Just Another Day
Summary: Jackie and Hyde try to improve their relationship, but it starts to struggle instead, especially when Kelso sees his chance to finally get Jackie back. Takes place in the summer between season 5 & 6, before the whole 'Brooke' thing. J/H, J/K, E/D.
Disclaimer: Alas, I do not own a single thing.
a/n: Sorry this took so long. . . I got some inspiration from seeing that 70s show tonight.. so here you go! hope you like it!
Chapter Four Can't Argue With That
"Jackie," Kelso knocked lightly on the bathroom door.
"One minute!" Jackie's voice screamed happily from the other side.
Kelso shook his head in slight confusion and went back to Jackie's bedroom, walking around out of boredom. He saw Fluffy Cakes the Unicorn, his good pal. He let his hand stroke Jackie's glittery caboodle case and her diary. Oh my god, her diary.
Kelso glanced back at the bathroom, making sure Jackie wasn't on her way out and opened the tiny diary gently.
Normally, Jackie would have locked it, but it was almost as if god was on Kelso's side today. Or maybe Jackie was just too preoccupied with Hyde to remember the lock her diary anymore.
Kelso felt the secure binding of the pink, fuzzy notebook and flipped through pages, landing upon the final entry, dated yesterday. He began to decipher the tiny script handwriting Jackie had viciously poured into that book last night, while constantly checking on the bathroom door down the hallway.
Dear Diary-
Why won't he say it? I mean, he's said it before. You know when, I wrote about it when it happened, but I'll remind you. When he cheated on me. He told me he loved me. And even though I immediately dissed him afterwards by not saying back, I did love him. And he knows that. So if he said it before, why won't he say it again? Is it just something he'll use to get me in the sack more often or save himself from all his mistakes?
Michael always told me he loved me. But I knew he didn't mean it. With Steven it was serious. It was real. It was genuine. What Steven and I have is so real, so honest that it feels pure, even though, Steven Hyde is as unpure as you can get. I'm just so confused, diary. I don't know what to do. I know I made the right choice, but maybe the right choice is the wrong choice. Does that make any sense? Of course not. Does anything in my life make sense anymore? Like why I torture myself by staying in this house. I hate it's big, empty, cold halls. I hate it so much. I hate that I have to cry to fall asleep. And I hate that I can't tell that to Steven. He thinks I'm a tough cookie, that I'm strong. But I'm weak. And Steven doesn't like weaklings. He's so tough himself. But he's kind of like one of those fancy chocolates my parents use to have in the candy dish on Christmas. Hard and dark on the outside, but sweet and chewy in the middle. His lips even TASTE like those chocolates. I love him. And love is all you need, right?
Whatever, maybe I just have way too much time on my hands and overthinking this. Or maybe it's because my menstrual cycle has been MIA. I really hope I'm not pregnant or something. It's impossible. Steven and I. . .
Kelso skipped over the descriptions of Hyde and Jackie's sexual counters, but basically realized that they used protection and only did it twice since they gotten back together.
. . . Yeah, so basically, I need to get my period. Then, maybe all this teen drama will go away from my head.
And as for Michael, well, who knows?
Kelso blinked widely at this conclusion. That's it?
As for Micheal, who knows?
What the hell does that mean?
Before Kelso could react, a large hand was grabbing the journal from him.
"What the hell Kelso?" Hyde's voice boomed as he threw the pink fuzzy diary back onto Jackie's desk.
Kelso stared at his friend for a second, not knowing how to respond.
"I think you should get to work now." Hyde said, averting his eyes to the ground.
Kelso felt his fists coming together, angrily. He wasn't sure if it was because of what he just read, because he was jealous that Jackie was so smitten with Hyde, or because Hyde didn't know how good he had it. Or was it because Hyde was treating him like the stumbling, moron he has become?
"Yes!" Jackie ran into her bedroom, her face red and full of natural blush.
