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"Oh my God, Steven!" Jackie exclaimed excitedly, shoving her newspaper aside as she hopped off the deep freeze, interrupting the others' card game, "They opened up a disco in Kenosha!"
"... So?" Hyde said, giving her a funny look. She pouted at him, giving him a light smack on the shoulder.
"C'mon, Jackie," Eric said, "A disco? No way."
"I don't know," Donna interjected, "It might be kinda fun to go dancing." At that, Jackie began dancing in excitement.
"We could go," Eric said immediately.
"Alright, look, I got nothin', I fold," Kelso said, setting his cards on the table.
"Well, if you're out, go make some popcorn," Hyde said before looking at Jackie dancing beside him, "Jackie, you go with 'em." She rolled her eyes, smacking his shoulder again as she followed Kelso up the basement stairs.
"What is disco?" Fez asked.
"Disco is from hell, man," Hyde answered, using that hippy tone he sometimes gets, "And not the cool part of hell with all the murderers, but the lame ass part where all the bad accountants live."
"'Scuse me, what're you doing?" Eric asked playfully, watching Donna lift Kelso's cards to take a look.
"I'm lookin' at Kelso's cards," She shrugged back.
"That's cheating," He said just as Jackie's voice called from upstairs, "Eric, we can't find the popcorn!"
He hopped from the couch, but then looked back at Donna with a grin, "Donna, why don't you take a look at my cards, then you won't hafta wait for me to leave."
"No," She muttered, slapping his hands away, but he persisted, holding the cards up to her face as they got into a small slap fight.
"Eric, quit!"
"Tell me what I have, you cheater!"
"Nothing! You got nothing!"
"Yeah, and I'm gonna bluff, so watch out," Eric joked, hopping from the couch again and running up the stairs to help Jackie and Kelso with the popcorn.
There was a small pause, Fez staring at Donna before he looked to Hyde, "Donna has the stuff for Eric, yes?"
"No, thing, Fez. Donna has a thing for Eric," Hyde corrected before looking up from his cards at Donna, "Why do you have a thing for Forman anyway?"
"Why do you have a thing for Jackie?" Donna shot back. But when she looked at Hyde, she was surprised to find a small, genuine smile on his face as he stared down at his cards.
"I got lotsa reasons to like Jackie," He said, glancing back up at her, "But what about you and Forman?"
"He makes me laugh, he doesn't ask me stupid questions," She directed the second answer to Hyde, "He's smart... ya know."
"No, I don't know," Hyde smirked playfully.
"Oo, I know," Fez said happily, raising his hand. Hyde pointed at him, like a teacher calling on a student.
"It is because Eric is noble and a woman wants her first love-making to be in the arms of a man she can trust," Fez smiled, and Hyde couldn't hold back his snicker at the look on Donna's face. She faked smiled and nodded for a minute, "Fez," She said before suddenly frowning, "Go make popcorn."
Fez pouted.
"Man, I can't believe Jackie n' Donna are draggin' everyone to that disco," Hyde complained, tossing a spring into a metal barrel, "It's so sad."
"Hey, I'm just goin' to meet Kenosha chicks," Kelso defended, "I'm breakin' up with Shelly."
"No, you're not," Hyde deadpanned as Eric dropped some empties into the barrel.
"So that's pretty much it," He said, "I think we've got about... a dollar fifty worth of gas."
"We can go to my house," Kelso said, "My dad's got a ton of empties."
He, Eric, and Fez exited through the back door of the garage, leaving Hyde alone with Red.
"Man, I can't believe they're wastin' their money on some disco when they could buy a really big bag of..." Suddenly remembering who he was talking to, he offered Red a weak smile, "Caramels."
Red gave him an amused look, "You don't wanna go to the disco?"
"No," Hyde scoffed.
"You can't dance, can you, son?" Red smirked, and suddenly Hyde felt like he should defend himself, feeling a little offended, but unsure why, "I can dance," He insisted.
Red chuckled, shaking his head, "Not one step."
"Yeah, not one step," Hyde caved, lowering his eyes.
"Then you have a problem," Red stated, popping open a can of beer, "Because women always wanna dance. Always."
"Why?"
"Because they can get close and wiggle around in front of a man in a safe atmosphere."
Hyde gave an uncomfortable look, "See, I'm not sure how I feel about wigglin' around in public."
"That's because you're a man," Red said gruffly, "But you better learn, because if you don't, you're gonna be wigglin' around all by yourself."
Then Hyde thought about Jackie, and how excited she was for a night at the disco. And then he thought about what it would be like to be able to dance with her; to be close to her while they swayed together. And he thought that, maybe, dancing isn't so bad.
"Now if you want," Red interrupted his thoughts, looking away from him, "I can help you out."
