Jonathan and Steve walked into Robin's uncle's house where Nancy, Vickie, and Robin were waiting for them.
Jonathan: For the last time, you're not naming it "Bopper!"
Steve: *scowling* I don't see why the hell not.
Jonathan: Because it's a ridiculous name for it!
Robin: What does he want to name?
Jonathan: *Blushing* He wants to name my - you know. . .
Nancy: *laughs* Your dick?
Robin: Oh my god! Is that what you've been talking about eating?! I thought you found the recipe after trying to figure it out since they discontinued them. Steve Harrington, you've been proudly talking about eating Jonathan's dick! I swear to God, I'm going to kill you! We never need code words for sex before why would -
Vickie: It's okay, Steve. Robin and Nancy won't let me name their boobs either.
Steve: You get me. God, I missed you.
Jonathan: I don't care if you name it. Just not that. It rhymes with Hopper.
Steve: Oh. . .oh, shit, yeah, no, definitely not then.
Robin: By the way, from how much you talked about it, you've gone down on Jonathan a lot.
Steve: *scoffed* I like taking care of my man.
Robin: Oh, like I don't like taking care of my girlfriends. I have two! Two!
Jonathan, Vickie, and Nancy watched as the two best friends bickered.
Nancy: *laughing* That didn't last long.
Jonathan: Why do they have to make it a competition to see who's the better partner?
Nancy: Don't you know, Jonathan? We fell in love with crazy people.
Vickie: *giggling* We wouldn't have it any other way, though.
The three continued to watch the two argue, this time with fond smiles on her faces.