"I thought you were sick." Hyde said, forgetting about Kelso.
"No, I feel great." Jackie said quickly, leaning against the door way.
"I have to go to work. I'll see you guys, um, later." Kelso said, trying to keep his arms by his side as he passed by the couple, who were know mere inches from each other.
"What's wrong with Kelso?" Jackie asked as he passed by.
Kelso whipped around and glared at her, viciously.
"Who knows?" He said poignantly, not amused by Jackie's bewildered expression and left her room abruptly.
"What the hell was that about?" Hyde laughed, bringing Jackie in closer to him with his arms.
"What happened before I came in the room?" Jackie asked, biting her lip.
"Kelso was reading your diary." Hyde said quietly, surprised by Jackie's reaction.
Jackie stomped her foot in realization and smacked her head with her hand gently. She then paused, combing a look of utter frustration, anger, and amusement as she picked up the diary from her desk.
"I think it's only fair that you read it too." Jackie said, smiling. "Just this entry."
She flipped it open to wear the ribbon was placed, book marking her latest entry.
Hyde took off his sunglasses, placing them in his shirt pocket and sat down her bed with the book.
"I'll be right back." Jackie said, clutching her stomach gently.
She hated cramps. But right now, the smile that spread across her face as she walked into the bathroom, grabbing some Tylenol, stated otherwise.
She was so happy she had finally gotten her monthly visitor.
It had caused her such grief; such worry.
Another reason she had to leave the room was because she simply could not watch Steven read her thoughts. She knew that he wouldn't criticize her. After taking a few minutes in the bathroom to wash her face and hands and brush her hair, which had started to come loose from the hairspray, she walked back to her bedroom, sitting down next to Hyde, who had the diary, closed in his lap.
He turned to face her, placing his hands on his lips, as if he was trying to force words to come out.
"Wow." Was all he could manage to say. "Why didn't. . ." He paused, as Jackie placed her hand in his, and he kissed her hand gently, placing it back down in his lap, on top of the fuzzy diary. "You could have told me how you felt."
"I couldn't." Jackie said, her voice slightly shaky. "It's hard for me to let people know I have feelings." She said, jokingly, but her sad eyes said otherwise.
"Jacks, you don't have to be strong for me. That's my job."
Jackie stayed silent, feeling Hyde's breath mash up against her own, faint breaths.
She felt relieved of so many things, but this was something she definitely needed to get out. Her and Hyde, they needed to talk. They needed to share their feelings. As weird as it was for both of them.
"Ok," Hyde started slowly, "Let's start with. . ." He picked up the diary, scanning the words quickly to remember his train of thought. "I don't say I love you because. . ." He closed his eyes, and Jackie squeezed his hand to continue, "Because of many reasons."
"Ok." Jackie almost let out a laugh, but held it in as she signaled for him to continue.
"First of all, so many people overuse those words. I didn't say it back then to save my ass. I said it because I meant it. I would only say it in cases where I mean it. That's why I've never really said them before. I never really loved anyone before." His eyes started to light up, these feelings he had kept inside were starting to break lose from their shells, and even though it was a foreign concept for him, he liked it. "Everytime you say it to me, I fight the urge to say it back. I don't know why I do that."
"It's ok, Steven, I know you love me." Jackie said, realizing how mushy he was becoming. He was supposed to be the fancy chocolate, not the chocolate ice cream. "How could you not love this?" She said, motioning her hands up and down as she stood up. "I'm hot."
Hyde let out a laugh, slightly relieved, slightly nervous and placed his hands around her hips. "Can't argue with that."
"Oh, I like that. You shouldn't argue with me, ever." She said, lifting him up off the bed with her hand and leading him downstairs.
He let out a snort as he slipped on his sunglasses. "Babe, then we just wouldn't be us, now would we?"
Jackie stepped back from him, but he wrapped his arm around her to bring her back, kissing her lips softly as they went to the el camino.
