#fez and sherri

[albertbutyoucancallmebert]

@detective-fez

(prev) He trotted along, his eye fixated on the array of tech he barely recognized, yet it all intrigued him. Once he arrived at the machine he was confused, studying it. Once Sherri Jr gave him the hint, he raised his lid, placing it where she instructed. He stepped backwards and watched it with anticipation, the contraption wasn’t the weirdest thing he’s ever come across, he was a Detective after all, but it was obviously beyond extraordinary, yet the abundance of cybernetics must have been an everyday occurrence for Bert and Sherri Jr.

Sherri Jr. excitedly closed the shutter, turned some knobs, then pushed a button. The machine hummed for only 10 seconds before a singular BANG sounded off from inside, then turned off. Sherri nonchalantly opened the shutter again to reveal a perfectly puffed out bag of popcorn, fragrant with butter smell. 

The lab door slid open and a very frazzled Bert came rushing in. The loud bang sound and the sight of another watchdog who wasn’t previously there made him tense. But once he took a moment to identify the watchdog as Fez and that the sound came from making popcorn, Bert let out a very deep, very relieved sigh. He was carrying a bag of what sounded like glass bottles and set it on the table before approaching Fez.

“Ah! You must be Fez! Welcome. I see you are making fast friends with my Sherri Jr.”

[that90sgifs]

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[fuckyeahgoodomens]

Hey ! ❤️ sorry to bother you but I can't find the post where there was a list of all the scenes that were improvised in Good Omens. If you happen to find the post, or to know the few scenes that were not in the script, I will be so grateful 🥹

Hiya! :) Improvised scenes (haven't seen the post I'm afraid :)<3):

In the First Season:

The end of the bench scene in the dinosaur park

Shadwell's "Sergeant Pepper" when he meets Crowley

In the Second season:

Crowley ordering the sherry

Aziraphale hugging the tumour jar

Crowley's Flower of Scotland

Furfur mispronouncing Aziraphale

Crowley goofing with the fez in the magic shop

[albertbutyoucancallmebert]

When Fez peeked into the lab, there was no sign of the scientist he was looking for. There was, however, a certain large rat sitting on a table staring back at Fez with three wide eyes. 

Sherri Jr. was alarmed. Bert must’ve forgotten to lock the door when he said he was going to grab something. He also told her he was expecting a visitor, and if this gumshoe-dressed watchdog was that visitor, it was awful rude of him to just waltz right in!

Sherri Jr. hopped down from the table and cautiously approached Fez, the fur on her back raised. She circled him as she sniffed and twitched her antennae. There were no signs this guy was one of those rotten Glornists, so she calmed down a little bit. However she was still determined to keep a close eye on him until Bert got back.

…Although, she couldn’t stop glancing at the tantalizing bags of popcorn in his arms. 

@albertbutyoucancallmebert

Fez did his signature but unstable trot down the hall towards Bert’s laboratory, if he read the bulletin board correctly, it should be in the direction he decided to go in. He sported his usual uniform since he had gotten out of work only a moment ago, snagging a few bags of popcorn from his cruiser that he always kept there. 

He allowed himself to have a break, which was odd because he had only a few hours of sleep to accompany him the night before because of his job, not to mention he was still awake now. His internal clock was screwed, but he definitely needed some down time. Remarkably, he wasn’t terrified out of his gourd, most likely due to his sleepiness. Once he arrived at the door he memorized, it slid open without him having to knock which caused him to raise his lid a tad, his reflexes weren’t in working order, which was bizarre since he jumped at anything.

He peeked inside the lab, curious.

“Albert?” He called, stepping inside.

[agsbf]

Death No More

Stardust Crusaders x Isekai! Leitora

Capítulo 17: Sentimentalismo Pré-Batalha

Capitulo Anterior - Masterlist

A verdade seja dita, quando o platinado te olhou de volta, a respiração dele engatou na garganta, o oxigênio escasso para o corpo. Polnareff nunca se considerou apático, pelo contrário, sabia o quanto sua feição entregava como se sentia em qualquer momento, mesmo assim imaginava ter escondido bem suas intenções ao grupo. No entanto, ao cruzar o olhar contigo, a posição reclusa construída parecia desmoronar.

À primeira vista, não havia nada em sua figura que justificasse o pânico no europeu, o rosto da garota o dedicava uma expressão gentil, semelhante à recebida por ele pelos funcionários do restaurante: nada muito animado ao ponto de exalar felicidade, nem indiferente ao ponto de indicar aborrecimento. Sua face revelava cordialidade, porém seus olhos contavam outra história, era como se enxergasse além das intenções – a pessoa por completo. Ele engoliu em seco, exposto, ficar pelado em frente a uma multidão o faria se sentir menos nu do que te encarar profundamente.

Você fez um joinha com os dedos, o julgamento que o rapaz pensou existir sumindo em questão de segundos. O platinado piscou, repetidas vezes, não tinha certeza se havia sido paranoico: Durante toda a vida, nunca imaginou matar alguém, exceto o assassino da sua irmã, talvez a sensação presente fosse relacionada a isso, pois era como um fora da lei cometendo o primeiro delito, onde as vítimas conseguiam vislumbrar as futuras ações do infrator, ou pelo menos o criminoso pensava que sim, embora todas as pessoas estivessem alheias.

