"forman, this doesn't make any sense. i'm out of brownies, but i should have more money." hyde said.

"let me see." isabella said.

"hyde, that's dirty money. there's never enough." eric said.

"no, he's right. there's not enough money here with all the brownies that were sold." isabella said.

"no, man. it's like i lost an entire tray of brownies." hyde said.

"wait, what kind of brownies did you lose, hyde? were they regular brownies?" eric asked him.

"they were special brownies." hyde said.

"oh, god." isabella said.

"ah! where was the last place you had them?" eric asked him.

"in the oven." hyde said.

"in my mother's oven?" eric asked as the three of them ran into the kitchen.

when they got there, they saw kitty, red, bob, midge, david and mary eating them.

"oh, now, steven, your brownies, they were a big hit." kitty said laughing.

"great." isabella said awkwardly.

-

"dad you sold my car? how could you? just what in the hell were you thinking?" eric said.

the teens looked at red and they could tell he was stoned.

"i thought i was helping, because you're always saying how you need money." red said.

"for gas! for the car!" eric said.

"calm down, eric." isabella said.

"don't yell at him. to be honest, red, we're a little disappointed." hyde said.

"i'm not gonna be running any more errands for you, pal." eric said.

"how could you just sell the car?" isabella asked him.

"you should've checked with us first, red." hyde said.

"you know how many times i rotated those tires?" eric asked.

"yeah, you know how many times eric rotated those tires?" isabella asked.

"you're not supposed to take things that aren't yours." hyde said.

"i had stuff in the backseat. now that's all just gone, mister." eric said.

"right, i think he's had enough." isabella said.

"forman, it's okay." hyde told him.

"no, it's not okay!" eric said.

"look, red, who did you sell the car to?" hyde asked him.

"i sold it to a guy named... peter. peter... cottontail. hopping down the bunny trail hippity hoppity easter's on its way." red said and began to sing at the end.

-

hyde, isabella and eric went to sit in the basement when donna walked in.

"eric, i was just talking to jackie, and-" donna began but got cut off.

"donna, not now, okay? see, hyde? i asked you not to make special brownies, but did you listen?" eric asked him.

"well-" hyde went to say but got cut off.

"exactly. you didn't. you were just so smart. what were you thinking?" eric asked him.

"i-" hyde went to say but he was cut off again.

"yeah, that's it. right. that's the problem. you weren't thinking. now my folks are fried, and i got no car." eric said.

"pretty sure my parents are fried, too." isabella said.

"wait a minute. brownies? your parents are-" donna began but eric cut her off.

"hey, donna... keep it zipped. okay? guess what, buddy? there's a lesson in all this. you know what that lesson is?" eric asked hyde.

"the lesson is-" hyde began but once again was cut off.

"all right, why don't i just tell you what the lesson is? you dance with mary jane, you get your toes stepped on, that's right. consequences, my friend. yeah, consequences. now my car is gone, red's high as a kite." eric said.

"red's high as a kite?" donna asked while laughing.

"okay, miss smart mouth, shut it. okay? be quiet." eric said.

"i remembered who i sold the car to." red said coming downstairs.

"who?" hyde asked him.

"i don't know, but i remembered." red said.

"ah, jeez." isabella said.

"no, wait! red! red! think!" hyde told him.

"wait! maybe his name is on that check he gave me!" red said.

"yeah! maybe it is." hyde said following red upstairs.

donna started to laugh while eric mocked her.

"your parents has the brownies, too." eric told her.

donna shot up from her seat and she ran upstairs.

"i'm gonna get my parents home and bring them to bed." isabella said before leaving.

eric, hyde and red ended up getting the car back and the parents never found out about the special brownies.

isabella called donna when she got home to make sure that her parents were okay.

"so, bob and midge sleeping?" isabella asked as donna chuckled on the other end.

"yeah, fast asleep. what about david and mary?" donna asked her.

"oh, yeah. they're sleeping like babies. oh, sorry i missed the movie." isabella replied.

"oh, my god. you'll never guess what happened while we were there." donna said making isabella curious.

isabella always loved chatting with donna. sometimes it was exhausting with jackie around. with donna, isabella felt like she could talk about anything.

"spill it, pinciotti." isabella replied back as she flipped through her magazine.

"so out of nowhere, fez started making out with jackie!" donna said making isabella drop her magazine.

"what? no way! what did kelso do?" isabella asked her.

"well, naturally, kelso socked fez in the face. but do you wanna know the best part?" donna asked her.

"uh, yeah of course i do." isabella replied with a chuckle.

"when jackie and i went to my house to talk about it, she told me that it was the best kiss of her life." donna said which shocked isabella a little.

"oh, my god! you're kidding." isabella replied.

"wish i could make it up. you should've been there." donna replied.

"bella! get off the phone. i want to use the line but you're hogging it." bryan shouted from outside her bedroom.

isabella rolled her eyes and decided she'd end the call with donna to not cause an argument with her brother.

later that night isabella went to get a glass of water before bed and she laughed when she saw her parents eating a ton of snacks.

she could never tell her parents about the pot brownies.