#if you see fez tell him.....ah he knows

[alittleillusionmachinee]

On a packed train near tears imagining Lexi as the 10th Doctor and Fez as Rose Tyler

[lkfarrout]

Fifty (family fic)

No ships, just Stan being a father figure

Summary: Wendy finds herself in a tough situation and has to ask Stan for money

Warnings: light angst, mature themes (16+)

"Come in!"

With a shaky hand, Wendy slowly opened the door to Stan's office. Her boss was sat at his desk, fez off, a pen and calculator in hand. His frustration at the figures in front of him permeated the room.

"Wendy?" He barely glanced up at her before returning to his work, "Its your day off, kid. What do ya need?"

"Umm..." Wendy considered saying 'nevermind' and just walking out. But she didn't really have a choice. "...fifty dollars."

Stan started to laugh until he looked up and saw the tears welling in Wendy's eyes.

He rose to his feet and she continued, talking very quickly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Pines. You can take it out of my next paycheck, but I need it today. I didn't know who else to ask."

He came around and leaned on the edge of his desk, arms crossed. "What's it for?"

She just looked at the floor and rang her hat in her hands.

He moved closer and placed a heavy hand on her shoulder, "Look, kid. Whatever you did, I'm sure I did worse at your age. D'ya owe someone money?" She shook her head.

"Then what's it for?"

"You can't tell my dad."

"Okay, I won't."

Wendy continued to avoid his gaze.

"What's it for, kid?"

Wendy sighed, "...plan B."

Stan took a step back and rubbed the back of his neck. "I see."

An awkward silence filled the room.

Stan continued with a light chuckle, "It's fifty bucks these days? Sweet moses, I'm gettin' old."

Wendy didn't laugh.

"Look, it'll be alright. Head out to the car, I'll give the twins an excuse and meet you out there, okay?"

Wendy muttered a thank you and quickly left the room.

---

A rock song played inaudibly on the radio and Wendy stared out the passenger window at the trees going by.

Stan gripped the wheel, trying to think of anything to say.

He stuttered as he began, "Kid, I-- look, I aint gonna pry you for details. But if I need to go knock some sense into some knucklehead kid, I will."

"It's fine."

"It was some knucklehead kid, right? Not, y'know... an adult?" Stan cringed at his own question, but damnit, if he was gonna let some creep take advantage of a young girl like Wendy.

Wendy nodded, "Yeah, just Robbie."

"So why the hell isn't he paying for this?" He'd meant it as a joke, but quickly realized how mean it sounded.

"Look, I aint mad about paying for it, I just. He needs to learn some responsibility."

"We were responsible. It just, broke. And neither of us had the money. I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry. I'm... glad you told me."

Stan pulled the car into a parking spot.

"Stay here."

"It's okay, I can get it."

Stan insisted, "No, someone will recognize ya. I don't want you in any trouble."

He cracked the windows and shut the door with a click. Several minutes later, he returned and handed her a bag. "Hope that's the right stuff."

Wendy dug through it, surprised to find a bottle of water, a comic book, and a bar of chocolate in addition to the small cardboard box she expected.

She looked at Stan, who shrugged. "Figured you might need a little pick-me-up."

"Thanks, Mr. Pines. I'll work an extra day, or--"

He cut her off and waved his hand in the air, "Ah forget that, consider it free. It was... less expensive than I thought anyway." He looked away suspiciously before glancing back at her.

She punched him lightly in the arm, "You stole it?"

"No!" Stan protested, "I paid..."

She raised her eyebrows at him and he finished, "...for the water."

Stan laughed and Wendy smiled for the first time that morning. But her smile quickly dissipated with his next question.

"So, should I take you home?"

The look on her face was the only answer he needed. "Alright, you can hang at the shack today. But you'll have to put on a happy face for Dip and Mabel."

Wendy sighed, relieved, "Yeah, I will."

"I told the kids I was picking up lunch. How's pizza sound?"

---

They entered through the giftshop. Stan held the door open for Wendy with one hand, a pizza box in the other.

"Hey, uh, make sure you read that box real close and if you start to feel sick at all, let me know, okay?"

"I will, thanks." Wendy stayed behind like they'd discussed, and he continued toward the main part of the house before pausing.

"Oh, and use the phone in here to call Robbie. He should know that you got things worked out."

Wendy nodded and gave him a small smile.

"Guess who got pizza!"

The twins exclaimed happily and started to dig in.

Through a mouthful, Stan casually spoke. "Oh hey, save some for Wendy, I saw her walkin' over just a minute ago."

[thelesbstrosity]

MY GOOD OMENS 2 LIVE REACTIONS FOR EVERY EPISODE

So ofc spoilers

Good Omens 2

Episode 1:

- THEY KNEW EACH OTHER AS ANGELS

- Crowley is so proud of his universe and nebulas

- STILL NOT GETTING HIS PRE-FALL NAME

- the reverse wing cover in comparison to season 1

- maggie is a gay disaster

- gabriel walking naked through town to the bookshop had me cry laughing

- crowley living in his car? the plants in the back seat

- myself vs ourselves 😩

- the husbands™️ are fighting 😭

- FORCED PROXIMITY LESBIANS?!

- DISABLED ANGEL I LOVE IT

- the apology dance

- them treating Gabriel like a pet you’re hiding from your parents

Episode 2

- HIS CHILDREN?!

- MORE MURIEL

- Gabriel’s hair in the past 😂

- Heaven takes part in the bystander effect fr fr

- Crowley sleeping in his Bentley

- A JUKEBOX THAT BUDDY HOLLY’S RECORDS LIKE THE BENTLEY

- Greetings “I’m Jim”

- THE FLY

- Plan “Get the lesbians together”

- STANDING IN THE RAIN LIKE IN SEASON 1, EPISODE 1

- A CLUE

- my head can’t hold all that

- “Bildad the shuhite” “sure”

- “i know you” “You don’t know me”

- HE COULDNT KILL THE GOATS

- Ennon’s a little fruity

- “I’m a demon. I lied”

- “He has a permit”

- CROWLEY IS WHY HE LIKES HUMAN FOOD

- THE LET ME TEMPT YOU vs “ARE YOU TRYING TO TEMPT ME”

- shoemaking and obstetrics

- “our car/ our bookshop”

- GOOD OMENS THE BOOK IN GOOD OMENS

- “I’m a demon. I lied” pt 2 😭😭

Episode 3:

- Jim’s mug”

- MURIEL POLICE OUTFIT

- I love her 🫶🏻😭

- HIM BRINGING HIS PLANTS INTO THE BOOKSHOP

- “For like 200 years”

- LAZURI MIRACLE SCALE FOR LAZURUS

- AZIRAPHALE DRIVING

- HIM WRITING ABOUT CROWLEY IN HIS DIARY

- David getting to be really Scottish but like pretending to be bad at it

- Crowley can feel his Bentley

- ITS YELLOW

- them fighting over the car/ Book selling threat

- gravity

- he gets drunk on poison skshsksj

- HE TURNED SMALL

- KAIJU CROWLEY

- “stunning view”

- crowley tossing books

- “we probably don’t have what you’re looking for and we wouldn’t sell it to you if we did”

- AND GRINDR

- “you have no idea”

- ARMAGEDDON 2???

- Shax must be invited in

- SHAX HAS HIS OLD APARTMENT

Episode 4

- FLASHBACK TO THE WW2 SCENE

- OMG LADIES OF CAMELOT FROM THE OPENING CREDITS

- THEY’RE BACK 😂 AND IN HELL

- “I’m fu -*piano*”

- MAGICIAN AZIRAPHALE AGAIN

- ZOMBIES

- SPIDER PUNISHMENT 😳

- that’s what…friends…do

- “Wow me with your miracles”

- the way crowley supports his little magic act

- AZIRAPHALE OWNS A GUN

- “someone you can really trust” *immediately looks to crowley*

- Same legion 😂

- HE SLIGHT OF HANDED HIM

- “you said trust me” “and you did”

- Crowley’s pet

- THE CAR FOLLOWS AZIRA

Episode 5

- Good omens is Anti-HOA

- THE FEZ

- okay shax we see your war fit

- the french

- HE DIDNT TELL HIM ABOUT SHUT YOUR STUPID MOUTH AND DIE ALREADY

- Muriel is so pure i love her istg

- you’re weird

- JIM’S SUIT

- THE DEMON LEGION IN MASKS

- a seamstress

- the dancing

- ELEVATOR TO HEAVEN AND HELL

- THE ANGLE

- ALSO NOT THE BOOKSHOP

- THE COAT

- him lining them up with the buddy system

- nina and maggie staying

- RESCUING ME MAKES HIM SO HAPPY

- Arrest me

- ah shit here we go

Episode 6

- Badass Azira has entered the chat

- Crowley’s fit change and little run

- MAGGIE NO

- Shax really said “leave and i’ll smite you”

- A THRONE OR A DOMINION OR ABOVE

- They never change their passwords

- HE WAS IN THE HIGHEST RANKS?!

- gabriel was on trial

- THE CANDLES! THE EXTINGUISHERS! HE HAS TRAUMA FROM THE FIRE

- EMOTIONAL SUPPORT ANGEL

- HE WAS REMOVED FROM OFFICE

- FOR ONE PRINCE OF HEAVEN TO BE CAST OUT…THATS DEFINITELY HIM SAYING CROWLEY WAS AN ARCHANGEL HOLY FUCK

- That’s why he showed up naked..holy shit

- OMG HIS HALO

- “I MAY HAVE JUST STARTED A WAR”

- the awkward elevator

- HIS MEMORIES

- MICHEAL AND BEELZEBUB CHATTING

- THEY LIKE EVERYDAY SO HE MADE SURE THE RECORD IS ALWAYS EVERYDAY 😩

- THEY GAVE HIM A FLY

- NEIL DELIVERED THE SHIP

- “No one’s ever given me anything before” 😭😭

- “You. Thank you”

- “I FOUND SOMETHING THAT MEANT MORE TO ME THAN CHOOSING SIDES”

- THEY SANG TOGETHER SKSJSK

- METATRON THE VOICE OF GOD

- Crowley putting the bookshop back together

- Nina saying she’d hope Maggie will be there when she’s ready

- “YOURE NOT HELPING, ANGEL” Nina pls the parallel

- “Nothing lasts forever” 😭😭😭😭

- him crying as he puts on his glasses

- “NO NIGHTINGALES “

- “WE COULD’VE BEEN US”

- THE KISS

- “I forgive you” “don’t bother”

- Muriel getting the bookshop

- THE SECOND COMING

- NOT “A NIGHTINGALE IN BERKLEY SQUARE”

- they’re both so clearly unhappy and heartbroken

[princessconsuela120]

❃ ALYSSA ❃

Chapter twenty-four: In My Room—❃

Series masterlist

Chapter Warnings: foul language, everything with teotfw and with euphoria

Authors note: Enjoy guys! All rights reserved to the show the end of the f*cking world.

—❃

“Listen, girlie, I may not have seen you for a few years...but I wasn't born yesterday?”  This was bad, this was really bad. “So, what's the plan, then? Sail across the Channel? Get jobs at Disneyland Paris? Change your names? Who did you kill?”

“What?”

My heart sunk to my feet.

“Your faces are on the telly. There's a reward out.”

Fuck.

“Who did you kill? I'm not fucking Judge Judy. I'm interested, is all. Come on, what did you do? Hmm? What did you do, kiddo?”

I went to reach for the keys and he grabbed my hand, making me uncomfortable as I tried to pull away. And suddenly, it wasn’t my dads hand on my arm anymore, it was the man’s.

“You are not taking my fucking boat, okay? You don't want to be drawing attention to yourselves. Take my word for it.” He sighed when he noticed I wasn’t going to indulge in him.Okay. Everybody, just sit down,

and calm down. You're safe here, okay? I promise.” Leslie explained, sighing as i glared at him angrily.

“Oh, you "promise," do you?” I hissed, making him snap. “Well, that means a lot.”

“Shut your fucking mouth!”

“Don't speak to her like that.” Fezco snapped, making my heart swell at his protectiveness. I hope he kicks his ass. I know it wouldn’t be wise to, but I hope he does anyway.

“Or what? Hmm?” He looked fezco up and down before sighing, seeing the seriousness in his gaze and the way his fists clenched. Leslie held up his hands in defense. “Okay. Okay, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Look… I'll make us a cup of tea. Yeah? Tea?”

“Yeah, okay.” I said, sighing as I sat down.

“Fez, tea?”

“No, thanks.”

“I'm gonna make you tea. Want the good news or bad news? The bad news is: we've no milk. But the good news is… we've got biscuits.” He turned to fez. “Fezco?” Then he turned to me.

“Alyssa?” We both shook our heads no, and he sighed again.

“Yeah, go on, then. Seriously, girl, are you okay? What happened? You can tell me.”

“Why would I trust you?” I asked, my heart shattering at his words.

“Come on, darling. Look, granted... I'm not the greatest. But I'm still your daddy. Of course you can trust me.”

“Why didn't you tell me about your little boy?” I asked, making him shrug

“Because… Ah, shit. Because I was embarrassed, okay? Because I felt ashamed. He's called Milton. He's eight. He's weirdly good at spelling. I'm sorry, I should have said. Can we start again? Please?”

I nodded, looking down to the ground.

“There was a man.” I said softly, my heart twisting with pain as I spoke. Fezco turned to me nervously.

“Alyssa…” he said, but I ignored him.

“We killed him.” I cried, my voice breaking.

“Okay. Don't worry, it's Okay”

“He was going to hurt me.” I cried, my lip beginning to wobble as I spoke.

“Oh, darling.”

“He was bad. He was really bad.”

I didn’t know where fezco went, but I missed his presence. That is until he came back.

[tonydaddingham]

✨ episode 5 - running commentary✨

- this episode better be the one to Alter My Brain Chemistry, I NEED AN explanation for the too fast for me scene pls

- THEY BETTER KISS I S2G

- right okay hi shax I hate you 😘 but Miranda is killing WAIT TEN THOUSAND WHAT THATA OVERKILL ITS ONE SILLY BILLY ANGEL AND A DUMB ASS DEMON

- "can I watch" crowley TONE IT DOWN KINKY BOY

- "there will be sandwiches" LOL IM IN BABES

- DOCTOR WHO lmao harpischord guy get fucking SERVED

- HES JUST TEMPTED SOMEONE AND GIVEN AWAY A BOOK??? my guy going through some ROUGH character development

- hell is literally so understaffed wtf

- MAGIC SHOP AGAIN YES

- ERDNASE REFERENCE ERDNASE REFERENCE

- Crowley is so proud of his husband BUT THAT FEZ NEEDS TO GOOOOO

- neil if you ever read this pls can we have aziraphale be a permanent party planner bc he does the mostest and pls ignore my criticism of ep1 and 2 I take it all back pls pls more aziraphale planning tf out of shit

- SHAX MOMMY YES💅💅💅 ALSO ERIC MY BELOVED My sweet baby boy

- FRENCH AZIRAPHALE YOU NEED TO STOP crowley is FED UP he looks like a kid whose mum got caught chatting at the supermarket

- aziraphale pls stop

- NINA KNOWS WHATS UP GAY SPOTS GAY

- no crowley don't make that face no why why why WHY YOU LOOKING LIKE THAT😭😭😭✨ he loves you CROWLEY YOU BLIND FUCKKNG IDIOT and you love HIM you emotionally stunTED APE

- the glasses and sideburns are still BUGGING ME someone explain did he go shOPPING OFF SCREEN????