Polnareff se obrigou a retribuir seu gesto, forçando um sorriso diante da inquietude. Nem você – ou qualquer membro do grupo – podia imaginar os pensamentos que rondavam na mente dele, entretanto bastava o jovem permitir o suor frio escorrer pela nuca e a semente da dúvida seria plantada no quinteto, surgindo murmúrios sobre a possibilidade de ser um lacaio, Star Platinum o transformando em uma polpa sangrenta em segundos.

O medo de Jean referente ao futuro combate não tinha relação com um temor à morte. Aos 23 anos não lhe restava muito a perder. Seus amigos eram inexistentes, em meio a correria da vida quando Sherry era pequena, a simples ideia de dedicar um tempo a si era um sonho distante, afogado nas responsabilidades em uma tentativa de continuar empregado, caso contrário perderia a guarda da criança. Agora, o platinado não tinha mais família. Tanto sua mãe quanto irmã estavam sob a terra, enterradas em Marseille – a cidade francesa cenário das memórias felizes das duas, embora essas lembranças outrora aconchegantes tragam um gosto amargo na boca sempre que citadas, uma recordação da crueldade do destino. A única coisa capaz de fazê-lo levantar toda manhã desde o velório de Sherry, era a fúria ardente pelo assassino, a promessa de vingá-la, não hesitando abrir mão da própria vida se necessário, a ideia de não conseguir realizar sua palavra sendo seu purgatório pessoal.

Dio possuía muitas características capazes de convencer pessoas a lutarem ao seu lado: boa aparência, carisma, riquezas. Ainda assim, nenhuma delas foi o desencadeante para Polnareff escolher servi-lo: O Brando tinha contato com diversos usuários de Stand, sendo a única pessoa com conhecimento suficiente para ajudá-lo a encontrar o assassino de sua irmã, essa sendo sua razão para se unir ao vampiro. De início, o francês estava receoso, não concordando com os termos do loiro: a ideia dele ser a causa de morte de inocentes era imoral, pois não o faria diferente do criminoso com duas mãos direitas, que o causou angústia; contudo, ao ter a mente tocada por Dio, algo em seu caráter mudou, nem o platinado sabendo a fonte.

"Não existe preço caro em troca de vingar sua irmã, não é? Junte-se a mim, Polnareff. Consigo lhe trazer a paz tão almejada."

Naquele momento, o europeu se enxergou pequeno, assim como se sentiu ao te ver.

[...]

—Com licença, podem me ajudar com uma coisa?

Quando o francês fez aquela pergunta, você já sabia o que esperar. A princípio, no anime, Jean se apresentava como um turista confuso, a dúvida do platinado relacionada ao fingimento, antes de se entregar durante o almoço. Sem surpresa, mesmo não ciente do plano do antagonista, o Kujo exibiu toda a sua educação:

—Você é burro de nascença ou maioria de votos? —Jotaro respondeu, subindo o tom de voz. —Não está vendo que estamos ocupados?

Polnareff arregalou as sobrancelhas, dando alguns passos para trás. A grosseria do homem o pegou desprevenido ao ponto de gaguejar desculpas, incerto sobre a forma de prosseguir. O grisalho interviu, olhando ao neto em reprovação:

—Não consegue ser mais gentil, Jojo?

—Seja empático, senhor Joestar. —Você interrompeu. —Seu neto sofre de uma doença chamada "Lobactus solitarium", é uma condição rara, onde se o Jojo agir com o mínimo de educação com alguém, o cu dele se explode em milhões de pedaços. —Sorriu, recebendo um bufo do ranzinza.

—A única coisa que prejudica minha saúde é ter que aturar a sua presença.

—Morre que passa, princeso. —Cruzou os braços. —Minha companhia só é apreciada por pessoas legais, nunca viu o Kaky reclamando, não é?

—Você deve tê-lo ameaçado de morte.

—Não me chamo Jotaro Kujo para precisar usar meios tão mesquinhos. —Retrucou, depois olhou para Polnareff, erguendo os lábios em simpatia, direcionando ao europeu uma expressão cortês:

—Ignore o irritadinho, nós tivemos uma viagem ruim. Do que precisa, meu caro?

O rosto do homem se iluminou, aquela sensação de desconforto ao te encarar sumindo enquanto conversava. Jean Pierre se permitiu relaxar os ombros, baixando a guarda, devolvendo seu gesto ao mesmo tempo que lhe dedicava uma feição de entendimento:

—Sinto muito por ouvir isso, mademoiselle (senhorita). —O usuário do Silver Chariot se inclinou para frente, demonstrando preocupação, antes de retornar a face usual. —Me chamo Polnareff, sou um turista da França, vim aqui para conhecer as maravilhas de Hong Kong, mas meu cantonês é praticamente inexistente. —Ele coçou a cabeça, desviando o olhar.

—Veio para um lugar do outro lado do mundo e nem se deu o trabalho de aprender o mínimo do idioma? —O protagonista estranhou.

—Jojo, não seja tão crítico! —Fingindo desconhecimento das intenções do antagonista, o defendeu. —Como uma estudante internacional, te garanto que só existem duas coisas necessárias para realizar qualquer viagem.

