#mar bit

Two Bit who wants nothing more than to be with her and seriously believes they can make it work even if they come from different classes and Marcia who feels trapped between her friends and social status and going after the man she clearly loves

Two doesn’t want to drag Marcia down from her respected soc status and no matter how many times she tells him she’s ok with it, he refuses to go on any actual dates with her. He doesn’t want to see all her soc friends leave her just because she’s around him. No matter how many times his heart shatters seeing her dancing around with Tripp or sitting alone at the drive-in.

Marcia is heart broken after he never calls her and just tells herself it was a passing crush, she has a lovely boyfriend anyways. No matter how many times her heart jumps when he passes at school or her breath catching in her throat when she sees him at a rodeo.

They meet again as adults, Marcia happily married and Two-Bit just trying to figure out what to do with his life. When they meets eyes Marcia lets out a gasp and Two-Bit smiles. that crooked smile that Marcia fell for. But those butterflies in her stomach have since dulled and she just smiles back. They catch up a little and Marcia uses the excuse that she has to go get the rest of her groceries for dinner and Two-Bit joking facade cracks a little bit. She’s happy and that’s all that matters.

After all, they would’ve just been high school sweethearts, right?

It was late afternoon at the Curtis house, and Cherry Valance was brushing her fingers through her newborn baby girls red curls that matched hers perfectly. She was reminding herself that she’s making the right choice. It had only been a month and Sodapop and Cherry were both happy for their new bundle of joy but completely and utterly exhausted. Kat had colic, BAD. So a night out was something Cherry only dreamed of— in between Kat’s short sleep windows. But she’d been planning this night out for weeks—her first evening alone with Sodapop since the baby was born—and she was both excited and nervous.

“You sure you’re okay with this, Marcia?” Cherry asked for the third time, her eyes full of concern as she handed over a packed diaper bag. “Babies can be a lot of work.”

Marcia, leaning casually against the kitchen counter, gave Cherry a wide grin and waved her off. “Come on, Cherry, we’ve got this! It’s just one night. Besides, Two-Bit’s been dying to prove he can handle this kind of thing. Right, Two?”

From the living room, Two-Bit Matthews, lounging on the couch with his feet propped up on the coffee table, nodded confidently. “Piece of cake, babe! I’ll have this little peanut laughing her head off before you two even make it to the drive in.”

Cherry bit her lip, still unsure, but Soda came up behind her, placing a reassuring hand on her waist. “They’ll be fine, Cher. We’ve got this night planned, and we deserve it. Kat will be in good hands. Plus, it’s only for a couple of hours.”

Cherry finally exhaled, giving her boyfriend a small smile before leaning down to kiss the baby’s forehead. “Alright, sweetheart, you be good for Uncle Two-Bit and Aunt Marcia, okay?”

Soda, giving Two-Bit a playful punch on the arm, added, “Just don’t let her learn any of your bad habits, man.”

Two-Bit grinned. “No promises.”

With one last look back at Kat, Cherry and Soda finally left the house, and Marcia stood in the kitchen watching them drive off.

“Well,” Marcia said, turning to Two-Bit with a mischievous smile, “looks like it’s just us and the baby now.”

Two-Bit stretched lazily on the couch before standing up and walking over to the crib where Kat lay, still quiet and content. “She’s not even making a peep. I told you, this is gonna be easy.”

Marcia raised an eyebrow. “Uh-huh. Famous last words, Matthews.”

Kat stirred slightly, making a small cooing sound. Two-Bit reached into the crib and gently scooped her up, holding her awkwardly but carefully. “See? She likes me. I’ve got the magic touch.”

Marcia crossed her arms, laughing softly. “Don’t get too cocky. Babies can turn on you in a second.”

Two-Bit smirked. “Nah, not this one. Little Kit-Kat is too sweet for that.”

As if on cue, Kat’s little face scrunched up, and she let out a loud wail, her tiny fists flailing in the air.

Two-Bit’s eyes widened in panic, and he looked at Marcia like he’d just been handed a ticking time bomb. Moving the baby out to an arms distance. He stammered—“Uh... okay, what do we do?”

