Liz sat on the couch in the basement, accompanied by Eric and the rest of the guys. She read through a book for school, only half paying attention to Fez finding the family's Twister game.

"Okay. Here we go," he announced to the room before flicking the spinner. "Right hand, blue."

Confused, the whole room glanced over as he got down onto the mat to play.

Liz finally set down her book, moving to sit on the arm of the couch to see. "Fez, you can't play Twister by yourself."

"That's where you're wrong, my pretty friend," he replied with a grin before reaching for the spinner again. "Right leg, green. Oh, that's gonna be tough."

Eric shared a helpless glance with his twin. It was hard trying not to look as Fez's leg awkwardly bent up next to them before landing on a green circle.

Hyde glanced up from the newspaper he was reading. "Hey, Fez, man, the circus called. They said they'll pay you fifty bucks a week if you can kiss your own ass."

"Take a message!" Fez called back.

Liz's eyes met Hyde's, the two breaking into silent laughs.

The back door suddenly flew open, and Donna strolled in, announcing, "I have the greatest news in the world." Before she could continue, she noticed Fez on the floor, her face scrunching up. "How the hell are you doing that?"

"I'm double jointed." He smiled up at her.

"Super," Donna muttered before sitting in between the twins. "My parents are renewing their wedding vows."

Liz gasped, grabbing onto her best friend's arm. "No way! That's great, Donna! Aww, I'm so happy for you."

"Wait, so," Eric started, sliding from the back of the couch onto the cushion, "Double-dating degenerates and sneezy bar bags just lost its appeal?"

"You'd be amazed how fast sneezy bar hags lose their appeal," Hyde cut in.

"He speaks from experience," Liz noted, slowly nodding at the couple next to her.

Hyde merely smirked. "You're right, Lizzie. But then, like, two beers later, it all comes roaring back."

Donna chuckled at the comment, but shook it off. "No. Finally, the insanity's over. You know, I'm really happy about this, you guys. And, Eric, you should be too. My parents have been driving me nuts, and I've probably been a little moody lately."

"No. God, you haven't been moody," Eric assured her, pulling her into a side hug. Looking at the others, he dramatically mouthed, 'So moody.'

Liz giggled, but turned away when her friend glanced at her questioningly.

"Oh, this is great," Kelso said sarcastically from the lawn chair. "Jackie's gonna get wedding fever. Man, all I'm gonna here is, 'Michael, at our wedding, don't shove cake in my face.' And, 'You better know how to dance', and, 'There will not be a trampoline.'"

"Wow..." Liz breathed, shaking her head. "A wedding without a trampoline?"

Kelso sat up, pointing at her. "Right! It's crazy talk."

"Yeah." Hyde jumped on the mocking train. "It'd be like a funeral without a dunk tank."

"Yeah. You know what? She even knows what kind of china patterns she wants. Pink and purple with unicorns. Who wants to see a unicorn when they're eating pie?" Kelso hissed.

Liz bit her lip, figuring her thoughts were left better unsaid.

"Left leg, yellow," Fez relayed from behind the couch, breaking the group's silence. He then popped his head up, pouting up at Liz. "Liz, will you please help me get my pants off?"

"No!" She cried, standing up to move over to Hyde.

❁

A few days later, the boys were gathered in the basement, getting ready for Bob and Midge's rehearsal dinner. None of them seemed too happy as they put on either their jackets or ties.

"Why do we have to get all dressed up for this stupid rehearsal dinner?" Fez asked, awkwardly adjusting the tie around his neck.

Eric drew his lips together. "Because my mom said so."

"And we don't argue with mommy," Hyde deadpanned.

"Hey, Eric?" Liz asked, walking down the basement steps in an orange floral dress. "Can you tell me how this looks?"

"W—what?" Eric stammered, his eyes flashing over to all his friends. "Why are you asking me? Can't you go ask Mom?"

She shot him a pointed look as she descended down the last step, her hands flying out in annoyance.

Eric sighed, glancing over at the others. Fortunately, Kelso and Fez were too busy with their ties to pay attention. Taking a quick step over to his sister, he whispered, "It looks good. The color is nice against your skin."

The compliment had her break out into a smile. Her twin always saw the best in her. "Thanks, Eric."

Across the room, Hyde couldn't help but stare. Eric was right—the color was nice against her skin tone. It also hugged her sides nicely before flowing out at the bottom, and it was short enough for some leg to be admired while leaving the rest to imagination.

The sight had him fumbling with the first button on his shirt, as he couldn't find himself to look away. Thankfully, his sunglasses hid most of his wide eyes and blushing face.