Hyde could only give him a strange look.
The next thing he knew, he was in the Forman living room, listening to an almost catchy tune as Kitty talked him through the steps of a dance. But, after their fifth run-through, Hyde became irritated, throwing his hands up in the air, "I can't keep up with the music, Mrs. Forman."
Kitty immediately turned off the radio, laughing her strange, high pitched laugh, "Don't get discouraged, Steven, we'll do it without the music."
She stood in front of him, instructing him to place a hand on her back, and she slowly taught how to lead her as she talked him through another dance. He faltered on the dip, though, dropping her to the floor, but she speedily popped back up, telling him she was fine and that they should keep going, though she seemed a bit nervous by it.
He was feeling incredibly stupid, but he had a feeling dancing with Jackie at the disco would make her happy; he doesn't get a chance to do it often, and as much as he hated to admit it, even to himself, he likes impressing her, and a dance with her is one way to do it. And by the end of the evening, he was feeling a little confidant, and even though he was dreading the disco and ruining his reputation, he couldn't help but feel a tiny bit of excitement at the thought of the surprised look on Jackie's face when he pulled her close on the dance floor; he supposed one night of humiliation would be worth it.
And as he dipped Mrs. Forman again, this time succeeding, neither of them noticed a shell-shocked Bob staring at them from the kitchen door.
CIRCLE
CUT TO KELSO
KELSO: (with a dopey smile; the tone of his voice was that of a completely stoned hippy) "Man, I went to the mall today... and I bought a-a pair of new shoes... and they're the coolest kicks in the cave."
PAN TO ERIC
ERIC: "So... no more for Kelso, he's toasted." (begins snickering)
PAN TO FEZ
FEZ: (smiles pleasantly) "I would like some toast if you are making some. Or food of any kind would be good. I am starving."
PAN TO HYDE
HYDE: "Oh, I read this thing that they're these people in India who fast, man. Yeah." (breathlessly laughs; you can see incredibly wide eyes through his sunglasses) "Their minds are so advanced, they can actually think themselves to death, man!"
PAN TO KELSO
KELSO: (faces forward with a dopey, open-mouthed, blank look) "Oh... I hope I'm not doin' that right now..." ( a pause) "Cause my mind's always doin' things that I don't even know about."
PAN TO ERIC
ERIC: (smiling in awe) "Man, we always think of so many brilliant things down here, but then later I can't remember any of 'em! I mean, they're brilliant, man!"
PAN TO FEZ
FEZ: (looks annoyed) "Someone go make toast right now."
PAN TO HYDE
HYDE: (smiling, eyes still wide) "Hey, we should record our conversation, man. Yeah. And then we could play it back and write it down. I bet that's how the writers at National Lampoon do it."
PAN TO KELSO
KELSO: (big, open-mouthed smile) "Yeah, well, I read somewhere that there's-these people in France!"
PAN TO HYDE
HYDE: (looks at Kelso with wide eyes and a slightly open mouth) "What'd they do?"
PAN TO KELSO
KELSO: (still smiling, stumbling over his words) "Ya see they're incredibly... French!"
PAN TO ERIC
ERIC: (laughing) "See, that's brilliant, man, I'm gettin' the tape recorder!" (walks away from his seat)
PAN TO FEZ
FEZ: (glaring) "Where is my toast, you idiots?"
Bob opened his plastic blinds, staring at the Forman house with Midge behind him, hearing the loud music blare. He shook his head in disappointment.
"Ah, jeez, Midge," He sighed, "Kitty and that boy are at it again."
She nodded sympathetically as he closed the blinds before making her way into the kitchen.
Bob suddenly reopened the blinds, looking at the Forman house with a tilted back head and raised eyebrows.
The kids, including Shelly, plus Midge and Kitty, stood in the Forman driveway. The kids were wearing nice clothes, all dressed up for the disco. Donna leaned against the Cruiser, Eric beside her.
"You smell good," He said, "What'd ya do?"
"I took a bath," She said simply, before glancing away with a light flush, "I... was thinking of you the whole time."
"Yeah, I do the same thing in the shower."
Donna gets a weird look on her face, "What?"
"Nothing," Eric said quickly, glancing away from her.
"Okay, let's take some pictures," Kitty said excitedly, camera in hand as she directed their posing, "Okay, I'm ready. Now, Steven, get in closer. Okay, let's all schmoosh together. Okay, big smiles! Nice! Okay, now girls, oh look how pretty! Smile! Nice! Okay, now boys; oh, so handsome!"
The girls took a rather nice picture, the boys, however...