—Cuidado financeiro e organização? —Kakyoin opinou, mas você descartou o palpite, dando a resposta correta:

—Um cartão de crédito e um pique de coragem.

O Kujo soltou um suspiro, se recusando a dar uma resposta a uma tentativa de humor tão fajuta. Já o europeu franziu o cenho, não sabia se ficava grato pelo seu auxílio ou ofendido por de certa forma ter sido chamado de monetariamente irresponsável. Por sorte, não teve que pensar sobre isso por muito tempo, pois o Joestar retornou a conversa, colocando a mão no queixo, pensativo:

—Sabe, acho que posso te ajudar. —Em seguida o senhor sorriu, gesticulando a um trabalhador próximo, pedindo o menu. —Estive aqui várias vezes, sou quase fluente no idioma.

O protagonista e Abdul se entreolharam, arqueando uma das sobrancelhas, não acreditando na suposta fluência de Joseph; apesar de não verbalizarem nada.

Durante a saída do funcionário para pegar o cardápio na recepção, o francês pegou uma cadeira, colocando-a ao lado do idoso, se unindo ao seu grupo. O garçom reapareceu poucos minutos depois, trazendo o item e o entregando na mão do grisalho. O Joestar deu um aceno em agradecimento, antes de abrir o livreto de couro no centro da mesa, oferecendo uma tradução instantânea aos textos:

—Esse aqui é um Macarrão Wonton, ele lembra um lamen, só que possui bolinhos recheados de camarão e carne de porco. —Em seguida apontou em direção a mais um nome, agora olhando em direção a Polnareff. —Te garanto que sendo francês vai amar ou odiar essa comida, é uma torrada francesa, mas recheada com pasta de amendoim. —Logo após, voltou o foco a todos, decifrando mais escritas. —Esse aqui é um Tong Jyun, é um bolinho recheado com pasta de gergelim preto e servido com calda quente.

—O senhor sabe muito sobre a culinária asiática. —Jean comentou, gerando uma risadinha no usuário do Hermit Purple.

—Obrigado. Posso não ser o maior fã do continente que roubou minha filha, mas sou muito flexível com refeições, adoro comer coisas novas.

"Tomoko que o diga." Você pensou, um meio sorriso aparecendo, seu cérebro era um infeliz com essas piadinhas.

O garçom surgiu mais uma vez, segurando um bloco de notas e caneta, perguntando se já haviam decidido o que iriam comer. Joseph acenou a cabeça, apontando com o indicador a algumas opções do menu, o funcionário anotando de imediato cada pedido. Quando terminou, ele fez uma saudação antes de ir em direção a cozinha entregar a comanda.

Devido a chegada de um estranho no quinteto e o encerramento do tópico principal, um silêncio pairou na mesa, os integrantes em dúvida sobre como prosseguir a conversa.

Kakyoin respirou fundo, as íris girando ao redor do ambiente em uma tentativa de encontrar algo digno de virar assunto. Eventualmente, fixou os olhos em direção a um trabalhador segurando um bule de chá caminhando em direção a mesa. Devido a importância da bebida na colônia, costuma ser uma cortesia gratuita em restaurantes tradicionais ou populares, considerado parte essencial da experiência gastronômica.

—Sabiam que em Hong Kong servir chá tem relação com etiqueta?

Quando Noriaki era criança, por causa da ausência de amigos, dedicava parte de seu tempo livre aos estudos, sabendo de cabeça curiosidades culturais como essa.

O ruivo nunca admitiria em voz alta, porém na pré-adolescência comprou diversas revistas direcionadas ao público jovem com temáticas do tipo: "Como ser legal", "Guia de conversas" ou "Habilidades Comunicativas: Descubra os segredos para ser amado por todos". Não por ansiar ter o ego inflado ao saber do quão desejada poderia ser sua companhia, na verdade a situação foi oposta, o auto-isolamento mantido pela maior parte da vida gerou um reconhecimento sobre o quanto era desajeitado socialmente, ao ponto de no passado o jovem usuário ter prometido a si superar essa incapacidade, não por ele, mas para ser o amigo perfeito a qualquer futura pessoa que pudesse chamar de camarada. Agora o estudante esperava que esse conhecimento acumulado servisse de quebra-gelo.

—Servir chá representa um gesto de respeito e hospitalidade.

No momento que Kakyoin completou a frase, o trabalhador colocou 6 xícaras na mesa, despejando a bebida quente no objeto de porcelana, dizendo:

—É um chá de hibisco com limão, especialidade do restaurante. Espero que gostem, a comida deve chegar em breve.

Noriaki deu uma batida na mesa utilizando o indicador, recebendo um aceno do homem, antes do garçom se retirar. Quando ele foi embora, o ruivo explicou a ação:

—Esse gesto é uma forma de dizer "Muito obrigado" em Hong Kong. Aprendi em uma revista de guia de viagem.

—Bem informado em relação a diferentes culturas, além de educado. —Você sorriu, bagunçando o cabelo do seu melhor amigo. —Tirei essa amizade na sorte grande.

