Disclaimer: The characters of That '70s Show are the property of Fox
and Carsey-Warner.
I do not own Queen, David Bowie, or Cat Stevens. Their music belongs
to them, I just enjoy listening too it.
Dedication: To Mary because I love Coming out of the Dark. To
Teressa for Sweet Dreams. To Natelie34 I love your writing. Bunny,
Randa, and Candace thanks for the hard work on I Cave, and Haunted.
That said, let's get it on. (Oh, I don't own that either, that's
Marvin Gay's).
The Matchmaker
by Autumn
Hyde's Apartment
The gang is hanging out at Hyde's place. They are all in the
living room watching the colored TV. Bud Hyde is in the kitchen
pretending to read the newspaper, but he is really watching the
interaction between his son and the small brunette beside him. He
notices that every 30 seconds or so, one of them would look forlornly
at the other. An idea began to form in his head. He felt he owed it
too his son to bring him some form of happiness after years of pain.
Bud: Hey kids, want something to drink?
A chorus of 'sures' followed his question and Bud poured some Cokes
into glasses. He walked over to the teenagers and passed them out to
Fez, Kelso, Eric and Donna before reaching Jackie. Once in front of
her he "tripped" and spilt the soda all over the front of her shirt.
Hyde groaned and rolled his eyes in embaressment of his dad as Jackie
jumped up and shrieked.
Bud: I'm sorry darlin, Go with Steven and he'll get you a clean shirt
to borrow.
Hyde sighed, pretending that it was all a big bother too him, but he
was secretly thrilled at the prospect of Jackie wearing something of
his. A wierd but nice feeling of possession filled him as he
aproached his room. Unnoticed by everyone but Donna, Bud followed
his son and Jackie with a chair in tow. Hyde had just shut the door
when he heard a soft thunk against the wood.
Hyde: What the hell? He tested the doorknob and discovered that they
were locked in his bedroom.
Bud slipped back into the living room and Donna ounced on him.
Donna: So, what was that all about?
Bud: Well, I just think those two knuckleheads need to spend some
quality time together.
Eric: Thank God. If they looked at each other any more, I was about
ready to smack them.
Bud just grinned and headed back into the kitchen. He was imensly
pleased with himself.
Jackie: Oh great, now I'm stuck in here all night.
Hyde: (a little hurt by her comment) What, is my company that
terrible?
Jackie: (realizing how her words sounded) Oh no Steven! All I meant
was that I get a little bit clausterphobic sometimes. But if I am
stuck somewhere, I couldn't think of a better person to be stuck
with.
Hyde: (shyly) Really?
Jackie: (smiling) Yeah really.
Hyde clears his throat. Uh, let me find you a shirt. He rumages
through his drawer and comes out with his favorite green t-shirt. He
hands it too her and allows her privacy by turning his back.
Jackie: Ok, all done.
Hyde turns around shocked too see herskirt is now gone too.
Jackie: (noticing his gaze) Um, your dad got some soda on my skirt
too. I can put it back on though if this bothers you, she said
geturing down too herself.
Hyde: (quickly) No, no bother here. To distract himself Hyde
walked over and flipped his small stereo on. Sounds of David Bowie
and Queen filled the air.
Pressure, pushing down on me
Pressing down on you no man ask for
Under Pressure
That burns a building down
Splits a family in two
Puts people on the streets
Jackie: (squealing) Oh, I love this song! Come on Steven. let's
dance!
Hyde: Um, I'm not much of a dancer, so I'll jsut watch.
Jackie shruged and began swaying to the music and quietly mouthing
the words.
That's o-kay!
It's a terror knowing
what this world is about
Watching some friends
Screaming let me out!
Pray tommorrow takes me higher
Pressure on people
People on the streets
Hyde watched in fascination as Jackie energeticly bounced to the
rythem. She was breathtaking. He knew it before, but had been far
too stuborn to admit it.
O'kay
Chippin' around
Kick my brains on the floor
These are the days
It never rains but it pours
People on the streets
People on the streets
It's the terror of knowing
What this world is about
Watching some good friends
Scream let me out!
Pray tomorrow takes me higher
People on the streets
Turned away from it all
Like a blind man
Sat on a fence but it didn't work
Keep coming up with love
But it's so slashed and torn
Why why why?
Love love love love
The full meaning of the lyrics hit him for the first time. He
thought back to his date with Jackie and their amazing kiss. He had
denied his true feelings for her. What a maroon, he chided himself.
