In the Formans' kitchen, Laurie was standing at the counter folding her laundry. She insisted that she was home to see her family, not to do laundry and mooch some money off of Red.

"Oh my. Oh well, will you look at these!" Kitty exclaimed, finding a pair of boxers in Laurie's laundry basket.

Laurie nodded. "Yeah Mom, all the girls are wearing them."

"They are not!" Izzy said. Laurie shot her a look, making Izzy stand up a little straighter. "I mean, not all the girls. Just the, uh, cool ones." Eric walked through the kitchen door. Izzy breathed a sigh of relief, thankful the boxer conversation was over. "Eric, where have you been?"

"Yeah Eric, I called you five minutes ago." Red said.

"I was watching wrestling."

"Did you take those books back to the library like I asked you to?"

"Uh, yeah, I took 'em back."

Red's eyes narrowed. "Well then why did I see them in the backseat of your car?"

"Well I took them back to the car, which means that they're practically at the library."

"You know Dad," Laurie said. "I feel sorry for all the good kids who wanted to read those books. That's who I feel sorry for." Izzy laughed.

"Ok it's five books, a nickel a book, big deal, I'm out a quarter."

Red sighed. "It's not about the money, son. It's about the rules. And without the rules we might as well all be up in a tree flinging our crap at each other."

Izzy scrunched her nose. "Ew! Daddy, no."

"The library closes in a half an hour, so get your ass over there."

"Dad, you know all my friends are downstairs so-"

"They're downstairs?" Izzy asked. "Ooh, bye guys!"

-

That night at dinner, Red, Kitty, Eric, and Izzy were sitting at the table, but Laurie was leaning over the counter.

"Sit down Laurie, have some ribs." Kitty said.

"Mom, you know I'm on my water and yogurt diet."

Kitty sighed. "Okay. Well isn't this nice, my whole family together, mostly, having family fun 'cause that's what dinner's for, right Red?

"Okay. So, Eric, what happened at school today?"

Eric jumped. "Why? What'd you hear?!"

"What's wrong with you? I can't ask a simple question."

"Red, Red, you need some potatoes!" Kitty got her husband back on track by slamming potatoes onto his plate.

"Right. Um... Good job returning those books."

"Well yeah, I returned the books, even though it was kinda stupid."

"What?!"

Laurie grinned. "He said it was stupid Daddy."

"Ok, ok." Kitty laughed nervously. "Eric, what are you going to do this weekend?"

"Oh, me and the gang are gonna catch that wrestling match in Kenosha."

"Wait can I come?" Izzy asked.

"Yeah, Hyde already got you a ticket."

"Well no one told me!"

"I'm telling you now."

"Wrestling!" Kitty said, breaking the argument. "Oh well now isn't that something? Because a certain Mr. Red Forman used to wrestle in high school."

Red scoffed. "No, no, no, what I did then was real. That stuff on TV that's all an act."

"Oh I don't know. I bet if the two of you went together you'd really enjoy yourselves. Right boys?" Eric and Red started to object, but Kitty slammed her fists on the table, effectively silencing them.

"Okay." Eric said meekly.

-

That weekend, the day of the wrestling match, everyone was standing in the driveway, ready to leave.

"Jackie, what are you doing here? You hate wrestling."

"Michael likes it! And anything that Michael likes, I like 'cause I like Michael."

Kelso grinned. "Yeah, that's my girl." The two of them got into the back of the Vista Cruiser, Jackie on Kelso's lap.

"Oh barf." Donna said, turning to Izzy. "Wait, you don't like wrestling either. What gives?"

"I just like being included."

-

After lots of arguing over who was going to drive, it ended up being Red in the driver's seat, with Donna and Eric next to him. In the backseat was Bob, Fez, Hyde, and Izzy.

Originally Izzy was sitting on Hyde's lap as usual, but Red took one look at them and yelled, "Get your paws off my daughter!" Which made Izzy practically jump off Hyde. She preferred to be squished against the door than yelled at any further. Kelso and Jackie were the outliers, sitting behind the backseat, probably making out the whole way.

-

At the wrestling match, Izzy, Fez, and Bob were all sitting together. Izzy was going to sit with her father, but she couldn't bear to hear him bicker with Eric any longer. She'd much rather hear Bob complain about his own life.

"There I was sittin' in the kitchen, just sittin' in the kitchen when boom, she tells me she needs therapy. Midge and I had a beautiful thing Fezzie, then it all went wrong."

"Yeah Bob, women are hell. Why don't you grab us all a beer and we'll talk it over." Hyde said, resulting in getting hit in the back of the head from Izzy.

Bob grinned. "I can get you soda 'cause I know you're underage."

"Bob, this isn't about us. It's about you, and you need friends, and beer."

"Hey, how stupid do you think I am?"

"Why don't we grab a beer and we'll talk it over?"

"Ah, no."

"Well then Bob, you're on your own." Hyde said with an over exaggerated Bob Pinciotti accent. Hyde stood up, followed by Izzy, then Fez.