O ruivo não conseguiu evitar, um pequeno sorriso foi formado no rosto por causa do seu elogio.

—Certas pessoas poderiam seguir o exemplo e pesquisar antes de virem para o outro lado do mundo. —Jotaro disse.

—Ei! —O francês franziu a sobrancelha.

—Não fique ofendidinho, eu não citei nomes, mas se a carapuça serviu...

—Mande ele enfiar a carapuça naquele lugar, Pol.

O usuário do Hierofante Green tomou um gole do chá enquanto a conversa continuava. O sabor continha um sabor agridoce, algo que do ponto de vista de Noriaki, combinava com o contraste de emoções em sua mente:

Nenhum membro do grupo comentaria sobre o tópico, optando por não diminuir esperanças dado que as chances já se encontravam contra eles, porém devido a batalha assinada contra o Dio e os lacaios, acordar no dia seguinte deixou de ser uma certeza. Caso sobrevivessem até o combate final, só existiriam dois desfechos possíveis: a vitória ou a morte.

A consciência da possibilidade de um final trágico fazia Kakyoin engolir em seco, embora desistir nunca soasse uma opção: a lealdade aos seus amigos sendo um princípio inabalável. Ele sabia que em uma situação igual a esta, a seriedade se tratava de um atributo necessário para aumentar a probabilidade de sucesso. No entanto, assistir a cena que se desenrolava o causava um aquecimento no coração, presenciar os amigos conversando – e ser parte disso – transformava uma simples ida a um restaurante em um momento digno de ser guardado na memória de tão valioso, pois estava acompanhado de pessoas que amava.

Ao mesmo tempo que temia o futuro, ele sentia que poderia enfrentar qualquer obstáculo pelas suas amizades.

[soldado-bugado]

Resenha Resident Evil: Cidade dos Mortos - S.D. Perry.

Terminei de ler semana ante-passada, mas como tava no final do semestre da minha faculdade de letras, acabei usando o tempo mais para estudar e relaxar.

Além disso, no final da semana de provas peguei um resfriado. Agora to com nariz entupido e precisando entregar dois trabalhos até dia 2/amanhã.

Bom, mas fora tudo isso, posto aqui a resenha e minhas opniões do livro 3 da S.D. Perry. (E talvez aproveito para aquecer a escrita do trabalho que tenho de terminar.)

Começando, ja destaco que este foi o meu livro favorito dentre os três na qual li até o momento. E interessantemente, foi o livro que acabou me deixando em duvida pois teve certas partes, que me pareceram não muito desenvolvidas.

No geral como adaptação do Resident Evil 2 de ps1, achei maravilhosa, pois conseguiu dar uma leve profundidade aos personagens e conseguiu desenvolvê-los de um jeito na qual só um livro ia conseguir.

A narrativa é excelente, mesmo com as leves alterações que fez na história do jogo. Apenas achei que faltou explorar os ambientes mais a fundo. Como exemplo, os enigmas e chaves dentro do jogo tiveram apenas uma leve aparição, onde serviram mais como referência do que parte da história.

Em contrapartida a história foi divertidissima de ler, sendo toda a parte nova acompanhando a Ada Wong virando a joia do livro pra mim. E não podendo esquecer a Claire cuidando da Sherry, que sinceramente foi melhor que o jogo original e o remake.

De todos personagens, só o Leon me pareceu o menos desenvolvido. Não foi ruim, ele só não tinha muito a se explorar na história, e o que tinha, sendo todo o enredo com a Ada, acabou mais pesando para o desenvolvimento de personagem dela do que o dele.

Sem Spoilar muito, recomendo extremamente ler o livro. Principalmente se é fã do jogo e essencial se leu os dois primeiros livros. Da para comprar o E-book por uns 30 reais na amazon, além de ser um dos que ainda se pode conseguir fisicamente se procurar bem.

Spoilers e umas opiniões minuciosas minhas:

- O livro ia ser ainda melhor se tivesse 50 páginas a mais.

- O Mr. X, junto com boa parte dos mutantes do jogo tiveram um papel bem menor do que gostaria.

- Diferente dos livros anteriores, não tem praticamente nenhum enigma, e enquanto fez a narrativa fluir melhor, acabou tirando um pouco o aproveitamento do cenário. (Que talvez seja irrelevante, ja que os jogos ja fazem isso perfeitamente.)

- A Ada ganhando sentimentos e imaginando um futuro onde ela se casa com o Leon e vão morar no subúrbio americano em uma casa branca com cerca me quebrou muito rsrsrsrs. Principalmente que meu irmão brincou disso antes mesmo de aparecer ksksksks.

[einsteinsugly]

My version of T9S (not my verse), a total overhaul. Circa 1998-9.

Keep Gwendolyn "Gwen" Marie Runck (born 1983) and Nicole "Nikki" Maria Velasco (born 1982) as is, mostly, other than aging them down. Gwen is definitely bi, and Lucy may be, too (see below).

*****

Lucy Katherine Forman (born 1983):

Rename Leia, age her down and have a different actress play her. I have nothing against Callie's acting ability, but she just doesn't look like an ED kid, to me. I would also put a little more Donna in her, maybe a passion for writing and politics (I'd lean more into her being a smart Eric with Donna's interests). She's already part of the debate team, and she has more to bond with Gwen over.