- ERIC NO BYEBYE MY LOVERRRRR

- wow that was a long pre credit bit wtf

- DATE???? oh no crowley is pulling away no no no

- "SMUT?" fucking OKAY??? DO IT THEN YOU PUSSY ASS BITCH✨💓

- fuck they're about to have a Conversation aren't they and get drunk and it's about to get EMOTIONAL

- Crowley FUCK

- CROWLEY BOO

- "friend" ok lol

- he's about to throw mf HANDS but goob is so innocent NO WAIT CROWLEY NO DOMT DO THAT oh thank fuck

- matchbox ajamakajalam sns

- lmao the growth that Crowley just did in 30 seconds gave me WHIPLASH

- Muriel no pls don't do it bbygirl💓💓 OH GOD YOUVE GONE DONE IT NOW

- ah Jim's mug

- DECORATING MIRACLES YES BABY

- WAIT AND SEE ✨✨✨✨

- oh aziraphale I love u so MUCH 😭😭😭

- Mrs sandwich I LOVE HER no aziraphale don't ask pls bby

- CROWLEY WHAT U SNIFFIN HONEY UR LIKE A BLOODHOUND FOR TROUBLE WHAT A POWER

- GOOB YOU ARE FABULOUS DARLING I LOVE JT✨

- "you young people"

- F BOMB FUCK YES

- oh no Maggie no not you CROWLEY YOU HERO GOD BLESS tell em babes

- lmao are they even gonna get to dance this is so stressful

- Mrs sandwich just chill out honey you are a madam SEX WORK IS VALID REAL WORK I said what I said

- "have a vol au vent" SO MARRIED💓

- omg am i now liking Maggie and nina hmmmmmmm AZIRAPHALE'S FACE crowley you could have that IF YOU EVEN TRIED MY GUY

- I HAVE SUCH JACKET ENVY LMAOOOO goob you are the only valid character

- WHAT no stop goob stop

- fuck OFF THEY ACTUALLY SANCE FUXK KM SWEATINF NOOOOOOK💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓

- AHHHHHHHHHHHHH BOYS PLEASE

- well fuck that's put a spanner in the works

- aziraphale go fucking NAILS GET THEIR ASS oh that's not good✨

- GOOBY NO BE QUIET SHHHHHH

- GOOB NO

- NO GOOB

- the mf coat is SPECTACULAR ✨✨✨✨ did they spend the whole budget on it???? HES SO FABULOUS AND FRUITY

- oh my god the miracle is working against them fuck

- the fact that the humans are just chilling lmaoooo

- NEIL WE NEED CROWLEY AS A LAWYER PLS THANK U they just got SEVRED✨💓

- lmao IT WAS FAKE HAHAHAHAHA

- Mr brown shut up pipe down back in your box

- see that's what you get when you run your mouth

- IS THIS EVERY

- CMON GIVE ME EVERY

- oh my god crowley is the PATRON VIRGIN saint of sex work I LIVE FOR IT god bless or maybe not

- IS THAT A PRAISE KINK I SEE

- "rescuing me makes him so happy" FUCKING DECEASED

- Muriel lmao we know this it's ok bby take HIM TO HEAVEN IN THE ANGEL-ON-THE-ASS TRACKSUIT

- the MUSIC OKAY ITS GOOD NOW YES YES YES✨

- GOING UP

- I'm dead

[biscuits-of-bagend]

DnDoc, The Flowers We'll Remember #7 - The Last Song

Parts 1 & 2 Part 6

Previous stories: DnDoc, Coming Home DnDoc, Space Band DnDoc, A Man's a Man DnDoc, The God of Rock 'n' Roll DnDoc, The Loch o' the Lowes DnDoc, The Mushroom Planet

Story playlist Ali Smith story

---

"Oh. Hi, Kate," said the Doctor. He gestured to the others to sit back down and enjoy Murray lapping up his 4am celebrations.

"Doctor!" Kate Lethbridge-Stewart shouted. "What in the name of all the Pantheon are you doing here?"

"Having a sleepover?" the Doctor shrugged.

Kate's hair was tied tightly back into a ponytail, but there were strands of it sticking out. Her coat hung slightly forward over her shoulders, drowning the folds of her shirt. She rubbed her eyes and glared at the Doctor.

"Doctor, you know very well I can't control when you come or when you go," said Kate, air huffing out her nose. "But if you are going to appear after hours, must you go plastering yourself and your games all over office CCTV? What do you expect my security monitors to do? And I was having such a nice dream…"

"Ah, sorry." The Doctor gulped. "I hadn't thought of that. I sort of imagined you seeing me on the screen, rolling your eyes, and ignoring it."

"Doctor, it's three in the morning, why would I be looking at security footage myself?"

"No, yeah, that makes sense. Of course you don't live here," said the Doctor, raising his hands.

Kate blinked at him and looked over his shoulder. "Are you using the Time Window… to watch telly?"

"It's immersive!"

"You're the one that told me not to make it! And yet here you are using it like a toy."

"Kate. Come on." The Doctor folded his arms. "I told you not to make it because nobody outside of Gallifrey is going to know how to use it properly. I grew up watching one of these in the afternoons after my schooling. Besides, what are you going to do, tell the ministry of defence that I'm misusing something they don't know they have and probably wouldn't give you clearance for in the first place?"

Kate's face went rigid as her jaw clenched, her anger pressing in on itself as she tried to keep a lid on it.

The Doctor sighed and put his hands to his temples. "Sorry, I know how arrogant that sounded. I'm sorry. I just… I just wanted a nice night with my best friend and my boyfriend and I wanted to show them something I really care about. Is that so wrong?"

Carefully, Kate let out a breath. She shook her head. "No, that's not wrong, Doctor. It's human."

As slowly as Kate had exhaled, a smile spread across the Doctor's face. "Aw, Kate." He paused, letting a couple of tears run down his cheek before he tried to speak again. "Would you like to come watch with us? We've not got many matches left, but the magic isn't over yet."

"What exactly are you watching?" said Kate, as she stepped forward from the landing and down the small set of stairs into the main chamber. "Oh, goodness, is that Andy Murray?"

"Sure is!" said the Doctor, sitting back down beside Ruby and Rogue and gesturing for Kate to join them.

"Do you remember the last time we watched him together, when he won Wimbledon the first time?" said Kate.

"Oh, that's right! I dropped in on the UNIT Office watch party," said the Doctor. He looked to Rogue and Ruby. "Bow tie and fez guy, that was."

"It was right before we found that Gallifrey Falls painting," said Kate.

"Gods, yeah, 2013 was quite the year," agreed the Doctor.

"Anyway, what are we watching now?" said Kate.

"Wimbledon, from 2024," said the Doctor.

"Oh, god," said Kate. "Get the tissues ready."

"Uh-oh," said Rogue.

Kate was not wrong. Andy played his final Wimbledon match as a doubles match, alongside his brother, Jamie (also a professional tennis player, former world number one and multiple times grand slam champion, all in doubles.) Andy would have preferred to play singles, but yet another injury had scuppered that hope. He went into this match just hoping that 'the wound' from surgery wouldn't reopen. Rogue spluttered and choked on his non-Gurgle can of juice when the Doctor explained that part.

There were some miracle moments in the match, and adorably Andy's daughter was sitting in the crowd and seemed to subscribe to the 'when he roars, I roar' mentality. But overall, it was mostly upsetting, because it was so much less than Andy wanted for his final moment at a place that had meant so much to him.

Rishi Persad interviewed the winners (who were not Andy and Jamie, unfortunately) and then mysteriously announced that 'his part' of proceedings was over, before disappearing off court. Then, from the corridor, another hero emerged. Sue Barker! The recently retired Wimbledon coverage presenter, herself a grand slam champion in the 1970s, and the interviewer who had stood with Andy during his 'I'm getting closer' moment in 2012, strode up to the microphone.

Andy had been sitting on the bench after a hug with Jamie, and from the look of shocked delight on his face had clearly had no idea this would be happening. He walked up to stand with Sue, and together the two of them got through a retrospective interview looking back on his whole career. There were surprising amounts of vomit mentioned in the stories he told, and his wife Kim seemed baffled by his choice to tell the story of one of the first tournaments they'd gone to together, when he'd vomited right in front of her after winning and was pleasantly surprised that she'd still agreed to go out with him. Rogue couldn't stop laughing at the juxtaposition of it all.

"Grounded superhero, not half," he mumbled.

The most heartbreaking part was that Andy said he wanted to 'play forever.' At this point, a song called 'Forever's Not Enough' began to play.

"Oh, remind me to tell you about this Ali Smith story in her novel Summer at some point," said the Doctor. "It's all about a summer that told the gods it wanted to last forever, which they found hilarious."

Rogue tilted his head from side to side. "You know, that's a good point. I guess nothing lasts forever. Who is he to ask for that?"

Then his eyes widened and he looked at the Doctor. Clearly he had not intended to bring up the existential question of their relationship in this moment. The Doctor laughed and kissed him, breathing in through his nose. Rogue smelled beautiful. He smelled of sweat and a dusty UNIT office, but he smelled beautiful.

As Wimbledon faded away, Rogue sighed and seemed to be stretching as if to move.

"Not so fast," said the Doctor. "This was his last Wimbledon match. Not his last match."

"Oh?" said Rogue, sitting back against the Doctor.

"We're off to the Olympics, back on the red clay of Roland Garros," the Doctor explained.

It was a doubles court again, but instead of Jamie this time Andy was playing with another British player called Dan Evans. They were in a right hole against the Japanese pairing of Kei Nishikori (a mainstay of Andy's career) and Taro Daniel (whom Andy had randomly played several times in the winter/spring of 2022.) They barely seemed able to win a point, or defend their serves. 6-2 6-2 was looking like the best they could hope for.

Rogue shifted uncomfortably.

"Hold onto hope," the Doctor whispered as the next song started up: '26' by Paramore. "Hold onto hope if you got it, don't let it go for nobody, they say that dreaming is freeeee, but I wouldn't care what it cost me."

It was a quiet song, and in a way it didn't sound very hopeful, but sometimes hope was quiet and delicate, and you couldn't shock it with something loud and defiant or else it would shatter. Sometimes it just had to be held.

There had been an exchange of breaks early in the second set, and so the Brits holding serve was almost more dramatic than them breaking. But after just nudging at it a bit, after working over that hope and nurturing it, they were back on level terms in the second set. They got all the way to a tiebreak, and held firm, against all probabilities, but not against expectation.

But before any of the four spectators knew it, they were down 9-4 in the extended tiebreak that replaced a final set in this doubles format. It was first to 10.

"Oh, Gods," said Rogue, biting down on the side of his finger.

Okay, now it was time for defiance. The next song was 'The Last Song' by McFly. One more song before I've got to go, from the very bottom of my soul, every single word and every note, I mean it, let me hear you sing it all once more, with, feeeeeeeeling!

The fire was in their eyes. Suddenly they both made their serves, cracked wicked returns. One of Andy's returns brushed the top of the net but sheer force of will exerted upon the universe seemed to keep the ball just high enough, like he was freaking Gandalf. They were only down 9-8, but they had to hold serve. They did. They could no longer lose if they lost the next point (you had to win by two) but who cares, they won it anyway! They were up 10-9, meaning that if they won the next point, they would win.

They did.

Rogue roared so hard it sounded like he was going to make the inside of his throat bleed. He sprang to his feet and bounced up and down in time with Andy and Dan, who were pogo-ing around and hugging each other, laughing, screaming. Ruby jumped up and joined Rogue, and they squeezed each other tight in the sort of hug that only Andy Murray fans could share.

As they sat back down, the Doctor beamed and said, "The end of that story, the Ali Smith one - there's an adult character telling the story to a little girl character. The adult asks the little girl what we keep from the summer even once it's gone, and the little girl remembers from hearing the story before that the answer is perfume. We remember the flowers of summer, and the smells they make. We can hold those smells in a little perfume bottle and know that that summer happened and was beautiful. This-" the Doctor pointed to Andy and Dan as they jumped around the court like little kids. "This is that perfume. Joy in a bottle."

Rogue nodded and took the Doctor's hand. "The flowers we'll remember."

The Doctor leaned back in towards Rogue and took in another deep breath through his nose. "Forever."

---

Part 8

@off-traveling-in-the-stars @casavanse @monster-donut @randomwholocker (let me know at any point if you no longer wish to be tagged in each post)

[l0svers]

watching that 90’s show *ੈ✩‧₊˚

episode 01

love that they kept the silly transitions ah!

also the writing is so good — it stays so true to the original

i love kitty & red so funny

THE KELSO KID AH!

screamed when michael and jackie showed up

i want a summer like this anyways

so hyped to keep watching

episode 02

not much happened lol

love that sherri is becoming friends with kitty

FEZ!

episode 03

the commercial !!

not them going to the mall to get leia her first kiss

they had no right giving jay that much rizz for that car scene with leia — also since when was he so smart

red & his massage chair lmao

episode 04

RAVEEEE

love all the references and repeated situations from the original show

why did they do leia dirty with her hair

also their rave outfits are kinda rough — love the purple skirt overalls tho

the friends reference feels outta pocket like we’re ross & rachel even together by that point of the show being on air?

episode 05

the ✨internet✨

ew creepy hot tub lady

red being scared about the computer haha

the sex phone call lmao

“the internet is just two demons yelling at each other”

i knew hot tub girl was gonna be an issue

episode 06

i LOVE gwen’s fit

SHE WAS 14?!?! WHAT

please i thought they were at least 15

“you’ve got twice the balls, act like it” — CRYING

the who 90210 but point place version is so funny

bob singing karaoke lol

THE CAR HE GAVE HER THE CAR!!

THEY KISSED!!

THE COPS!!

episode 07

criminal mastermind without the mind a kelso lol

tattoos, babies and DUI’s the unholy trinity — CRYING SHERRI IS SO RIGHT

OH NO KITTY GOT A TATTOO

it’s a cat haha

red teaching sherri to ride a bike

episode 08

red is SPEED

ski jump arms haha

NOT THE CROTCH GRAB LMAO

the moose

episode 09

not school starting soon :,(

uh oh bf vs bff time fight

“those kids are idiots”

“i like you” haha

training montage love

kitty wanting to be the school nurse so cute

her nurse nightmare woof

uh oh couple lost in the woods ft leo

love how they snuck into the country club iconic

leia giving nate water haha

not gwen being snappy — but we love the heart to heart between nate & leia

KITTY GOT THE JOB!!

awww good friendship hug thank god

kinda loving all of jay’s stupid graphic tees — like this green one with the wolves

oh no not a serious relationship talk jay, i knew it was inevitable but ahh

episode 10

OMG THE KELSO BURN IS BACK

them dancing so cute! love!

oh nate… buddy your timing so bad

uh oh the breakup talk

OH CHEEZE WIZZ IN THE PANTS

i can’t take jay seriously with all the cheese wizz on his shirt

the phone in the pot haha

not the chili’s lol

leia turning into red lol “dumbasses”

donna figuring out about the boyfriend being a kelso and about him in general

fez’s tiny pants lmao

“i have a tv in my bathroom BITCH” crying

oh fenton

THEY ALMOST KISSED :O

WHATTTT

my literal reaction was: they are not about to kiss right now right? WRONG Z

love the throwback circle

awww they’re signing the water tower!

“well i made that birch my bitch” thank you fenton for being iconic

THE AWKWARD

THEN JAY SHOWS UP

ahhhhhh

she’s gone *sobbing*

aw so glad it showed the film

other notes

i could not for the life of me tell why jay looked so familiar — then it dawned on me (no pun intended) that he was in nicky ricky dicky and dawn haha

overall i really like the show i think it’s fun and a great tribute to the original but the pacing was a little weird especially towards the beginning/middle it felt like it reached a good pace towards the end — part of this is def the episode limit but yeah

intrigued to see how next season goes

the whole nate thing is kinda random — like i understand them having the same outlook or whatever but they barely interacted throughout the season

honestly that is one of my complaints is that there were so many characters that i didn’t get attached to a whole lot of them or know much about them by the end

[aaaarsonist]

Finished it lol again, random thoughts.

Ah, poetic justice my beloved. Have that, Michael.

LET'S GO HYDE, YOU TELL THAT JACKASS

I'm actually surprised about Michael apologizing. I hope this means he's really growing up

Hyde SO broke the egg on purpose

OKAY ERIC AS STEVEN TYLER LOOKS SO HOT

I can't believe I'm saying this, but I'm starting to like Michael a bit. I hate that the only reason he started to be decent is because of Laurie cheating on him (and, btw, where the hell is she???? Not like I want to see her but ????) but I like this new and slightly mature him. If he cheats again, I'm going to lose my shit.

