An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
This was supposed to be a 10 chapter, 50k word fic. I have written Chapter 11 and THAT is the middle of this story. Chapter nine takes place over Christmas. Maybe things aren't so great in the world of Bughead and Varchie... Maybe a shared love of Japan and Manga speaks volumes. Also, sad things happen.
Archie explained a lot of the plays, especially on the replay so she could understand the formations better. But, as the third period continued, his attention to teaching wavered to non-existent. Veronica, barely watching, made a series of Popchats with inane filters like turning herself into a dog or a fish.
Bored, huh? Jughead sent a reply to the abundance of bored pops. How do people watch this? Love of the game? What are you doing? Hanging out with Betty? Close… I’m at the Register hanging out with her parents. Why?
“What?” He said with mock offense, looking around the room before peering at her directly. “Attending a Christmas party for city employees in a polyester covered banquet hall?” They both fought the smiles appearing on their faces. “It’s totally on my bucket list!” That cinched it. Laughter shook their shoulders as they let themselves finally acknowledge the absurdity in their lives.