackie on a date was weird for her too, but there was no doubt that Jackie had been after him for quite some time so the other guys really should stop pestering her.
“Oh yes! She is all over this mocha hotness of a body! After all she thinks I’m the best kisser.” Fez stated proudly, making Kelso pout at this jab at his kissing skills.
“Not anymore.” Hyde smirked. After the reactions and sounds he got out of her yesterday he was certain she enjoyed kissing him very much.
“Oh you son of a bitch! That’s it I’m outta here! Good day!”
“But Fez…”
“I said good day!” with that Fez was out of the door. Good. One problem down.
“Hyde … man you kissed the devil? Am I the only one here who didn’t fall in her evil clutches?” Forman asked in a distressed tone, only to have Donna elbow him in the side.
“It could be worse Forman. I could have made out with Laurie.” Hyde grinned, slowly he was starting to have fun with this, watching Forman’s face screw up in disgust was nearly worth enduring Kelso’s stupid comments. Normally he wouldn’t go after a friend’s girl, but Jackie hadn’t been Kelso’s girl for a while now and he had more than one chance, she definitely didn’t owe him another one and he didn’t either.
“There you go again! Running after another one of my girlfriends.” Kelso shouted and stood up agitated.
“Kelso. Laurie isn’t your girlfriend. She used you and like an idiot you fell for it. Now you have to live with the consequences: Jackie moved on.” The redhead said, getting a little annoyed with the boy’s antics.
“Could we please stop talking about my sisters endless escapades of nightly visitors? Thank you very much.”
“Suddenly me having a date with Jackie doesn’t sound so bad anymore, huh?” Hyde jabbed and Forman grudgingly agreed.
Kelso sank down in the lawn chair Fez had vacated. “It’s not fair. What was I supposed to do?” he whined.
“Well for starters you could have not slept with Pam or Laurie.”
“Now be serious Eric.” Kelso said dismissively. The guy never really learned, did he?
“Seriously Kelso. Jackie doesn’t want you anymore and it’s not my fault that she wants me, but than again, who can blame her?”
“You don’t need to rub it in Hyde.” Kelso pouted, still don’t believing that anyone could stop wanting him.
“Why don’t we just watch Threes Company?” Donna asked, turning the volume up.
“Good idea.” Forman agreed, throwing his arm around her while Kelso just folded his arms and stared at the television.
“Fine with me.” Hyde mumbled, continuing to eat his waffles.
It was silent for a moment before they heard footsteps coming down the stairs. It was Jackie and by the time she reached the end of the stairs everyone was staring at her. Unlike Hyde she was evidently uncomfortable and stood there motionless for a minute, visibly for a loss at how to act.
“Want a waffle?” Hyde finally said to break the tension, holding one up.
Jackie smiled, calmer now. “Sure. Thank you.” She walked up to him to take the waffle. For a second she hesitated but than she bent down to kiss Hyde on his cheek, apparently deciding it was a safe course of action.
Hyde noticed what she was doing and decoded to cut the crap. He turned his head and gave her a peck on the lips. She blushed but smiled at him radiantly before sitting down next to Donna on the couch, consequently the seat that was also near Hyde’s chair.
“Awwww…” Donna and Forman cooed while Kelso made retching noises.
“Get bent!” Hyde grumbled before turning back to the TV but out of the corner of this eye he saw that Jackie never stopped smiling even as she nibbled on her waffle.
The rest of the day was spent in front of the TV with Forman and Donna cuddling and flirting, arguing and than flirting again, Kelso making dumb comments and Jackie steeling glances at him every now and then. Not the kind of non-stop staring she did before sometimes when she was practically stalking him, he possibly wouldn’t even have noticed it this time if he wasn’t also looking at her frequently. When their looks crossed she would blush and look away or smile mysteriously. Damn it! He shouldn’t find this square girl so sexy, should he? He definitely shouldn’t enjoy it as much as he did when she reached over hesitantly to take his hand…
Somehow he had a feeling he was in way over his head with her … but he couldn’t quite bring himself to care as he squeezed her hand lightly with his.
And so it happened that on a lazy Saturday in a stuffy basement, Steven Hyde and Jackie Burkhart started dating.
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