Damn, I did not expect Donna and Eric's break up to be like that. Eric's ultimatum really annoyed me, but I understand his heartbreak. I'm completely on Donna's side though, she's young and doesn't know what she might want in the future, so she has her mind open to the possibilities. It's her first relationship ever, and she's enjoying the moment. And for me, she feels trapped by Eric's proposal, because she knows Eric has a vision of their future, and It's nothing she wants. That's something Eric needs to understand. They should build their future together and at their own time.

I'm disappointed we didn't have much of Hyde though :( and I want to know more about Jackie's life and Fez past aaaaaaa

Season 3 here we gooooo

Three episodes in and this season already became my fav. Also I know the whole "Hyde's dad" thing is going to fucking destroy me hahaha i'm dying

I love you so much, Red. You're making my daddy issues worse healing my daddy issues 🖤

Oh and I realized that I haven't really talked about how my thoughts about the characters have changed so, this are my updated thoughts (five episodes in):

Jackie's so funny, I love her. She has stupid attitudes that make sense according to her background, but I'm hoping to see more character development and more depth.

Donna is the most normal of the group. She's chill, she's funny, she worries, and really tries to be a good friend. She also has dumb attitudes that are typical of a teenager, specially someone who's been friends with only guys for so long, but overall, she has her feet on the ground and I love her.

Eric... Is the more realistic. He's stupid, but has a big heart. He's an idiot, but tries to make things right. He's still a babygirl, but also a dumbass. I really like how he's learning to be better with Donna. He makes a lot of mistakes, but he always works to solve them. Sometimes I want to punch him though.

Hyde is my sassy bitch and I love him. I'm super curious about how everything is going to play with his dad and, if she comes back, his mom. I love his relationship with Eric's family, specially with Red and Kitty. Can't wait to know more about his real personality behind that mask of indifference.

I'm liking Fez more now. I think he's pretty funny and I love when he dances with Jackie. He, along with Jackie, is the only one whose past we haven't seen much of, so I'm really curious about it.

My thoughts on Michael haven't changed, I still hate him. Same with Laurie.

Red and Kitty are amazing and I love them.

Man, I wish they would stop making so many sexist jokes, but it's a series based in the 70's so, I shouldn't expect much.

[holly-the-trash-writer]

Halloweentown🎃

Eleventh Doctor x Fem!Reader

Written for an annonymous ask. I hope you enjoy it!!!

Synopsis: It's Halloween and the Doctor has the best place in mind to take Y/n. A planet called Halloweentown of course!

Word Count: 1,832

“Halloween. All Hallows’ Eve.” The Doctor lists as he flips switches on the Tardis console, “Or as the Celts call it Samhain.” 

Y/n grinned, “Yes, I’m familiar with the concept.” 

“Ah.” The Doctor grinned and pointed both fingers at her, “But are you familiar with the planet.” 

Y/n’s eyebrows raised, “The... planet?” 

“Yes. The planet. Halloweentown.” The Doctor giggles as he spins around the console to put in the co-ordinates. 

“There’s a planet called Halloweentown?” 

The Doctor walked up into her face, “Are you going to repeat everything I say?” 

“No. Sorry.” Y/n blushes. 

He fixes his bowtie and smirks, “Actually. I quite enjoy it.” He winks before spinning and yanking on a lever that makes the Tardis shake. 

Y/n yelps as she stumbles and grabs onto the railing, “A little warning would have been nice!” she screams. 

The Doctor just laughs hysterically as they travel through space until the Tardis dings and comes to a sharp stop, causing the two to crash to the ground in a fit of giggles. 

The Doctor stands and shakes his head, “Come on, no time to waste lying around on the floor.” 

Y/n’s eyes widened, “No!” 

The Doctor span back to her, “No?” 

“We can’t go without a costume!” 

The Doctor shook his head, “Oh, alright. Go on then.” he gestures towards the wardrobe. 

Y/n grinned and sprinted down the stairs to go to the wardrobe, “You better have one on too when I get back!” 

- 

The Doctor checked his watch and sighed, “Come on you! Halloween will be over by the time we get there.” 

“I thought it was a planet?!” She yelled back. 

“Yes! That’s entirely my-!” His jaw drops as she walks up the stairs, “Point.” 

She walked up in the stairs in one of his button up shirts, tucked into a short black flowy skirt, black tights and black heeled boots, she had on a tweed jacket and a red bow tie. All topped off, quite literally, with a fez on her head. 

She took one look at him and laughed. They were both in the same outfit. The Doctor had even put a fez on his own head. “So, what do you think?” she twirled in a circle. 

The Doctor stuttered as both of his hearts banged in his chest. 

Y/n grinned and approached him, gently pushing his jaw back up, “Shall we?” 

He grinned and pulled open the Tardis door, gesturing her to exit first. 

Her feet landed on a stone path as she looked up and gasped. 

Everything you ever thought Halloween should look like was right in front of her. 

A dark cobblestone path stretched out in front of her, forests at sides of the path that were contained by black wrought iron fences. The leaves were bright orange as they clung to branches and dusted the ground. Jack-O-Lanterns lit the path up to what seemed to be the centre of a town. 

The Doctor shut the door and walked up beside her, a smug grin on his face as he extended his arm. 

She looked up at him in amazement before she looped her arm through his and their boots clicked up the stone path. 

“Is it night-time?” Y/n asked as she looked up at the sky. 

“No, it’s dusk. The planet only fluctuates between dusk, night and dawn.” The Doctor explains. 

Y/n nods, “How do they tell the difference between dusk and dawn?” 

The Doctor stops dead and looks up, “I don’t know...” he looks at the sky in wonder before a smile broke across his face. “That’s new. I love not knowing something.” 

As they got closer to the middle of the town they heard a crowd, cheering and music. At the end of the path stood two old iron lamp posts but she couldn’t see anyone around. 

“Doctor? I can hear people.” 

“Wait for it.” The Doctor whispered before they stepped between the lamps. 

She shivered as they stepped through some kind of force field and the town came to life. 

There were stalls everywhere! Like some huge festival. People, children and aliens. Dressed up as all sorts and some weren’t even costumes. 

She span around trying to take it all in. All the different beings at stalls, selling potions, lanterns, voodoo dolls, crystal balls. You name it, it’s here. 

There was a large wooden sign post with different activities all on different arrows. 

Pumpkin Carving. 

Witch Racing. 

Skeleton Dancing. 

Apple Bobbing. 

“Where- where- where do we start?” Y/n asked in shock. 

“Boo!” 

The pair jumped, “Arghhh!!!” They screamed before turning to face a short man in a suit with a top hat and cane appeared behind them. 

“Welcome back Doctor!” The man exclaimed, “I hope this is a social visit this time?” The man grinned politely but still look worried. 

“Don’t worry, Frankie. I am here to be sociable and socialise... with... people.” 

Y/n giggled as the Doctor rambled. “We’re on a date.” she explained. 

Frankie’s eyes widened before he bowed before Y/n, “Oh! My!” he glanced between the two and the Doctor smiled while Y/n looked at him a little nervously, “Welcome, madam!” 

“Hello.” She waved politely. 

“I’m so thrilled you chose my planet for such an occasion.” he threw his hands out, “This is Halloweentown! Where everyone’s entitled to at least one good scare and all the sweets you could ask for.” he reached into his pocket and lifted out a large money pouch from his pocket, “Here you are, Doctor.” He threw the pouch at the Time Lord before prancing away again. “Enjoy!” 

Y/n chuckled, “That was weird. You been here before then?” 

“Frankie had a little problem with the pumpkins a little while ago.” 

“Pumpkins?” 

“Long story darling and we have an entire festival to see.” The Doctor threw the pouch in the air and caught it, “So, where to first?” 

- 

Y/n grinned as she munched on her toffee apple, cheering in the stands as they watched the witches broom race. One of the biggest events in Halloweentown. 

Turning to her left she saw that the Doctor wasn’t watching the race. Instead, he had his glasses on and was inspecting his own apple. 

“Oh, Doctor just bite into it.” 

The Doctor sniffed it one more time before he bit into the side of the apple. 

She smiled as she watched his eyes widen in surprise, lifting the stick up to his eyes so he could inspect the apple once more. “Now that is magnificent.” he giggled as he finished his bite and licked the toffee on the outside. 

Y/n giggled as she reached across and took the Doctor’s unoccupied hand in her own, keeping her eyes on the race at all times. She felt his fingers stiffen slightly before they curled around her own and squeezed. 

Neither of them mentioning it as they raised their joint hands to cheer as Bathilda won the race, just as he said she would. 

- 

“Y/n! Look, look, look!” The Doctor giggled as he looked into a large barrel of water. 

Y/n sighed, “What is it, Doctor?” 

He waved his hands towards her, “Quickly!” 

She shook her head and made her way over to where he was standing hunched over the barrel, “What is it?” 

The Doctor grinned and raised his hand to the back of her head and forcefully dunked her head into the barrel. He let go immediately and Y/n gasped as she sprayed water from her face and wiped her eyes. “Doctor! What was that for?!” 

“Oh, that was rubbish!” The Doctor shook his head as he looked into the barrel. 

“You got my fez wet! Wha-” Y/n was so shocked until she looked down into the barrel and saw a load of apples floating on the surface. “Oh.” 

“I really thought the element of surprise would boost your chances.” The Doctor shook his head as if he couldn’t understand why you failed. He leaned down further to inspect the apples. 

Y/n bit her lip, “The element of surprise?” she asked before slapping the fez off his head and pushing the Doctor’s head into the water. 

His hands flailed in the air before he burst back out of the water and turned to her. An apple firmly in his teeth. 

He raised both arms in the air in celebration before pointing to the apple and taking it out of his mouth, “I did it! See, element of surprise. Told you.” He gestured excitedly to the vendor and all the little objects behind him, “Pick your prize, darling.” 

- 

Y/n craned her neck to look over at the Doctor’s pumpkin and chuckled before returning to her own pumpkin, making sure to keep it faced away from the Doctor. 

“What?” he asked self-consciously as he looked at his own design, “What’s wrong with it?” 

Y/n shrugged as if she didn’t know what he was talking about, “I didn’t say anything.” 

“Oh really? Well, we’ll just see what the Tardis has to say about them!” The Doctor huffed before continuing to carve with his tongue sticking out in concentration. 

“You’re on!” 

- 

“Trust me.” 

Y/n stood shaking slightly, “I do trust you. It’s that I don’t trust.” she pointed to the broom that was in between the Doctor’s legs, “What if I fall?” 

The Doctor furrowed his eyebrows, “Now, when have I ever let you fall?” 

She grinned before taking his outstretched hand and sat in front of him on the broom. His arms circled around her protectively, making sure her back was pressed to his front before he whispered in her ear, “Hold on tight.” 

He placed his hands over hers on the stick before making it start to lift of the ground. 

“Oh!” Y/n gasped as the ground vanished from under her feet. 

“It’s alright. I’m right here.” 

Her heart thundered against her chest but she had total faith in the Doctor as he slowly raised them into the air. 

When he didn’t hear anything for a minute he frowned, “Have you got your eyes closed?!” he whisper-yelled at her. 

“...No...” 

She felt his chest move as he chuckled at her back, “Open your eyes, darling.” 

Y/n unclenched her eyes and blinked to try and adjust. 

She’s so glad that she did. 

The moon was high in the sky, a yellow moon that was carved like a jack-o-lantern. She could see a cemetery in the distance, each grave lit up by candles and lanterns. Looking straight down she saw the market, she saw every stall, every being there who was enjoying the festivities. Her eyes followed the path they came down, seeing the dark shape of the Tardis and two lit lanterns outside, right where they left them. 

“Doctor...” 

“Told you so.” 

She could see the smirk on his face without even having to turn around. 

His grip never faulted from her hands as he slowly made the broom move forward, “Ready?” 

With a new found courage she nodded. 

He kissed her cheek and held her close, “Geronimo!” 

[ravewood]

Teacher: Fezco

masterlist

pt 2

“Ah yo, get your shit and get to school.” Fezco mumbled as he glared at Ashtray who was still slumped on the couch with his hood over his face and arms crossed over his chest. 

“I ain’t got to go.” Ash mumbled but he knew better then to start something this early in the morning with his older brother.  

“Ya ain’t gonna be some drop out like me.” Fez so before throwing the kids backpack at him.  Ash grumbled a few curses under his breath before making his way out the door. He didn’t get why he had to go to school, it wasn’t like he was going to go to college. 

You smiled as you finished writing the warm up problems on the black board. The kids started filling up the class with a groan. Math isn’t everyone favorite but you tried to make is as less painful as possible.

You where a new young teacher this school year and didn’t feel like many other senior teachers where on your side about progressive learning. You did you best to help your students but push them as well. 

“Good morning class.” You said smiling leaning against your desk that was in the front of the class room. 

“Midterms are graded, i will pass them out and the end of the period.” You said making a few other student groan. You gave the students option of working in groups or alone for the rest of the period going over the new material that will be covered. 

Just when the bell rang the student quickly made their way out the classroom. Your eyes darted to a certain student.

“Ash can you hang back for a minute?” You asked before he could make his escape. 

“I ain’t do it.” Ash said not knowing what the school was tying to blame him for now. 

“I want to have a parent teacher conference, it’s about your midterm” You said giving him a paper to give to his parent. 

“I ain’t got a parent.” Ash said giving you a glare. It usually worked, teachers mostly left him alone. But you seemed to be up his ass about school. 

“Tomorrow after last period.” You said with a stern voice. Ash just groaned leaving the classroom. 

As soon as he got back home he noticed Fez still at the table sorting. Fez easily could tell something was up with his younger brother. No sly remarks.

“What?” Fez asked not evening looking up. He knew something was on his mind, he basically raised this kid.

“Here” Ash mumbled shoving a paper to Fez. 

“The fuck you do now?” Fez asking looking over the note request for a parent teacher conference. 

And thats hows Fez found himself in the middle school sitting at student desk next to Ash. It’s been years since he’s been in side a school, you couldn't stop shaking his leg. 

“Sorry bus duty the worst.” You mumbled panicked as you rushed back into your classroom to fin dAsh sitting at a desk with a  man around you age. You weren’t sure what to expect but he wasn't it, but it was a pleasant surprise. 

“I’m Miss (y/l/n), Ash’s math teacher” You said smiling extending your hand out. Fez seemed to be almost frozen when he noticed you walk in. Your hair was pinned away from you face, a few strands hanging form the long day. Your smile made his inside turn and the shine in your eyes he’s never see before. It was probably brighter then the sun. That and your outfit wasn’t helping him at all. Even with the khaki slacks, black turtle neck and loafers he could see ever curve of you body without you even trying. 

Fez felt like he was getting punked. No way in hell could you be a teacher, he was probably older then you. Fez’s thoughts got interrupted as he felt Ash shove a hard elbow into his side snapping him out of any fantasy he was in.

 “O shit- I’m Fezco” He said quickly as he stood up taking you hand in his. 

“He’s my legal guardian.” Ash mumbled rolling his eyes at his dumb older brother. He just wanted to get this stupid conference over with. 

“i just wanted to talk about Ash’s grades. I know he’s been out of school but he doesn’t turn in any homework or classwork. But heres his midterm.” You said handing over the test to Fez. 

He looked down at the almost perfect score of the math midterm. Fez also was decent at math when he was still in school. 

“I ain’t cheat.” Ash said thinking he knew where this was going. 

“I know. Im just worried that without doing the other work you’ll fail this class. And i know you know understand the material. I just don’t understand why your not turning in your work?” You asked looking at them. 

“I’ll make sure he does his homework.” Fez said looking back in your eyes. He was expecting the worse thinking Ash got suspended again or worse, kicked out. 

“He’s too smart to be held back or get stuck in summer school.” You said before grabbing a packet you made from your desk. 

“This is the missed homework form this year. He if at least gets this done it’ll bump him up to a high C” You said handing Ash the packet. 

“He’ll get is done” Fez said before standing up and nodding towards Ash who followed in suite. 

“It was nice meetin ya.” Fez said giving you a smile and you nodded smiling back at him. 

“You too, And Ash i’ll see you tomorrow morning then.” You said giving them big smiles as you watched them leave out the door. 

“Why you ain’t tell me yo teacher ‘s hot” Fez asked bumping his younger brother as they walked down the hall together. 

“Why does it matter?” Ash said giving Fez a glare.