Liz's eyes flashed his way, and she smiled even more. She then sauntered over, giggling at his failed attempts to button his shirt. "Having trouble there, Hyde?"

"N—no. I'm fine," he assured her, finally getting himself to look down at his fumbling fingers.

She giggled once more, reaching out to do it herself. She then continued up each one, admiring his outfit. "Well, you look nice. I honestly thought you might show up in one of your Zeppelin shirts."

"It was tempting," he admitted with a chuckle.

"Well, if this is what you're wearing to the rehearsal, I can't wait to see what you're wearing tomorrow." Liz smiled as she finished the last button, smoothing the fabric at his shoulders. "It should be pretty fancy... for your standards, at least."

"You're right. I'll have to break out my Jimmy Page shirt. It's a rare collector's item. Very fancy."

Liz laughed, lightly slapping his chest.

"Okay," Kelso spoke up, pulling everyone back into one conversation. "So, Jackie hasn't made me read a single bride's magazine. I'm telling you, man. Ever since I set her house on fire, she's been acting really weird."

"Hmm," Liz hummed, crossing her arms. "I wonder why."

Eric nodded slightly, placing his hands on his hips. "Hey, you know, when I'm trying to get in good with Donna, you know what works for me? I don't set her house on fire. Yeah."

"Wow. Brilliant idea, Eric!" Liz clapped a few times.

Kelso glanced back and forth between them. "Oh, sure. Hindsight's twenty-twenty."

The back door opened, and Laurie stormed in, heading immediately over to Eric with a folded up tie. "Here, loser. Mom wants you to put this on."

"Hey, Laurie," Kelso greeted briskly.

She whipped around to face him, scowling. "Where have you been, you idiot?"

"Oh." His eyes flashed over to the door. "Well, Jackie was—"

"I told you never to say that name to me. We have a relationship!" Laurie hissed.

Despite her outburst, Kelso couldn't help but chuckle. "See, that's true, so..."

"Shut up!" Laurie spat before storming back outside.

❁

The day of the wedding, Liz stood around with Hyde and Fez in the Pinciottis' living room. She wasn't sure where else to go, as her brother and Donna were nowhere to be found, and Jackie was still in a mood from her failed dinner party.

"Oh, hey." A smile crossed Liz's face when Hyde's hippie boss walked into the room. "Leo's here. Wait, what is he doing here?"

"You'll see," Hyde whispered, giving her arm a slight slap. "Oh, and, uh, if anybody asks, this is a glass eye."

Her brows furrowed as he pointed to his right eye. "What?"

Instead of explaining, he approached his boss, offering a smile and a hand shake. "Hey, Leo, man. You all set?"

"Totally, man. I got everything," Leo said, tapping his jacket pocket.

"Great. Where's the camera?" Hyde asked.

Leo suddenly frowned. "I got everything but the camera... or the film, or the flash cubes." He then chuckled. "I got nothing, man."

"Leo, man, the Fotohut is loaded with that stuff," Hyde pointed out.

"I know. It's ironic, isn't it?" Leo chuckled again.

"And yet, not surprising." Pulling his hand out of his coat pocket, Hyde handed a camera over to Leo.

"Hyde," Liz hissed, following him over to the table in the far corner. "I thought you were supposed to be taking the wedding pictures."

"Supposed to, Lizzie. Supposed to," Hyde clarified with a chuckle of his own.

"So... now what?" She asked as he settled down into a seat. "You're just a wedding crasher, now?"

"Yeah, isn't it great?" He grinned up at her. "Once the reception starts, there'll be so much booze lying around that it'll almost be too easy to take. That, and everyone will be too drunk to care."

A smile couldn't help but cross her lips as she joined him. "Honestly... I expect nothing less from you."

"Hey, guys." Kelso rushed up to the table wearing a wide grin, gripping the back of an empty chair. "Jackie totally just forgave me for setting her house on fire. Yeah, isn't that great?"

Hyde crossed his arms, raising a brow. "So what'd you have to do? Sell your soul to the devil?"

"Nah, man." Kelso merely chuckled and shook his head. "I just got her those stupid unicorn plates she's been bothering me about for our wedding. You know what that means..."

"You're an idiot?" Hyde asked.

"No, we're totally gonna do it later!"

Liz pulled a face at the thought. "TMI, Kelso."

He only continued to grin and chuckle. "I'm gonna go find her."

The second he was out the door, Hyde shook his head. "Relationships, man. Who needs them?" His eyes then drifted over to the girl next to him. "Speaking of which, where's your plus one, Lizzie?"