For her parents, Eric's a history teacher, and Donna's a journalist who has just published a book. Lucy is still fairly sheltered, but she has her friends Jay and Will by her side. And her annoying little sister Lauren (born 1989), too.

*****

Jason "Jay" Michael Kelso (born 1982):

Change Jay's mom to Brooke, age him down, and lean a little more into his OG description. Plus, Lucy already knows him (very well), and so do RK. He lives in Chicago, too, with his parents and older sister Betsy. He quickly becomes bffls with Isaac, and they're way less annoying.

*****

Isaac Elliot Runck (born 1981):

At this pt, discard Nate. He's annoying af. Let's just say Sherri was never with Brian, and was/is always with Gwen's dad, Elliot. Since Gwen is younger, she has an older full brother. I'm going to name him Isaac. He's a smart kid with a goofy side. Lucy has always been attracted to Jay, but with Isaac around, she's not so sure. Isaac is dating Nikki, and they're way less toxic together.

*****

William "Will" Eric Hyde (born 1983):

Throw Ozzie away, stat. Anywho, Jackie and Hyde's son. He's a lot like his dad, but is a lot more open and has a bigger heart. He's gay, and is very nervous about coming out (everyone in his inner circle knows, though). He has a loud-mouthed, brash brother Jacob "Jake" (born 1987), who drives him nuts.

For his parents, Hyde proposed in Chicago, and they had a happily ever after. They're close to Eric and Donna, and to Kelso and Brooke. Hyde is a manager of both of Chicago's Grooves, and Jackie is a talk show host.

*****

For Fez, he has a successful hair salon in Chicago, and is dating a guy. He's not messing with Sherri, because Sherri is still with Gwen's dad, Elliot.

[that90sshowgoldencouple]

Unpopular opinions for that 90s show?

Thank you so much for the question! I don't get to talk about That '90s Show enough and love when I get to :D

I really adore the show. Like there's really not too much I would change, of course there are some things but they're not big enough to keep me from rewatching it several times.

I hope Fez and Sherri aren't together next season. They're kinda cute sure but I really loved the idea of Sherri trying to make it on her own, with Red and Kitty's help and I was kinda disappointed to see that dropped at the end of the season.

I actually really like the character of Nate and think he's really funny. Might be a bit biased but he was one of the first of the kids who made me laugh the most when I attended the first taping, so that's something I've kept in the back of my mind too.

Thank you again for the question! I really had to think about this one lol

My inbox is like The Forman House, it’s always unlocked and open! Stop in anytime 😀

[charlieconwayy]

i made episode descriptions for what i hope season 2 of t90s will look like!

2.01: Lake Giggolo

Leia returns to Point Place in hopes of exploring things with Nate, but is ultimately torn when she catches Jay with Nikki. Kitty convinces Eric to move home until Donna returns from her business trip.

2.02: Mrs. Fez

Jay and Nikki’s relationship goes public, causing a rift in the group. Gwen catches Sherri and Fez in a compromising position.

2.03: The Pre-School Graduate

When the gang goes to a 14+ club, Leia is deemed too young to get in. Eric tries to repair things between Jackie and Kitty. 

2.04: Sweet Sixteen

Leia’s birthday ends in disaster when Nate and Jay get into a fight. Ozzie meets a prospective love interest. Donna returns home for the party.

2.05: The Double Lie

Ozzie, Leia and Gwen sneak into a gay bar where they run into a surprise. Eric and Donna go on a double date with Jackie and Kelso.

2.06: Fatso Meets Ozzie

Leia tries to repair Gwen and Nikki’s friendship. Ozzie, Nate and Jay compete for a summer job at Fatso Burger.

2.07: We Were on a Break

Red and Kitty are put in an awkward position when Sherri takes off with Fez. Jay and Nikki get into an argument over Ross and Rachel’s “break.”

2.08: Alone in the Bedroom Across the Hall 

With Gwen and Nate officially moved in, Red bans Leia from seeing him romantically. Ozzie and Jay head to Pride.

2.09: Jagged Little Pill

When Nikki has a pregnancy scare, Leia contemplates going on the pill. Nate and Jay give Ozzie “the talk.”

2.10: Rebel Girl

Gwen skips town with a biker gang, and Red and Leia go after her. Nikki and Jay officially break up.

2.11: If God Was One of Us

Nate finds God. Leia and Ozzie attempt to cheer Gwen up. Jay and Red bond over cars.

2.12 

When Leia asks Jay to teach her to play guitar, Jay confesses that he wants to get back together. Nikki causes trouble for Ozzie at Fatso Burger. Gwen, Nate and Kitty are torn when Sherri returns home.

2.13: Kitty On the Couch 

A confused Leia weighs her options of Jay and Nate. Nikki and Gwen go to an Alannis Morisette concert. Kitty goes to therapy with Sherri.

2.14: The All Nighter

An unexpected hookup confuses both Nikki and Gwen. Leia and Jay run into Nate while on their date.

2.15: I Love Ice Cream

Kitty convinces Gwen to ask Nikki on a date. When Leia says I love you, she is less than thrilled by Jay’s response. Red takes on a bully for Ozzie. 