“When I think of math teacher, I ain’t think of her” Fez said as images of you still lingered in his thoughts. He was far to busy to ever spare a second thought on any girl. Sure there have been hooks up but no one he ever grew attached to. No one ever hunted his thoughts like you did. And he had no idea why. 

[fezco-youphoria]

Worried

summary: You're worried after Fezco comes home with a black eye.

pairing: Fezco x reader

You felt kind of ambitious when you got home from school this afternoon. Maybe it was the shitty cafeteria food you ate for lunch, but you were just really craving a good homemade meal. So you decided to cook dinner for yourself, Fez and Ash.

You already knew what you wanted to make, it was an easy meal that your mom once taught you. The recipe was something that you had memorized by heart. Luckily, the kitchen was already stocked with all the ingredients you needed. It didn’t take too long to prepare. After putting it in the oven to bake, you start cleaning up.

You’re at the sink washing dirty pots and pans when you hear the front door open. Fez and Ashtray have just arrived home.

“Mhmm something smells good in here,” Fez says as he walks into the kitchen.

“Hey baby. Dinner’s in the oven. Should be ready in about an hour,” you tell him, keeping your eyes on the task at hand.

“Ooh, we eatin’ good tonight,” your boyfriend claps his hands together.

Fez gently wraps his arm around your waist, embracing you from behind.

“What’s good, shawty?”

“I aced my Pre-Calc test,” you announce.

“Ah, yeah! That’s my girl,” Fez gives you a kiss on the cheek.

You finish cleaning the last dish. Fez lets go of you and goes to the fridge as you put the dish on the drying rack.

“How was your day?” you ask, turning around to face your boyfriend.

All you see is the open refrigerator door. Fez is grabbing a drink.

“It was aiight,” he shrugs.

Then Fez shuts the fridge door and you can finally see his face. Your jaw drops. Fez has a black eye.

“Oh my God! Baby, what happened?” you gasp.

You rush up to Fez and cup his face with your hands.

“Are you okay?”

“It’s nothin’, baby. Don’t even trip,” Fez tries.

“Fezco, it’s not nothing! I’m getting you an ice pack,” you insist.

You push past Fez and get a tray of ice from the freezer. You take some ice out and put it in a plastic ziploc bag.

“Here,” you hand him the makeshift ice pack.

Fez sighs and reluctantly takes it. The bruise looks worse than it feels. Fez knows he’ll be fine, he doesn’t really need to ice it. But he takes the ice pack because you made it. You’re the first person to really fuss over him like this and he loves you for that.

“Thanks, ma,” he nods.

“C’mon…”

You take your boyfriend’s hand and lead him to the living room. The two of you sit down on the couch. Fez rests the ice pack underneath his eye.

“Can you please tell me what happened?” you ask with concern.

Fez takes a deep breath. He knows you’re gonna keep pushing until he tells you what’s going on. You’re stubborn like that. And if the roles were reversed, Fez would do the same.

“I was out on a delivery and some asshole tried takin’ off without payin’ me,” Fez explains.

“Did he have a weapon?” you raise your eyebrows.

Fez shakes his head.

“Nah. He only got like one punch in. But I handled it, though. He not gonna fuck with me again. You know what I’m sayin’?”

You nod. You’re relieved that Fez isn’t too badly hurt, but this could’ve been worse. A lot worse. If the guy had a gun or knife or something, the situation could’ve ended much differently. That scares you. You know how dangerous Fez’s job can be and he does his best to shield you from all that shit. Moments like this are a harsh reminder to you that something bad could happen to Fez at any moment and you can’t do a thing to stop it.

“I’m glad you’re okay but I hate that that happened to you,” you say quietly.

Fez hears the uneasiness in your voice. You’re worried. Fez puts the ice pack down on the couch and takes your hand.

“Baby, you don’t gotta worry about me. I’ll be aiight,” Fez reassures you.

“I love you, Fez. That means I’m always gonna worry about you,” you tell him, giving his hand a gentle squeeze.

With your free hand you take the ice pack and hold it up to the bruise. Fez takes a deep breath, looking at you with heart eyes. Sometimes he believes that he doesn’t deserve someone like you. He squeezes your hand back and lightly rubs it with his thumb.

“Love you too,” he softly replies.

[lilalouuxx]

You should do where the reader finds out about Faye and is livid and he makes it up to her. That would be so cute !!

Omg yessss, I had an idea to do this a while ago so I shall honour your request💕

FYI I know I suck at beginnings and endings

“You mind tell me why this junkie ass bitch is here! In our house! With her feet on our godamn table”

Warning: swearing, smut

Fez is currently in his room getting dressed from just coming out of the shower, he knows you’ll be home soon and he wants to warn you before you do, he knows you’ll go ape shit at what he has to tell you. He picks up his phone from the bedside table pressing on your recent messages you’ve shared

“Hey baby, I gotta warn you. Someone’s coming to st-“ he doesn’t get to finish typing the message

“FEZCO!” Is all he hears, shit. He throws his phone on the bed quickly making his way out towards the voice, he knows straight away it’s you.

There you are, rage clear as day on your face. There’s Faye, the person he wanted to warn you about sitting at the dining room table with her feet up on it, Y/N standing just a few feet away from her. He can practically see the smoke coming out of her ears.

“You mind tell me why this junkie ass bitch is here! In our house! With her feet on our godamn table” you say, you then walk forward a little pushing her legs off the table. “Uh hey!” Faye says, glaring at you.

“Hold on baby, I was just textin you”

“ it doesn’t matter if you were texting me, what the fuck is she doing here”

“ alright so look, you know that guy that was there that night too well they’re together. She got in some shit and he asked me to help, I do owe him”

You knew the girl, well you didn’t know her you’d just met her before. The night you all had to get fucking naked to make sure you weren’t wearing any wires, stupid ass shit that was. You didn’t think highly off her, she wasn’t your type of girl. She was a junkie, she dressed like a whore.

“Oh brilliant, bring more fucking shit to our doorstep fez” you say raising your hands in the air and walking away into the kitchen.

“Hey, listen I won’t be any trouble” you hear faye chime in

“Shut up, but yes you won’t be any trouble because you’re not staying!” you shout

“Baby baby come listen to me” fez says following you into the kitchen. He comes over to you, places his hands on your shoulders. He guides you to his bedroom so Faye’s out of earshot. He shuts the door behind you as you sit on the bed

“What the fuck fez”

“I know, listen I knew you weren’t gon like it but I had no choice baby”

“ of course you had a choice”

“Nah I owe him one, besides I gotta keep him on my side from everything that went down with mouse” he says, guilt crosses over you. You’d forgotten about that, fez then comes and sits next to you taking your hand in his.

“Listen she won’t be here long I promise, she’s just gotta keep her head down for a bit. I told her the house rules, she don’t come in here, she don’t talk to you or ash unless spoken too… you know what I’m like I couldn’t say no” he says looking down at your hands. You sigh and your eyes soften, you place your hand on the side of his cheek

“You’re too Damn nice fez, it’s why I love you so much” you smile then lean over kissing his cheek.

“I’m sorry alright, I don’t wanna make you uncomfortable. Let’s do something, I wanna make it up to you” he says then lifts your hand placing pecks over your knuckles.

“Hmm I can think of a few things” you say, his eyes darken at this. He then leans over, moving your hair out of the way slightly. He begins to slowly kiss your neck “ oh yeah? What’s that baby”

“Mmm that feels nice fez but no not now, later” you say pulling your head away from him.

“I gotta make the most of this, I need to go shopping”

“Shopping?”

“Yes shopping fez, you know for some clothes”

“Ah fuck, come on ma” he sighs running a hand over his head in frustration.

“No you come on, I need your opinion anyway” you say standing up, you tug on his hand.

“Baby you got loads of clothes, you really need more?”

“ I need a new dress for a party”

“Another one!? You’ve got fucking hundreds”

“Yes but I’ve worn all of those, come on fezzy you gotta make it up to me”

“Fuck alright” he says in defeat.

You both make your way out of the bedroom, fez grabs his car keys from the kitchen. He lets faye know where you’re both going and that ash is in his room if she needs anything. On your way to the shops you stop off at McDonald’s, he gets you your normal order, He doesnt even have to ask what it is, he knows it off by heart.

“Okay maybe Eating McDonald’s before trying clothes on wasnt the best idea” you say shouting so fez can hear you, you’re behind a curtain in the store trying some dresses on. Fez is close by, enough to be able to hear you.

“I’m sure you look gorgeous as always” you hear him say, you roll your yes. Patting down the dress, you poke your head out from behind the curtain. You whistle at him, his head lifts up. You wave him over “ I ain’t allowed to come in, it’s a womens changing room” you roll your eyes

“ but I need your opinion” you say before stepping out. As soon as fez sees you he’s blown away “damn, you look good” he says whilst rubbing his chin. He takes in the outfit, it’s a simple black bodycon dress but had a slit up the side of the leg, He loves you in black it’s his favourite colour on you.

You notice how he takes you in, his eyes darken just like earlier and he licks his lips. He then looks around before quickly making his way over to you “fez?” You say quietly, he gently pushes you back into your changing room pulling the curtain behind you both. He places his hands on your waist

“You expect me to see you looking this damn good and I can’t do nothin about it?”

“ well yes fez, we’re in a store”

“So, we’ve never done it in a store before”

“Yeah there’s a reason, you can get arrested”

“Come on, live a little” he says kissing your neck, one of his hands tracing lines on your inner thigh. Dancing dangerously close to area you so desperately want him to touch. You place your hands on his shoulder, your head resting on the wall behind you, you close your eyes enjoy the feeling of his lips of your sensitive skin. He moves his hands further up until he feels your panties, he moves them to the side and slowly teases you with his finger.

“Fez…” you moan into his ear “I really don’t think we should do this… you know how loud you make me”

“Even more reason for us to do it, it’ll be fun seeing you squirm whilst tryin to be quiet” he says whilst running hand finger along your lips, he squeezes your bud before entering a finger. You gasp, and your grip on his shoulders tighten. He starts of slow, kissing you deeply on the lips as he does so. You’re doing well at keeping quiet, he doesn’t like it though. He wants to hear you scream, he begins to pump his finger faster adding another one. He stops kissing you, he likes to watch you when you scream out in pleasure. You bite your lip to stop the moans from coming out “fuck you fez” you manage to whisper, you grab a fistful off his shirt. “ you will do soon” he says. You kiss him again to hold in your moans but he quickly pulls away “ no baby, I wanna watch you when you cum on my fingers”. He speeds up a little adding a third, he knows exactly how to bring you to your peak. He’s a tease and likes to make you hold out as long as possible until it’s too much for you, you grab his face and kiss him hard as you cum on his fingers, the kiss holding in your moans. He smirks into the kiss. You ride out your orgasm, he then pulls his fingers out when you’re done. He brings them up and sucks of your juices “god you taste better every time I swear” he whispers as he takes his fingers out of his mouth.

You shake your head at him “ I’m gonna fucking kill you, I’m gonna have to buy this dress now”

“Good because this dress on you is… well you already know how I think it looks on you. I’ve just showed you” he squeezes your hips

“Come on, let’s go pay. I want to fuck you in the car”

“Jesus fez, what’s with all the public shit… I kinda like it” you blush

“Yeah? Well since we’ve got more company at home now we may as well do it when and where we can” he smirks

“True” you say before leaning into him again and giving him a sensual kiss, it’s not hungry this time but soft and gentle. You both pull away after a few seconds, you get changed back into your everyday clothes before checking the cost is clear before you and fez make your way to the checkout. You go to grab your purse out of your bag but by the time you pull it out fez has already given money to the shop assistant.

“Fez you didn’t have to do that”

“You said I was taking you shopping, so I’m taking you shopping”

“Yeah but I didn’t mean you had to pay” you shake your head at him before leaning over and placing a kiss on his cheek “love you”

“Love you too baby girl” he says before saying thank you to the shop assistant. You both leave the store hand in hand, once you get to the car fez unlocks the car. You both get in your sides before fez drives off.

You almost forget what he said to you in the changing rooms until you see him park into a secluded area.

“Fez..? What are we doing”

“Don’t you remember? You said you wanted to fuck me” he laughs

“Oh right, yeah” you laugh along with him, he manages to pick you up by your hips and squeeze you through the front seats into the back,You hit your head on the top of the car in the process but you don’t mind. Fez then joins you instantly pulling your face to him.

“Why is your dress still on woman, take it off and show me how much I pissed you off earlier”

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I really do suck at endings🤣I love reading smut but I’m not a massive fan at writing it so I try to add as much as I’m comfortable with without going overboard.

Hope you all enjoyed! Thank you for reading💕

[thatblackravenclaw]

I Wish I Were

Masterlist

A/N: Y'all are gonna hate me 💀. I said if my last Fez fic did good I'd write another. Well here's another.

Fez x reader

word count: 804

song: Heather -Conan Gray

warning(s): angst, suggestive (not in that way) ending, melatonin abuse

I still remember

Third of December

“Y/n/n, I told your ass to grab a jacket before we got up here.”

“I know, but yours is much more comfortable!”

“Yeah whatever it’s in the chair behind the freezer. Looks better on you anyway.”

I go to the back to where Ash is and go to put on Fez’s sweater. He doesn’t know this, but I always purposely leave my jacket so I can wear his sweater. I thought by now he’d catch on to how I felt about him, but I guess not.

I help Ash out for a bit until I hear a girl’s voice. I go to peek and see Lexi.

He looks at her like she’s the only girl in the world. I mean I don’t blame him she’s literally gorgeous, but the way he’s looking at her makes me die inside, because I’ve been wanting him to look at me like that for years.

Why would you ever kiss me?

I’m not even half as pretty

I take off the sweater and set it back on the chair. I kiss Ash on the head and tell him I’ll see him later. I can tell when I’m not wanted. I say a quick hi and bye to Lexi. Once I get on my bike, I take one last look in the shop and see Lexi with the sweater on.

My grandmother is gone by the time I get home, so I go to my room and just cry. I don’t know for how long nor do I care. All I know is that one minute I was crying in the dark and the next it was morning.

What hurts most is not even the fact that I know he likes her. It’s the fact that even if they don’t end up together for whatever reason, I’ll never have a chance with him. I’m not even half as pretty as she is.

I succeed at avoiding him for about 2 weeks. 2 weeks of getting progressively worse. I take melatonin to make the days pass and then when I wake up I take more. I don’t have any dreams, but it’s better than being awake and feeling this pain in my chest.

Of course I still go to school, but I just space out until I hear the final dismissal bell. Yesterday I was riding home when I hear Ash call my name. I completely space and forgot that I have to pass the store to get to my house. I usually take the longer way to avoid them, but I honestly just wanted to go home and fast.

“Hey Ash. What’s up man.” I say dragging my words a bit due to the drowsiness of the pills.

“What’s up? You’ve been gone for weeks.”

“Hm. Sorry bout that.”

It gets quiet and then he just stares at me. I can see in his eyes he’s a bit worried, but I know he’d never admit it.

“I’m good kid. Just get back insi-“

“Yo, y/n/n. where you been?”

Ah yes, just the person I was avoiding.

You gave her your sweater

It’s just polyester

But you like her better

“Sup Fez.”

I honestly feel nothing for him anymore. I feel nothing period.

“Been missing you around the store. Haven’t had anyone taking my sweaters in a while.”

“Seems like Lexi has taken my place quite perfectly.”

“What are you talking about?”

“The day I left. Lexi was wearing your sweater. I think she’s been taking it enough for the both of us,” I say not hiding the bitterness in my tone. “I gotta go.”

I don’t let him say anything else before I take a quick look back at Ash and speed off on my bike. I don’t think I can handle feeling the way I did the last time I talked to him again. I refuse to let myself do so.

Watch as she stands with her holding your hand

Put your arm ‘round her shoulder

It’s been about a week since that day. I decided to go by the store again, but more discreet. She’s there. He has his arm wrapped around her while she holds his hand while wearing his sweater. I feel colder at the sight. I can’t hate her even if I tried. She’s such an angel. Then again, I kinda wish she was dead.

It’s probably better that he chose her. It was just polyester, but if I stuck around I would’ve had to accept the inevitable that he likes her better.

