A/N: Hello! Bonjour! Salve! Hallo! Hola! This is yet another Valentine's chapter, only this tme it's about the rest of the gang. I think I'll do one more chapter after this, and then maybe I'll do the cute one I've been saving up…we'll see. I hope you guys enjoy this one!

"Stupid Michael. Bet he's sitting in the basement all by himself on Valentine's day. Because he's a jerk. A stupid, stupid, jerk. Serves him right." Jackie huffed madly.

Donna rolled her eyes. "You miss him, don't you?"

"Yes!" Jackie frowned.

Donna swept her red hair back into a black clip and started applying makeup for her date with Eric tonight. "Jackie, you seriously need to get over him. He's a cheating dirt bag, remember?"

"Yes, but he was my cheating dirt bag!" Jackie lamented. "And liar or not, he's still almost as hot as me."

"Jackie! There are plenty of other guys!" Yes. This was exactly the sort of conversation Donna wanted as she got ready for her Valentine's date.

Jackie wasn't listening. "I bet if I went in there and told him that I already had a date for tonight, he would feel so stupid."

Donna shook her head. "Whoa. First of all, Kelso is stupid. All the time. Secondly, you have a date, and you're still in here whining about him?"

"Well, yeah," Jackie pouted as she plopped down onto Donna's green bedspread. "Please, Donna, do you even know who I am? Any boy in school would be lucky to have me, of course I got a date!"

Donna put the top back on her lipstick. "I really don't see your problem then, Jackie."

"Oh my god, Donna, do I have to explain everything to you?" Jackie could tell by the vaguely annoyed look in Donna's eyes that Donna didn't want to hear the answer, but oh well! She needed Jackie to teach her these things. "Michael is going to be crushed without me, and I'm too good a person to let innocent boys suffer."

"You love making boys suffer!" Kelso also wasn't innocent, but apparently logic wasn't getting through to the tiny brunette today.

Jackie crossed her legs and considered this. "But I can't leave him here unattended, where your boyfriend's whore of a sister could find him!"

"Jackie! Shut up!" Finally Jackie settled into her woe with a resigned "hm!"

Donna, sighing in relief, opened her closet to get out a matching pair of shoes for her expensive, and she thought, smoking hot dress.

"Fez!"

"Ai!" Fez cried out, startled, then laughed awkwardly. "Oh, hello, ladies. What are you doing here?"

"It's Donna's closet," Jackie said, disgusted.

"Donna's closet? Oh, my mistake ladies, I thought it was…" The two glaring set of eyes burning into his own told him that no excuse would pardon him. "Fine. Good day." He strolled towards Donna's door, but spun on his heels at the last second. "Neither of you would be interested in giving Fez a Valentine's kiss?" He looked at the girl's faces again. "I'll go."

"Yeah, you do that," Jackie sneered after him. She waited until Fez closed the door and then snapped up from the bed. "Omigod, Donna, the foreigner heard what I said about Michael!"

"Jackie, everyone knows. It's all you talk about when Kelso's not there. We all know you miss him."

"Am I really that obvious?" Jackie asked.

"Yes!"


Eric wiggled his tie into place. "Man, I really hope I have enough money to cover dinner with Donna tonight."

"Oh, stop whining and grab some cash out of your little board game," Laurie mocked as she deposited her laundry basket on the floor, her bouncy blond hair moving over her face. Kelso watched on in longing.

"How…how did you know about that?" Forman stammered.

"Oh, please, everyone knows," Laurie insisted. Forman almost gasped in surprise.

"Alls I know is that it's Valentine's day, and I'm all alone." Kelso sounded pretty bummed out. "Hey, Laurie, you want to-"

"Nope." She smiled sweetly.

"Damn, Laurie, I didn't even ask you yet!"

Laurie put her delicate hands on her hips. "Nope. Sorry, I'm in the mood to play with some big boys tonight."

"Uh!" The kettle head squealed at the insult.

Laurie smirked as she waltzed up the cold steps.

"Can you believe her?" Kelso demanded.

Eric crossed his arms. "Yes. Yes, I can." He grinned at Kelso's gaping mouth in response to his insensitivity.

Forman gave a final tug at his tie and brushed any invisible particles that might have been clinging to his shirt away. He walked over to his Candy Land game and pulled out a wad of tens. He had seventy bucks in his wallet including this addition. That better cover dinner with his girlfriend, and if it didn't, then he really should have picked a less expensive restaurant. Man, he better not get mugged tonight, carrying around this much money.

"Alright, Kelso, I'm going to get Donna. Have fun, stay sober, and keep your clothes on," he joked.

"Well, I guess I will, since I have nobody to take them off with!" Kelso bellowed.

"Gross, alright, thanks for that mental image, man," Eric said before cheerfully climbing the stairs to meet Donna outside.


"Oh my god, Eric, this place looks so expensive!" Donna said in awe.

"Yeah," Forman gulped, "yeah, it certainly does."

He pulled out her seat for her once they had been led to their table and smiled. "So, this menu look good to you? Because, you know, we can go somewhere else if it doesn't." Somewhere less expensive.

"No, Eric, it's perfect!" Donna grinned.

"Really? That's-that's great."

"Yeah, the food looks great," she smiled. God, her smile looked so pretty to him, despite it meaning that he would indeed have to spend most of his money tonight. She was worth it.

"Cool. You know what? Get anything you want, forget money."

Donna giggled. "Eric, that's sweet, but you're not rich."

"Oh really?" He replied in a fake accent, curling his fingers to give himself a fake mustache and monocle. She laughed in amusement, loving this moment.

The words just slipped out of her mouth. "I love you."

A/N: Cue sappy awing! Although, I may or may not make this her first declaration of love (in place of the "I love…cake" episode. Oh, Eric, how smooth thou art.) I'm glad I could fit in some Fez. I was actually starting to miss him.

I hope you enjoyed, and please review!