2.16: Hurricane Sherri

A hurricane forces the group to take shelter in the Formans’ basement, and forces Gwen and Nate to finally confront their mom. Leia avoids Jay.

[chenfordswopez]

Fez and Sherri moodboard

[albertbutyoucancallmebert]

@detective-fez

(prev) Fez blinked, Bert did mention there would be rats. He rubbed his eye beneath his glass, then adjusted it to ensure he wasn’t dreaming. “Oh! Good evening.” He yawned. “I didn’t mean to walk in so suddenly— I’m Detective Fez Daniels Manuel. Don’t worry though, I’m not here officially or anything, Bert wanted to watch hockey together.”  He followed her eyes towards the uncooked popcorn in his hands. “Oh, yeah, that. Do you want some? If you have a microwave that’d be helpful. Probably should have asked that before I came over.” He chuckled, glancing away and at all the tech which fascinated him. “Dang. Cool.” He smiled.

The lab indeed was full of neat tech, peculiar machines, and strange apparatuses. The left wall was covered in various monitors and screens, with keyboards and complicated control panels underneath. The right wall consisted of a long counter lined with cupboards. Multiple machines and appliances occupied the countertop, and dirty beakers and test tubes were piled in the counter’s sink. The back wall was what looked like one massive ant farm. In the middle of the lab was a table, with an apparatus of various tools hanging from the ceiling. 

When Fez asked if they had a microwave, Sherri Jr. perked up and started to walk further into the lab, glancing behind her as a signal that Fez could follow. She led him to a machine that looked nothing like a microwave. She hopped up on the counter and with her tail pulled up a metal shutter on the machine that revealed an interior chamber. She stared and blinked at Fez expecting him to place a popcorn bag in there.

[that90sgifs]

1x08 || 1x10

[winnie-the-monster]

A bit of a weird request, but could you do a best/fav ships poll for that '70s show and that '90s show? I would do it myself but I'm too nervous too, since I'm not really active in the fandom just yet

Here you go Anon

[thatseventiesbitch]

A while ago, someone asked you what you thought about the T7s gang doing circle as adults and being caught by their kids, so I was wondering if you could write something like that, i love how you capture the essence of the characters. ❤️🙌🏻

Thanks for the ask (and for that high praise!). This one turned into a full story, I think, rather than just a drabble, but I had a fun time writing it. If you have a prompt request, feel free to send it in here. 😊

If you'd prefer to read on A03: Full Circle

Fez and Sherri's Kitchen

"Thanks for the cookies and juice, and for the tour of my old place, Fez," Donna patted her friend's arm across the table and they all stood up, pushing back their chairs. "But we should probably get going. Chicago traffic is no joke."

"Well you can thank my lady love for the refreshments," Fez gestured around at their beverages with a smile. Then he cupped his mouth and said in a more hushed tone, "She still doesn't buy the right candy though, bless her heart. I have personal stashes all over the place."

Eric nodded. "I have the same problem with," he made a sound in the back of his throat and indicated Donna. "Yeah."

"What?" Donna frowned, annoyed.

"What is with all that sugar-free stuff you keep buying?" Eric raised his eyebrows. "Huh?" He scowled. "No one's eating that crap."

"Eric," Donna glared at him. "If you did the grocery shopping, we'd be living off of cereal and bacon."

He shrugged at her, like he wasn't hearing the problem. "That sounds like a nice life." She continued to raise her eyebrow at him, and now she crossed her arms tightly across her chest. She'd affixed him with a thousand-yard stare, and Eric began to back-pedal. "But not as nice as my life," he gave them both a tight smile and then set his arm around Donna's shoulders. She was stiff beneath his touch, and he sighed. "See ya later, Fez."

"I'll mail you some tootsie rolls," Fez hissed to Eric, and he nodded his thanks as they headed for the door.

They were nearly barreled over by an enthusiastic Michael Kelso before Eric could get his hand on the doorknob, however.

"Oh, great! You guys are still here!" he yelled spastically.

He entered the kitchen with the same chaotic energy. His police hat was askew, and he dug into his pants pocket with such verocity that it caused Donna to jump back and exclaim, "Whoa, Kelso!"

"No - I have a parting gift!"

"She doesn't want to see it," Eric said firmly, stepping between Donna and Kelso. "None of us have ever wanted to see it, Kelso."

"Not that," Kelso sighed, exasperated. Then he waggled his eyebrows. "Although Pepe has grown distinguished in his older age, Eric, and your wife might want to - "

Donna interrupted him with a hard punch to his bicep, and Kelso groaned just like when they were teenagers.

"What's your gift, moron?" 

"I thought you'd never ask." A cat-who-ate-the-canary grin stretched across Kelso's face, as he produced the small brown baggie he'd been rooting for in his pocket. "It's this."

Eric frowned. "Is that - "

"Oh yeah! I just confiscated it from some little punk down at the skatepark." He pumped his fist enthusiastically.

Eric crossed his arms. "Kelso, we can't - "

"Of course we can," Fez interrupted. He gestured around them. "We're grown-ups now. This is my kitchen." A playful gleam was in his eye. "Let's have at it!"