I turn my bike around and go back home. My grandmother once again isn’t home, so I go to the bathroom and get more pills. I look in the mirror and stare at myself for a bit. I wish I were…

part two

[elianamarie-blog]

The Things You Give: Part 26

Yoooo the amount of likes this story is getting is insane! And so is length of this lol but I'm having such a great time writing this and you guys make it so much better! Thank you for all the reads, reblogs, love, and comments. It makes my day so much better <3 I also want to mention that a lot of the chapter is copied mainly from the TV show with a bit of difference, but there are some original scenes that I included. I feel like it's okay, but I was going through a massive writer's block. BUT I feel like the last bit of the chapter makes up for it...I hope. Let me know what you think in the comments and give it a heart if you enjoyed it. Again, I'm sorry if it's not the best chapter, but I hope it's somewhat enjoyable. Okay, enough of my rambling, on with the chapter!

Y/n and everybody had decided to go visit Steven at work the following Monday. W.B had been in a meeting so they were all just casually waiting for him to get back.

They were busy looking at the office walls that were filled with signed records from famous bands and singers, golden records. The shelves were filled with trinkets and things, and some genuine work related stuff. The natural light coming from the giant window overlooking Milwaukee made the golden records sparkle.  

“Hey, thanks for coming down to meet my sister, guys. I had dinner with her and my dad last night and it and it was the first family dinner that I’d been to where we didn’t have to file out one at a time,” Hyde said to everyone.

“I thought you guys hated each other?” Y/n asked. “Last time we all met, it didn’t go so well.”

“Yeah, well she called a little after that and apologized, wanting to restart.”

“Well, that’s nice,” she said.

“Man, Hyde, first a new dad and now a new sister?!” Kelso said excitedly. “It’s like you hit the orphan lottery!”

“Look! Your dad has peppermint patties in a jar on his desk,” Fez pointed out. “Heh. That’s class, baby.”

“You guys, that’s nothing,” Eric said. “I saw twenty bucks just lying on his desk and I kinda want to steal it.” He paused from the magazine he was skimming before looking down again. “Wow. I’m starting to see the underbelly of not having a job.”

“Wow, check it out Steven,” Y/n said, staring at a picture on the wall. “Your dad knows Skynard. Impressive.”

“What?! No way!” Kelso shrieked and pushed Y/n aside to see it. She stumbled to the side, annoyed. He spun back around to face everyone. “I heard that if you just yell Free Bird, they start playing it.”

The door opened, revealing W.B and Angie.

“Ah, Angie,” he said. “These our new brother’s friends and of course his wife. They’re scruffy, but they seem harmless. The friends, I mean.”

“Hi, W.B,” Y/n greeted sweetly and walked over to give him a hug.

“Hey, how’s it going?” he asked cheerfully. “How was the honeymoon? Did you change out the sheets?”

Y/n blushed and avoided eye contact with everybody, nodding. Hyde, on the other hand, was smiling proudly.

Hyde pointed to Angie’s natural curls and smiled. “Hey guys, look. The family ‘fro!”

“I know what you’re all thinking,” Angie said. Last time Y/n met her, she didn’t remember her being this nice. “What are the odds of Steven would have a previously unknown black half-sister?”

Everyone shook their heads.

“Well, I’ll tell you. It’s 2,437:1,” she said proudly. “I’m a math major.”

“Math major, huh?” Kelso asked, stepping forward. “I need some help building a homemade rocket. And we also need a hamster that’s not afraid of heights or being blown up.”

Angie gave him a tight-lipped smile and nodded. “You must be Kelso.”

“Yeah, I am,” he said, smiling down at her. “I’m so glad you showed up. It’s a lot of pressure being the only good looking one in the room.”

“Michael, that is so rude,” Jackie said sternly. “You know there’s two of us.”

“And that makes you Jackie,” Angie said.

“Correct!” Jackie said excitedly and ran over to her, enveloping her in a tight hug. “Okay, so let me bring you up to speed on the group.” She started pointing at everyone. She pointed at Eric. “Too skinny.” Then at Donna. “Too tall.” Then at Fez. “Too foreign.” And then pointed at herself. “Too-rific!”

“Hi, Y/n. Nice to see you again,” Angie greeted in the fakest voice Y/n had ever heard.

Y/n crossed her arms and took a step back from her. She gave her a tight lipped smile. “Likewise, Ang.”

“Awe, look at this my kids getting along,” W.B cooed. “That’s it! Twenty dollars for everyone!” He started handing out money to everyone when Eric stopped him.

“It’s alright. I got mine,” he said. “I took it off your desk.” He nodded awkwardly as W.B gave him a weird look. “I’m in a really weird place in my life.”

“Ookay,” W.B said and turned back to everyone. “Anyone up for lunch?”

                                    --Time Skip—

“Hey! I brought everyone cupcakes!” Angie announced as she walked through the basement door at the Forman’s house.

“Cool! Cupcakes!” Fez said excitedly and plucked a cupcake.

“And this one is for you,” Angie said and pulled out a chocolate cupcake with white frosting and handed it to her brother. “Vanilla on the outside, chocolate on the inside. Just like you.” She smiled at her own joke.

“Cool, thanks,” Hyde said and took a bite out of it.

Kelso went to grab for a cupcake, but before he could, Jackie quickly swiped the one he was reaching for.

“What are you doing?” he asked, irritated. “You knew I was going to take that one.”

“Oh, well, too bad.” She shrugged and took a big bite.

“You know what? This is why we broke up,” he said. “You’re always doing that!”

“We broke up because you were always cheating on me!” Jackie replied sassily.

“Yeah, and the cupcake thing!”

Everyone else wordlessly took a cupcake until the plate was empty.

“So, this is where you hang out, huh?” Angie asked, changing the subject. “Do the people who own this place know we’re down here?”

“Yeah, they kind of adopted me,” Steven replied and finished his cupcake.

“So, if they adopted you, then that means you married your sister?” Angie asked, eyeing Y/n distastefully. Like she was a cockroach beneath her shoe.

Y/n squinted her eyes at her new sister-in-law, wondering what her problem was. “He’s not actually my brother, you dunce. He’s a friend who was fostered in.”

“Still weird,” she snarked.

“Yeah,” Hyde said slowly, eyeing Angie. “You don’t know this about me, but I’ve had like thirteen different dads.”

Angie’s eyebrows narrowed. “You’re right, I don’t know anything about you. What kind of stuff did you do growing up? Did you play sports?”

“Well, I used to play this one game called ‘Stoop.’ You would sit on a stoop and throw things at a passerby,” he beamed proudly. “I was a pro.”

“I was the passerby,” Eric said off-handedly.

Y/n shot Steven a disapproval look. “He doesn’t do that anymore.”

“Wow,” was all Angie could say.

“So, are you ready for your first day of work tomorrow with Dad?” Steven asked.

“Yeah, but I’m a little nervous,” she responded. “I mean, it’s my first job out of college.”

“Yeah, this is the easiest job I’ve ever had,” he said to her.

“Wait, what about the time you earned two bucks after I dared you to eat everything in the fridge and then you threw up?” Kelso asked from across the room.

“That was you,” Hyde deadpanned.

Kelso blinked. “Oh, yeah.” He laughed, clapping his hand against his thigh. “Man, that was funny!”

“So, it’s cool if we slack off at work?” Angie asked.

“Look, anytime I think about work, I remember one thing…I’m the boss’s son.” He placed his hands behind his head, leaning back. “Then I head down to the nearest bar and chug beer and play darts.”

“Ah, beer and darts,” Y/n said and leaned against her husband. “Keeping the eye patch industry alive since the 1800’s.”

That got a good laugh out of everyone. Except for Angie.

                                    Later that evening…

“Man, I don’t trust your sister,” Y/n said as she and Steven were getting ready for bed.

“Why?” he asked as he slipped under the covers.

“Do you not see the way she looks at me? She acts like I’m the dirt beneath her shoe.”

He raised an eyebrow at her. “Just because she doesn’t like you means that we can’t trust her?”

“Yes,” she said and got underneath with him and started rubbing lotion on her hands, taking her ring off. “She’s not good for you. Keep your eye on her.”

“Just because she doesn’t like you doesn’t mean she’s untrustworthy,” he pointed out. “You sound like Jackie.”

“No, I don’t!” she defended. “I swear, the way she looks at me…it’s like she knows I see right through her.”

“I’m not really worried about her.” He shrugged.

She turned sharply to him. “How? She reeks of bad news. Besides, it’s not like you guys got off on the right foot.”

“True, but I got something more important to worry about,” he replied and placed his hands on her stomach. “You’re starting to show.

She smiled softly down at his hand and looked back up at him. “Yeah, I know. My clothes are starting to get tight. I can’t fit into my favorite pair of jeans anymore.” She frowned and rubbed her stomach. “I don’t know if I look forward to getting fatter, fat ankles, and sore back. And the bigger boobs.”

He smirked at her. “I am.”

“Of course, you are,” Y/n said, rolling her eyes, bumping her shoulder to his.

He chuckled at her and placed his hand behind her back. “That’s good, though. It means the babies are growing,” he replied and kissed her forehead. “Besides, you’re the only woman in the world who looks adorable and sexy pregnant.”

“You’re just saying that,” she said, but was smiling again.

“No, I really mean it,” he said gently and brought her in for a sweet kiss.

She looked up at him with gentle and loving eyes and wrapped her arms around his neck. “Are you still going to love me when I can’t tie my shoes?”

He chuckled in her ear. “I’ll probably love you more.”

"No one would believe me if I told them how soft you can be," she teased.

"Yeah...but don't tell anybody."

She giggled and kissed him once more before glancing at the clock. 11:18pm. “I think everyone’s asleep,” she purred.

He smirked at her through hooded eyes and kissed her deeply. “You just read my mind, Doll.”

                                       The next day…

Steven knocked on the door that led into his father’s office. “Hey, you wanted to see me?”

“Have a seat, Steven,” W.B said, gesturing towards the empty seat in front of his desk. Next to it sat Angie.

“It’s been brought to my attention that you’ve been sneaking off from work to go play darts,” he said once Hyde took a seat.

“Well, in my defense it’s just something to pass the time while I’m drinking beer,” Hyde said with a light sense of humor.

“Yes, Angie mentioned that too,” William said, pressing his lips into a thin line.

“What?” Steven asked, eyebrows furrowed and turned to Angie. “You ratted me out?”

  “What? No!” she responded. “I just thought it was a funny story.” She placed her hand on his arm apologetically. “Steven, I am so sorry. Daddy, please don’t fire him.”

William scoffed, finding it humorous. “I’m not gonna fire him.”

“You’re not?” she asked, surprised and disappointed before furrowing her brows in determination and gave a curt nod. “I mean, you’re not. Excellent choice,” she said more confident.

Hyde made a disgusted face at her as if he just squashed a bug underneath his boot.

  “Steven, you may be the boss’s son, but you still have to show up and do some work,” W.B continued.

“Come on, man. You said it yourself it was fine if I slacked off every now and then,” he defended.

“Look, I want you to succeed here,” W.B said. “So, no more darts.”

Hyde huffed in defeat. “Fine.” He got up to leave, but paused and turned back around. “Oh, but can I start succeeding next week? See, there’s a tournament tomorrow and I’m already signed up and everything.”

William gave his son an annoyed look, giving him a silent no.

“Okay,” Hyde said quickly and scurried out the office.

                                                --Time Skip—

“Angie totally set me up, man,” Hyde said later that afternoon, venting to the group while pacing around in the basement. “I should’ve seen this coming when she told me she was a math major.”

“Man, those girls are always bitches,” Y/n said, trying to comfort her husband. She sat on the arm of the couch, watching him move around the room.

“You know what your problem is, Hyde?” Kelso said, eating an orange popsicle in the lawn chair. He pointed it at Hyde. “I’m too good looking.”

Hyde ignored him and ran a hand down his face.

“Who does she think she is anyway?” Y/n asked, feeling a tight angry knot form in the pit of her stomach. “She can’t just walk in here and pull strings like you’re some sort of puppet. That’s my job!” She gave him a grin and a wink to show she was joking.

“Y/n, you know what your problem is?” Kelso said. “I’m too good looking.”

Y/n lulled her head back to the ceiling, annoyed. “Do you ever have anything else more interesting to say?”

“Hey guys, just to jump off topic here for a sec…when you’re dancing to, say like, Donna Summer, or…you know…whoever, do you ever wish you were on wheels?”

“Forman, so many parts about what you just said make me want to kick your ass,” Hyde said, annoyed.

“Eric, you know what your problem is?” Kelso piped up again. “I’m too—”

“Kelso, I swear to God if you say that you’re too good looking one more time, I’m going to break your kneecaps,” Y/n threatened.

Kelso glared at her while everyone laughed. “Pregnant women are mean!”

“Well, I’m off to my room for some Spanish lessons,” Eric said and started to head up the stairs. “Or, should I say room-o?” He chuckled, feeling witty, and bounced up the stairs.

The door swung open, revealing Angie entering.

“You’ve got a lot of nerve showing up here,” Hyde spit.

“Alright, back off Hyde,” Fez said, pushing through everyone. “She’s here for me.” He turned to her. “Hey, mama.”

Hyde ignored him. “So, what the hell was that about today?”

“Look,” she stated with attitude that Hyde didn’t really care much for. “My dad said that if I did well in college, someday the business would be mine. I did my part. And there’s no way I’m gonna share everything with some frizzy-haired kid fresh out of juvie.”

“Okay,” he said, irritated. “I’m working at that company because our dad wants me there.” He straightened up, setting his shoulders. “And don’t insult me with that juvie crap. I’m eighteen. If I get pinches, I’m doing big boy time.”

“Running this company is my dream,” she stated. “So, if you don’t quit tomorrow, then it’s going to be war.”

“Then let there be war,” he said.

She huffed and turned to Kelso. “Come on, he’s your friend. Talk some sense into him.”

Kelso put his hands up in surrender. “If you wanted my help, you should’ve brought more cupcakes.”

                                       --Time Skip—

“Guys! Guys!” Y/n said excitedly, running into the kitchen with a large envelope in hand. Red, Kitty, Eric, and Hyde sat at the table getting ready for dinner. “It came!” She started tearing into the envelope.

“What is it?” Kitty asked.

“My official name change paperwork!” She held her new social security card in her hands. “I’m officially a Hyde!”

“You actually took my last name?” Hyde asked in shock and walked over to her.

“Yeah, of course. I told you I would.” She furrowed her brows. “Why do you seem so surprised?”

He shrugged. “I didn’t think you’d actually go through with it.”

“Why not?”

“I don’t know,” he replied. “But, I’m glad you did.”

“Awe, that’s so sweet,” Kitty gushed.

“Yeah, adorable,” Eric deadpanned. “Can we eat now?”

The Hyde’s rolled their eyes and sat down as Kitty brought out a pot roast.

“Nice,” Y/n said, salivating. “I’ve been craving a lot of meat lately.”

A smirk spread across Eric’s face. He opened his mouth to say something witty, but Y/n kicked him under the table.

“Shut up!” she snapped.

“I didn’t even say anything!” he hissed while rubbing his sore shin.

“Eric, I’m going to staple your mouth shut if you don’t stop,” Red threatened.

“Come on, their room is right next to mine!”

“I’m going to pretend I didn’t hear that,” Kitty said and sat herself down. “So, Steven, how’s work going?”

“Ah, you know, working with your new half-sister, a little sibling rivalry is expected,” he answered.

“A little?” Y/n asked. “Honey, she threatened to get you fired if you don’t quit.”

“What?” Kitty and Red asked together.

“Yeah, but it’s fine.”

“No, it’s not. What are you going to do?” Y/n asked him. “Are you going to fight back?”

“I don’t know if I’m even going to.” When he saw her raised eyebrow, he leaned back in his chair. “Come on, you’re asking me to fight for a job. That’s a tough sell.”

“Steven, you’re not just going to be fighting for your job. You’re going to be fighting to provide for your wife and children,” Red pointed out. “It’s not just about you anymore. You need to be a man.”

Hyde sighed and stabbed at his roast. “Exactly, I already have enough on my plate without her trying to stir crap with me and my dad.”

