Okay, so this is like the longest chapter I've done so far but I don't think it could really have been avioded. Takes place during the episode 'we will rock you.' Jackie and Hyde attempt to have a heart to heart, which of course, goes up in flames.

Jackie spent the next week trying to get closer to Fez, which was extremely difficult considering how close they were already. It wasn't until she bought a new Village People album and showed it to him did hee even respond with much enthusiasm.

Hyde pull the record out of Fez's hands. "Disco sucks, man."

Like we all didn't already know your opinion on disco, Jackie thought, but that line had somehow started a conversation among the group of exactly how much disco sucks, which eventually led to the gang throughing a disco burning bonfire. At first, it seemed utterly ridiculous that Fez and Jackie would be going, until Fez announced he was going to a Weight Watchers meeting to pick up women. Jackie could not let that happen. "Wait, wait! Fez, hey maybe we should go, you know, and defend the music that we love, as a team."He agreed before leaving saying Weight Watchers meetings would always be there.

The rest of the group started taunting he about how she secretly loves Fez, including Donna singing, "Jackie loves the Forign boy, Hola, taco!" and a threat from Hyde that she better not get in the way of him setting things on fire.

Hyde kept thinking over Jackie's plan to get close to Fez. It's never going to work, Hyde thought to himself. I wonder how many skanky drunk rocker chicks I can get to hit on Fez... Already the plan was forming in his head, as well as the plan to sell beer at the bonfire.

He wasn't really expecting Jackie and Fez to bring a cop to the bonfire, though. Nor was he expecting the cop to hate disco as much as himself, but he was glad it worked out that way. Now he had a reason to find the skanky rocker chick. It wasn't that hard to get her to drape herself all over Fez,considering she already had six beers. He found Jackie talking to a group of rockers, probably attempting to twist there minds into thinking disco was actually cool, and decided to confront her about her whore loving foreign crush.

"Hey, Jackie," he pulled her over to the side. "I was thinking of a way to get back at you for calling the cops on me, and then it hit me. Your only hear to get with Fez," Part of him was wondering why he was telling her what he did, but there was still too little time between their secret affair and now, it would be awkward to onlookers if he suddenly started being nice to her, that's what he told himself anyways. If he was being truthful, he would know he was jealous she had chosen the weird foreigner over himself. He had been rejected in a way he hadn't before, not by words, but actions. She had never actually seemed interested in anyone else when they broke up before, so this was new territory, and the only way he knew how to deal was how he usually dealed, zen and a good Burn.

"So I figured, why not I find the skankiest, slutiest, drunkest chick here," he continued. "Give her three more beers, and introduce her to Fez?"

Jackie stared at him in disbelief. "Oh, you wouldn't."

"Oh, I already did."

"You didn't!"

"I just said I did!"

"You wouldn't dare."

"I did! Turn around and look!"

When she saw the skanky blond sticking her tounge down Fez's throat her face turned red with anger, and he actually left with her! He left Jackie with a bunch of disco hateing rebels to make out with a rocker chick! What was wrong with him!? Why couldn't he see how much she liked him, that she acctually wanted to be with him!?

Jackie felt betrayed by Fez for leaving her for the skankwad blond and by Hyde for organizing the whole thing. She stole a jacket from some drunken person and placed it on the ground to sit on. As much as she disliked drunk disco haters, she disliked getting her white pants dirty even more. She leaned against a boulder and closed her eyes to the criminal display of disco animosity. She blocked out the sounds and tried to pretend she was at a fancy party wearing a gorgeous ball gown and everyone else was jealous. It wasn't enough to block out the voice she heard next though.

"Hey," Hyde said as he walked up to her. Her eyes opened and stared at him. Seeing her sitting on the ground, her legs crisscrossed and her hands resting in her lap, made her seem even smaller than usual, even more like a porclean doll, and as her eyes turned to his he felt a strong desire to call her dollface like he used to. He dropped the notion, knowing it was probably the last thing she wanted to hear. Hell, he was probably the last person she wanted to see, but he was here anyways.

"Hey, I thought you were selling beer to delinquents." she said, her eyes glued to his shaded ones. How the hell can he wear sunglasses at night? she thought to herself.

"Eh, Randy's manning the keg right now." he said, sitting down next to her. "Want a beer?" he asked offering her the cup in his hand.

"Are you gonna charge me?" she asked. Her remark was snooty, but not unwelcomed. Hyde expected she would mearly ignore him or kick him in the shin.

"Nah, basement members get beer free," She took the cup from his hand. "Plus, I already drank half of it." Oh well she thought. Half a beer's better than none. She took a sip and scrunched her nose. She had never really gotten used to the taste of beer.

"So," Hyde said.

"So," Jackie said back.

"Why him?" he didn't really want to know but if it was a way to understand what was going on in her head, he would take it.

"I'm sorry?" she was confused at the unclear question and Hyde's attitude. His voice was curious, almost conserned, but his body was frigid. She could tell he was trying to relax, trying to act like this was just a casual conversation.

"Why Fez?" He finallly said.

The queston caught her off gaurd. This was about Fez? He got Randy to take care of the keg, walked over here with half a beer and sat down to talk about Fez?

"He's my perfect man," she answered as if it was just a fact.

"How do you know that?" he asked, shifting to face her more. "How do you know he's your perfect man" with emphasis on the last two words he stared at her, as if trying to will her to admit she was wrong or the whole thing was a sham.

"He likes everything I like. He's a gentleman. He makes me feel good about myself and he treats me like the princess I am..."

"What a load of crap," Hyde said, not even waiting for her to finish the list of ridiculous resons.