"Can't argue with that." Jackie muttered. "Puddin' Pop."
Hyde grinned at his nickname and opened the door for her, which she sweetly kissed his cheek for.
"Wait, Jacks?" Hyde asked, as he started the car. "Um, why were you so happy after you came out of the bathroom?"
"I got my. . ." Jackie was interrupted by Hyde's glare and then harmonious laughter.
"Eric was right. You were moody because of. . ." Hyde stopped himself as he drove towards the Foreman's house, noticing Jackie's icy glare. "Because of your lack of chocolate. Everyone needs chocolate."
"That was real smooth." Jackie said jokingly, inching in closer to him as he drove.
"I try." He wrapped his arm around her.
"Well, I have my chocolate right here." She kissed his lips quickly.
"Do I really taste like chocolate?" Hyde said, licking his own lips.
Jackie just laughed, tracing her hand against his chest as they pulled into the Foreman's driveway.
"You taste like vanilla." Hyde said, wishing ultimately he took that back.
"Oh my god, Steven!" Jackie jumped. "It's like, fate. Think about it."
Hyde leaned back in his seat, almost wishing Jackie was going to be moody again instead of her usual pep filled, cheerleader self. But she was so cute when she did it.
"Chocolate and Vanilla. Black and White. Complete opposites. Like us." She clapped her hands and kissed him.
"Wait, Jackie?" Hyde said, remembering something else from her diary. "What did you mean when you wrote about Kelso?"
"I meant that I don't know how I feel about him." Jackie said bluntly. "But it means nothing."
"It's got to mean something, Jacks. You wrote it in there. It made him feel bad."
"It just means that I was confused. But I'm not anymore." She grinned, stepping out of the car.
"You sure?" He held his hand out for her, and she hesitated.
"Positive." She smiled as they walked through the screen door into the empty kitchen and towards the basement. "Steven Hyde, I love you and I will be with you forever. Or until Donny Osmond wakes up and realizes I'm his soulmate." She laughed at his eye roll. "But that will never happen." She shoved her hands in her pockets.
He laughed, "You never know. Don't stop being optimistic just because I'm a pain in the ass."
"You love my school girl antics. You love that I'm an optimist with actually dreams, goals, and ambitions." Jackie said, making it official with a kiss.
"Jackie," Hyde said in a typical Hyde way, "Your life goal is to not get fat."
"That's a very serious life goal, Steven!" Jackie whined.
"Sure." Hyde said.
"What's your life goal?" Jackie asked. "Or let me guess. You don't have one because goals are created by the government?"
"Clever." He snapped back. "I don't have one. . ." He smiled as she whispered 'told ya'. "Actually, my life goal is to not screw up with you."
"Clever." She whispered as she kissed him once more.
Realizing they had stopped walking down the stairs, and were in the middle of the staircase, they kept walking, seeing their three friends talking.
"I can't believe Jackie's pregnant!" Eric Foreman screamed. "Hyde's going to freak."
Hyde overheard this, along with Jackie, who looked pale white, laughing gently.
"Oh my god." Donna stumbled gently. "Jackie said she didn't get her friend in a while, but I never thought. . . Oh my god."
"You guys, don't tell anyone, ok?" Kelso asked sternly, looking up at the door. "I read it in Jackie's diary."
"Dumbass." Hyde said, almost too loudly and Jackie laughed, stomping her feet for effect.
Donna, Eric, and Kelso looked towards the staircase.
"And that's how I discovered plutonium!" Kelso screamed loudly so whoever was coming could hear.
Jackie and Hyde bounced down the stairs, trying not to grin.
"Hey guys!" Eric chuckled nervously.
"Hey Foreman." Hyde and Jackie sat down in Hyde's chair, Jackie on his lap. "Boy, Jacks, you're feeling kind of heavy." Hyde laughed and Jackie gave him a dirty glare, before catching on.