But Eric didn't uncross his arms. "Isn't this your new girlfriend's kitchen?"

"What's hers is mine," Fez shrugged. "Like those cookies. The $20 I borrowed last week. And sometimes I even wear her little lacy underwear, it just gives me that extra kick thr - "

"Okay," Eric clapped his hands together, cutting Fez off. He shook his head at Kelso. "The answer's still no, Kelso. We’re - "

"I'll do it," Donna shrugged.

"What?" Eric turned to her, stunned.

Donna ignored her husband's shocked reaction, and spoke directly to Fez and Kelso. "I just - I didn’t know how things were between you two after…” she trailed off uncertainly.

"They are better than ever,” Fez assured her. He came up to stand next to Kelso, and clapped his shoulder. Both men grinned at each other. "Now that I have Sherri in my life - and I see what a nightmare Jackie is to be married to - we have put our differences behind us." He wiped some fake sweat off his face. "I mean, talk about dodging a bullet!" Then he hastily glanced at Kelso. "No - ah, no offense."

Kelso put up his hands - none taken. He was laughing like an idiot. An idiot who might've already dipped into the little brown baggy.

"Wow,” Donna nodded, surprised and impressed. “It’s good to hear you guys worked out your differences.”

“The gang is back together, baby!” Fez proclaimed happily.

“Yeah it’s just like the old days,” Kelso agreed, a dopey grin on his face. He shook the baggie, and a rolled joint fell out into his palm along with a lighter. “So c’mon. We doin’ this, or what?”

Donna shook her head, bemused. “One quick one couldn’t hurt,” she chuckled.

"Donna - " Eric grabbed her by the shoulders now and shook her a little. "What are you doing?"

"Oh come on. We haven't done this in like, 15 years. Aren't you curious?"

"Exactly," Eric raised his eyebrows. "We haven't done this in like, 15 years." He watched in disbelief as she shook him off and took a seat at the kitchen table next to Kelso, who was now lighting up the joint. “We’re adults.”

"You don't have to do it, Eric," she pointed out, chuckling. Kelso handed her the joint, and she took a puff.

"Yeah," Kelso agreed. "Jackie always tells our kids not to feel peer pressure. Cuz they're way better than their peers, they're Kelsos." He gave a dopey smile.

Donna finished her pull, and then held the joint out towards Eric. He was still standing next to her. She quirked an eyebrow up at him. "You want it, or no?"

He hesitated only a moment longer before he broke. "Ugh," he grunted, reluctantly accepting the joint from her with stiff fingers. He slid into the open chair next to her. "Just... one… or… two..."

Unlike the others, he coughed heartily after inhaling the smoke.

"This - " he hacked. "T-this is awful!" 

But the euphoria was already setting in - it was apparent. For all of them.

"Do you ever think about the word 'moist'?" Fez asked the group. They all repeated it various times. "M-m-moooist," Fez drew out the word. "I just - I like the way it feels in my mouth."

"You know what I like in my mouth?" Kelso grinned. "Pringles." They all nodded. He followed it up with a dope-y grin. "Oh, and also boobs."

"Agreed on both counts," Eric nodded at him. He hacked again as he took his second hit. He glanced over his shoulder as he passed it to Donna. "Got any Pringles in here, Fez? What else does lady Sherri stock the shelves with?"

Fez scurried to the fridge and started pulling out random things. Hotdogs, a jar of cherries, a block of cheese. Then he ran to the cupboards and did the same. A loaf of bread, a bag of pretzels, a jar of nuts, cookies.

"You guys shouldn't be doing this," Donna shook her head, watching Fez wearily. "Don't take their food. She has a family to feed!"

But the guys ignored her. Kelso ate some olives raw from the jar, sticking them on his fingertips before eating them off one by one. Fez bit into a block of cheese, made a face, and then spit his mouthful out onto the countertop. And Eric was helping himself to a sleeve of Oreos.

“Ah, she won’t mind,” Fez waved Donna off.

“Yeah. She won’t mind,” Eric echoed, speaking around a full mouthful. Donna raised an eyebrow at him as he took his seat again, spewing crumbs everywhere as he piled his mountain of junk food high in front of him. He gave her a sheepish smile and then offered her the open baggie of cheese curds he held, a peace offering. “Want some?”

Donna rolled her eyes, but quickly seemed to forget her indignation and accepted a cheese curd. She dissolved into giggles after chomping down on one. “It squeaks between my teeth,” she giggled.

“So Fez, how long have you been doin’ Sherri, man?” Kelso popped a cheese curd into his mouth. “She seems nice.”

“Ai, so nice,” Fez agreed, dreamily. He took his hit off the joint and then passed it to Donna. “Nice hair. Nice skin. Nice feet. Nice butt. Nice - ”

“And you like other things about her too?” Donna prompted.

“I like everything about her, Donna.” Fez lifted a hand to his chest, sincere. He sighed happily. “I think she’s the one. You know?”

“The one for what?” Kelso asked dumbly.

“The one.”

“What one?”

“Kelso - ” Eric shook his head, exasperated. He plucked the still-burning joint from his fingers. “Like, the one. The chosen one.” He took a hit, and coughed. “You know, like Luke Skywalker.” He lifted his eyebrows at his poor, stupid friend, like the answer was obvious. “She’s a jedi.” 

