Note
I know I already have 2 Jackie and Eric fan fics going, one is under another pseudonym. But I want to write another based on the shopping trip Eric and Jackie took in the season 6 episode, "Are You Sure It's Alright?"
I don't write "R" rated sexual material, so I will leave that in the capable hands of other "'70s Show" author's. I haven't been inspired to write "'70s" fan fic for a very a long time. Thanks to those who have liked my stories in the past. I hope you like this one.~Carol
Chapter 1 If I Can't Have You
Scene 1 ~ Halverson's Department Store ~
There he was all by himself in the mall on a Saturday afternoon clearly eyeing the cheapest tuxedo jackets. His eyes were downcast and his mind was elsewhere. For some odd reason she felt nervous to approach him. She dismissed it as being silly.
"Hi, Eric."
He turned around grateful to hear the sound of a happy female voice. "Hi, Jackie."
"Why are you here on a Saturday afternoon?"
"Because Donna didn't like the first tux I picked out and she gave me this list on what to look for." He handed her a piece of lined yellow paper.
"You don't need a list," She crumbled it up and threw it on the floor, "You need Jackie!"
He smiled. Jackie took command of the situation like she did the first time they were thrown together shopping and grabbed a black jacket that was more suitable for Eric's frame.
"Here. Try this on."
"Uh—Thanks," He looked at the price tag. He could not afford it and that was just the jacket let alone the trousers.
"Don't worry about the cost."
"Jackie, I can't ask you to—you already helped with making an engagement ring payment. And I still didn't pay you back for that."
"Eric, don't worry about it. This tuxedo will be perfect on you. And grab the matching trousers in gray."
There was something soothing about the older Jackie that he did his best to overlook. Five minutes later she walked into the men's dressing area and threw a vest over the doors.
"Jackie! What are you doing outside?"
"How else was I going to give you the vest?"
"Okay. Will you go back outside the fitting room?"
"No, I think I'll stay here. After all you're going to come out fully clothed."
He waited for the remark about his scrawny body and was delightfully surprised that there was no burn.
Three minutes later:
"Does this meet with your approval?"
"Oh my god—"
"What?" Eric asked as he stood in front of the full-length mirror
"You look very handsome."
She fixed the shoulders and the back of the jacket like she did last time, but this time he had tingly in the pants feelings.
"Tha—um, Jackie, I just remembered...I have to meet Donna for lunch..." He started to walk away.
"Eric---you didn't change back into your clothes."
"Oops. Sorry. Thanks for everything, Jackie. But I can't let you buy me this suit. I'll come back when I have some more money saved up." He went back into the dressing room.
Jackie knew that there was no way that Eric could be having lunch with Donna because she had a Saturday afternoon class at Point Place Community College. He felt it too. Hey, she was Jackie Burkhart the prettiest girl in the land. She thought when did Eric get so hot? How come she didn't notice before? There was no point in this. She and Steven were an item and he was engaged to be married to her best friend. She wanted Eric Forman. Her boyfriends best friend and her best friends fiancée. Jackie ran out of the store surprised at the real tears that came out of her eyes.
Scene 2 ~ Jackie's bedroom ~
Jackie was doing what she did twice a year and that was sorting her daytime cosmetics from her nighttime cosmetics. Steven said he'd be over, but he was an hour late. He was probably sitting in the basement with Michael, Fez, and-----she let her mind wander, Eric. There was a knock on her bedroom door and her heart skipped a beat.
"Hi, Jackie."
"Hi, Donna!" 'Always be perky, you're Jackie Burkhart.'
Donna threw her books on Jackie's dresser. "I'm sorry about that."
"Is anything wrong?"
"I send Eric to Halverson's to complete one SIMPLE little task and that dillhole wants to buy a tuxedo that's OUT of our price range."
He didn't tell Donna that she was one that picked out that more expensive tuxedo and that she wanted to pay for it.
"Donna," Jackie put her daytime lipsticks in her carrying case, "Don't you think you are being a little too hard on Eric?"
"He knows we're on a budget, Jackie. Man, he's so immature at times. I wonder why I am marrying him."
Jackie stood up, "I wonder why you are too."
Before Donna could respond the phone rang and instead of grabbing the one in her room she ran once more to her mother's room not giving a damn if Donna stayed or if she left.