"It must be from all that food Mrs. Foreman made me eat today!" Jackie said, grinning wide at Eric, who rebuttled.
"You didn't eat breakfast, Jackie, remember?" Eric asked, eyeing her oddly.
"That's because I ate two breakfasts this morning. My eating patterns are like, so out of whack!" Jackie smiled and bounced on Hyde's knee as she spoke, slightly exciting him and amusing him. She was a very, crafty liar.
"Don't eat too much. No one wants to date a cow." Hyde said with a jolly laugh that brought looks of shock too the unsuspecting three.
"Well, I should get to work, now." Kelso said for the second time that day, grabbing his coat and jolting out of the room.
"Jackie, can I talk to you?" Donna said, pointing upstairs.
"Go ahead." Jackie said, sitting down next to Eric on the couch. "Does this couch seem smaller to you?" She looked down, making her stomach poke out. "Wow, I can barely see my toes!"
Eric blushed and laughed and then looked at Hyde for help, but Hyde just threw him a causal grin. Eric rolled his eyes. "You heard Kelso telling us Jackie was pregnant."
"Damn." Hyde said. "You're getting good at that."
"Yeah, the force is strong in this head." Eric said, pointing at his brain.
"So, you're not pregnant?" Donna asked Jackie who laughed at the idea. Donna breathed out a sign of relief. "If you were, you would tell me right?"
"Besides my diary, and fluffy cakes, you would be the first one to know!" Jackie chirped.
"Great, I come after a pink fuzzball and a stuffed unicorn." Donna said.
"Be happy you're even on that list, Donna." Jackie muttered, cracking a smile.
"So, you do realize that Kelso still thinks you have a bun in the oven?" Eric asked Jackie and she nodded along with Hyde.
"Serves him right for reading my 'pink fuzzball'." Jackie said confidently.
"He's a dumbass." Hyde said in agreement.
"Can't argue with that." Eric said, surprised when Jackie and Hyde grinned at each other with loving eyes.
Summary: Jackie and Hyde try to improve their relationship, but it starts to struggle instead, especially when Kelso sees his chance to finally get Jackie back. Takes place in the summer between season 5 & 6, before the whole 'Brooke' thing. J/H, J/K, E/D.
Disclaimer: Alas, I do not own a single thing.
a/n: Sorry this took so long. . . I got some inspiration from seeing that 70s show tonight.. so here you go! hope you like it!
Chapter Four Can't Argue With That
"Jackie," Kelso knocked lightly on the bathroom door.
"One minute!" Jackie's voice screamed happily from the other side.
Kelso shook his head in slight confusion and went back to Jackie's bedroom, walking around out of boredom. He saw Fluffy Cakes the Unicorn, his good pal. He let his hand stroke Jackie's glittery caboodle case and her diary. Oh my god, her diary.
Kelso glanced back at the bathroom, making sure Jackie wasn't on her way out and opened the tiny diary gently.
Normally, Jackie would have locked it, but it was almost as if god was on Kelso's side today. Or maybe Jackie was just too preoccupied with Hyde to remember the lock her diary anymore.
Kelso felt the secure binding of the pink, fuzzy notebook and flipped through pages, landing upon the final entry, dated yesterday. He began to decipher the tiny script handwriting Jackie had viciously poured into that book last night, while constantly checking on the bathroom door down the hallway.
Dear Diary-
Why won't he say it? I mean, he's said it before. You know when, I wrote about it when it happened, but I'll remind you. When he cheated on me. He told me he loved me. And even though I immediately dissed him afterwards by not saying back, I did love him. And he knows that. So if he said it before, why won't he say it again? Is it just something he'll use to get me in the sack more often or save himself from all his mistakes?