Donna started to laugh, clutching her stomach.

Eric lowered his voice conspiratorially, ignoring Donna. “Fez, what color is her lightsaber?”

Kelso made a high pitched noise in the back of his throat. “She has a…?” he made a crude gesture with his hand, indicating his genitals.

Now Donna was laughing so hard she nearly tipped out of her chair sideways. She clutched the side of the table to keep herself upright.

“No, no, no!” Fez threw his arms out and waved them spastically, trying and miserably failing to direct his friends’ attention back to the topic. In all of the chaos, none of them heard the front door open or the herd of teenage kids filing towards them down the hallway.

A startled yell rang out across the kitchen a few seconds later - Gwen’s. “What are you doing?” Nate, Jay, and Leia stood just behind her at the door to the kitchen.

“Ai, no.”

“Is my mom home?” 

Gwen stalked across the kitchen towards their family’s new kitchen table. Her eyes were wide as she took in the joint, bewildered as they flickered back and forth between Fez, Kelso, Eric, and Donna, who all sat there with wide eyes and shocked, gaping expressions. “Are you smoking?” Then she whipped around and took in the scene at the breakfast bar, the food strewn across every available surface. She whipped back and zeroed in on Fez again, her eyes narrowed down into tiny, angry slits.

“Is that all our food? What are you doing?” she repeated.

“Ai, no,” Fez repeated with a gulp. He seemed to be stuck, just as frozen as the rest of them.

“Mom? Dad?” Leia’s arms were crossed, her brow furrowed as she stepped further into the room to stand in front of Eric and Donna. They both looked down sheepishly. “What’s going on?”

“Le-Le, we’re just… um… we’re…” Donna trailed off and glanced at Eric, looking for help, but he just shrugged.

“I don’t know. This was your idea, missy.”

She scowled at him. “Oh, my idea.” She shook her head and pointed at Kelso. “Officer Ganja over there brought the stuff - ”

“Dad. Is this true?” Jay frowned. He stood just behind Leia, his hands propped authoritatively on his hips. “You’re a cop. You should know better.”

“Well I - I,” Kelso stuttered. “It was really Fez’s fault. He’s the one who said we could do it here.”

“Both true,” Eric interjected. “This was really Kelso and Fez’s deal.” He clasped his hands together and looked at his daughter eagerly. “Look, Leia, I just want you to know…” he looked at her meaningfully. “I didn’t inhale. Okay?”

Donna and Leia both rolled their eyes.

“Where did you get this from?” Jay interrogated Kelso. “Was it those kids at the skatepark?” He shook his head and looked at Leia. “I told you, they’re bad news.”

Leia nodded in agreement. “I saw one of them by the gas station the other day and his hat was sideways like this,” she mimed what it looked like, tilting it in an exaggerated fashion above her forehead. She shook her head. “Hooligans,” she muttered.

Next to them, Gwen and Nate were grilling Fez with the same fervor. 

“Does my mom know you do this?” Nate asked.

“And can you get us some?” was Gwen’s question.

The adults, unfortunately, were in no state of mind to be answering such questions.

“Mom, we need to talk,” Leia insisted, frustrated.

“About…” Donna trailed off, losing focus. She stared at her daughter, squinting hard as she tried to think. “Your hair?” she finally guessed. “It’s so soft and fluffy,” Donna gushed, smiling at Leia. Leia brought her hand up to play with it, thoughtlessly. “What do you wanna do with it for school this year? What about layers - ”

“No,” Eric interrupted, shaking his head. “No, that’s not it. Leia, we need to talk about - ” but he frowned as he, too, seemed to forget.

“Your irresponsible choices?” Leia filled in for him, sucking on the front of her teeth in annoyance.

“That’s it,” Eric snapped his fingers, agreeing.

Next to them, Kelso laughed idiotically at Jay and Leia as he lectured him about the dangers of peer pressure and the effects of illicit drug use. He pointed at their heads, laughing until he was nearly crying at some sort of hallucination that must’ve involved the swap of their heads. Fez seemed entranced with the wallpaper beyond Gwen’s head, and he stared at it as if it was a movie screen with hypnotizing special effects. 

Giving up, Leia glanced at her friends wearily. “What do you think we should do with them?” 

Gwen lifted an eyebrow. She’d lifted the rest of the brown paper baggy from the middle of the table, and now she shook it lightly at her. “I say we take the rest of this bag-bag, and ditch-ditch.”

“Wait, so that’s - that’s it?” Leia frowned, glancing around the room at her still-stoned-as-shit parents.

“Oh no, Leia,” Gwen assured her, chuckling. She set her arm around her shoulder as they made their way back towards the Forman’s basement. “This is just the beginning of a wonderful new stage for you. It’s called blackmail. Come on, I’m gonna teach you all about it.”

The front door to the Runck’s house slammed shut behind the kids, and the kitchen was quiet once again for a few beats of silence.

Slowly, Eric started chuckling.

“Oh, man. I just had the weirdest hallucination.” He slapped the top of his knee, amused. “The - the kids walked in here and - ”

“That was real, dink.”

[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