"Hey, I'll be right back." Izzy said to Hyde, heading over to Jackie and Donna. "Jackie, can I talk to you for a second? Donna, you too."

"Yeah, yeah, sure." Jackie said.

"Okay, what the hell is going on between you and Kelso?" Izzy asked.

Donna's eyes widened. "You too? I've been wondering that all damn day."

"Michael Kelso and I have made beautiful love."

Donna and Izzy looked at each other, before they both let out a loud "Ewww!"

"I mean..." Izzy paused.

"No, ewww." Donna confirmed. "Why are you being such a doormat?"

"Look, I have to be nice. Look, what if he gets bored now?"

"Bored? Jackie, he's gonna wanna do it again."

"So, what you're saying is I'm totally in charge."

Izzy shook her head. "Well, a relationship is an equal balance of-"

"No, no, no, I own him!"

"Well, Jackie I-"

"No, no. Thank you two." Jackie huffed, pulled her jacket tighter and walked off.

"So. They actually did it, huh." Donna said.

Izzy sighed. "Guess so."

"I, uh... have... have you ever, ya know..."

"Huh? Oh, god no. I've never even been kissed."

Donna's eyes widened. "Wait, what?! You've never-"

"Donna! Ssh! It's not something I'm exactly proud of. No guys have ever wanted to, I guess."

Donna just bit her tongue. "I, uh... I gotta go back to Eric."

Izzy looked confused. "Okay? I should probably find Hyde anyway-" she paused when she saw him sucking up to the guy working concessions. "Oh no."

Izzy walked over to Hyde, who was grinning widely. "Good evening Sir. My girlfriend and I would like a refreshing cola please."

"Wait, what?" Izzy asked.

"Just go with it." Hyde whispered.

Off to the side, Fez said, "And get me a beer, son," in a much deeper voice.

"Ok, Dad, sure! And a beer for my dad..." Hyde stopped when he saw the dude's face. "You're not gonna get me that beer are you?"

Fez walked over, ruining the bit (even though it had already been ruined.) saying, "What seems to be the problem, son?"

The guy just waved them off, going back to organizing the candies. Izzy sighed and took off her jacket, leaving her in just a plain t-shirt. She handed her jacket to Hyde. "You guys are working too hard." She turned to the concessions worker. "Excuse me? Three beers, please." And she lifted her top quickly, putting it down as soon as it was up.

The guy's eyes grew to the size of saucers. He nodded, going and grabbing three beers from the ice chest. "Please be on me- I mean! The beers! They're on me." He stammered.

Izzy just rolled her eyes and turned around, handing the beers to the boys and taking her jacket back to put it on.

Hyde's face was bright red. "You aren't wearing a bra."

Izzy shrugged. "I'm wearing a jacket now. You can't see anything."

"Damn."

"Izzy, will you please do that again? And again, and again, and-"

"No thanks, Fez."

-

On the way home, Hyde was quiet. Izzy fell asleep with her head on the window. When the car finally got back to the Formans' house, everyone got out of the car, but Izzy was still asleep.

"Izzy Bee, time to wake up." Hyde shook her gently, careful not to startle her.

"I'm up." She said groggily.

Hyde chuckled. "Why are you always falling asleep everywhere?"

"I am not!"

"We should keep track of how many times you fall asleep in a week."

"Eric already tried, my record was three hours once, during winter break."

"That's not a very long nap."

"No, I was awake for three hours." Izzy looked out the window at Jackie and Kelso laughing together.

"Man, they make me sick." Hyde said, watching Kelso and Jackie as well.

"I want that." Izzy mumbled.

"What, you want to boss someone around until they're just a shell of a man?" Hyde joked, then his face got pale. "Y- You don't want that, right?"

Izzy laughed. "Not that. Just... they're so in love."

"They're not in love. Jackie's like twelve, she doesn't love anything except dolls."

"She's only a year younger than us, doofus."

"Eh, my point stands."

"Okay, sure." Izzy looked at Hyde, studying the way his jaw clenched. He did this when he was thinking really hard, or about something really important. "You wanna go hang out in the basement? I made some brownies earlier and no one else is gonna eat them."

"Ooh, brownies?" Hyde asked, a mischievous grin on his face.

Izzy hit his chest lightly. "Not that kind of brownies! Come on." She opened the car door and got out, followed by Hyde. They headed down into the basement, sitting on the couch. Izzy had brought down the tray of brownies, and set it on Hyde's lap as she joined him. She rested her head on his shoulder and grabbed a brownie.

"Hey, d'you want to try your hand at the circle sometime?"

Izzy looked up at Hyde. "Actually? You guys have never invited me before."

"I think it's time you learn the ways of the circle, young grasshopper." He said, smushing her cheeks.

"Shut up." She laughed. "I'd love to."

"Really?"

"Hell yeah!"

"Okay, but Forman might try and keep you from doing anything."

"He always does."

-

A few minutes later, after starting an old Star Trek episode, Izzy started laughing again.

"What is it this time?"

"I'm scared now!"

"Of what!"

"The circle! What if I don't do it right?"

"I'll help you out, Izzy Bee. I always do."