Insanity laughs under pressure we're cracking
Can't we give ourselves one more chanc?
Why can't we give love that one more chance?
Why can't we give love give love give love?
Give love give love give love give love?
Cause love';s such an old fashioned word
And love dares you to care
For people on the edge of the night
And love dares you to change our way
Of caring about ourselves
This is our last dance
This is our last dance
This is ourselves under pressure
Under pressure pressure
As the song ended and Jackie sat back down on the bed, Hyde decided
to admit too her how he felt about her. And what better opportunity
would he have to do that than being locked in a room with her?
Kelso, Fez, Donna and Eric are preparing too leave.
Eric: um, shouldn't we wait for Jackie?
Donna: oh, no. She's with Hyde, she'll be fine.
Kelso: Yeah, that's what I'm afraid of.
Fez: What are you talking about?
Kelso: Come on, he's locked in a BEDroom with her, he's gonna wanna
do it with her.
Eric: No kelso, that's only you.
Donna: Yeah, unlike you Hyde actually respects her.
Fez: This is true.
Kelso: (throwing his hands up in the air) Well, Fine!
The gang leaves and Bud Hyde heads out too work the nightshift at
The Blue Tavern.
Jackie sits down on the bed beside Hyde and notices he's grown ever
quieter than usual.
Jackie: What's wrong Steven?
Hyde: Huh? Oh um, nothin'.
Jackie: Liar. If something is bothering you, you can tell me.
An idea hits Hyde and he walks over to his turn table. He flips
through his albums and when he finds the one he wants he places it on
the player. He walks back over to Jackie and extends a hand to her.
Jackie is slightly puzzled but takes his hand anyway. He immediatly
puts one hand at the small of her back and takes her other hand in
his.
Jackie: I thought you couldn't dance Steven.
Hyde: I can slow dance. Now I want you too pay a lot of attention to
the song okay?
Jackie: Sure Steven.
The magical voice and music of Cat Stevens fills the air.
Don't be shy just let your feelings roll on by
Don't wear fear or nobody will know you're there
Just life your head and lift your feelings out instead
And don't be shy just let your feelings roll on by
On by on by on by on by on by on by on by on by on by
You know love is better than a song
Love is where all of us belong
So don't be shy just let your feelings roll on by
Don't wear fear or nobody will know you're there
You're there you're there you're there you're there you're there
you're there
Don't be shy just let your feelings roll on by
Don't wear fear or nobody will know you're there
Just life your head and lift your feelings out instead
And don't be shy just let your feelings roll on by
On by on by on by on by on by on by on by on by on by
Hyde was inspired by the earnest honestness of the lyrics and decided
to plunge into the deep end. Still holding Jackie in his arms he
adressed her.
Hyde: Jackie, ever since our date, I haven't been able to stop
thinking about you, and I SO felt something when we kissed.
Jackie: Oh my God Steven! I didn't think you were going to ever
admit it!
Hyde: You knew about it?
Jackie: Yes.
Hyde: Why didn't you call me on it?
Jackie: It's stupid. I didn't want you to yell at me. If I couldn't
have you as a boyfriend, I still wanted your friendship.
Hyde: God, I'm an ass.
Jackie: (laughs) Yep, that you are.
Hyde chuckles and pulls her in closer.
Hyde: So, ya wanna try kissing again? This time FULL honesty?
Jackie: Sounds good too me.
They lean in and share a gentle, sweet, and phenomenal kiss.
Hyde: Ok, that was amazing.
Jackie: Oh goody!
Hyde: So what should we do now?
Jackie: (yawning) Well, I'd love to stay up and chat about this, but
I'm beat. SO can we talk about this in the morning?
Hyde: Wow, jaberjaw herself doesn't want to talk?
Jackie: (swating playfully at his chest) Oh, shut up!
Jackie climbs into the bed and Hyde tucks the blankets around her.
Jackie: (confused) Aren't you going to go to sleep?
Hyde: Yes, but I'm trying to be a gentleman and respect your personal
space.
Jackie: Oh, Steven you are so sweet!
Hyde: (blushing) Sure, whatever. Goodnight Jackie.
The next morning Bud removed the chair from his son's doorway and
peaked inside. A huge grin spread across his face when he saw his
son resting on top of the blankets with an arm around his
girlfriend's waist. Chuckling to himself he cloased the door and
began singing an old song.
Bud: Oh, matchmaker, matchmaker make me a match. Find me my love
catch me a catch.....