Scene 3 ~ Eric's Basement ~ 12AM
Hyde had to pull a late shift at the restaurant so Jackie figured it'd be okay to see how Eric was doing once she realized Donna had left his house for the night. For some reason that she couldn't explain she knocked on the door.
"Come in," Eric said while reading the newspaper. He needed another job as working with Kelso and Hyde was getting to be a bother.
"It's me, Jackie!" She exclaimed as she carried a metal tin.
He let out a small laugh, "Why'd you knock?"
"I didn't want to disturb you."
"You're not. What's in the tin?"
"I made you cookies."
"You made me cookies?"
"Well the dough was pre made."
"Uh, thanks," She opened up the tin and handed it to him, "Why?"
"Donna came by earlier and I got the feeling you didn't tell her about me meeting you in the store—so it was partly my fault that she yelled at you about the tuxedo being too expensive."
"It wasn't your fault, Jackie."
She was too nervous to sit down, "I guess I should be going.... I just wanted to make sure you were all right...and you obviously are...so----"
"You sure you don't want to watch a movie with me?"
It was the longest three seconds of Jackie Burkhart's life. Should she go or should she stay? What if Steven came home and saw her watching a movie with Eric? They'd get into a fight and she didn't want that to happen.
"I better go, but thanks, Eric."
"Thank you for the cookies."
"You're welcome. Everyone could use a little Jackie Burkhart magic!"
She ran and realized she ran away from the situation twice yesterday and once today. She couldn't keep doing this, but what choice did she have? When Jackie was gone Eric took the cookie tin upstairs to his room to put under his bed. That's all Hyde had to see. He realized when he passed Red and Kitty asleep on the sofa in front of the TV that they were right all along. He was too young to be married. He took off his sneakers and threw himself on top of his bed realizing that the choices he made now were going to affect the rest of his life. All he could do at that moment was turn off the light.
Scene 4 ~ The Forman Kitchen ~ 12PM
Jackie was relieved to see Steven in the kitchen by himself eating a sandwich Kitty had made him before she went to the hospital to start her work shift.
"Where's Red?" She asked
"He and Forman went somewhere. Would you get me another Coke out of the fridge, doll?"
Jackie rolled her eyes as she went to refrigerator to get her boyfriend a soda.
"Steven, we need to talk." She pulled up a chair
"Uh god...what's on your mind, Jackie?"
"I think we should stop seeing each other..."
"Do you want to get back with Kelso?" He looked at her with disappointed eyes.
"No! Steven, I'm unhappy with how it's going on with us and I just think we should break up."
"No, Jackie! You wouldn't be saying this unless there was another man. Who is it? And even if you don't tell me I will find out and kick his ass!"
"There is NO other guy," Jackie stood up determined not to run anymore, "I don't love you anymore, Steven. I thought I did, but I didn't."
Hyde got up, "I never should have gone out with you. You are a f***ing bitch." and he walked out of the kitchen loudly opening the swinging door.
Jackie didn't want to cry, but she couldn't help it. She couldn't reveal her feelings to Eric now. Hyde would kill him for certain. But there was one thing she could do and that was walk not run out of the Forman house. What was she going to do? She knew she couldn't come back here anymore. She knew she couldn't talk to Donna without losing it completely. And she couldn't see Eric anymore. When she got to the corner and was able to duck in one of the back alley's she sat on a stoop with her hands over her face and cried over the dreams that she was not allowed to have.
Scene 5 ~ Back alley ~
"Jackie, what's wrong?" Fez asked her as he sucked a grape lollipop.
"Fez," She dried her eyes, "What are you doing in back alleys?"
"Looking for love in all the wrong places."
"Oh," she let out a small laugh, pissed off at herself that she couldn't be perky in public, "Fez, can you do me a favor?"
"Sure. Sit on Fez' lap."
She punched him in the arm. "Not that, you pig! Tell him, I'm very sorry."
She was certain that the message would get to Eric somehow but she knew that falling in love with Eric Forman would cause too many problems and that it was best to ask her Mom if she could stay with one of her aunts in New York. She ignored Fez' sexual needs talk as she tried to hold her head up high and walk the long way home trying to convince herself that she was doing the right thing where everybody was concerned. Hopefully, he'd at least have the good sense not to marry Donna. She was controlling and poison and Eric Forman deserved better than Donna Pinciotti. He deserved the wonderful and stunning Jackie Burkhart. But that such as a rose that blooms in the winter snow could never be.