"Why would Jake come? He barely even knows the Pinciottis," she pointed out.

"Neither does Fez, yet he's here to play the music during the ceremony." He gestured to their foreign friend studying the cassette tape.

Liz slightly narrowed her eyes. "If you're going to say nothing nice about Jake, then don't bother even saying it."

Hyde merely shrugged. "Okay."

When he continued to stay silent, she only sighed at his stubbornness. "Well, where's your plus one?"

"Lizzie, consider it a miracle I'm even here in the first place. I don't do weddings, let alone plus ones at weddings," he explained, a smirk touching his lips.

"Seems like a lame excuse, but okay," she decided, leaning back in her chair.

Their conversation was drawn short the second time that day when Fez approached. "Oh, guys, I am just so nervous. What if I mess this up?"

"Fez, how hard can it be?" Liz asked, suppressing a smile as she turned to face him. "All you gotta do is pop the tape in and press play. I've only seen you do that, like, a hundred times."

"Yes, but the pressure is not helpful," Fez whined, nervously wringing his hands together.

Hyde shot Liz a quick, knowing smirk before he pushed himself to his feet. "C'mon, Fez. Let's get you a little something to drink. It'll take that edge off."

❁

Popping the cassette into a small player, Fez started up the soft music for the ceremony. He smirked, turning his attention to the doorway, where the bridesmaids started to walk in.

Liz turned in her seat, watching her mom stroll in, beaming at the fact she was the maid of honor. Leaning over to Eric, she whispered, "Look at Mom. I'm so happy for her."

"Yeah." Eric nodded at his sister before turning to their mother, who was passing by. "Go, Mom!" He cheered in a hushed whisper.

She grinned down at her twins, gushing, "I'm a bridesmaid."

Midge finally approached Bob, and the two turned to face their audience of family and friends.

"First of all," Bob started as the music faded away, "Midge and I would like to thank everyone for coming. It really means a lot to us. The vows we're exchanging were written by our daughter, Donna, whom we love very much."

Liz leaned forward, sharing a smile with her best friend across the aisle.

Bob started reading from his paper first. "'Midgie, I consider it a privilege to be your husband.'" He glanced up at his daughter, touching a hand to his heart. "Donna, I actually feel that way."

"'Bob, I'm proud and very grateful to be your wife,'" Midge read hers next.

"'We've known each other since we were practically kids...'"

From the table at the back of the room, Hyde couldn't help but look over at Liz, thinking over Bob's words. She was smiling brightly at the couple, so happy, so innocent, so... beautiful.

"'So, we know all the good stuff...'"

"'And all the not-so-good stuff about each other.'"

"'I can't imagine feeling about anyone else this way the way I feel about you.'"

As Hyde continued watching Liz, observing her smile, he suddenly couldn't resist thinking about the day they first met. Eric, his new friend, had dragged him across the school yard, insisting he meet his twin sister. She was with Donna playing hopscotch, dressed in a pink plaid dress, complete with matching bows in her hair.

"Steven, this is my sister, Lizzie," Eric introduced them.

Hyde had held out his hand for her to shake. "Hyde. You guys can call me Hyde."

"Okay, Hyde. Nice to meet you! I'm Lizzie!" She grinned at him, just like she was now, watching a wedding take place before her.

They were all only five at the time, but Hyde knew, in that very moment they met, that she was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. And, for every day of his life since, he still believed it.

Bob continued, "'Because I love you. I always loved you, and I want to make you a promise.'"

"'No matter what happens...'" Midge added.

"'Good or bad...'"

"'I will always love you.'"

❁

The wedding was over, and Hyde led Fez and Liz around the almost vacant room. "You see, guys, you take all the partially consumed drinks and mix 'em together into one, giant uber drink."

"Hyde," Liz breathed, pulling a face at the sight, "That's disgusting. Think of all the random people's spit in there."

"Oh, lighten up, Lizzie." Hyde smirked down at her before holding up his final concoction. "In this case, I got a Tom Wallbanger bloody sunrise on the beach."

Fez grinned at the sight. "Cool!"

Liz looked even more disgusted as Hyde took a sip. "If you get sick from that, don't say I didn't warn you."

"What? You don't want to try some?" He asked, offering the glass in her direction.

"Get that away from me," she warned, pushing it back towards him. Despite it though, she couldn't help but lightly chuckle.

Hyde took another sip, keeping his eyes on her the entire time. "It's actually pretty good. Hey, Fez, why don't we get you another drink? I don't see Bob anywhere."

