#fanfic bughead

[blackberry-beee]

Chapter 26- Until Then

The nine of them silently stood in front of Thornhill, looking at the house that they had all grown to think of as their home.

They were on their way to a new home. A new chapter in their lives. A new story that they’d get to tell their kids one day.

They had split up into girl’s cars and boy’s, and Betty stood against the hood of Jughead’s Jeep, twirling a lock of his hair between her fingers.

“Let’s hit the road, kids,” Joaquin yelled from the front porch. “We don’t want to hit traffic.”

Betty smiled at the chorus of “yes dad” that echoed across the driveway.

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It’s doneeeeeeeeee.

My baby and first true love!

Xx

Bb

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[blackberry-beee]

Chapter 21- Overture: So I Guess You (Want) The Vibe

“Hi guys!” she said cheerily. Then she looked in Betty’s direction and said, “hi Jughead,” with a blush.

Right. That’s why.

Betty heard someone snort in her periphery but paid no attention. Jughead pretended not to hear her and asked Veronica how much it was.

“We took care of it already,” Betty said in a calm voice.

“Oh, right,” Jughead said with a smile and kissed the top of her head. Betty stood on her toes again and waited for him to kiss her.

Which, of course, he did.

“Reggie, I didn’t realize you would be here too,” Ethel said in a strained voice.

“Um, why not?” Fangs asked her, making her jump.

“Well, why would he be?” she responded, her voice getting higher and higher at each word.

“We’ve been together for a little over a month now, Ethel,” Reggie said kindly.

Bless his soul.

“Fangs I didn’t know you were gay,” she said, trying to either dig herself out of or deeper into the hole she was already in.

“No one did,” they all responded at once. Jughead pulled two twenties out of his pocket and handed them to Sweet Pea to hand to Ethel. Then Joaquin and Kevin stepped forward to grab the rest of the bags, and they all turned away from her.

Was it mean?

Maybe.

Was she just… daft?

Definitely.

“That thing with Ethel on Sunday was so fucking weird, Betty said to Toni as they walked slowly down the hall. They were each holding neon fliers advertising tomorrow’s showing of Rebel Without A Cause at the Twilight drive-in. They were handing them out as they went, and Veronica and Cheryl were taping them to lockers on the other side of the school.

“I know,” Toni said. “Sometimes I feel like she has a snake fetish.”

Betty stuck her arm out and asked, “a what?”

“A snake fetish. We see it all the times. Girls who intentionally seek out Serpents as boyfriends or girlfriends or partners or just hook-ups because of the power they think it will bring them.”

“Oh my god that Jughead doesn’t believe in. Is that what we did?”

“Oh fuck no. If anything, it’s the opposite. You little Northside bitches got us all tangled in your pouty lips and extensive vocabulary.”

Betty stood there completely stunned. “I don’t even know what a vocabulary is!” she yelled.

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