“Well, then maybe you shouldn’t go sneak off to play darts,” Y/n said quietly.

“Hey, in my defense—I was on break.”

“For three hours?”

Hyde stared at emotionless. “Yes.”

                                            --Time Skip—

After the house claiming he was going out and he’d be back. Kitty, of course, knew where he was going and was struggling on how she was going to tell her husband.

Everyone had come over to hang out; Donna, Fez, and Kelso were sitting in the living room with Y/n and Hyde, fighting back smiles.

“Red, we have something to tell you about Eric,” Donna said. “It’s pretty shocking. I don’t know how to break it to you.”

Y/n and Hyde looked at their friends, confused.

“Okay, you better let me handle this,” Kelso said, throwing his hand in front of Donna and Fez to prevent them speaking further. “Everybody whose son isn’t a roller disco-er, take one step forward. Not so fast Red!”

“What?!” Everybody, but Kitty exclaimed.

Y/n had a look of amusement while Hyde’s was a mix of shock and disgust. Red couldn’t tell if he was pissed or disappointed, or not even shocked at all.

“I gotta see this,” Y/n giggled and ran to grab the keys for the car.

           

The skating rink smelled of cheap distilled vapor, possibly the soap and disinfectant and the even cheaper food cooking. Flashing lights made the room spin while sweaty skaters rolled around the rink, completely lost in themselves and music.

Y/n’s eyes scanned the room before landing on a familiar skinny, dirty blond boy wearing—rainbow?!—shorts. “Uh…I think I found him.”

She jut her chin out and her family and friends followed her direction of sight.

“Hey, everybody!” the DJ said into the mic. “Let’s give a great, big roller palace welcome to the one, the only, Raaaiiinnboowww!”

Y/n watched Eric with a mix of amusement and awe as she watched her twin brother spin and boogey on the rink floor. She had to admit he was good and kind of liked it. But by the look on her dad’s face, he wasn’t enjoying it. Not even a little bit.

Without noticing them, he started making his way towards where they were standing. When he lifted his eyes up, the joy in them drained into fear as he made eye contact with his father.

“NO!” he shouted, slipping and fell onto his back.

“Nice shorts, Rainbow," Red, mumbled unamused.

                                                     ∞∞∞

“Hey,” Angie greeted Hyde at work the next day. “Did you come to pack up your office?”

“Listen, sis, about the whole job thing,” he began. “I thought about going head-to-head with you. But I decided not to stoop to your level.”

Angie nodded, a confused look on her face, but still satisfied that Hyde backed down. “Well, good.”

But then Hyde smirked deviously at her and pointed towards the hall. “But she can.”

Angie turned to see Jackie sitting on a desk, gathered by a few people, laughing.

“Right now she’s telling everyone that you stripped through college,” he finished.

“Please like anybody’s going to be believe her,” Angie scoffed. “My dad’s rich.”

“Oh, no, no, no,” he replied, chuckling. “You didn’t strip because you needed the money. Word around the water cooler is you stripped because you liked it.”

“Yeah, I know, I know!” Jackie exclaimed, laughing. “What a whore!”

Angie stomped out to the hallway, confronting the group. “Stop laughing at me! I am not a stripper! I am a math major!”

She sniffled, fighting back tears and ran back to her office without another word.

Hyde strutted out of the office beaming. “Thanks for coming down here, man. I knew you’d do it.”

“Well, it’s always a pleasure to be petty towards bitches who deserve it.” She smiled, flipping her hair.

“If there was a game show called ‘Make That Girl Cry’, I’d go on with you.”

“Oh, we’d so win that car,” she said, laughing. “Welp, I’m heading out. Glad to be a service.”

He raised his cup of water at her. “See you later. I might need you again.”

“Always happy to help!” she called over her shoulder as she walked down the stairs and out the building.

                                                --Time Skip—

“Hey, everybody, look who it is!” Y/n greeted Eric as he walked in the kitchen. “It’s Rainbow!”

“Ha ha very funny,” he responded. “How did you guys find out anyway?”

“Does it matter? All that matters is that we know now,” Kitty said.

“You told, didn’t you?” Eric said. “Who did you tell?”

“Well, I don’t know what you mean, but it definitely wasn’t Fez.”

“Mom, you’re a terrible liar,” Y/n said. “All seriousness, why were you roller discoing and didn’t tell us?”

“Would you want to tell them?” he deadpanned.

She shrugged. “True, but I’m a female. I have a little bit more leeway.”

“Agh, double standards,” he groaned.

“All I want to know is why?” Red asked.

“It all started when I went down to the sporting goods store,” Eric began. “I saw this pair of roller blades. And when I’m tried them on it was like the first time Joe Namath laid his hands on a bat. The next thing I remember is spinning. Just spinning, and spinning, and spinning.” He reenacted his movements by gentle swaying his body side to side like he was back in that moment. “And then the next thing I know I’m at the park and that’s where I met up with these people.”

“Wait, those skater freaks down at the park who are always by the basketball hoops?” Y/n asked.

"They're not freaks, Y/n," Eric defended. "They're just like you and me, but on wheels."

“Eric,” Red said. “Let me tell you a little story. When I was a boy, there was this kid who wanted to be a ballet dancer and all the other kids made fun of him. But years later when he came back to town he had achieved his dream. He was a dancer with the New York City ballet. And you know what happened?”

“You learned your little lesson about judging people unfairly, huh?” Y/n asked with a small smile played across her lips.

“No, a bunch of guys got together and beat the crap out of him,” Red answered, taking Y/n and Eric by surprise.

"Yikes," Y/n whistled.

“Okay, Dad, I hear what you’re saying, but I don’t know if I can just give this up,” Eric said.

“Why don’t you try something else?” Kitty asked.

“Yeah, like robot dancing,” Y/n teased and started moving her arms like a robot. “Feel the beat disco, robot.”

Eric rolled his eyes. “Funny.”

                                                --Meanwhile—

“Daddy, I can’t work with him!” Angie whined to her father. “He’s spreading lies about me!”

“Actually, that’s not true,” Steven said. “Jackie’s telling them.”

“Why was that girl in my office to begin with?” W.B questioned. “And why was she handing out dress code memos to my employees?”

“Hm,” Hyde hummed. “She’s against the casualization of the workplace.”

“She doesn’t belong her and neither does he,” Angie said. “Especially his wife.”

“The hell you have against my wife?” Steven asked, annoyed.

“Nothing. She just reeks of trouble. Probably after daddy’s money.”

“Funny you say that because she said the exact same thing about you,” he said. “And by the way, she was with me before she knew Dad, so your argument is invalid.”

“I can’t believe what I’m seeing,” W.B said astonished. “A brother and sister fighting each other.” A proud smile broke out onto his face. “Hey, we are family.”

“Look, if you want him to stay, that’s fine,” Angie said. “But if he stays, I’m out of here.”

“Well, that’s too bad because I’m opening up a new record store and I wanted the two of you to run it.” He crossed his arms and shrugged. “But, maybe I’ll just let Steven run it by himself.”

“Hell yeah!” Hyde whooped. “Nice going, sis.”

“No! You know I’ve always wanted my own record store!”

“Well, if you two can’t find a way to work this out…”

“No! We can. We can!” she said with fake enthusiasm. “He’s my brother. I try to get him fired, he calls me a stripper—this is how we play.” She laughed uncomfortably.

“Well, that’s good,” W.B said. “Because if this continued, I would have to send the both of you to your offices without dinner.” He chuckled at his joke. “That’s a bad joke. I love it.” He checked his watch. “Oh, I have a meeting to get to. “Bye kids.”

“So,” Hyde said, smirking. “Looks like you’re going to have put up with me after all.”

“Hey, I said I’d work with you. Doesn’t mean I like you,” Angie snarked and crossed her arms.

“You not liking me doesn’t bother me that much now that I’ve won.” He started to walk out the office, but stopped and turned back to her. “And by I won, I mean you lost.”

He turned back around laughing, leaving a glowering Angie behind, but then turned back around once more.

“Oh, and by the way, you better start respecting Y/n,” he mentioned. “I’m not gonna have that. You don’t have to like her, but you’re not going to disrespect her. Got it?”

“Yes,” she hissed.

“Good. Then there will be no trouble.”

“Hey, honey, welcome home,” Y/n greeted Steven as he walked through the basement door. He was greeted by his wife and brother-in-law. “Oh, I love saying that!” she squealed and ran over to give him a kiss. “How was your day?”

He returned her kiss and sat down in his chair, loosening up his tie. “Better now that I got a promotion.”

“Already?!” she squeaked from excitement.

“You’re joking right?” Eric asked, side-eyeing him. “There’s no way you got a promotion that fast. You’re just yanking our legs.”

“Am I, Rainbow?” Hyde quipped.

Eric’s smile dropped instantly. “So, what’s the position?” he asked, changing the subject and got up to get a frozen treat from the fridge.

“I got promoted to my own store,” he beamed.

“Are you serious?!”Y/n cried out.

 “Yep. You know what that means? No more ties, no more desk, paperwork, and no more 9 to 5.”

“Oh, Steven, congratulations,” Y/n gushed and wrapped her arms around his neck. “I told you would do great things.” She pressed her mouth to his, pulling him in tight.

He didn’t let her go, but instead chose to puller her closer and deepen the kiss. They completely forgot about Eric who was standing there disgusted watching their mini make out session.

“You know,” he spoke up, causing the couple to pull apart. “I’d really appreciate you guys not doing that in front of me.”

“Oh, come on, we’re married now,” Elena argued.

“Doesn’t mean I like seeing it,” he grumbled and stepped over the couch, sitting down.

“Anyway, how was your day?” Hyde asked his wife and put a hand on her knee as she sat beside him.

“It was good,” she said. “I talked to Sasha today about the store and the details and such.”

“You’re still going to go through with that?” Eric asked.

She turned to face her brother. “Why wouldn’t I?”

He shrugged. “I don’t know. It’s just been a while since you’ve last talked about it.��

“Well, a lot has happened between now and then. Besides, I think I still want to go through having my own store.”

“You think?” Hyde asked her. “I thought this is what you wanted to do.”

She shrugged. “I don’t know. I think it was just something at the time.”

“But it’ll be your own store,” he replied.

“Yeah, something that you have,” she said. “And my dad with his auto store— I don’t know if I want to own my own store. Let alone a bridal store. Sounds kind of…boring.”

“Then what do you want?” Eric asked.

“I don’t know…I want to go back to school and do something more. But you know with the babies coming, it’s going to be a while before I can.”

“Y/n, I told you that you don’t worry about it. I’ll take care of everything,” Hyde said.

“I know, but I still want to do something with my life. Like I said engineering or maybe even medicine...maybe even something to do with cars.”

“That’ll make Red happy,” Hyde said and gave her a soft grin. “Well, whatever you decide, I’ll be here to support you.”

She gave him a sweet smile. “Thank you.”

“My day was fine by the way,” Eric spoke up. “Spent the day napping and watched TV.”

“What about your roller disco thing?” Y/n asked.

“I threw my roller blades away,” he responded. “I decided to look for something else. But just so you know, I may be ordinary down here, but up there…I was a star.”

The Hydes nodded at him with tight lipped smiles.

“What?” Eric asked.

All they could see was Eric’s rainbow shorts and his radio headphones. They looked at each other and started laughing uncontrollably.

“What?! What’s so funny?”

 “You know what, I’m going to go and watch a really sad movie,” Y/n said, getting up. “I’ll be right back.” 

She left the basement, giggling to herself.

“And I’m just going to sit here and laugh at you…Rainbow,” Hyde said and kicked his feet up with amusement.

                                        Thanksgiving

  “Happy Thanksgiving!” Y/n announced as she entered the kitchen. “When’s the turkey going to be ready?”

“Happy Thanksgiving, dear,” Kitty said, cooking the deviled eggs. “Turkey won’t be ready until later this afternoon, but it won't be on your menu.”

“What? Why?!”

“Because it’s poultry,” her mother answered. “It may not be good for the babies.”

“But if it’s cooked thoroughly, she should be fine, right?” Hyde asked from the kitchen table, sipping his coffee.

“Yes, but let’s not risk it,” Kitty answered.

“Mom, that’s not fair!”

“And it’s not fair that I’m becoming a young grandma, but here we are!”

“Kitty, you’re not going to be a young grandma,” Red said from behind his newspaper. “You’re already 5—”

“Don’t you freaking dare!” Kitty snapped, pointing a finger at him.

“Come on, Mom, don’t do this to me,” Y/n whined dramatically. “I need it. Please, let me have some meat.”

“Now, why does that sound familiar?” Hyde asked, scratching his head. His lips curled in a devious grin. “Oh, right.”

Red slammed down the paper onto the table. “Make one more joke involving my daughter and I will put my foot in your ass.”

Hyde put his hands up in surrender, but not before he caught a glimpse of Eric’s horrid face and smirked. His smile dropped when he caught Y/n’s glare.

She turned sharply back to her mother who was taking the eggs out of the boiling water. “Please, Mom?” She rubbed her growing belly. “Are you going to deny your grandchildren food that they want?”

Kitty gave her a hard stare with her hand on her hip. “That ain’t gonna work on me, missy. You think you’re the first pregnant woman I’ve worked with?”

“But this is different, we’re related!”

“No, Y/n. You need to be mindful what you put in your body for the next few months.”

“How bout a little bit?” she asked, pouting.

Kitty stared at her and sighed. “Well…I guess a little wouldn’t hurt.”

Y/n beamed. “Just a little, that’s all I ask.”

Hyde choked on his coffee from laughter. “Y/n, you’re killing me here,” he said out and stood from his seat. “I’m going to go downstairs before I say anything I probably shouldn’t.”

“I think that’d be best,” Red said darkly as Hyde scurried down to the basement. After he disappeared down the stairs, Red’s hard stare made its way back to Y/n. “Sometimes, I still can’t believe you’re married to him and having his children.”

                                     --Time Skip—

No one else was in the basement except for Y/n and Hyde. Taking the time they had alone, she was sat in his lap while in his usual chair, devouring his lips. His hand was entangled in her hair, cradling the back of her head while her left hand cupped his neck. The only sound in the room that could be heard was their heavy breathing.

They were so lost in their make-out session that they didn’t even bother to pull away when the basement door opened.

“Oh, come on!” Eric shouted as he entered the room. Y/n pulled her mouth away from her husband’s as they both gave him a dazed look; lips swollen and eyes half closed. “Can’t I walk into one freaking room without worrying I might walk in on you two?!”

“Yeah, it’s very concerning,” Fez said as all the friends piled into the room and made their way to their seats.

Y/n scoffed and wiped her mouth. “So, what brings you all by? Besides the food that my mom is cooking.”

“That’s basically it,” Kelso said. “I had Thanksgiving with Brooke and the baby last night so that I can watch Fez get drunk and put on the dress.”

“Yeah? Well, jokes on you because I’m going to put on the dress before I get drunk!” Fez said.

 “Yeah? What about you two?” Y/n asked, eyeing Jackie and Donna.

“Well, my dad is coming over anyway,” Donna responded. “So, I figured I’d beat him here.”

“And my mom doesn’t know how to cook,” Jackie said bluntly. “It would just be a day of booze and Frank Sinatra.”

“Frank Sinatra?” Hyde questioned.

“Yeah, my mom is like, in love with him, or something.”

Hyde nodded his head in approval.

“I’d hate to change the subject, but I got something even better than Frank Sinatra tonight!” Eric exclaimed excited. “Do you know what tonight is?”

Everyone looked at him in confusion. He had put a record on the stereo and music started blasting from it. As the music started, he started singing along with the lyrics.

“Welcome to the grand illusion,

Come on in and see what’s happening.

Pay the price, get your tickets for the show!”

“Is that Styx?” Y/n asked.

“Yeah! And they’re having a show tonight!” Eric answered excitedly, lowering the music slightly. “If we can go get in line now we’ll be able to have front rows to them shaking their sweaty hair onto teenage girls!”

“Oh, goody,” his sister responded, making a face.

“Oh, come on sis, I thought you liked Styx.”

“Yeah…when I was like, twelve.”

“I think they still got it,” he said and turned to the rest of the group. “Anyone want to join me tonight?”