Michael always told me he loved me. But I knew he didn't mean it. With Steven it was serious. It was real. It was genuine. What Steven and I have is so real, so honest that it feels pure, even though, Steven Hyde is as unpure as you can get. I'm just so confused, diary. I don't know what to do. I know I made the right choice, but maybe the right choice is the wrong choice. Does that make any sense? Of course not. Does anything in my life make sense anymore? Like why I torture myself by staying in this house. I hate it's big, empty, cold halls. I hate it so much. I hate that I have to cry to fall asleep. And I hate that I can't tell that to Steven. He thinks I'm a tough cookie, that I'm strong. But I'm weak. And Steven doesn't like weaklings. He's so tough himself. But he's kind of like one of those fancy chocolates my parents use to have in the candy dish on Christmas. Hard and dark on the outside, but sweet and chewy in the middle. His lips even TASTE like those chocolates. I love him. And love is all you need, right?
Whatever, maybe I just have way too much time on my hands and overthinking this. Or maybe it's because my menstrual cycle has been MIA. I really hope I'm not pregnant or something. It's impossible. Steven and I. . .
Kelso skipped over the descriptions of Hyde and Jackie's sexual counters, but basically realized that they used protection and only did it twice since they gotten back together.
. . . Yeah, so basically, I need to get my period. Then, maybe all this teen drama will go away from my head.
And as for Michael, well, who knows?
Kelso blinked widely at this conclusion. That's it?
As for Micheal, who knows?
What the hell does that mean?
Before Kelso could react, a large hand was grabbing the journal from him.
"What the hell Kelso?" Hyde's voice boomed as he threw the pink fuzzy diary back onto Jackie's desk.
Kelso stared at his friend for a second, not knowing how to respond.
"I think you should get to work now." Hyde said, averting his eyes to the ground.
Kelso felt his fists coming together, angrily. He wasn't sure if it was because of what he just read, because he was jealous that Jackie was so smitten with Hyde, or because Hyde didn't know how good he had it. Or was it because Hyde was treating him like the stumbling, moron he has become?
"Yes!" Jackie ran into her bedroom, her face red and full of natural blush.
"I thought you were sick." Hyde said, forgetting about Kelso.
"No, I feel great." Jackie said quickly, leaning against the door way.
"I have to go to work. I'll see you guys, um, later." Kelso said, trying to keep his arms by his side as he passed by the couple, who were know mere inches from each other.
"What's wrong with Kelso?" Jackie asked as he passed by.
Kelso whipped around and glared at her, viciously.
"Who knows?" He said poignantly, not amused by Jackie's bewildered expression and left her room abruptly.
"What the hell was that about?" Hyde laughed, bringing Jackie in closer to him with his arms.
"What happened before I came in the room?" Jackie asked, biting her lip.
"Kelso was reading your diary." Hyde said quietly, surprised by Jackie's reaction.
Jackie stomped her foot in realization and smacked her head with her hand gently. She then paused, combing a look of utter frustration, anger, and amusement as she picked up the diary from her desk.
"I think it's only fair that you read it too." Jackie said, smiling. "Just this entry."
She flipped it open to wear the ribbon was placed, book marking her latest entry.
Hyde took off his sunglasses, placing them in his shirt pocket and sat down her bed with the book.
"I'll be right back." Jackie said, clutching her stomach gently.
She hated cramps. But right now, the smile that spread across her face as she walked into the bathroom, grabbing some Tylenol, stated otherwise.
She was so happy she had finally gotten her monthly visitor.
It had caused her such grief; such worry.
Another reason she had to leave the room was because she simply could not watch Steven read her thoughts. She knew that he wouldn't criticize her. After taking a few minutes in the bathroom to wash her face and hands and brush her hair, which had started to come loose from the hairspray, she walked back to her bedroom, sitting down next to Hyde, who had the diary, closed in his lap.
He turned to face her, placing his hands on his lips, as if he was trying to force words to come out.
"Wow." Was all he could manage to say. "Why didn't. . ." He paused, as Jackie placed her hand in his, and he kissed her hand gently, placing it back down in his lap, on top of the fuzzy diary. "You could have told me how you felt."
