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“Crunchy peanut butter would be the best.” Veronica ignored the statement. She already knew all of this. She was barely showing, though Ronnie could see where she was gaining a bit of weight, and she was already having the strangest cravings. “I think you’re more worried about me making you sick. At least I’m not waking you up at 2 am to get me stuff.” Poor Archie and Pop who was the one he was probably going to. Taking the peanut butter she grabbed a spoon and started eating it. “We still have five months to go. You’re just going to have to get used to it.”

If Veronica had thought Cheryl meant to tell Archie with the purpose of hurting or humiliating her. Even just to cause problems in her relationship Veronica would have been using every underhanded ability she had to extract her revenge. But that wasn't what she thought and if she did do It on purpose, it was one of those time that Cheryl would have done it because she believed it would serve a greater purpose.

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Riverdale was just the start of what was going to be an epic adventure. Free of school, of her parents expectations, and free to do whatever she wanted. Veronica could not think of a better way to begin her post her high school life. She had her sisters beside her and had traded in her pearls and designer duds for a motorcycle and leather jacket. Okay, so both were still designer and the motorcycle had actually been something she learned to ride on a dare back in New York, but that wasn’t the point.

They had agreed to meet at Pop’s. it seemed like the place where all big adventures began. It was where she had first met Archie and Betty and Jughead. Had been the place they had met to resolve more than one issue or fight. In the end Pop’s was the place you came to celebrate or just be around the people you trusted the most. Hearing the bell she smiled as she saw her girls walk in. “About time you got here.” 

Veronica could sleep anywhere. Give her a pillow or someone to lay her head on and a blanket and she would be out like a light. That being said she still preferred her Egyptian cotton sheets and perfectly plumped pillows to anywhere else in the world. The Pembroke would always be her first choice, except last night. Last night the only place she had wanted to be was in Jughead’s arms and even if that had meant a tent by Sweetwater River she would have wanted to be nowhere else.

It all felt like a dream. Veronica was sure that even with the touch on her skin she was going to open her eyes and find herself back in her bedroom. Them back to barely interacting, certainly not all the progress that had been made, that would lead her to actually wanting to spend the night in the trailer with him. Veronica didn’t open her eyes, wanting this to last as long as possible, because if it was only a dream she didn’t know how to face Jughead in the morning. Not without asking him if he dreamed of her as well and giving away her own secret.

Veronica’s eyes turned toward the bar when Jughead threw her own question back at her. “They were starting to get a little drunk. I thought it was wise to not be in the middle of whatever they had going on.” The Serpents were her family and she loved them, even if she wasn’t exactly one of them. She was also smart enough to know when everything was about to change. FP’s release was going to shift things one way or another, just like her parent’s would when they finally came home.

If you didn’t know Jughead, you would never know that anything was wrong. But she did and she knew how happy he had been when FP was getting out of jail and leaving the Serpents behind. He may not be completely willing to let them go, which she was thankful for because she wasn’t sure she could watch Jughead walk away and be okay, but his father out of the life that had put him in jail, she could completely understand why he was happy over that. Veronica was starting to want her parents home if they could stay away from all their shady business dealings.

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From New York heiress to biker babe, Veronica never thought this would be her life. Riverdale was supposed to be a second chance. The ability to do better and it was a second chance, opened the door to a new life and a passion she never expected to have. She had learned to ride in New York but that was more of a dare. Something rebellious when she was mad at her parents, she had never expected it to become such a big part of her life.

Veronica could order the food like a Queen but she had no idea how to cook anything. Making a drink was another story. She didn’t think her mother could either but Ronnie tended to forget that she was from Riverdale. “I used to love surprises. Now I’m just waiting for the other shoe to drop.” It seemed like everything came with a price and she didn’t have much more to loose. Except this new start in Riverdale and Veronica was loving this life. Even with it’s problems. “It smells delicious, Mom. Maybe you can teach me to make something one day?” A mother/daughter activity, they needed new ones now.