“Forman, even if I wanted to go to the concert, which would mean I was born without ears, I can’t. My dad wants me and Angie to open the store at midnight tonight,” Hyde said.

“Wait, you’re not going to be here tonight?” Y/n pouted.

He rubbed her back comfortingly. “Only for a few hours.”

“Well, then I can come with you.”

He nodded. “Okay, just don’t work too hard.”

"I can still move around, hon," she scoffed. "I'm not that big yet.”

“Yeah, let her come, hon,” Eric said, mocking his brother-in-law.

“Dude, you’re so whipped!” Kelso laughed.

“Maybe,” Hyde said calmly and shrugged. “But I’m the one having sex every night, so who’s the real winner here?”

Kelso sighed; shoulders slumped in defeat. “You,” he grumbled and got up to grab a  popsicle, head hung down in shame.

“So, Styx?” Eric asked the group, completely ignoring Hyde’s comment. “Anyone else? Kelso? Fez? Donna?”

“Eric, I work in radio. I’d can’t be seen at a Styx concert,” Donna replied as if it was obvious.

“In my country we have a saying,” Fez said. “Eck, Styx.”

“Kelso?” Eric asked hopeful.

“I’d rather not,” he responded bluntly.

“Fine, then I’ll just go by myself,” he said disappointed.

“Hey, Hyde,” Kelso piped up. “You need an extra set of hands tonight?”

“Yeah. The more the better,” he responded.

 “And Angie will be there?” he asked, slowly, eyeing his best friend.

“Well, she’s co-manager, so yeah, she’ll be there.”

“Then I’ll definitely be there,” Kelso said with a dumb smile on his face. “Man, Angie’s so pretty. She makes me want to paint her on a canvas and capture her beauty. Oh, and if she’s naked.”

“Kelso, if you try anything with my sister, I swear I’m going to hit you so hard that I’ll knock you smart,” Hyde threatened.

“Yeah, it would truly be the worst thing, wouldn’t it?” Eric deadpanned, giving Hyde the most annoyed look he could muster.

 “Yeah, but this is different,” Hyde defended. “Kelso is just going to sleep with her and then make it weird. I don’t need that right now.”

“And if does…karma’s a bitch,” Eric said, smirking.

                                                --Time Skip—

“Alright, everybody, this turkey is ready,” Kitty called out as she placed the bird in the middle of the dining table. As she sat down, she saw Red, Elena, Steven, Donna, Bob, Jackie, Kelso and Fez, but two people were missing.

“What are you doing here?” Red asked Fez, annoyed. “Don’t you have your family to do this with?”

“My stupid foster parents are out serving to the needy and hungry tonight,” Fez answered. “Even though I’m the needy and hungry one but I’m the ‘selfish’ and ‘self centered’ one.”

Red didn’t respond but stare at him with confusion and dropped it.

“So, has anyone heard from Laurie since she moved to L.A?” Kitty asked as she placed her napkin in her lap.

 “Yeah, said her porn career is starting off nicely,” Y/n replied sarcastically.

“Y/n,” Red said sternly. “What have I told you about calling your sister a porn star?”

“That it’s offensive to porn stars?”

“Y/n.”

“You’re right, I’m sorry,” she said somberly. “She does it for free anyway.”

“Nice,” Hyde chuckled, high fiving his wife.

“And Eric?” Kitty asked, ignoring her daughter’s comments.

“He went to go stand in line for the Styx tickets.”

“But it’s Thanksgiving!”

“I know, but he apparently thought getting those tickets were more important,” Y/n answered.

“Oh, well, since our children except Y/n couldn’t be bothered to be here, let’s just go ahead and start eating,” Kitty said, disappointed laced in her voice. “Red, care to say grace?”

“Oh, come on Kitty, you know I don’t say grace,” Red complained.

“Say the prayer, Red,” Kitty spit.

“Uh, okay,” Red stuttered and laced his fingers together and closed his eyes. “Lord, thank you for, uh, everything and giving us…this big turkey. For beer and, erm…my family?” He lifted his eyes to see his wife giving him a look A ‘are you serious?’ look. “Oh, you know what? Good food, good drinks, good God, let’s eat! Amen.” As he opened his eyes, he suddenly thought of one more thing. “Oh! And go Packers! Please have them play their way into the Superbowl.”

“That was…very nice, Red,” Kitty groaned as everyone looked at each other with amused looks.

“Yeah…well,” Red said, adjusting his napkin on his lap. “That’s what you get for making me say grace.”

“If you really want someone to mess up grace next time, you should ask Steven,” Y/n joked, causing him to freeze while loading up his plate with sweet potatoes.

 “Yeah, if you want hellfire to rain down on us,” he retorted and plopped some mashed potatoes onto his plate.

“You’re funny,” Y/n chortled as their friends giggled.

“Alright, everyone, who wants white meat and who wants dark meat?” Red asked, ready to carve the turkey.

“Well, everyone wants dark meat,” Fez piped up with a smirk on his face. “Am I right, ladies?”

“Yeah, I’ll take a mix of both,” Steven said. “Like me.”

“Clever,” Y/n quipped at both men.

"I'll take dark," Bob said. "Do you guys have pecan pie? I turned down another offer and they had pecan pie."

"We got pecan, apple, and pumpkin," Kitty answered proudly.

Bob smiled. "I'm glad I wore my sweat pants today!"

The front door slammed open, revealing an angry Eric.

“Well, there he is!” Kitty cheered and watched him plop down at the extra seating next to Donna. “You finally saw that spending Thanksgiving with your mother is so much more important than some silly concert after all, huh?”

  “No,” he grumbled and grabbed the bowl of potatoes. “Nobody else bought the tickets and ended up cancelling the show.”

“Oh, well then,” Kitty said, shrugging as if it didn’t slightly hurt her feelings.

“Quit being a damn baby and be happy that you’re here,” Red scolded.

“You can’t force me to be happy,” Eric said.

“Oh, you will be after I put my foot in your ass!”

 “Can we please go one holiday without you threatening to put your foot in other people’s rear ends?” Kitty asked, annoyed.

“But then it wouldn’t feel like Thanksgiving,” Y/n said. “It’s tradition.”

“Can it,” Kitty snapped.

Y/n made a ‘yikes’ face and put her hands up in surrender. “Sorry.”

“All I’m saying is that I could be there seeing one of the best bands of all time instead of being here.”

“Wow. Harsh, dude,” Y/n muttered to her brother.

Donna kicked Eric under the table.

“Ow! What the hell, Donna?”

“You know what?” Kitty said, smiling, trying to lighten the mood. “Why don’t we go around saying what we’re thankful for? Hmm? Y/n, you want to start?”

 “Uhm…” she stalled with a mouthful of turkey. “I’m thankful for food.” She chuckled uncomfortably. “And for Steven.” He gave her a small side smile. “And for my family and friends and our unborn babies.”

“Awe, that’s sweet,” Kitty said, giving her daughter’s hand a tap. “Steven?”

“Uh…what she said,” he responded, putting a mouthful of potatoes in his mouth.

“Oh, come on, you can do better than that.”

“Okay, fine, um…” he said. “I’m thankful for everyone, and my dad giving me a store.” He nodded uncomfortably.

“That’s nice, Steven,” Kitty responded and looked to her husband. “Red?”

“You already know what I’m thankful for,” he said roughly. “I don’t need to say it out loud.”

Kitty looked at her husband annoyed and looked to Donna. “Your turn, dear.”

 “Well, I’m thankful for everyone, for Eric, for my job at the radio station, and definitely thankful for feminism,” she said proudly.

Everyone around the table agreed that was nice before turning to Eric.

“Eric? What about you?”

He sighed heavily. “I’d be more thankful if I was at the Styx concert.”

“Alright, fine,” Kitty said and threw down her napkin. “Do whatever you want. Thanksgiving is ruined!” She stormed off into the kitchen to grab some wine.

“Oh, Kitty, wait!” Red called out and glared at Eric. “You couldn’t say something nice for your mother, could you?”

“What do I say if I don’t?” he asked bitterly.

“Then you lie!” Red bellowed. “Like a real man!”

“Uh, I don’t think—” Jackie started, but was cut off by Kitty.

“Red, where’s the bourbon?!”

“Ah, crap,” he muttered. “She only gets the strong stuff when she’s really upset.” He glared at his son. “Way to go. Dumbass.”

Eric stared at Y/n as if she’d come to his defense. She put her hands up in surrender, shaking her hands.

“You’re on your own.”

                                      --Later that day—

“Steven, I’m hungry,” Y/n pouted as they were moving boxes around in the new store.

“We just ate about an hour ago,” he grunted as he moved a particular heavy box.

“What’s your point?” she sassed and set a box of records on a stack of other boxes. “I want pizza.”

Hyde sighed and wiped some sweat from his brow. “What kind?”

“Pineapple?” she grinned at him.

He made a face at her. “How bout something that we’d all want?”

“The babies want pineapple!”

“…I’ll order two pizzas.”

As Hyde walked away to order the pizza, Fez stepped forward. “So, how long are you going to be using the babies to get what you want?”

“As long as I need to,” Y/n responded, smirking. “I love when he does things for me.”

“For you or to you?” he teased, wiggling his eyebrows.

Y/n’s smirk deepened. “Yes,” she said sultry and flipped her hair, walking away.

“Damn,” Fez muttered under his breath.

“What?” Kelso asked, coming up behind him.

“If only I’d jumped on that sooner,” Fez responded, shaking his head. “Hyde is one lucky S.O.B.”

“You’re just horny because Nina broke up with you.”

 “So horny,” Fez whined and walked away to sulk.

Kelso scoffed after his friend and walked over to move some more boxes to make room for them to sit. Looking over her shoulder, Donna saw him shove something under his jacket. She stomped over to him and ripped open his jacket.

“Styx, Kelso? Really?”

“Okay, fine, I like Styx, okay? And I don’t care if anybody knows that,” he responded, but then his eyes widened slightly. “That’s not true. Don’t tell anybody.”

She huffed out a chuckle and placed the record back in his hand. “Whatever,” she said and walked away.

Thirty minutes later, the pizza had arrived. As everyone sat around in a circle eating their pizzas, Angie walked in through the front door.

“What are you guys doing?” she asked.

“Eating pizza,” Y/n responded with the obvious.

“I can see that,” she snarked. “What I mean is, why aren’t you setting up the store?”

“Relax, man, we’ll take care of it,” Hyde said.

“No, we don’t. We need to unload the records into the bins,” she replied and looked around the store to see no bins in sight. She grabbed the clipboard that was nearby and looked through the papers, wide eyed. “Oh, my God. I forgot to order the bins. We have no bins!” Her dark eyes filled with tears. “No bins,” she croaked.

“Alright, take it easy,” her brother said, standing. “I’ll take care of it.”

“Like what? It’s too late to get anything else!”

“Well…how bout milk crates?” Jackie suggested.

“Yeah, sounds great, but where are we going to get, like, fifty crates?” Angie asked.

A light bulb went off in Hyde’s head. “I think I have an idea.”

                                    Meanwhile…

“How could you think it was okay to miss Thanksgiving?” Kitty asked as she stood behind the green chair where Red sat. Eric sat adjustment from them on the couch, hunched forward. “You might as well have ripped my heart out and dipped it in my delicious giblet gravy!”

“It’s not just Thanksgiving,” Red said. “You used to have goals and ambitions. But now, one week you’re chasing butterflies and then the next, you’re skating around the neighborhood dressed like Liberace.”

“Did it ever occur to you guys that I have no idea what I’m doing?” Eric argued. “I’m scared, okay?”

“Of what, honey?” Kitty asked. “We got rid of that spooky lamp from your room.”

He shook his head. “Look, my whole life, I’ve done nothing but to try and please other people. So, I don’t feel like I know who I am or what I want to do with my life.”

“You need a government job. Like a mailman,” Red said bluntly. “Something simple and repetitive.”

“No, no, no. You know he doesn’t do well in snow,” Kitty said and tapped her husband’s shoulder. “What about this? Margie told me her son is a chiropractor and she seems very happy.”

“You don’t get it. I don’t want to wake up in five years and hate my life,” Eric said.

“That’s unavoidable!” Red said, refusing to listen to Eric’s side.

“I just need more time to think.”

 “You know what I got for my 18th birthday?” Red said. “A draft notice and a malaria vaccine. I didn’t have time to think.”

“Yeah, but Dad, wouldn’t it been helpful if you did?” Eric asked, bringing silence from his father.

“Okay, I’ll tell you what,” Red said gently. “I’ll give you six months to figure it out. But if you haven’t picked anything by then, you’ll do that chiropractic thing your mother said,” he said, pointing his thumb at her.

“But…I don’t even know what that is.”

“Oh, honey, it’s really simple. It’s like a doctor, but you don’t have to be smart,” Kitty responded.

                        --Scene Transition—

“How are we supposed to get those milk crates from him?” Y/n whispered as they watched the stocky milkman stack the crates from his truck. “We’d have to distract him or something.”

“Okay, who’s going to do it?” Jackie asked. “And don’t even think about volunteering me.”

It was quiet before Y/n stepped forward. “I’ll do it. Jackie, give me your lipstick.”

“What? No,” Hyde said, putting his arm in front of her. “I don’t feel comfortable you doing that."

"Oh, come on, it's not like I’m going to kiss him or anything.”

“Y/n, no offense, but I don’t think he’s going to want to get hit on by a pregnant teenager,” Donna said and smoothed out her jacket. “I’ll do it. Jackie, give me your lipstick.”

“Okay, but you chose a really weird time to get into makeup,” she responded and brought out her red lipstick from her purse.

“No, wait, I can do this!” Y/n argued. “Just because I’m pregnant doesn’t mean I can’t.”

“No, you’re married. To me,” Hyde reminded her. “I don’t like the idea of some guy making goo-goo eyes at you.”

“It’s not like I’m going to reciprocate,” she protested. “Look, I’ll just make him turn the other way so you guys can get the crates, that’s all.”

“No, Y/n.”

“Look, do you want them or not?!”

“Look, she can help me distract him,” Donna said. “He can make goo-goo eyes at me and she can help signal you.”

Hyde huffed and looked between the man and Y/n. “Fine. But no touching!”

“Fine,” Y/n mocked him.

“Fine,” he said and made a face at her at which she mirrored the same expression back at him.  

“Real mature,” Jackie remarked.

  “Just…stay behind to help,” Y/n said and walked towards the man with Donna. She swayed her hips to the side as she strode up to him.

“Hey handsome,” she greeted. He turned to look at the two pretty girls standing before him.  “That’s a lotta milk crates you got there.”

“Ugh, I hate this,” Hyde complained, arms crossed with a scowl across his face as he watched Y/n and Donna flirt with the plump, shy man.

“Awe, well think of it this way buddy,” Fez said, clapping a hand on his back. “At least you’ll get free milk from now on.”

Jackie and Kelso couldn’t help but chuckle as Hyde glared at Fez. That didn’t stop Fez from laughing at his own joke, though. But it did make him step behind Jackie for protection as his laughter died down.

“You have a lot of crates to deliver,” Y/n continued. “You work so hard, don’t you?”

The man chuckled shyly and lifted his shoulders. “I guess, yeah.”

“That’s so awesome,” Donna said, smiling widely. “You must have all the ladies just want to rub those shoulders after a hard day’s work.” She lightly touched his shoulders, rubbing them a little.

“Not really,” he answered, happy that not one, but two beautiful girls were talking to him.

“What’s your name, sweetheart?” Y/n purred.

“Oh, God,” Hyde gagged.

“D-Doug,” he stuttered and chuckled uncomfortably.

Donna ran a hand down his arm. She gave it a quick squeeze.

“Wow, you are so strong!” she said. “This job probably helps out a lot with that, huh?”

Doug blushed and looked down at his feet. “Kinda.”

Donna and Y/n giggled as they turned his back to the group.

“You’re so cute,” Donna said. “Awe, come here, you!” She grabbed his shoulders and wrapped him in a tight hug. Y/n came up behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist.

Donna and Y/n turned and made eye contact with everyone. Y/n motioned with a hand for everyone to quickly start grabbing the crates.

 “Wow, this has never happened before,” Doug said, smiling proudly.