I know I already have 2 Jackie and Eric fan fics going, one is under another pseudonym. But I want to write another based on the shopping trip Eric and Jackie took in the season 6 episode, "Are You Sure It's Alright?"
I don't write "R" rated sexual material, so I will leave that in the capable hands of other "'70s Show" author's. I haven't been inspired to write "'70s" fan fic for a very a long time. Thanks to those who have liked my stories in the past. I hope you like this one.~Carol
Chapter 1 If I Can't Have You
Scene 1 ~ Halverson's Department Store ~
There he was all by himself in the mall on a Saturday afternoon clearly eyeing the cheapest tuxedo jackets. His eyes were downcast and his mind was elsewhere. For some odd reason she felt nervous to approach him. She dismissed it as being silly.
"Hi, Eric."
He turned around grateful to hear the sound of a happy female voice. "Hi, Jackie."
"Why are you here on a Saturday afternoon?"
"Because Donna didn't like the first tux I picked out and she gave me this list on what to look for." He handed her a piece of lined yellow paper.
"You don't need a list," She crumbled it up and threw it on the floor, "You need Jackie!"
He smiled. Jackie took command of the situation like she did the first time they were thrown together shopping and grabbed a black jacket that was more suitable for Eric's frame.
"Here. Try this on."
"Uh—Thanks," He looked at the price tag. He could not afford it and that was just the jacket let alone the trousers.
"Don't worry about the cost."
"Jackie, I can't ask you to—you already helped with making an engagement ring payment. And I still didn't pay you back for that."
"Eric, don't worry about it. This tuxedo will be perfect on you. And grab the matching trousers in gray."
There was something soothing about the older Jackie that he did his best to overlook. Five minutes later she walked into the men's dressing area and threw a vest over the doors.
"Jackie! What are you doing outside?"
"How else was I going to give you the vest?"
"Okay. Will you go back outside the fitting room?"
"No, I think I'll stay here. After all you're going to come out fully clothed."
He waited for the remark about his scrawny body and was delightfully surprised that there was no burn.
Three minutes later:
"Does this meet with your approval?"
"Oh my god—"
"What?" Eric asked as he stood in front of the full-length mirror
"You look very handsome."
She fixed the shoulders and the back of the jacket like she did last time, but this time he had tingly in the pants feelings.
"Tha—um, Jackie, I just remembered...I have to meet Donna for lunch..." He started to walk away.
"Eric---you didn't change back into your clothes."
"Oops. Sorry. Thanks for everything, Jackie. But I can't let you buy me this suit. I'll come back when I have some more money saved up." He went back into the dressing room.
Jackie knew that there was no way that Eric could be having lunch with Donna because she had a Saturday afternoon class at Point Place Community College. He felt it too. Hey, she was Jackie Burkhart the prettiest girl in the land. She thought when did Eric get so hot? How come she didn't notice before? There was no point in this. She and Steven were an item and he was engaged to be married to her best friend. She wanted Eric Forman. Her boyfriends best friend and her best friends fiancée. Jackie ran out of the store surprised at the real tears that came out of her eyes.
Scene 2 ~ Jackie's bedroom ~
Jackie was doing what she did twice a year and that was sorting her daytime cosmetics from her nighttime cosmetics. Steven said he'd be over, but he was an hour late. He was probably sitting in the basement with Michael, Fez, and-----she let her mind wander, Eric. There was a knock on her bedroom door and her heart skipped a beat.
"Hi, Jackie."
"Hi, Donna!" 'Always be perky, you're Jackie Burkhart.'
Donna threw her books on Jackie's dresser. "I'm sorry about that."
"Is anything wrong?"
"I send Eric to Halverson's to complete one SIMPLE little task and that dillhole wants to buy a tuxedo that's OUT of our price range."
He didn't tell Donna that she was one that picked out that more expensive tuxedo and that she wanted to pay for it.
"Donna," Jackie put her daytime lipsticks in her carrying case, "Don't you think you are being a little too hard on Eric?"
"He knows we're on a budget, Jackie. Man, he's so immature at times. I wonder why I am marrying him."
Jackie stood up, "I wonder why you are too."
Before Donna could respond the phone rang and instead of grabbing the one in her room she ran once more to her mother's room not giving a damn if Donna stayed or if she left.
