Alternative That 70s Show

Water Tower

Oh my God," Jackie smiled, "From up here, Point Place looks just like Paris."

They were currently on the water tower, the guys standing up on the railing to paint their graffiti on it, while the girls sat down, their legs hanging over the edge of the metal platform.

"You think that looks like Paris?" Donna asked incredulously, "God, no wonder you think Kelso could be a model."

"Whoahoa, I could so be a model," Kelso said.

Hyde gave him a stupid look, "C'mon, man, just shut up and keep painting."

"It's done," Kelso said, hopping off the railing, the rest of the guys following, the girls standing up next to them.

"Gentlemen, we've finally done it," Eric grinned, "A pot leaf on the water tower."

"This is the proudest moment of my life," Fez said dramatically.

"It doesn't look like a pot leaf," Hyde said, and Kelso jerkily turned to him, eyes glancing back and forth between Hyde and the green painting, "It looks like a hand giving the finger."

"Well," Kelso stuttered, "It doesn't hafta look perfect, Hyde, it's art."

"Get up and make it better," Hyde ordered.

"Fine," Kelso muttered, climbing onto the railing, following Hyde's directions.

"Yeah, just make it wider right out there. Out further, though."

Kelso followed the direction Hyde pointed to, neither of them paying much attention to their surroundings, and before Kelso could even lift his paint brush, he slipped backwards, falling right off the tower, the sounds of his crash echoing through the woods.

"Kelso!" Everyone cried out, but it seemed Hyde had a bit of a late reaction, still looking at the painting. He slowly turned, leaning his hands on the railing to look down.

"Oh, man, Kelso!" He shouted.

A small pause.

"How's it look from down there?"

"Steven!" Jackie scolded, smacking his arm.

"It looks like it's giving me the finger, man!" Kelso voice yelled up, and Hyde nodded his head at the rest of the group, his lips pursed smugly.

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"Guys, this is so stupid," Jackie said as they walked into the Forman living room through the front door, Kelso holding onto his now pink-ish, slightly swollen wrist, "We should just take him to the hospital."

"No, Jackie, then my dad'll find ou-ahaa!" Kelso cut off the rest of his sentence with a yell of pain as he had unthinkingly waved his injured wrist. He pouted at his injury, taking a seat on the couch.

Hyde rolled his eyes at that, taking a seat on Red's lazy boy, Jackie settling sideways onto his lap; Donna took a seat next to Kelso, taking his wrist and massaging it, checking to make sure it wasn't broken, Fez taking a seat next to her.