Back in the bar...

[jackie-fever.livejournal.com]

Jackie comes into the bar with her head down, a hot pink beret pulled across her ebony locks. She seems to be busy as she fiddles around in her suede purse. As she walks forward she glances up and lets out a gasp. "Why am I here AGAIN?" She spins around and gazes throughout the room, exasperated.

She sighs and sinks into a chair at the far end of the bar. Maybe Michael would show up and talk to her. Or anyone for that matter. Why wasn't anyone talking to her? She's a cheerleader, after all.

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[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

Oh
Good
Lord
In
Heaven
NO.

Hyde's recently come down the stairs and is sitting at the other end of the bar with a Satan's Cherry Pop and a cigarette. But no longer - now he's on his feet, pop in hand, and is staring at the cheerleader with the fiery gaze of Hell on earth. In space. Whatever.


{OOC: Heeeey, are you on AIM right now?]

[jackie-fever.livejournal.com]

"Hyde?" Jackie leaped to her feet. "Wow, I never thought I'd say this but thank GOD you're here." She crossed her arms and studied him for a moment. "Wait a minute, why are you here?"

{ooc: I'm not right now, I keep running back and forth between the computer and piles of homework. I might be on in a little while though!}

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

Hyde points the fiery finger of death in at Jackie.

"YOU."

Then the finger points to the door. "Get out of my bar!"


[OOC: That's cool. We'll play it by ear. ;)]

[jackie-fever.livejournal.com]

Jackie gasped at his forwardness. "YOUR bar?" She looked around at the people casually chatting and sipping on drinks. "Since when have you owned a bar?" She sighed. "And believe me, I don't want to be here. Just look at how dirty it is. But it's like I keep ending up here."

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

"Well, Jackie, you could always..."

Hyde takes a step forward with every word, and the last one is exasperated.

"...leave!"

[jackie-fever.livejournal.com]

Jackie's eyes grew wide. "I don't have to go anywhere. Besides, I can't leave. I'm waiting for my dad. He told me he'd take me shopping after his business meeting is done. And he should be picking me up at any minute." She checked her watch. "Have you seen Michael?"

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

Hyde regains his cool, folding his arms and affixing the li'l princess with a long, even stare. And a bit of a knowing smirk, if still bitter.

"You don't know where you are, do you."

[jackie-fever.livejournal.com]

She looked around. "From the looks of things, I'm in a really nasty bar." She paused. "They do have good hot cocoa though." Silence. "You know Hyde, I didn't know you hung out at bars. I thought you usually kept to the basement. Considering you're ALWAYS there when I am." She folded her arms and looked at him, eyebrows raised.

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

"Jackie, I've been hanging out in bars since I was about eight years old. Family tradition."

Hyde bobs his head. Those little curls bob too. It's only natural.

"You're not gonna like it here, Princess. Better escape while there's still time. Before the monkeys come."

[jackie-fever.livejournal.com]

"Monkeys?" Jackie wrinkled her nose. "Ew.."

After a moment of emotional changes from what looked like disgust to acceptance, she set her purse down and settled down in a chair. "Well for your information I'm not going anywhere. I want some cocoa and I have to wait for my dad. You can't make me leave." She smiled smugly at him and ordered a hot cocoa from the bartender. Extra whipped cream. And maybe even some cinnamon.

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

"You're at the end of the universe, crackerjack. Daddy can't protect you from the machinations of the alien governments that patrol this place with an unwavering gaze."

Hyde narrows his eyes at her. "So wait a second - you just, like, wandered in here?"

[jackie-fever.livejournal.com]

She narrowed her eyes at him as she sipped her cocoa. "No. I didn't." Her expression changed to that of confusion. "In fact, I was going into this cute little boutique, you know..the kind that sells all sorts of fashionable clothes from Europe! I like to keep ahead of Point Place people. Because, no offense...but most of them dress like hobos." She adjusted her beret. "But as I was saying, I came into the boutique and it didn't look so cute anymore. It looked like this." She looked around, her dark curls (perfectly in place, might she add) swinging around her face. "It's kind of weird really."

