Holiday

A/N: As much as I like flexing my angsty writing muscles, I decided that I needed to get back to my roots of just writing fluffy humorous stories. The idea of a J/H honeymoon has always made me smile. And so does a guy like Barry in the Wisconsin wilderness. Hilarity will hopefully ensue. This is part of the ManhattanVerse series, I suppose, like my other stories.

Disclaimer: I own nothing affiliated with THAT 70s SHOW. But Barry is mine.

"Steven! I want to be out the door in an hour!" Jackie exclaimed, throwing stuff in her suitcase as fast as she could. He was brushing his teeth, amused that his new wife was flipping out this much about the flight. "If we don't get there on time and we miss our flight I'll be so upset you won't believe it and I'll get a divorce from you!" He laughed, and she stood in the doorway, hand on her hip.

"What is so funny?" she demanded.

"You're what's so funny," he said. "Calm down, we have all afternoon to get to the airport. We won't miss our flight, just chill out."

"You better be right," she said, and began grabbing her stuff from the bathroom. "I don't want to spend our honeymoon in Point Place, especially since we've already paid for the tickets and the hotel on the beach." He grabbed her arm, and pulled her to him. She sighed, and he massaged her shoulders. "This is taking up valuable time."

"Calm down," he repeated, and rubbed her slightly protruding stomach. "Stress isn't good for it."

"It, you make our child sound so alien," she said, placing her hand on his.

"I won't call it anything but 'it' until it's born, especially since you won't let us know the gender."

"It has to be a surprise," she said. "Ugh, going on my honeymoon three months pregnant, the whole 'bride in trouble' idea applies to me so well."

"You still look fine, it's barely noticeable," he said, and she continued packing.

"I heard one of my parent's friends mutter 'how dare she wear white?'" Jackie said, irritated. He shook his head, and she sat on the bed.

"Come on, Jackie, don't let them get to you," he said.

"Come to think of it, I think it was my aunt Felicia," Jackie muttered, and rested her hands on her head.

"We're going to have a great honeymoon, just think about that," he said. She nodded, and someone knocked on their door.

"Come in!" Jackie called. Barry Grant walked into the room.

"Are you all packed?" he asked, sitting next to his best friend. She nodded, and then shook her head. "Well what do you need still?"

"I still have to pack my underwear and stuff," she said.

"I don't touch girls stuff," Barry said. She shoved him a little bit, and ran for the drawers to pack some more. "So Hyde, has she driven you crazy yet?"

"She's been driving me crazy since I moved to New York," he answered, and she threw a slipper at him. "Hey! Careful, those are dangerous, those bunny slippers."

"Hell hath no fury like a pregnant woman insulted," Barry said. "Oh, speaking of fury, guess what I found out."

"… You've been straight all these years and missed out on marrying me?" Jackie teased.

"God no," Barry said. "I called the airport and MY flight was completely cancelled, and the only one that they could get me on is three days from now."

"Jeeze!" Jackie exclaimed. "So what are you going to do?"

"… Well, you won't believe it, but since Donna and Eric were gonna stay in town a few more days, Kitty offered to let me stay in Laurie's old room," Barry said. "So I'm gonna be hanging out with Eric, Tommy, and the knocked up maid of honor."

"I heard that!" Donna called from the hallway. She walked into the room. "Jackie, are you packed yet?"

"No!" Jackie wailed.

"Please don't upset the pregnant woman," Hyde said, throwing his stuff in a bag.

"Hey, I'm just as excitable too, ya know," Donna said, pointing to her belly. "Here, let me help you guys."

"Barry, you could help too," Jackie said, as Barry simply played with her curling iron.

"I'm fine just sitting on my ass, thank you," Barry said.

"Jackie, don't forget to get a lot of pictures," Donna said. "I've never been to Monterey and I hear it's gorgeous."

"The aquarium is quite amazing," Barry said, and used the curling iron like a ventriloquist dummy. "'I like the sea otters!' Yes, I know you do, Curly!" Jackie grabbed the curling iron from him, and he sulked slightly.

"Monterey Bay is the perfect vacation spot in March," Jackie continued, throwing the curling iron in her suitcase. "For one thing, it's not the tourist season. So there won't be a lot of obnoxious people there to get in my way."

"There she is, taking charge and hating people," Barry said, grabbing the curling iron again. Donna threw Jackie's panties into the bag, and Hyde zipped up his suitcase.

"I'm packed," he said.

"How did you do that!" Jackie exclaimed.

"I don't have enough luggage to last me until winter, that's how," Hyde said. "We're only there for three days, Jackie, you have enough to last three weeks."

"That's over exaggerating," Jackie said. "I have to be able to mix and match nice clothes, and I have to change shoes as well, so in my opinion I packed extremely light."

"'She packed light, Hyde!'" the curling iron said, and Barry chuckled at himself.

"Give me that!" Jackie exclaimed, and packed it away for the second time. "It's like I'm babysitting you or something."

"No, that's my job," Donna said.

"You guys are bitches," Barry muttered, and they both giggled at him. "Okay, are you packed, Jackie?" She looked around, pulled out drawers and went through the list in her head.

"I think I am!" she exclaimed, and smiled from ear to ear. "We're ready to go on our honeymoon!" Hyde nodded, and she hugged him tightly.

"Hey Barry, guess what WE'RE gonna do," Donna said. Barry looked at her skeptically.

"What?" he asked.

"Well, Tommy is going to stay here with Red and Kitty, but you, Eric, and I, we have something else planned."

"You mean YOU have something else planned," he corrected. She nodded, and looked over at Jackie.

"Hey Jackie, do your parents still own that cabin up north?" she asked. Jackie didn't look up as she put on her shoes.

"Yeah, they never use it though," she said. "Why?" Donna smiled at Barry.

"We're going camping!" she exclaimed. Barry and Jackie exchanged glances, and then both burst out laughing. "What?"

"You think… You think… You think I'm gonna go CAMPING!" Barry howled, and Donna grabbed his arm. "Ow! Watch it, Broomhilda."

"We're just all gonna hang out at Jackie's parents cabin, talk, sit in the hottub, have some ADULT TIME THAT I SO DESPERATELY NEED," Donna said, perfecting her scary voice. "This may be the last time I get to go and have some fun, since child number TWO is on the way now, and I am not about to leave you with Red and Kitty. Got it?"

"You'd better do what she says," Hyde said. "If you think Jackie is tough when angry, Pinciotti used to beat up Kelso."

"In grade school?" Barry asked.

"Try just last night," Jackie said. "He was getting fresh with her at the reception." Donna nodded, and arched her eyebrows.

"Just remember that," Donna said, letting his arm go. "Okay? So, get you stuff! We're going camping!" She smiled, and walked from the room.

"So we all get to go on trips!" Jackie said, smiling. "I'll leave my parents a note to tell them you guys will be up there." Barry groaned.

"Winter camping, what a trip," he said. "Hey Hyde, wanna give me your ticket?" Hyde chuckled, and grabbed the bags.

"We gotta go," he said. "See you back in New York, Barry." Barry groaned, as Jackie hugged him.

"I'll call you!" she said. "The key is under the stone lion on the front stoop! Trust me, we're gonna both have great times." They walked out of the guest room, and Barry sighed.

"I hope you're right," he said.