THE END
and Carsey-Warner.
I do not own Queen, David Bowie, or Cat Stevens. Their music belongs
to them, I just enjoy listening too it.
Dedication: To Mary because I love Coming out of the Dark. To
Teressa for Sweet Dreams. To Natelie34 I love your writing. Bunny,
Randa, and Candace thanks for the hard work on I Cave, and Haunted.
That said, let's get it on. (Oh, I don't own that either, that's
Marvin Gay's).
The Matchmaker
by Autumn
Hyde's Apartment
The gang is hanging out at Hyde's place. They are all in the
living room watching the colored TV. Bud Hyde is in the kitchen
pretending to read the newspaper, but he is really watching the
interaction between his son and the small brunette beside him. He
notices that every 30 seconds or so, one of them would look forlornly
at the other. An idea began to form in his head. He felt he owed it
too his son to bring him some form of happiness after years of pain.
Bud: Hey kids, want something to drink?
A chorus of 'sures' followed his question and Bud poured some Cokes
into glasses. He walked over to the teenagers and passed them out to
Fez, Kelso, Eric and Donna before reaching Jackie. Once in front of
her he "tripped" and spilt the soda all over the front of her shirt.
Hyde groaned and rolled his eyes in embaressment of his dad as Jackie
jumped up and shrieked.
Bud: I'm sorry darlin, Go with Steven and he'll get you a clean shirt
to borrow.
Hyde sighed, pretending that it was all a big bother too him, but he
was secretly thrilled at the prospect of Jackie wearing something of
his. A wierd but nice feeling of possession filled him as he
aproached his room. Unnoticed by everyone but Donna, Bud followed
his son and Jackie with a chair in tow. Hyde had just shut the door
when he heard a soft thunk against the wood.
Hyde: What the hell? He tested the doorknob and discovered that they
were locked in his bedroom.
Bud slipped back into the living room and Donna ounced on him.
Donna: So, what was that all about?
Bud: Well, I just think those two knuckleheads need to spend some
quality time together.
Eric: Thank God. If they looked at each other any more, I was about
ready to smack them.
Bud just grinned and headed back into the kitchen. He was imensly
pleased with himself.
Jackie: Oh great, now I'm stuck in here all night.
Hyde: (a little hurt by her comment) What, is my company that
terrible?
Jackie: (realizing how her words sounded) Oh no Steven! All I meant
was that I get a little bit clausterphobic sometimes. But if I am
stuck somewhere, I couldn't think of a better person to be stuck
with.
Hyde: (shyly) Really?
Jackie: (smiling) Yeah really.
Hyde clears his throat. Uh, let me find you a shirt. He rumages
through his drawer and comes out with his favorite green t-shirt. He
hands it too her and allows her privacy by turning his back.
Jackie: Ok, all done.
Hyde turns around shocked too see herskirt is now gone too.
Jackie: (noticing his gaze) Um, your dad got some soda on my skirt
too. I can put it back on though if this bothers you, she said
geturing down too herself.
Hyde: (quickly) No, no bother here. To distract himself Hyde
walked over and flipped his small stereo on. Sounds of David Bowie
and Queen filled the air.
Pressure, pushing down on me
Pressing down on you no man ask for
Under Pressure
That burns a building down
Splits a family in two
Puts people on the streets
Jackie: (squealing) Oh, I love this song! Come on Steven. let's
dance!
Hyde: Um, I'm not much of a dancer, so I'll jsut watch.
Jackie shruged and began swaying to the music and quietly mouthing
the words.
That's o-kay!
It's a terror knowing
what this world is about
Watching some friends
Screaming let me out!
Pray tommorrow takes me higher
Pressure on people
People on the streets
Hyde watched in fascination as Jackie energeticly bounced to the
rythem. She was breathtaking. He knew it before, but had been far
too stuborn to admit it.
O'kay
Chippin' around
Kick my brains on the floor
These are the days
It never rains but it pours
People on the streets
People on the streets
It's the terror of knowing
What this world is about
Watching some good friends
Scream let me out!
Pray tomorrow takes me higher
People on the streets
Turned away from it all
Like a blind man
Sat on a fence but it didn't work
Keep coming up with love
But it's so slashed and torn
Why why why?
Love love love love
The full meaning of the lyrics hit him for the first time. He
thought back to his date with Jackie and their amazing kiss. He had
denied his true feelings for her. What a maroon, he chided himself.