As Mrs. Forman snapped her pictures, Hyde found it hard to not glance too often in Jackie's direction, thankful no one could notice his eyes behind his sunglasses, especially in the dark. She looked beau-uh... pretty... He was a little startled by it when he picked her up at her house and saw her in her dark plum dress, furry white coat, and curly hair piled on top of her head with a few ringlets framing her face. He remembered when she answered the door, how he kind of weirded her out a little when he just looked at her in a daze. It's not like he could help it, man, he's seventeen! And she looked incredibly happy, too, beaming from ear to ear as she hooked her arm through his and posed for the camera.
"Okay, now let's-"
"Oh, hey, mom," Eric interrupted, giving her a fake smile, "Why don't I take a picture of you?"
"Okay, don't be late, bye-bye now," Kitty immediately answered, looking quite flustered at the suggestion.
As everyone piled into the car, Hyde walked over to Kitty, quickly looking around to make sure no one noticed him, and gave her a kiss on the cheek, whispering, "You're the best."
"Oh, you go get 'em, tiger," Kitty smiled, not noticing the look that adorned Midge's face at their little moment.
The club was crowded, the lights bouncing around and flashing, the music blaring. They had found themselves two tables and were, at the moment, watching Kelso spazz around on the dance floor. Hyde felt his head begin to throb at the annoying blare of the awful music, but he was able to keep himself amused by the throng of fools wriggling around on the dance floor; namely Kelso, who just realized Shelly was no longer with him, but at the table.
"Shelly, where'd you go?"
"I had to get something for you to bite on because I told everyone you were having a seizure," She snapped irritably, clearly embarrassed by his lack of dancing skills.
Hyde chuckled and, as the song changed, he glanced over at Jackie, trying to muster up the courage to ask her out onto the dance floor himself.
"When do they play the disco music?" Fez asked.
"Fez, this is disco," Donna answered.
"No, this is samba," Fez shook his head.
Hyde gave him a weird look, "Fez, man, this is disco, it's crap." Jackie lightly smacked him on the chest from her seat beside him.
"Oh, I think I like this crap," Fez smiled, standing from his seat, looking down at Shelly, "Come, Shelly! Let's get down!"
"Oh, no, Fez, I don't think-"
"Don't resist me, mama," Fez said in an oddly seductive voice, turning her wide-eyed face toward him, "It's boogie time," He exclaimed, pulling her out of her seat and toward the dance floor.
"I think you just lost your date," Donna smiled teasingly.
"Yeah, well, it doesn't matter 'cuz Shelly and I are history," Kelso replied in a frustrated voice.
"She must not weigh that much," Eric comments, watching as Fez lifted Shelly and spinned her through the air.
The group watched as the pair drew the attention of the whole disco. If they were being honest with themselves, whether they were into disco or not, they had to admit that the two were amazing.
"Wow, they are really good," Eric commented as the song changed to ABBA's "Fernando," and Shelly and Fez began a new number.
"Yeah, if you wanna dance that way," Kelso pouted.
"I would love to dance that way," Jackie exclaimed.
"You wanna dance?" Hyde immediately asked and Jackie, plus the rest of the group, looked at him in surprise. Hyde dancing?
"Okay," Jackie smiled excitedly.
Hyde removed his sunglasses, tossing them onto the table before grabbing her hand and leading her to the dance floor. He held up one of her hands with his own, his other on her waist, hers on his shoulder. She tilted her head up so she could look at him, their noses almost touching as they smiled and swayed to the music.
"I didn't know you danced, Steven," Jackie murmured, biting her lip with a soft smile.
"Yeah, well..." Hyde said softly, "Actually, you're my first dance."
"I'm your first?" Jackie pouted teasingly, "I'm honored." She felt her cheeks heat up slightly at the warm chuckle that left him.
They continued dancing for a moment, just looking at each other, their smiles vanishing slowly.
"This is nice," Hyde murmured, eyes slightly lidded.
"Mmm," She murmured back, eyes in the same position, lips slightly parted.
And as they disappeared into the crowd, out of sight of their friends, he twirled her around before dipping her, his eyes shifting back and forth from her eyes to her lips. She felt her breath increase slightly, a little anxious, but also a little excited.
"Jackie, doll, I feel like I wanna kiss you," He murmured, pulling her back up into their original positions, a little closer than before, "You don't have to kiss me back if you don't want."
She looked at him for a moment, a little unused to this side of him coming out in public, before smiling, rubbing her lips together, "Shut up and dance, Steven," She giggled.
He just grinned at her a little, leading her into the dance again.
"Fez, you're an amazing dancer," Shelly smiled from her seat beside him in the Vista Cruiser.
"Actually, Shelly, you are the reason I am amazing," Fez said, "When a man is dancing, he should display the woman to the room like a beautiful flower," Fez mimics the motion of a blooming flower with his fingers, and Shelly holds a hand to her heart with an adoring smile.