"I couldn't." Jackie said, her voice slightly shaky. "It's hard for me to let people know I have feelings." She said, jokingly, but her sad eyes said otherwise.
"Jacks, you don't have to be strong for me. That's my job."
Jackie stayed silent, feeling Hyde's breath mash up against her own, faint breaths.
She felt relieved of so many things, but this was something she definitely needed to get out. Her and Hyde, they needed to talk. They needed to share their feelings. As weird as it was for both of them.
"Ok," Hyde started slowly, "Let's start with. . ." He picked up the diary, scanning the words quickly to remember his train of thought. "I don't say I love you because. . ." He closed his eyes, and Jackie squeezed his hand to continue, "Because of many reasons."
"Ok." Jackie almost let out a laugh, but held it in as she signaled for him to continue.
"First of all, so many people overuse those words. I didn't say it back then to save my ass. I said it because I meant it. I would only say it in cases where I mean it. That's why I've never really said them before. I never really loved anyone before." His eyes started to light up, these feelings he had kept inside were starting to break lose from their shells, and even though it was a foreign concept for him, he liked it. "Everytime you say it to me, I fight the urge to say it back. I don't know why I do that."
"It's ok, Steven, I know you love me." Jackie said, realizing how mushy he was becoming. He was supposed to be the fancy chocolate, not the chocolate ice cream. "How could you not love this?" She said, motioning her hands up and down as she stood up. "I'm hot."
Hyde let out a laugh, slightly relieved, slightly nervous and placed his hands around her hips. "Can't argue with that."
"Oh, I like that. You shouldn't argue with me, ever." She said, lifting him up off the bed with her hand and leading him downstairs.
He let out a snort as he slipped on his sunglasses. "Babe, then we just wouldn't be us, now would we?"
Jackie stepped back from him, but he wrapped his arm around her to bring her back, kissing her lips softly as they went to the el camino.
"Can't argue with that." Jackie muttered. "Puddin' Pop."
Hyde grinned at his nickname and opened the door for her, which she sweetly kissed his cheek for.
"Wait, Jacks?" Hyde asked, as he started the car. "Um, why were you so happy after you came out of the bathroom?"
"I got my. . ." Jackie was interrupted by Hyde's glare and then harmonious laughter.
"Eric was right. You were moody because of. . ." Hyde stopped himself as he drove towards the Foreman's house, noticing Jackie's icy glare. "Because of your lack of chocolate. Everyone needs chocolate."
"That was real smooth." Jackie said jokingly, inching in closer to him as he drove.
"I try." He wrapped his arm around her.
"Well, I have my chocolate right here." She kissed his lips quickly.
"Do I really taste like chocolate?" Hyde said, licking his own lips.
Jackie just laughed, tracing her hand against his chest as they pulled into the Foreman's driveway.
"You taste like vanilla." Hyde said, wishing ultimately he took that back.
"Oh my god, Steven!" Jackie jumped. "It's like, fate. Think about it."
Hyde leaned back in his seat, almost wishing Jackie was going to be moody again instead of her usual pep filled, cheerleader self. But she was so cute when she did it.
"Chocolate and Vanilla. Black and White. Complete opposites. Like us." She clapped her hands and kissed him.
"Wait, Jackie?" Hyde said, remembering something else from her diary. "What did you mean when you wrote about Kelso?"
"I meant that I don't know how I feel about him." Jackie said bluntly. "But it means nothing."
"It's got to mean something, Jacks. You wrote it in there. It made him feel bad."
"It just means that I was confused. But I'm not anymore." She grinned, stepping out of the car.
"You sure?" He held his hand out for her, and she hesitated.
"Positive." She smiled as they walked through the screen door into the empty kitchen and towards the basement. "Steven Hyde, I love you and I will be with you forever. Or until Donny Osmond wakes up and realizes I'm his soulmate." She laughed at his eye roll. "But that will never happen." She shoved her hands in her pockets.
