A/N: I have no clue who the owner of the Coca Cola cooperation was in the 70's so please bare with the name I've given this dude! Thanks!

If he'd never live to see another day, Hyde was pretty sure he'd be okay with that. For at that moment, standing right in front of him, in the driveway,was Bob Pinciotti in a ridiculous blue and yellow business suit. It was obvious that he tried to dress himself up to look presentable. And yet it seemed like the dude was still stuck with a lack of taste.

Hyde had to place a hand over his lips to keep from making his giggles too noticeable. This resulted in Jackie pelting him in the hip so he'd shut it.

"Donna, this is Mr. Georgio," Bob gestured to a balding man of about 6 feet. "Mr. Georgio, this is my lovely daughter Donna and her friends Eric, Steven, Jackie, and Michael. And these two are my friends Red and Kitty Foreman, they're Eric's parents."

Mr. Georgio smiled. "Pleased to meet you all. Donna, I must say, your father is one of the best men I've ever had the fortune to know."

Bob flushed, and Donna smiled at her dad. "The best."

Mr. Georgio nodded with a grin and gestured to a young man who was just coming out of the car that had just pulled into the Pinciotti's driveway. "And this is my son, Edward."

A blonde stepped from the car, his black suit matched his fathers. Crystal blue eyes glittered in the sun and matched his award winning smile. He buttoned his jacket, making his outfit look even more perfect.

Hyde hated him already. He looked…disgusting. All perfectly polished and no mistakes. What kinda fake bastard was he! And here Hyde was in jeans and a t-shirt, not dressed up at all, having to watch both Donna and Jackie making googly eyes of this dude. And not to mention that the fact that Edward was able to make Jackie fancy him right in front of her own boyfriend, wasn't the best thought Hyde wanted playing in his mind at the moment.

His fists clenched together, and he tried to keep them from being to noticeable by folding his arms in front of his chest. Jackie noticed and instantly gave him a reassuring gently touch on his forearm. He eased up a bit, but still didn't like the dude!

Edward seemed to be smiling on and on, even as the group went to sit at the table in the Pinciotti's home. Jackie sat with her elbow rested on the table and her chin rested on the palm of her hand, staring at him. Donna tried to avoid eye contact with Edward, afraid Eric might catch it.

Hyde smirked, seeing his girlfriend. He'd have to remind her who she belonged to later.

"…And that's when I walked in!" Mr. Georgio finished the joke. Bob laughed hysterically, whereas Red and Kitty politely tittered, neither understanding nor liking the joke.

Edward's smile faded as the group finally focused on something other than him. So there he was. What was his name? S…s…Sam? No, no. S…St…Stan? That's not it…Steven! Edward shifted uncomfortably in his chair. What if this kid recognized him from before? What if he turned in him? What if everything he'd been riding on was suddenly crashed down by some punk who'd happened to survive that robbery!

He eyed Hyde, trying to glare at him, which wasn't very easy being as the guy didn't take his glasses off indoors. Edward quietly scoffed, what a gentleman this Steven was. Didn't he know it was rude to where sunglasses at the dinner table? Obviously not. And what was the delicate blossom next to him actually doing as his girlfriend! She was precious, so adorable with her giant dough eyes and brown hair. He could have her in a snap of his fingers.

Come on now, Edward returned to sanity. If things were going to get out of hand, he didn't want to be the cause of it.