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Eddie Kaspbrak and FP Jones’ loser lover cast

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Request: Hello I wanted to ask you if you could make a series on fp jones with reader it is the mother of jughead and that jellybean is his half sister please

Summary:The story of FP’s first love, the mother of his son Jughead. 

I’m really excited about this and i’m planing to make a second part or more parts if you all want. 

Please tell me what you think. 

‘’Jug! Yell! Breakfast.’’ Y/N called out, putting two sandwiches and two apples in two paper bags. ‘Ju-’’

‘’Yeah, yeah,  i’m here.’’ A black haired boy cut her off before sitting down at the desk and digging in the eggs and the bacon on the plate in front of him.

‘’Good morning, sunshine.’’ Y/N smiled as she walked to him and kissing his forehead before giving him his orange juice.

‘’Morning mum.’’ He replied not showing any emotion just as Jelly  bean walked in the kitchen and joined her brother.

‘’Morning Yelly, how did you sleep?’’

‘’Good.’’ She replied, mirroring her brothers lack of emotion. Y/N still, after all this years, found it fascinating how much her son and his sister were alike.

‘’Well, you two, enjoy your breakfast and have a good day at school.’’ She told them before kissing Jellybean’s forehead and grabbing her coat. ‘’I can pick you guys up from school… if you two aren’t too afraid to look uncool with your mum picking you up.’’

‘’Nah, mum, you’re cooler than any of my friend’s mom’s’’ Jellybean told her with her mouth full of scrambled eggs.

‘’Aww thank you sweet pea, but i meant that you’ll look uncool compared to me.’’ Y/N winked making them both laugh.

‘’Your lunch is in the counter. See you after school.’’ She blew a kiss their way before grabbing her purse and walking out the doors.

‘’Hey there, doll.’’ A deep voice made the woman jump.

‘’FP, how many times do I have to tell you to stop sneaking up on me like that!?’’ She turned around, only to come face to face with her man.

‘’Can’t help it, you’re too cute when you’re scared.’’ His hands found their all to familiar spot on her hips as he pulled her close and places a soft kiss on her lips.

‘’I’ll give you cute. When I murder you in your sleep, Forsythe Pendleton, in your sleep.’’

‘’I’d like to see you try.’’ He chuckled before kissing her again.

‘’Don’t test me, FP.’’ She tried to fight a smile as she turned around and walked to her car.  

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As she drove  she couldn’t help but think about how her life has turned up side down in the last couple of years. 4

She and FP first met  when she was in high school, where they hooked up at one of the parties in the south side.

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‘’Well don’t you look like the most delicious thing ‘round here?’’ A  guy that was probably twice her age asked Y/N, making her roll her eyes in annoyance.

‘’Also the most underage thing ‘round here, so move along.’’ She told him, mimicking his accent before waving her head as if to shush him away.

‘’Is that so? How are you in a bar then?’’ He asked with a smirk, showing his yellow teeth.

‘’Magic.’’ She  shrugged walking away.

‘’How about i show you a magic trick or two?’’ The man grabbed her arm pulling her into him.

‘’Dude let go!’’ She tried to pull away from him.

‘’Cmon honey, I’ll show you a good tim-.’’

‘’She’s not interested, Topaz!’’ A deep voice interrupted the guy, making him let go of her.

‘’C’mon Jones, I got her first. Go get yourself another one.’’ The guy, Who’s name was apparently Topaz.

‘’You didn’t.’’ The tall dark and handsome stranger shrugged, his voice icy and demanding. ‘’She’s with me. We’re together.’’ He wrapped an arm around Y/N’s waist, pulling her close to him and away from the old guy.

‘’Oh,’’ The guy let go of her and took a step back. ‘’Have at it then.’’ And with that he walked away.

‘’Thanks.’’ Y/N smiled up at her saviour, who still had his arm around her, keeping her close, not that she minded, of course.

‘’Oh, I didn’t do it for you. You owe me a drink now.’’ He said with a wink.

‘’Is that so?’’ She raised an eyebrow at him.

‘’Mhm.’’ He nodded and lead her to the bar.  ‘’What’cha drinking?’’

‘’Whiskey will do.’’ She said, not being able to keep her eyes of him. There was something about him, that just attracted her to him. Even tho he was a stranger she felt safe with him.

He sent her a look that said ‘if you say so’ and ordered two whiskeys. ‘’I’m FP’’ He introduced himself as he gave her her glass.

‘’Y/N.’’ She said before taking her glass  and clicking it to his glass before bringing it to her lips, not breaking eye contact with him and drinking it.

‘’So, Y/N, what brings you to the south side?’’ He asked, his eyes sparkling with fascination.

‘’I’m a teenager, I’m rebelling against my parents.’’ She said with a matter of fact-y voice. ‘’And you? FP Jones, what’s your secret?’’

‘’I see.’’ He chuckled at her sarcasm. ‘’No secrets here, doll.’’

‘’If you say so.’’ She shrugged. ‘’FP… What  does that stand for?’’

He leaned in closer so his lips were brushing against her ear. ‘’If I told you, I would have to kill you.’’

