Hyde and I had become close over the next few months, which is why I shouldn't have been so surprised when Donna confronted me about our relationship.

"So, are you and Hyde like, I don't, an item," Donna acted slyly and asked one day, while I sat on my bed working on some homework."

"What? No! Why?" streamed out of my mouth, almost too quickly to understand.

"Whoa, Ep., don't get so defensive," Donna smiled, with a little laugh. "I was just asking because you two almost seem inseparable."

"Really?" I lied, rather convincingly if you ask me. "I hadn't noticed."

"You're the only one oblivious," Donna smiled.

"Whatever," I remarked. "What are you doing for Thanksgiving?"

Donna could tell that I was just trying to change the subject, but she played along anyways.

"Kitty and I are going to be making dinner for mine and Eric's families," she answered. "The whole gang's invited. You should come too."

"That would be great," I smiled. "Thank you."

-

That next Thursday was Thanksgiving and Hyde, Kelso, Fez, Jackie, Eric, Red, and Bob were already gathered in the Foreman's living room when I knocked on the front door. Eric was the one to open the door and let me in.

"Hey, Ep." Eric greeted. "My mom, Donna, and Laurie are in the kitchen getting dinner ready. You wanna watch the game with us?"

"You're mom, fiancé, and sister are the only ones working one dinner?" I asked stepping inside and handing him my coat.

"Well, Laurie's not really helping," Eric told me. I could tell he wanted to say something else, but I noticed he realized his dad was glaring at him.

"Jackie, why aren't you helping out?" I looked over at her.

"No way would we eat anything that came out of that kitchen if Jackie was in there," Hyde spoke up.

"I'm not that bad of a cook," Jackie protested.

"Yeah, besides, Donna and my mom kicked her out of the kitchen," Eric nodded.

"I think they'll need my help," I told the group as my made my way toward the kitchen.

Donna looked up from the oven timer as I walked in.

"Hey, Ep. Ya come to help us out?" she asked me.

"Yeah, I heard Jackie wasn't much help so I figured I was needed," I told the ladies.

"Great," Kitty almost jumped with joy. "Can you bake?"

"No," I admitted. "But I'm a quick learner."

A few minutes later, I was busy mixing eggs, ginger, nutmeg, and a few other ingredients when Hyde came in to grab another soda from the refrigerator. I knew that he really wanted a beer, but with Red sitting in the living room I knew that he wouldn't grab one.

"Whacha makin?" Hyde asked me.

"Something with the word pumpkin in the name," I told him.

Hyde came up behind me and placed his left hand on my left hip. He reached over my right shoulder and scooped up some of the batter on his index finger. I bit my bottom lip as I felt my cheeks begin to blush. Hyde tasted the batter on his finger.

"Hm, this is good," he complimented as he walked back toward the living room.

Even though the door had stopped swinging back and forth, the kitchen remained completely quiet. I looked up at Donna and saw her trying to restrain a smile and maybe even a laugh.

"Don't. Say. Anything," I wagged a finger at her.

"I will," Laurie spoke up. "You could do so much better."

"Now Laurie," her mother began.

"What?" Laurie asked defensively. "She could."

"There's nothing going on," I said, looking at each of the three in turn.

"Okay," Kitty said. "How's the turkey coming, Donna?"

-

I made a point to sit between Donna and Jackie at the dinner table that night. Eric sat next to Donna and Red sat at the head of the table, next to Eric. Laurie was beside Red and Kelso sat next to her. Every once and a while, he would try to look down her low shirt. Hyde sat directly across from me, with Fez next to him, and Bob sat next to Fez. Kitty sat at the end of the table, across from her husband.

Kitty had us go around the table and say what we were all thankful for, starting with Jackie.

"I'm thankful for clothes and my good looks," Jackie began. She was going to continue, but Kitty cut her off.

"Thank you, Jackie," Kitty said. "Eppie, what about you, hon?"

"Well," I started, rubbing the palms of my hands on my pants legs. "I'm thankful, for all of you gathered here. With out any of you, I don't think I would have made it this far in college, so thank you." I hadn't looked at Hyde the entire time I was talking, but once I said "thank you," I looked straight into his sunglasses. The corner of his mouth moved upward slightly.

"Aw, now that was nice," Kitty smiled. "Donna…"

The conversation continued on like this until we reached Kelso. Kelso said that he was thankful for Ferra Fosset and boobs.

"Alright," Red interrupted, slamming his glass down on the dinning table. "I've had about as much of this as I can handle. Jackie, Kelso, Tanto; you three don't live here, your not related to anyone here, and you have families of your own to be with. What are you doing here?"

-

"Well, that was the longest Foreman Thanksgiving ever," Hyde said as he plopped down onto his usual chair.

"Yeah," Kelso agreed as he was clicking through his way through a viewfinder. "We must be maturing."

"I didn't get to say what I was thankful for," Fez said.

"Yeah, Kelso, and you're the most mature one here," Donna commented.

"I'm thankful for candy," with that, Fez unwrapped a Baby Ruth.

"Thank you Donna," Kelso believed the sarcastic compliment Donna had paid him.

"M'nM's, Reese's, Hershey's," Fez was continuing.

"Well, I know one thing I'm thankful for," Hyde smiled as he pulled a brown paper bag out of his back pocket.

"Ew!" Kelso cried out with joy. "Me too!"

"Yep, real mature," Donna leaned over toward Eric.