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

Hyde points at her accusingly. "Okay. And Kelso didn't give you any of my special bud to smoke before you got here, did he? 'Cause if he did? I'm gonna kill him."

[jackie-fever.livejournal.com]

Her eyes grew wide. "Ew, Hyde. I'm a cheerleader. I don't smoke." She slammed her cocoa down on the table, suddenly realizing what he meant. "You mean Michael smokes?" She looked at him disbelievingly. "I don't think so. He never told me that."

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

Hyde's smile gets pretty devious. "And you thought his intelligence was totally natural."

Hey, this not-being-in-Point-Place-with-Jackie thing might work to his advantage after all.

[jackie-fever.livejournal.com]

"Michael is not dumb." Jackie waved her finger at Hyde, her expression growing angry. "You're just a bad influence on him." She fell back into her chair, folded her arms and glared at him.

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

Hyde raises his snarky eyebrow. "No, Kelso's been a bumbling pantsless wonder since way before you met him. If anyone's a bad influence on him, it's you."

[jackie-fever.livejournal.com]

Jackie gasped. "Hyde, you take that back right now!" Her eyes had turned fiery and her finger was pointed in his face once more, manicured tip inches away from his trusty sunglasses. "I am NOT a bad influence. Michael hasn't been happier since I've started dating him."

[jackie-fever.livejournal.com]

*couldn't {ooc: oops}

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

Hyde is Zen and aloof, even with a scary Jackie finger in his face, but his features are angry despite the soft sarcasm in his voice. "Yeah, especially now that you and Kelso are 'doin' it.'" He uses air quotes for that phrase and everything, and throws a bit of Kelso-esque enthusiasm into the mix.

[jackie-fever.livejournal.com]

"We are NOT doing it." She took her finger out of his face and placed her hands on her hips, looking up at his face. He was hard to read, with those sunglasses always blocking his emotions.

"God, now I know why Michael never uses more beautiful terms to describe beautiful things. It's because of you and the rest of his scummy friends." She shuddered.

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

Hyde actually laughs, albeit not so nicely. As annoying as she is, Jackie amuses him nearly as much as Kelso at times.

"Great. So now that we've got that out of the way, will you leave my bar and never come back?"

[jackie-fever.livejournal.com]

"I'm not leaving." She sat back down and began sipping her cocoa. "In fact I'm really comfortable. And I'm not going anywhere until you tell me where Michael is."

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

Hyde looks incredulous. "How the hell should I know where Kelso is? He's probably...playing with dogs or something. Christ."

[jackie-fever.livejournal.com]

Her dark eyes dug into him like claws. "You know what I think, Hyde?" She crossed her arms across her fur lined jacket. "I think that you're lying to me!" She emphasized the last three words and her face grew angrier.

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

"Jackie, I am not my Kelso's keeper." Hyde continues to look incredulous, and in a strange, unconscious mirror of Jackie, has also crossed his arms across his chest.

[jackie-fever.livejournal.com]

She made a sound of annoyance. "God, you're probably too stoned to know what I'm saying anyway." She finished off her hot cocoa. "I'm leaving, Hyde!" She pulled her purse over her shoulder and stomped off, her clogs pounding against the floor as she went.

But as she reached the door, she turned to look at him. "I'll see you later." She smiled. She left.

[impulsivekid.livejournal.com]

Bart zips past, then zips back, waves.

"Hi!"

[jackie-fever.livejournal.com]

Jackie looks at him. "Hi," she says back. If this is a bar, why are there so many kids in here?, she thinks to herself. Regardless, she waves at him.

[impulsivekid.livejournal.com]

Bart high speeds to the other side of the table, looks at her, then super speeds back.

"I think thats where we're at, yes."

[jackie-fever.livejournal.com]

Jackie's eyes watch him as he travels by. "Why are you here?"

[impulsivekid.livejournal.com]

Bart ponders this

"Because Violet wanted me here. I think thats how it works anyways."

[jackie-fever.livejournal.com]

She nodded. "Oh. Well, I'm not sure why I'm here. I was just waiting for my dad and I wandered into this little boutique and for some reason I ended up here again."