Insanity laughs under pressure we're cracking
Can't we give ourselves one more chanc?
Why can't we give love that one more chance?
Why can't we give love give love give love?
Give love give love give love give love?
Cause love';s such an old fashioned word
And love dares you to care
For people on the edge of the night
And love dares you to change our way
Of caring about ourselves
This is our last dance
This is our last dance
This is ourselves under pressure
Under pressure pressure
As the song ended and Jackie sat back down on the bed, Hyde decided
to admit too her how he felt about her. And what better opportunity
would he have to do that than being locked in a room with her?
Kelso, Fez, Donna and Eric are preparing too leave.
Eric: um, shouldn't we wait for Jackie?
Donna: oh, no. She's with Hyde, she'll be fine.
Kelso: Yeah, that's what I'm afraid of.
Fez: What are you talking about?
Kelso: Come on, he's locked in a BEDroom with her, he's gonna wanna
do it with her.
Eric: No kelso, that's only you.
Donna: Yeah, unlike you Hyde actually respects her.
Fez: This is true.
Kelso: (throwing his hands up in the air) Well, Fine!
The gang leaves and Bud Hyde heads out too work the nightshift at
The Blue Tavern.
Jackie sits down on the bed beside Hyde and notices he's grown ever
quieter than usual.
Jackie: What's wrong Steven?
Hyde: Huh? Oh um, nothin'.
Jackie: Liar. If something is bothering you, you can tell me.
An idea hits Hyde and he walks over to his turn table. He flips
through his albums and when he finds the one he wants he places it on
the player. He walks back over to Jackie and extends a hand to her.
Jackie is slightly puzzled but takes his hand anyway. He immediatly
puts one hand at the small of her back and takes her other hand in
his.
Jackie: I thought you couldn't dance Steven.
Hyde: I can slow dance. Now I want you too pay a lot of attention to
the song okay?
Jackie: Sure Steven.
The magical voice and music of Cat Stevens fills the air.
Don't be shy just let your feelings roll on by
Don't wear fear or nobody will know you're there
Just life your head and lift your feelings out instead
And don't be shy just let your feelings roll on by
On by on by on by on by on by on by on by on by on by
You know love is better than a song
Love is where all of us belong
So don't be shy just let your feelings roll on by
Don't wear fear or nobody will know you're there
You're there you're there you're there you're there you're there
you're there
Don't be shy just let your feelings roll on by
Don't wear fear or nobody will know you're there
Just life your head and lift your feelings out instead
And don't be shy just let your feelings roll on by
On by on by on by on by on by on by on by on by on by
Hyde was inspired by the earnest honestness of the lyrics and decided
to plunge into the deep end. Still holding Jackie in his arms he
adressed her.
Hyde: Jackie, ever since our date, I haven't been able to stop
thinking about you, and I SO felt something when we kissed.
Jackie: Oh my God Steven! I didn't think you were going to ever
admit it!
Hyde: You knew about it?
Jackie: Yes.
Hyde: Why didn't you call me on it?
Jackie: It's stupid. I didn't want you to yell at me. If I couldn't
have you as a boyfriend, I still wanted your friendship.
Hyde: God, I'm an ass.
Jackie: (laughs) Yep, that you are.
Hyde chuckles and pulls her in closer.
Hyde: So, ya wanna try kissing again? This time FULL honesty?
Jackie: Sounds good too me.
They lean in and share a gentle, sweet, and phenomenal kiss.
Hyde: Ok, that was amazing.
Jackie: Oh goody!
Hyde: So what should we do now?
Jackie: (yawning) Well, I'd love to stay up and chat about this, but
I'm beat. SO can we talk about this in the morning?
Hyde: Wow, jaberjaw herself doesn't want to talk?
Jackie: (swating playfully at his chest) Oh, shut up!
Jackie climbs into the bed and Hyde tucks the blankets around her.
Jackie: (confused) Aren't you going to go to sleep?
Hyde: Yes, but I'm trying to be a gentleman and respect your personal
space.
Jackie: Oh, Steven you are so sweet!
Hyde: (blushing) Sure, whatever. Goodnight Jackie.
The next morning Bud removed the chair from his son's doorway and
peaked inside. A huge grin spread across his face when he saw his
son resting on top of the blankets with an arm around his
girlfriend's waist. Chuckling to himself he cloased the door and
began singing an old song.
Bud: Oh, matchmaker, matchmaker make me a match. Find me my love
catch me a catch.....
THE END