Marcia stifled a laugh and stepped forward, taking Kat from Two-Bit’s arms. “Let’s see if she needs to be changed first. Diapers are usually the culprit.”

Two-Bit looked visibly relieved as Marcia took control of the situation. She laid Kat down on the changing mat and expertly went through the motions of changing the diaper while Two-Bit stood off to the side, looking slightly out of his depth.

“How do you know how to do all this?” he asked, genuinely curious.

Marcia shrugged. “I’ve babysat before, remember? Besides, it’s not that hard once you get the hang of it.”

Two-Bit crossed his arms, watching with a mixture of awe and confusion as Marcia quickly changed Kat into a fresh diaper. “Yeah, well, good thing you’re here. I’d probably be trying to change her with duct tape or something.”

Marcia laughed, picking Kat up again and cradling her in her arms. “Let’s just say it takes a little more finesse than that.”

Kat had quieted down now, her wide eyes blinking up at Marcia as she yawned. Two-Bit peered over her shoulder, making funny faces at the baby.

“You think she remembers me from all those times I made her laugh?” he asked, his voice playful.

Marcia rolled her eyes. “You’ve known her for like a month, Two.”

“Hey, that’s a lot of time in baby years!” He leaned in closer, sticking his tongue out at the little girl. She stared at him with a look of confusion before finally giving a tiny smile, and Two-Bit grinned like he’d just won a medal. “See? Told you she likes me.”

Marcia shook her head but smiled. “Okay, Mr. Baby Whisperer, let’s see how long that lasts.”

They spent the next hour trading off responsibilities. Marcia took care of most of the practical things—feeding Kat her bottle, making sure she was comfortable in her crib—while Two-Bit kept her entertained with goofy faces, noises, and random jokes. It wasn’t long before the baby started to grow tired, her eyes fluttering as she fought off sleep.

“Looks like she’s getting sleepy,” Marcia said softly, sitting on the couch with Kat resting in her arms.

Two-Bit sat down next to her, looking at the baby with a strange mix of amusement and awe. “Man, it’s weird seeing Soda with a kid. Like, we were just dumb teenagers not that long ago, and now he’s got this whole... family thing.”

Marcia nodded, her voice softer now. “Yeah, it’s kind of crazy. But I think it suits him. He’s good with her.”

Two-Bit smiled, thinking about how much Soda had changed since becoming a dad. “Yeah, he’s a good guy. Always has been. I guess that’s why he makes it look easy.”

Kat stirred slightly in Marcia’s arms, but she didn’t cry. Instead, she just nestled closer, her tiny hands gripping onto Marcia’s blouse.

“You’re not so bad at this yourself,” Marcia said, glancing over at Two-Bit. “For someone who’s never babysat before, I mean.”

Two-Bit gave her a cheeky grin. “Hey, what can I say? I’m a quick learner. Besides, Kit-Kat’s not so tough. I could handle another hour, no problem.”

As the evening wore on, the house grew quiet. Kat finally drifted off to sleep in her crib, and Marcia and Two-Bit sat together on the couch, talking in low voices so as not to disturb her.

When Cherry and Sodapop finally returned, looking refreshed and happy from their night out, they were met with the sight of a peacefully sleeping baby girl and two very proud babysitters.

“How’d it go?” Cherry asked, her eyes full of gratitude.

Marcia smiled, standing up from the couch. “It went great. She’s a little angel.”

Two-Bit gave a dramatic sigh, leaning back. “Told ya I had it under control.”

Soda clapped him on the shoulder. “Thanks, man. We owe you one.”

“Just don’t make me change any diapers next time,” Two-Bit joked, his grin wide. “That’s Marcia’s department.”

Cherry laughed, her eyes softening as she looked at her sleeping daughter. “We’re so lucky to have you both. Really, thank you.”

As Soda and Cherry tucked Kat into bed and the house returned to its usual quiet, Two-Bit and Marcia exchanged a knowing glance.

“Guess we didn’t do so bad after all,” Two-Bit said with a wink.

Marcia smiled, nudging him playfully. “Not bad, greaser.”

Character: Marcia M. Marcia

Word: Drive-in