He laughed, "You never know. Don't stop being optimistic just because I'm a pain in the ass."
"You love my school girl antics. You love that I'm an optimist with actually dreams, goals, and ambitions." Jackie said, making it official with a kiss.
"Jackie," Hyde said in a typical Hyde way, "Your life goal is to not get fat."
"That's a very serious life goal, Steven!" Jackie whined.
"Sure." Hyde said.
"What's your life goal?" Jackie asked. "Or let me guess. You don't have one because goals are created by the government?"
"Clever." He snapped back. "I don't have one. . ." He smiled as she whispered 'told ya'. "Actually, my life goal is to not screw up with you."
"Clever." She whispered as she kissed him once more.
Realizing they had stopped walking down the stairs, and were in the middle of the staircase, they kept walking, seeing their three friends talking.
"I can't believe Jackie's pregnant!" Eric Foreman screamed. "Hyde's going to freak."
Hyde overheard this, along with Jackie, who looked pale white, laughing gently.
"Oh my god." Donna stumbled gently. "Jackie said she didn't get her friend in a while, but I never thought. . . Oh my god."
"You guys, don't tell anyone, ok?" Kelso asked sternly, looking up at the door. "I read it in Jackie's diary."
"Dumbass." Hyde said, almost too loudly and Jackie laughed, stomping her feet for effect.
Donna, Eric, and Kelso looked towards the staircase.
"And that's how I discovered plutonium!" Kelso screamed loudly so whoever was coming could hear.
Jackie and Hyde bounced down the stairs, trying not to grin.
"Hey guys!" Eric chuckled nervously.
"Hey Foreman." Hyde and Jackie sat down in Hyde's chair, Jackie on his lap. "Boy, Jacks, you're feeling kind of heavy." Hyde laughed and Jackie gave him a dirty glare, before catching on.
"It must be from all that food Mrs. Foreman made me eat today!" Jackie said, grinning wide at Eric, who rebuttled.
"You didn't eat breakfast, Jackie, remember?" Eric asked, eyeing her oddly.
"That's because I ate two breakfasts this morning. My eating patterns are like, so out of whack!" Jackie smiled and bounced on Hyde's knee as she spoke, slightly exciting him and amusing him. She was a very, crafty liar.
"Don't eat too much. No one wants to date a cow." Hyde said with a jolly laugh that brought looks of shock too the unsuspecting three.
"Well, I should get to work, now." Kelso said for the second time that day, grabbing his coat and jolting out of the room.
"Jackie, can I talk to you?" Donna said, pointing upstairs.
"Go ahead." Jackie said, sitting down next to Eric on the couch. "Does this couch seem smaller to you?" She looked down, making her stomach poke out. "Wow, I can barely see my toes!"
Eric blushed and laughed and then looked at Hyde for help, but Hyde just threw him a causal grin. Eric rolled his eyes. "You heard Kelso telling us Jackie was pregnant."
"Damn." Hyde said. "You're getting good at that."
"Yeah, the force is strong in this head." Eric said, pointing at his brain.
"So, you're not pregnant?" Donna asked Jackie who laughed at the idea. Donna breathed out a sign of relief. "If you were, you would tell me right?"
"Besides my diary, and fluffy cakes, you would be the first one to know!" Jackie chirped.
"Great, I come after a pink fuzzball and a stuffed unicorn." Donna said.
"Be happy you're even on that list, Donna." Jackie muttered, cracking a smile.
"So, you do realize that Kelso still thinks you have a bun in the oven?" Eric asked Jackie and she nodded along with Hyde.
"Serves him right for reading my 'pink fuzzball'." Jackie said confidently.
"He's a dumbass." Hyde said in agreement.
"Can't argue with that." Eric said, surprised when Jackie and Hyde grinned at each other with loving eyes.