"Excuse me?!"

"Jackie," he said her name in that slitely impatient voice he would use when he was about to explain something to her. "If you wanted someone who liked all the same things as you, you would have started dateing him after the stupid roller-disco thing you guys did back in high school. If you want a gentlemen, you're not gonna find one. All men are pigs and thats just the way it is, and Fez is probably the biggest pig in the group next to Kelso."

"You're forgetting feeling good about myself and treating me like a princess." Her jaw was tight and her eyes flashed with defiance. He could tell his words were haveing an affect.

"Yes, I know," Hyde said, "and feeling good about yourself is great, but eventually he's gonna mess up like Kelso and I did, and as for the princess thing... if you wanted to be treated like a princess, you would have broken us off at a summer fling that day Donna and Foreman caught us makeing out in the basement. You knew I wasn't gonna treat you like a princess."

She was staring at the unruly disco-haters haveing turned away from him during the speech. "Are you done now?" she asked. She looked to him and he nodded. "First of all, I was always with Micheal or you before I realized Fez and I are perfect for eachother. It's not like I was looking for another man when I was already in a relationship. Second, Fez is a gentleman, albeit with a few minor character flaws that may make him seem less so, but he knows how to act properly in the proper cercumstances and he has never ever cheated on a woman he was with. Third, the princess thing, as you so elegantly put it. I like to be treated like a princess. It's who I am! I told you when we were dateing that I was lowering my standards. Well, after I dumbed you, standards went back up." She paused for a moment before continueing. "And as for feeling good about myself... I know he's going to screw up at some point. He's a man, it's inevitable, but there is no way his screw up could be worse than your's or Micheal's" Her voice was determined, resolute, but her body trembled at the emotions running through her as if any moment she was going to fall apart at the seams. "Both of you broke my heart just to put it back together and break it again and Fez would never do that."

"Jackie, everything I ever did to hurt you I would take back if I could," His voice was sad, apolagetic, sincere. It was impossible for anyone to think he wasn't telling the truth.

Jackie gave a sad sort of laugh. "That's not good enough," she said. "Micheal broke my heart, but you didn't just do that. You broke my morality. I may be a bitch and may lie on a daily basis, but one of the things I never thought I would do, one of the things I never thought I would have allowed myself to do was become someone's side woman, become the girl that the man cheated with. I became your mistress! I lied myself into thinking that in the end you would choose me!"

"I did choose you! For god's sake, Jackie. I was going to marry you but you never gave me the chance to answer! and then I see Kelso standing in your hotel room naked? What did you expect me to do?!"

"Well, not go off and marry a danm stripper!"

"I was angry, drunk and in Vegas! I don't even remember the wedding! and we weren't really married!"

"And when you found out you weren't really married you still let her stay!"

"I did not! I told her to leave!"

"Not soon enough!"Jackie stood up and towered over Hyde. "You should have asked her to leave the minute she got here, the minute you started fooling around with me and the minute you found out she was already married to an old fat guy! You had three chances and you took none of them! You screwed yourself! I realized you're a jerk who has strung me along more than anyone else in my life ever has!And once Fez remembers that I'm perfect and realizes that I want to be his girlfriend, we'll be happy and you'll be alone without a wife or a girlfriend, smoking pot in the Foreman's basement!" With those words obviously ending the conversation she stormed off into the crowd of rebels,, her half a beer sitting next to Hyde on the dirty jacket, comletely forgotten.

For the next hour or so, Jackie's emotions ran wild, anger, saddness, and confusion taking the riens. She didn't talk to anyone or do anything, just leaned against a tree thinking until she heard Hyde announce it was time to light the bonfire at which she ran up to him in protest. After all, she did come here to protect the music she loved, even if her partner did leave her to make out with a slut.

Truth be told, Hyde couldn't acctually burn the records since he had had a few too many beers himself, so he called Randy over to do it and went to go sit down. Once he left though, he heard Fez behind him yelling stop and Jackie's surprise response. I'm starting to really dislike him, Hyde thought to himself. Fez was supposed to be makeing out with the drunk chick. Foreigners suck... He stood near Randy for balance if nessessary, unable to really make it far enough to intervene there conversation, just out of earshot.

He watched the two. Fez's serious face, Jackie's hopeful eyes. Relief soon spread throughout her features. Hyde's eyes stared on as Fez's voice got louder to address the whole crowd.

"... I want everyone to know it!" He yelled. "Jackie Burckhart and I are in love..." The words were out and floating in the air. Hyde's hands started shaking, his jaw tightened and his muscles flexed. If anyone could have seen him in the dark, they would have been terrified. What the hell?! He ain't leaving here without a broken arm! He tried to move forward but only accomplished stumbling and grabbing on to Randy's shoulder for support.

"... with Disco!" the last words were said. Hyde stared at the two as Randy helped him stand up again. Jackie's face dropped, she was obviously thinking the same as Hyde, and Fez continued to rant... before hitting the tiki trorch into the pile of records and ultamately setting them on fire himself. The anger that had consumed Hyde a minute ago was now replaced with amusement at the situation and triumph at seeing the pile go up in flames, but he could see Jackie. Her face was low with a disappointment but not on the brink of tears, like what might have been excpected. This also lifted his spirits. He knew her emotions so well, and if a situation similar to this had taken place between her and himself, she would have been devasteted, not dissapointed.

Later that night, or more likely extremely early the next morning, Jackie finally managed to get to bed, thanking god she didn't have to work later. That night her dreams consisted of memories. Pictures from her passed of her and Fez and her and Hyde blurred together in her head in a montage of experiences, and when she woke up she couldn't help but cry.