Betty is picking Violet up from Riverdale Montessori when she gets a call that she had stopped expecting to receive years ago. She tries to remain calm while she talks to the social worker on the other end of the line. She says the word yes as many times as she can. Her voice wavering in a way she hopes the phone static cover up.
When she hangs up her hand is trembling. She calls Jughead right away. Navigating her emotions feel like a high wire act. On one side she’s devastated that Polly is dead from a drug overdose. On the other she’s glad that the Farm is no longer where Juniper and Dagwood will live.
There is also the cold hard fact that she hasn’t seen the twins for almost a decade, when the Farm was run out of Riverdale. In her mind they are still two pale toddlers, barely able to jump or combine more than two words.
They see the twins for the first time in over a decade in a sterile office that smells slightly of mold. The twins look every inch the belligerent pre-teens they now are, both focus their attention out the window.
On the drive home the twins make a break for it at a stoplight. Betty and Jughead capture them five minutes later in Pickens Park. Jughead has to fireman carry Dagwood back to the car. Betty has a tight hold on Juniper’s wrist. No one cries but everyone wants to.
At home Jughead keeps a close eye on them while Betty makes boils pasta. Neither twin has spoken yet, but Violet keeps talking to them, mostly about fairies and poop, which as far as Jughead can tell is something every three year old is obsessed with.
The twins don’t seem to mind too much and while they don’t answer her with words, they start responding with tongues and silly expressions.
That night Jughead installs a lock on the outside of the guest bedroom. They try to explain to the twins that if they run away, they might end up somewhere far worse than here, but the twins don’t respond.
When Jughead finally crawls into bed that night, his body weary, Betty is curled and crying on her side of the bed.
“We’re going to fail them.” She says once Jughead’s body is cradling hers. “Why couldn’t we have had them years ago?”
She knows living on the farm hurt them, she just doesn’t know how exactly. She may never know how if they don’t talk.
“That’s not how life works. We could still do some good.” Jughead says, pressing his lips to her forehead.
“I don’t feel ready to raise teenagers.”
“Is anyone ever ready to raise teenagers?” Jughead asks, and Betty laughs into her pillowcase, and then she cries some more. Jugheads hand a steading weight on her back.
Jughead is the one to enroll them in middle school the next day. Betty drops Violet off on the way to her work. She teaches second grade, and Jughead teaches fourth.
The next month involves both of them gritting their teeth in the middle school principal's office more than they ever thought possible. At home the twins have started to talk to them, mostly to utter four letter words ranging from shit to food. They are kind to Violet though, and Betty and Jughead take that as a good sign, they just wish it wasn’t the only one.
They are no longer the kind of family that goes on vacation or even for casual dinner at Pop’s. The twins are unpredictable outside the home. Still attempting escapes or offering up outbursts. Their lives become smaller, more regimented.
Cheryl offers to help, but after meeting with Juniper and Dagwood twice that help is simply a matter of money. Although as Betty reminds Jughead every month, every bit helps.
Slowly the twins start to open up. They learn that Polly didn’t raise them, because that is not how parenting worked at the farm. They learn that their closest companions were other children, ones they have no way of getting in touch with again.
Jughead takes the lock off the guest bedroom door. They start to be able to go to the grocery store and Pop’s with the twins without major outbursts.
Then during the second week of high school something that they thought repaired in Dagwood breaks all over again and he hurls a chair through a window in a classroom full of students.
Principal Weatherbee is spewing words like arrest and juvie when Jughead and Betty enter his office. Betty hears Jughead mutter under his breath “The hell if that will happen to my kid.” She takes his hand and squeezes. It is good that they know so many of Weatherbees weak spots.
Jughead ends up taking two days off work and going to the ocean with Dag, and when Dag confesses that the flare up happened after a fellow student through Polly’s history in his face, Jughead shakes his head, puts one hand against Dagwoods chest and says “None of that matters. Who gives a shit? I certainly don’t”. Dag’s fist un-clenches.
The twins survive freshman year relatively unscathed. By junior year both have good friends and grades. Juni has a boyfriend Jughead doesn’t approve of, but everything else is going well. They still adore Violet.
Whenever Jughead complains about the twins staying out to late or coming home drunk, Betty just says something along the lines of “At least they aren't burning down houses” and he shuts up. But they both know they are not their parents, that they are at least attempting to raise them right.
The twins don’t graduate anywhere near the top of their class, but they do graduate and go to community college, they get office jobs, and Juni eventually marries.
This was inspired in part by the incomparable SingSongSung’s series of head canons Bringing up Cult Babies. Although clearly I went a different route and am obsessed with the idea that Jughead and Betty end up with them later on.