Scene 3 ~ Eric's Basement ~ 12AM
Hyde had to pull a late shift at the restaurant so Jackie figured it'd be okay to see how Eric was doing once she realized Donna had left his house for the night. For some reason that she couldn't explain she knocked on the door.
"Come in," Eric said while reading the newspaper. He needed another job as working with Kelso and Hyde was getting to be a bother.
"It's me, Jackie!" She exclaimed as she carried a metal tin.
He let out a small laugh, "Why'd you knock?"
"I didn't want to disturb you."
"You're not. What's in the tin?"
"I made you cookies."
"You made me cookies?"
"Well the dough was pre made."
"Uh, thanks," She opened up the tin and handed it to him, "Why?"
"Donna came by earlier and I got the feeling you didn't tell her about me meeting you in the store—so it was partly my fault that she yelled at you about the tuxedo being too expensive."
"It wasn't your fault, Jackie."
She was too nervous to sit down, "I guess I should be going.... I just wanted to make sure you were all right...and you obviously are...so----"
"You sure you don't want to watch a movie with me?"
It was the longest three seconds of Jackie Burkhart's life. Should she go or should she stay? What if Steven came home and saw her watching a movie with Eric? They'd get into a fight and she didn't want that to happen.
"I better go, but thanks, Eric."
"Thank you for the cookies."
"You're welcome. Everyone could use a little Jackie Burkhart magic!"
She ran and realized she ran away from the situation twice yesterday and once today. She couldn't keep doing this, but what choice did she have? When Jackie was gone Eric took the cookie tin upstairs to his room to put under his bed. That's all Hyde had to see. He realized when he passed Red and Kitty asleep on the sofa in front of the TV that they were right all along. He was too young to be married. He took off his sneakers and threw himself on top of his bed realizing that the choices he made now were going to affect the rest of his life. All he could do at that moment was turn off the light.
Scene 4 ~ The Forman Kitchen ~ 12PM
Jackie was relieved to see Steven in the kitchen by himself eating a sandwich Kitty had made him before she went to the hospital to start her work shift.
"Where's Red?" She asked
"He and Forman went somewhere. Would you get me another Coke out of the fridge, doll?"
Jackie rolled her eyes as she went to refrigerator to get her boyfriend a soda.
"Steven, we need to talk." She pulled up a chair
"Uh god...what's on your mind, Jackie?"
"I think we should stop seeing each other..."
"Do you want to get back with Kelso?" He looked at her with disappointed eyes.
"No! Steven, I'm unhappy with how it's going on with us and I just think we should break up."
"No, Jackie! You wouldn't be saying this unless there was another man. Who is it? And even if you don't tell me I will find out and kick his ass!"
"There is NO other guy," Jackie stood up determined not to run anymore, "I don't love you anymore, Steven. I thought I did, but I didn't."
Hyde got up, "I never should have gone out with you. You are a f***ing bitch." and he walked out of the kitchen loudly opening the swinging door.
Jackie didn't want to cry, but she couldn't help it. She couldn't reveal her feelings to Eric now. Hyde would kill him for certain. But there was one thing she could do and that was walk not run out of the Forman house. What was she going to do? She knew she couldn't come back here anymore. She knew she couldn't talk to Donna without losing it completely. And she couldn't see Eric anymore. When she got to the corner and was able to duck in one of the back alley's she sat on a stoop with her hands over her face and cried over the dreams that she was not allowed to have.
Scene 5 ~ Back alley ~
"Jackie, what's wrong?" Fez asked her as he sucked a grape lollipop.
"Fez," She dried her eyes, "What are you doing in back alleys?"
"Looking for love in all the wrong places."
"Oh," she let out a small laugh, pissed off at herself that she couldn't be perky in public, "Fez, can you do me a favor?"
"Sure. Sit on Fez' lap."
She punched him in the arm. "Not that, you pig! Tell him, I'm very sorry."
She was certain that the message would get to Eric somehow but she knew that falling in love with Eric Forman would cause too many problems and that it was best to ask her Mom if she could stay with one of her aunts in New York. She ignored Fez' sexual needs talk as she tried to hold her head up high and walk the long way home trying to convince herself that she was doing the right thing where everybody was concerned. Hopefully, he'd at least have the good sense not to marry Donna. She was controlling and poison and Eric Forman deserved better than Donna Pinciotti. He deserved the wonderful and stunning Jackie Burkhart. But that such as a rose that blooms in the winter snow could never be.