At that moment, Kelso clumsily stumbled out of the disco, sprinting toward the cruiser. He yanked the door open, glaring at Fez.
"Michael!" Shelly said in surprise.
"Alright, pal!" Kelso yelled, pulling Fez out of the car, "You and me, right here, right now!"
"Okay, I will be leaving now," Fez said nervously, trying to get away.
"Michael, Mich-" Shelly cut herself off, looking at the ground and holding her hands to her hips in annoyance when Fez's struggling ended with Kelso holding him upside down, his knees thrown over Kelso's shoulders.
"Michael," Shelly said in a falsely calm tone, "What are you doing?"
"Yes, why do you interrupt us?" Fez asked, lifting his head so he could look at Kelso from his awkward position.
"Shelly is my girl, Fez," Kelso answered, a possessive note in his voice.
"But you were breaking up with her," Fez said in confusion, and Shelly looked at Kelso angrily, sticking her tongue to her cheek in annoyance.
"You were going to break up with me?" She asked angrily.
"Uhhh..."
Shelly gave a fake, angry smile, "Bye, Michael," She strutted away, ignoring Kelso's sputtering as he tried to come up with something to say. Fez pursed his lips in a 'this is awkward' kind of motion, looking up at Kelso again with a nervous smile.
"Oops..."
Kelso could only pout at him.
Bob awkwardly walked toward Red as he fixed his car, dreading the terrible news he was going to have to give his friend.
"Ah-heh," He whimpered, making Red lift his head from his car and look at him in annoyance.
"What, Bob?" He asked.
"Oh, huh, just, uh, curious," He said, "What's the word on that Hyde kid?"
"Steven?" Red asked in surprise, "Well, he's a good kid. A little rebellious, just needs a little direction."
"Well, apparently, he's gettin', Red," Bob said sadly, "I, uh, I kind of walked into your living room an-and he and Kitty... were in some sort of-of provocative embrace. I think he's puttin' the moves on your wife."
"My God," Red said in a mock angry voice, which went unnoticed by Bob, "Now I hafta kill 'em. Bob, go get your deer rifle."
Bob looked around for a moment, a rather fearful look on his face, "Hold on, Red, I-I-I could have been mistaken," He tried to placate.
"You know what you saw, get the damn gun!"
"Maybe she was chokin', you know, on some food or somethin'."
"I can't take that chance! What choice do I have as a man?"
"C'mon, Red, they-they could've been dancin'," Bob placed a hand on Red's shoulder, smiling at his own suggestion, "Jeez, I'm sure she was teaching 'em dancin', cuz they're all goin' to that disco."
"Dancin', huh?" Red said, giving a Bob a look, "Well, damn, Bob, that would just be downright... logical. Good thing I didn't shoot 'em."
Bob nods with a smile before looking at Red with pursed lips, realization on his face.
"Oh, Hyde, you were right about the disco. It is evil," Fez whimpered, sitting next to him on the hood of Eric's car with a pout, Jackie standing in front of them slightly between Hyde's legs as he leaned against the hood, "It's pulsing rhythm made me do a bad thing."
"Oh yeah?" Hyde mumbled, throwing an arm over Jackie's shoulder.
"Yes. I have caused Kelso to lose his woman."
"What, Shelly?" Hyde snickered, "It's okay, man, Kelso'll see another whore-y blonde walk by him and forget all about 'er."
"He's right," Jackie nodded, "Kelso's a man-whore."
"This is true," Fez nodded, "But Kelso is my friend and I cannot take his woman, even if she is now an ex."
"You're a good guy, Fez," Hyde said.
"Actually," Fez grinned, "I could take his woman, but I just won't."
Jackie smiled, her shoulders lightly shaking while Hyde didn't even bother to hold back his snicker, "C'mon, man," He said, hopping off the car, keeping his arm around Jackie's shoulder as Donna and Eric walked out of the house through the sliding door, "We'll walk ya home."
"See you guys," Hyde nodded at them, walking off with Jackie and Fez.
"See ya."
"Night."
"I like this dress," Hyde murmured, his face buried in Jackie's shoulder, hands on her upper arms as they walked into her bedroom. Jackie could only let out a breathy laugh through her nose, leading them toward her bed.
"I didn't think you knew how to dance, Steven," She said quietly.
"I don't," He mumbled, and Jackie furrowed her eyes in confusion, "I learned how to dance two days ago."
Jackie giggled, turning to face him, placing her hands on his shoulders, "It's okay, you'll get the hang of it."
She slid her hands up, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissed him softly. He placed his large hands on her tiny waist, pulling her closer, deepening the kiss. They broke the kiss, resting their foreheads together.
"Now," Hyde suddenly grinned, "Let's have some funtime."
He lifted her, playfully tossing her onto the bed and she let out a smiling squeal.
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