Liz's attention was drawn to the doorway, where Eric and Donna walked in together. Their arrival made her perk up. "Oh, there they are. Go on without me, you two. I'm gonna go talk to Donna."

"Okay. See you, Liz." Fez waved her off.

Before anymore could be said, Liz took off to throw her arms around her best friend with a smile. "There you are! I wanted to tell you how much I loved your vows."

"Hey, thanks, Liz," Donna said, a blush touching her cheeks.

"They were so beautiful," Liz continued to gush.

Eric couldn't help but smugly grin across the table. "Oh, they were beautiful, alright. Very beautiful. Yes, yes."

Liz shot him a look, but still chuckled. "What's up with you?"

"Donna!" Jackie huffed, stomping over to them. "One of your drunken uncles is touching me."

"Oh, no." Liz frowned, eyes flashing across the room. "Was Uncle Bert let out of jail again?"

Jackie continued to stare at Donna, her eyes narrowing. Suddenly, she realized something, and the situation with the uncle didn't even matter. "Oh my God. Oh my God! We need to talk, right now!"

"Why? What's going on?" Liz asked, getting dragged out of the house with Donna by Jackie.

"Not yet," Jackie insisted.

❁

"Alright... tell me everything," Jackie said to Donna, raising her eyebrows a few times suggestively.

Liz shifted uncomfortably from her spot on the front porch. "Can someone please tell me what's going on?"

Donna's eyes flashed to Liz before glancing away. Her face scrunched up in disgust as she muttered, "No..."

"Come on, Donna. We're all friends, here," Jackie urged. "Aren't we friends?"

"Well, yeah." Donna shrugged.

"Okay, then. So..." A smile broke back onto Jackie's face. "What'd it look like?"

Liz threw her hands up. "What are you talking about??"

"Liz, you need to learn to keep up," Jackie hissed. "Donna just had sex with your brother!"

"What? Ewww!" Liz immediately started to push herself to her feet. "No, I don't wanna talk about this."

Jackie reached up to grab her hand, pulling her back down. "Sit."

"Jackie, I'm not gonna talk about Liz's brother like this in front of her," Donna hissed.

"Okay, we'll come back to that one," Jackie agreed, waving her hand around. "So how was it?"

All Donna could do was shake her head, unable to look at either of them in the eyes. "Jackie, I don't really want to talk about it."

"Thank you. I appreciate that, Donna." Liz shot the youngest girl a pointed look.

"Oh..." Jackie's smile melted into a frown, ignoring Liz's comments. "That bad, huh?"

"No." Donna shook her head. "No, no. It was great." She took a longer than usual pause, subtly glancing at her best friend's disgusted look. "It just wasn't what I expected. I don't think we did it right."

As grossed out as Liz was, she suddenly felt intrigued. "Wait, is there a wrong way to do it?"

"Definitely not. This can only mean one thing, and one thing only—Eric's not good."

"It was more like... neither of us was good," Donna tried to explain.

Jackie drew in a breath, placing a hand on her friend's knee. "Donna, it's not up to the woman to be good."

"I don't know, Jackie. I mean, I love Eric, but when the moment came, it was just, like... awkward and weird..."

"This whole conversation is making me feel awkward and weird," Liz whined.

"Shush!" Jackie waved her off. "Continue, Donna."

Donna shifted nervously in her spot. "And... I don't know. I just felt so far away, you know?"

"No. But go on."

"I mean, during it, I just remember thinking, 'This is it. This is what everyone...'"

"Everyone what?" Liz asked.

Donna shook her head. "That's as far as I got."

"Oh. See, that's the problem," Jackie said, a smile returning to her face.

"That's not the problem," Donna insisted with a look.

"Oh, trust me. That's a problem."

"Okay. You know what, Jackie? Everything's fine," Donna lied, starting to stand. Liz followed her lead, wanting to get out as soon as possible. "Just don't tell anyone about this, okay?"

"Okay," Jackie agreed, turning herself to face away.

Donna shot her another look. "Okay??"

Jackie's smile disappeared for a split second. "Okay!"

"Hey, don't look at me," Liz said when the two turned their gazes her way. "I'm not talking to anyone about my brother's sex life, okay? In fact, I'm going home now to try and erase this whole conversation from my brain."

❁

Eric sat in the basement with Hyde and Fez, hands behind his head, smiling smugly. Hyde couldn't help but notice, but Fez was too engrossed in their TV show.

"Oh, I love this Scooby-Doo!" Fez said with a smile.

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