The group wasn’t very sly though as they started to make a ruckus with the crates; bumping and slamming the crates against each other as they threw some into the back of their respective vehicles.

Doug heard the noise and turned to look. Donna, in her panic, grabbed his face and slammed her lips against his. Y/n backed off with eyes wide as saucers and turned back to look at the group who wore the same expression.

Y/n was quick to snap out of it as she hurried over to them and stacked the crates into the bed of the camino.

After everyone was finished, Donna pulled away from a dazed Doug. She fist bumped his shoulder with her lips pressed into a thin line. “Nice to meet ya, Doug. I’ll see you around.”

He nodded, speechless and watched her walk away and around the corner. Once he was out of sight, Donna hoped into the vista cruiser with Y/n and Jackie and shivered.

“I can’t believe I kissed him!”

                                                --Time Skip—

After everything was set up in the store, W.B had come by the store to drop off the keys to Steven and Angie. He was curious about the unfamiliar bins, but Steven swooped in and saved Angie from being chewed out.

“That was really nice of you,” she said, feeling relieved once W.B had walked away.

 “I do that a lot, but people always seem so surprised,” he answered, but then smirked. “But it’s gonna cost ya. The smoke detectors come off and I get a little thing called a five day weekend.”

Angie turned to Y/n who was standing by Steven. “I’m sorry about before. Can we start over?”

Y/n shrugged, nodding. “I’d like that. There’s no use in fighting anyway. You’re going to be my children’s aunt after all.”

She smiled. “I would like to be there for them.”

“Good. I’d like that too.” Y/n placed her a hand on her growing belly. “And I think they will too.”

The next evening, everyone was hanging out in the basement, talking with music playing from the speakers.

“Have you guys thought about names, yet?” Donna asked.

Y/n’s lips went downward and looked at Steven. “No, actually. We should probably start thinking about that.”

“What were you thinking?” he asked her.

“You’re thinking ‘Jackie’!” Jackie exclaimed. “And then I can be her favorite aunt because she’d be named after the most beautiful girl ever.”

“No,” Steven said shortly.

“If it’s a boy, you should name him Michael,” Kelso said.

“Again, no,” Y/n said this time.

“Why not?!” he pouted.

“Because Fez is better!” Fez said.

 “NO,” the couple said in unison.

“So, you’re going to name your babies some stupid name. I get it,” Jackie grumbled.

“We haven’t even thought about it yet!” Y/n exclaimed. “I am only 9 weeks.”

“Yeah, guys give them some space,” Eric said. “Whatever name they decide it will be great for their beautiful babies.”

“We’re not giving them your name either,” Y/n said flatly.

“Damn it,” Eric grumbled.

“Are you guys going to want to know the sex?” Donna asked.

“Donna, that is so gross for them to ask their kids when they start doing it!” Kelso chided.

“The sex of the babies, you nimrod,” Donna said, chuckling.

Y/n couldn’t help but laugh at that. “I don’t know. Do you want to know, Steven?”

He shrugged. “It’s up to you. What do you wanna do?”

She thought about it for a minute. “I think I want to be surprised.”

  “Then we’ll go with that,” he responded, looking up at her from his lap. She gave him a crinkled smile before running her hand through his fro.

“Man, sometimes I still can’t believe that you’re married and about to become parents,” Kelso said. “And then I look at my daughter. We’re growing up, man!”

“Yeah,” Fez said with a distant look. “Can you imagine if Zack hadn’t dumped you that night? I wonder if you guys would still be together.”

“Why do you say that?” Y/n asked. “Why wouldn’t we?”

 “Well, because you know…you were so in love with Zack,” Jackie said.

“Or so I thought, but that relationship wouldn’t have worked out anyway,” she responded. “He was an immature, arrogant, piece of crap. And that’s if he hadn’t cheated on me. Trust me, what I felt for Zack isn’t the same I feel for Steven.”

Hyde rubbed her back and tightened his grip around her waist. He would never say it out loud, but he secretly loved it when she would remind everyone how much she loved him.

“Yeah, but it’s crazy to think that if he hadn’t done what he did to you that night, you and Steven probably wouldn’t have gotten together,” Donna pointed out.

“You really think so?” Y/n asked, curiously. Thinking about an alternate path than the one she was on now did intrigue her, but it didn’t change how she had felt about Steven, even when she didn’t know it yet.

“Well, yeah,” Jackie said. “It’s like Zack awoke your love for him or something. That is so cute!”

“Or, he ran her into his arms making him the rebound,” Eric said under his breath and off-handedly.

“What?” Steven spit, eyeballing him.

“What?” Y/n asked bewildered.

“What?” Eric repeated, eyes wide and regretting now opening his mouth.

The room suddenly went deathly still. Jackie’s eyes widened as her gaze flit between the couple and Eric. Kelso’s mouth hung slightly open anticipating the biggest blowout since Eric found out about them. Fez sat there, frozen and with a popsicle halfway in his mouth. The ice from it burned his mouth, but he was afraid he was going to miss what was about to come. Donna sat there, appalled at her boyfriend, for once again, not shutting the hell up.

“How can you say that?!” Y/n asked.

“Oh, well…come on, Y/n!” He stuttered at first, but now he was at the point of no return. “Isn’t it a little convenient that you and Hyde got together on the most vulnerable night of your life? You were heartbroken, humiliated, and covered in goo. Zack dumped you and that same night you slept with Hyde! Are you going to sit there and have me think that you suddenly had feelings for him?”

“That’s not true!” Y/n shouted, standing from Hyde’s lap.

“Eric, shut. Up,” Donna said through her teeth.

Eric ignored her. “If it weren’t true, why are you getting so defensive?”

Y/n spluttered on her words, her brain running a million miles a minute. “Because what you’re saying is outrageous! How could you think I’d do that to Steven?”

“Why don’t you tell everyone who you originally wanted to hook up with?” he dared.

“Y/n, what’s he talking about?” Hyde asked and slowly stood to stand behind her.

Her heart rate picked up speed, sweat coating her palms. “What are you talking about Eric?” She struggled to keep her voice level.

“Eric. Stop. Talking,” Donna said a little bit louder this time.

“Y/n, what does he mean by that?” Hyde asked, a little bit more aggressive this time.

“Nothing,” she said shortly, eyes burning into Eric’s.

“Y/n.”

She broke away from his challenged glare and slowly turned to look at her husband. The man that she truly loved. But now her past was coming to bite her in the ass.

“Okay,” she started, smoothing her hair back before placing her hands gently on his biceps. “Remember: I was very vulnerable and stupid and naïve. And I love you so very much.”

His stomach twisted into knots when her demeanor changed.

“Spit it out, Y/n,” he said.

“That night when I came home from the party, I was wanting... to see...Kelso.”

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Euphoria 2x07 Thoughts

I’ve missed the last 3 weeks because I was in the middle of moving to a new apartment and then the Super Bowl but we back!

Lexi’s about to have her moment in the spotlight and I am so ready!

Love this opening classical music. But I know the shit storm is about to start

Is this a flashback or…

Oh shit those are the doppelgängers so this is the play

Damn Lexi, Rue’s dad’s memorial is your kick off point?

Ah geez are Rue and Jules just going to be sneaking peeks at each other this whole time?

Oh this is definitely gonna be good. Lexi’s always been the observer so she sees more then people realize. She about to spill all the tea! 🐸☕️

Lmao yes Maddie, this play is about all of you.

Even on the phone Lexi and Fezco are fucking adorable!

The fucking 4th wall break! Just like Rue does with us 😂

Suze is so stoked/proud!

Aw Fez wants to look good for Lexi 🥰

Fuck off Custer. Snitch ass bitch.

Lmao where did the drama dept get the budget for this play? That rotating set piece is wild!

Lexi you are a comedic queen! 👸🏻

Yes the audience is loving this! 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼

Cassie as Maddie 2.0 is Big Yikes 😬

Lexi noticing Fez isn’t there is hurting me

Ok Lexi crying in the back seat of her dad’s car because she’s scared is also hurting me goddamnit

I love Rue’s little smile. She remembers this moment and isn’t mad about Lexi telling it.

Lexi’s low key right about technology

I’m liking the changes between flashbacks and play scenes

Storm Reid you’re amazing

Suze is so proud of her baby

Rue is so proud of her childhood bff

Oh shit here comes Nate’s part! This is where shits about to pop off isn’t it?!

God Jacob Elordi is so fucking tall

Nate dressing Cassie is weirding me tf out

I’ma say it again, fuck OFF Custer

Oh Ashtray about to end this man’s whole life

Faye wants to tell Fez but she scared

Rue and Fez fucking with Lexi while she’s stoned off her ass if comedic gold 😂

And the Rules peek sneaking continues

You know I wasn’t a big fan of Hunter’s haircut originally but it’s really grown on me

Jesus the longing is just jumping out with them

Damn Leslie telling Rue these home truths is rough but so necessary

“I can’t convince you that your life is important” that just fucking murdered me

Yeah Rue you miss this kinda stuff when you’re high off your ass 85% of the time

Nika is fucking killing it

Lmao the call back to season one 😂

Yes I love getting to see how Lexi feels about Maddie! She was always Cassie’s friend but she cares about Lexi too and I love it!

Oh shit the rest of the reveal confrontation

God sometimes I can’t stand Maddie but she is breaking my heart here

She’s absolutely right too, Cassie is a fucking coward.

Yeah Cassie, you absolutely should feel like shit for what you did to your best friend.

God the self soothing by trying to make herself perfect is just… God this girl has stepped off the edge into the deep end

This Cassie/Nate scene is 🤢🤮

Like really bitch?! You want that animal to fucking control you? This girl has -194749274 self worth

THAT’S NOT LOVE HOLY FUCK

This looks an awful lot like the season one opening with Cal and Jules

OH THAT’S BECAUSE IT IS!

OH WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK?!?!

Yeah that cements it for me. Nate is in love with Jules and is afraid that makes him just like his father who he hates.

I’m not sure if I’m glad Jules got rid of the evidence or wish she’d kept it and put Cal in prison

Is it weird that I kinda like the Samantha/Maddie relationship?

It’s the purple dress isn’t it?

Hahahaha called it!

Lexi and Ethan 😂😂😂

Poor Mick, he’s trying his best!

Ooooh Nate’s about to McFuckin lose it!

Ashtray is a fucking gangster. He about to cut this man to pieces.

Fez hoping Lexi thinks he looks handsome 😭😭😭

God the tension got me stressed

Holding Out for a Hero OMG

Rue’s face 😂

This man is about to SNAP

ETHAN IS EATING!!!!!!!

I am LIVING for Suze’s enjoyment of this play

Lexi you are a Queen for writing this! Holy shit!

The homoeroticism is WILD

The audience is SOLD! Our Life is 100% Certified Fresh

Maddie said it best, “Lexi you’re a fuckin’ G!”

Oop there he goes!

Zendaya’s got the best fucking facial expressions 😂😂😂

See Cassie? He’s a piece of shit. Period.

Oh shit is she about to rage/Hulk out and hop on stage to beat Lexi’s ass?

NO IT CAN’T BE OVER YET

Holy fuck that episode was brilliant! All this is going to come to a head and EXPLODE next week, and I for one am fucking here for it.

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Was Loving Him My Punishment? Part 2.

Hey guys! I’m really happy you guys enjoyed part 1 of this story, I hope you guys enjoy part 2.

It was a tough one to write but here you go!

Enjoy!

“Fezco, I'm pregnant” I said crying.

“Whatcha cryin’ for ma? Shit. We abouta have a baby”.

“Wait, you’re not mad?”

“Ma, why would I be mad? You carryin my baby”

“Ash! You abouta be an Uncle!”

I cried, but this time they were tears of joy. I jumped up on top of Fez and hugged him.

“I love you Fezco”.

“I love you more kid”.

I must’ve been dreaming again, it didn’t feel real. I mean it wasn’t real. None of it was real.

Fezco couldn’t sit, I mean he couldn’t even talk. All he did was pace back and forth. All he thought about was Sharise and how fast things got fucked up. He blamed himself, it should’ve been him to take the bullet, not Sharise. Fezco believed in God, I mean when things got hard, he talked to God, prayed, asked for forgiveness. But this time, God wasn’t answering.

“Are you the family of Sharise Maxwell?” A doctor whose white coat read Dr. Gibson came up to Fez.

“Yeah that would be me, where’s Reese? When can I see her doc?”.

“Sir, I’m afraid we have some good and bad news”.

“What is it? She didn’t make it doc, what the fuck is it?”

“No, she did but the baby didn’t”.

Fezco just started at the doctor like he was nuts.

“What the fuck you talkin’ man, what fucking baby?”.

“I’m sorry, you didn’t know your wife was pregnant?”.

Fezco just flew back into the hospital chair.  Fezco needed a minute to collect himself.

“How long doc, how long was she carryin’ my baby?”

“She was 10 weeks”. The doctor said looking at Reese’s chart.

Fezco gasped. 

“Why didn’t she tell me? I would’ve helped her gone outta there sooner”. Fezco said crying.

“I’m very sorry for your loss, if you want you can go and see her, she’s in room 10″.

Truth was, Fezco had a lot of balls, I mean he was fucking drug dealer, all his life he dealt with some pretty bad people but this time he was weak. Sharise made him weak. He couldn’t even go in there and confront Reese. It was too painful, too real. Why didn’t she tell him sooner? Why couldn’t he protect her and their baby? He had no choice but to go and see her. He needed to let go of his anger, Sharise needed him right now and that was more important to him.

Fezco let out a breath before he walked into Sharise’s room. There she was sleeping peacefully, the monitor beeping every time she took a breath. God he hated seeing her like this. If he had a choice, it would’ve been him laying on that crusty ass hospital bed instead of Reese. He came over and kissed her forehead, he kissed her hand. She began to wake up.

“Baby” Fez said kissing her again.

“Fezco, what happened? you have blood on you, are you hurt?”

“Nah babe, don’t worry about me. I’m fine, right now we worryin’ about you”. Fez said blinking away the fresh tears.

That’s what Fez loved about Sharise, she always put him first, sometimes he’d say to her “Reese, you gotta start thinking about putting yourself first, don’t think about me too much”.

But, no matter the pep talks, no matter how hard he tried to convince her, she’d never listen. She said it was her job to care about Fezco.

“What about Lexi’s play? She’s gonna hate me for missing it”.

“Let’s not worry about that now, right now I want you to get some rest”.

“Fez, what’s the matter, why are you crying? what are you not telling me?”

Before Fez could say anything, Dr. Gibson walked in.

“Ah you’re awake Ms. Maxwell, how are you feeling?”

“Uh I feel fine, what’s going on, why are you acting weird?” Sharise turned to look at Fez.

“You were shot Ms.Maxwell, what do you remember from that time frame?”

“I just remember getting ready for my best friends play, and Custer came and Faye just screaming at Custer, and that was it”.

Fezco couldn’t look Sharise in the face. He couldn’t even tell her what had happened. She’d never forgive him.

“What are you not telling me Fezco, tell me!” Sharise started to get up from the bed.

“Ms.Maxwell your baby didn’t make it, the bullet entered through the stomach into the fetus”.

Sharise froze. All she heard was her heartbeat, it keep beating and beating. She prayed it would stop. Her world stopped. Fezco kept reassuring her that was everything was going to be okay. But even Fez knew that, that was a bullshit lie.

“I can recommend some counseling if you would like”. The doc said checking Reese’s vitals.

Sharise looked at him through her teared filled eyes.

“I don’t want no fucking counseling, I don't even wanna fucking be here right now”. Sharise kept ranting.

“Sharise baby please” Fez said trying to put her on the bed.

“No, don’t me touch me Fezco!” Sharise said pushing Fez away from her.

“Baby please don’t do this”.

“I want you to get the fuck outta here, leave Fezco, fucking go! I don’t wanna fucking see you!” 

Fezco held his tongue back. He didn’t wanna fight with her especially now, she was in pain but she seemed forget so was he. So he lost that battle, he left.

Sharise felt like she couldn’t breathe so she did what anybody would’ve done, she cried. Soon her crying, turned into painful sobs. She knew no matter how painful or how angry she was, deep down inside she knew she’d never stop loving Fezco. And that was dangerous.