Cherry Bomb.

it was just supposed to be a few hours at the part then he can go on to things he actually wanted to be doing. but of course where red hair was a wave of chaos must follow. he scoffed. “obviously the one who can get confirmation from their mother. unlike you im meant to be here. don’t you have your home to be locked up in? and what, loser is the best you got now, wow, you’ve really gone downhill haven’t you?” he asked still wondering why she was out and about after so long anyway. he figured she had some dark motive for it and that was only going to lead to more spiralling drama that she sucked up like fuel. the only thing…he had to make sure it wasn’t anything planned that could affect him in anyway. 

perhaps it was the fact pea honestly didn’t want to be dragged in jail, not for half the illegal shit he has actually done but causing a scene with cheryl blossom of all people he just rolled his eyes. “five minutes. and don’t go and say i never did anything for you, blossom. but if polly finds out and i get shit on for this expect your tires slashed and and shit fucked up.” he pointed out. and meant it too. the last thing he wanted was a damn lecture later on about letting her kids be around the wicked maple witch of the west. “and drop the crocodile tears act with me cheryl. by now you should know it’s never worked on me.” 

——        ▸▸ her eyes narrowed as she let her upper lip twitch in a slight scowl. she almost snapped . . there was a second where she let him have it. but those small hands squeezed hers, bringing her back. with a soft yet composed smile she blinked a few times in his direction. ❝ soon enough . . i won’t need confirmation from the woman that claims to be a mother. ❞ she bit back smoothly while tilting her head slightly. ❝ there are quite a few other names i can conjure up . . but they are not appropriate for these innocent ears. ❞ she softly smiled down to each of them. ❝ worry not why i’m out of my home . . if anything, you and others should worry about what i was doing while away. something to think about. ❞ she let her gaze turn back to him as she flashed an innocent smile. 

@bcmbshxll​ the new local forest boy had been exploring the area when he had picked up the familiar sound of an arrow wizzing through the air before loudly sticking into it’s target. he would follow the sound to the edge of the treeline and study the woman that was letting loose the string time and time again.

link watched for a good length of time to make sure he was sure of her skills and her style in case approaching her lead to an attack. he was sure of one thing though, if she was an enemy she would be a tough one. One hand clenched tight at his own bow before he released his grip and broke away from the treeline to approach her. he wasn’t huge on conversation or talking in general, but he did want to acknowledge her skill.

pea was happy to help polly when he could, she had a lot on her plate as a single mother and as his friend he found it nothing to take the twins off her hands and give her time at the house to straighten things in quiet. pe didn’t mind the flaming red haired devils either, as long as they listened. but the second he didn’t spot them running around the swings his heart actually did flip and before he knew it a sweat collected at the back of his neck. there was no way he was going to fuck up at watching children. 

but…when he finally spotted their red hair together and safe he eased up. not pleased by the third and even more familiar set of fiery locks coming toward him. 

“well, not creeping around a children’s park alone like you broomhilda. let me guess you are coming to snatch up a few kids for your afternoon snack?” he rose a brow and looked down at juniper and dagwood, reaching out his hands for them. “you know damn well  polly doesn’t want you around those kids, and i was told to be here with them,” he said. he knew over everything this was a bad look though, after all he wasn’t their family, she was a woman, and worse of all…he was a snake. it didn’t matter how many might have seen him with them before she arrived. no one would believe a serpent over a blossom. “cheryl, let the kids go before a problem starts.” 

——        ▸▸  to feel their small hands in her own was a feeling she never thought she’d have again. the way they looked up at her warmed her heart. it appeared that they missed cheryl just as dearly. she moved down to her knees, bringing them both in for a soft family hug. ❝ i have missed you both so much . . worry not. we will be together again soon, i promise. ❞ she whispered to the twins. soon, her plans for having her family back together would be in effect. if she had it her way, she would have taken the twins right then and there . . however, she didn’t want to frighten them. not only that, she did not want them to see her in such a light. 

to hear the rightful call of cheryl and not possibly a spector warning her to get out or run had been more shocking to her than she hoped but with a home as eerie as thistle house you can only think it were haunted. but cheryl was no ghost, instead, what daphne always thought looked more goddess like as she floated down the staircase. “you make an entrance as always, cheryl!” daphne had let out in an overly excited tone as she wrapped her arms around the fellow red head. 

“it was good, a few bumps when they sat me next to some large man who elbowed me the entire train ride and loudly talked about his next meeting.” she said only shaking her head. the nerve of some people; being so unpleasant. “but, other then that, i am here and all my things have made it as well.” which was an endless amount of purple luggage all made from the finest material. she did take cheryl’s hand though ans let her be led through the maze of a home. “i think it might take me a while to get used to this place. but i aso noticed riverdale has changed…it’s very…” gross? rundown? a hoodlums paradise? “out-of-sorts.”

——        ▸▸ the familiar arms around her frame gave her a sense of comfort. daphne always had this radiating warmth about her. when she walked into a room . . people noticed. while cheryl lacked in that light, daphne was one to shine like a diamond covered crystal ball. perhaps with her occupying the home as well . . there can finally be some cheer again. with the comment about making an entrance, cheryl simply smiled, pulling back only to make sure her flaming locks sat perfectly over one shoulder. ❝ would i be me if i didn’t cousin ? ❞ kissing both of the other’s cheeks ( as the french did ) she softly removed any remains of soft cherry scented gloss from her cheeks. 

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WELCOME TO RIVERDALE.  she drove past the sign i her shiny car and smiled but that only lasted when she drove about ten minutes in was that smile crushed by the sight of what used to be the town of prep. it definitely has seen better days.   “creepers.” was the famous words spoken when daphne walked up the driveway of the blossoms world known thistehouse. she stood at his doors and thought about knocking but was honestly so excited she just opened the doors. she waked into the dark entrance and had to admit, when she was told the blossom’s home was the scariest in all of riverdale. 

purple pumps patted against the floors as she called out, the place only seeming to be endless and more confusing the further that she spent looking for her cousin. “cousin cheryl? nana rose?” she finally called out. “it’s me, daphne!”

——        ▸▸ it was tea time in thistlehouse. chery’s favorite time of day . . she could relax in the sun room with a hot cup of english breakfast tea, with just a dash of honey and lemon to taste. as she held the daily paper in one porcelain hand, her eyes shifted to the date at the top of the page. ❝ could it be ? ❞ slipping her phone out of her silk robe pocket, she checked her calendar just to confirm. ❝ she’s coming ! ❞ she spoke quite excitedly as she folded the paper, placing it to the side. as if right on time, she heard the soft voice echoing from down below. taking no time, she made quick work of the stairs, her robe flowing behind her with every move she made. stopping at the end of the stairs she grinned, her full lips showing the pearly whites behind them.