‘’No secrets, huh?’’ She bit her lip, hoping he won’t notice her blushing.

‘’Give me one good reason for me to tell you and i will.’’ He smirked, leaning back against the bar, his eyes travelling up and down her body shamelessly.

Maybe it was the alcohol, or it was those dark eyes of his but she stepped closer to him, her lips inches away from his. ‘’So i’ll know which name to scream out when i come…’’ She could see his eyes widen, ‘’back to the south side, and i need a saviour.’’ She said after a pause.

‘’Well aren’t you something.’’ He smirked.

‘’Apparently so.’’ She smiled sitting down on the stool next to him.  

They ended up talking for hours, and one thing lead to another and she ended up spending the night.

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She was an uptown girl, making her and the 23 year old southside prince the perfect Romeo and Juliet of Riverdale. After that party neither of them could stop thinking about one another. So the serpent asked her out. It was the chilche of him asking her out and she refusing time after time, until one day she gave in. They did not know it at the time but she had gotten pregnant after the first time they were together.

As soon as her parents found out that their lovely daughter was knocked up by the south side trash, they kicked her out.

*

‘’This won’t work.’’ A 17 year old Y/N told her boyfriend of 3 months.

‘’What did i do now?’’ FP Jones rolled his eyes.

‘’Nothing,’’ She crossed her arms in front of her, in a desperate attempt to hide the fact that her stomach was getting bigger and bigger. ‘’I’m moving.’’

‘’Where?’’

‘’To my gramps.’’ She said, not telling him she was pregnant with his baby.

‘’What about school?’’

‘’I’ll finish it there.’’

‘’Why?’’ He kept his face neutral but his clenched fists and tensed posture told another story.

‘’They have a better program, with AP classes for uni..’’ She shrugged as if she hadn’t planed all of the answers in advance.

‘’And no other schools closer than that have a better program?’’ He  huffed in annoyance.

‘’No.’’ She shook her head, biting her lip to stop it from trembling. ‘’I’m sorry.’’ She stepped closer, wanting to kiss her first love one last time before promising herself she will never see him again. She will not curse her baby to live the south side life, she will protect that baby anyway she possibly can.

‘’Nothing to be sorry for.’’ FP said, his voice icy cold as he turned around and walked out of his trailer, leaving her alone.

‘’I’m sorry.’’ A single tear ran down her face as she looked down at her stomach.

*

‘’Hey gramps.’’ Y/N offered her grandpa a sad smile as he opened the door only to see his grand daughter standing on his porch with two suitcases in her hands.

‘’She really did it?’’ The oldman asked as he hugged her. ‘’Your mum really kicked you out?’’

‘’You know how she is. Dad offered for me to stay if i abort the baby, but it was already too late.’’ She explained once she let go of him.

‘’Come in, you’ll freeze.’’

‘’Thanks.’’ She went to pick up her suitcases but her grandpa beat her to it.

‘’No lifting heavy objects for you. You have to look after yourself, and the little guy.’’

‘’What’s making you think he’s a boy?’’ She asked as she entered the old house.

‘’A feeling.’’ He smiled. He was so happy when he received a letter from her, telling him she is pregnant.

‘’If you say so.’’ She laughed. She always loved her grandpa. The summers when she could come and visit him were the best she ever had. She knew he would take her in when her parents kicked her out.

*

The next six months were anything but easy. She started home schooling and finished her high school with the highest honours. She was determined to get her education. She never wanted to be one of the housewives that settle down and let their husband provide for them. Hell, she was becoming the complete opposite of that. She was a single mother raising a bastard baby. A sweet boy, who became more and more like his father as he grew up.

‘’Why do i have such a weird name, mama?’’ The boy of only 5 asked her.

‘’It belonged to one of the best men i knew. Why do you ask, Forsythe? ‘’ The girl told him, finally looking up from her work. She finished university and got her first job as a lawyer.

‘’Tell me about him.’’ He tugged on her skirt making her smile and lit him on her lap.

‘’I First met him when i was 16, almost 17. He was tall, and had black hair, just like you.’’ She ruffled the little boy’s black hair. ‘’He was in his early twenties at the time.’’ She looked out the window trying her best not to cry. She still missed him.  ‘’He was like a knight in a shining armor. There was this other guy who kept following me, and he wouldn’t leave me alone. So Forsythe Pendleton or FP, as everyone called him, came and saved me from that guy.’’

‘’So he’s a hero?’’ The boy’s eyes lighted up.

‘’Yes, Juggie, He was my hero.’’

‘’I wanna meet him.’’ The 5 year old said as he jumped from her lap and walked to his toys.

‘’Maybe one day.’’ Y/N, Said more to herself than to her son. ‘’One day.’’

*

A year has passed and the time for Jughead to start school came sooner than expected.

‘’For fucks sake!’’ Y/N cursed as she read the letter from the local school.

‘’What’s wrong?’’ Her grandpa asked, looking up from the newspaper he was reading.

‘’They say they don’t have any free spots in the first grade. They are the third school i tried to enroll Juggie in.’’ She let out a frustrated breath and threw the letter into the trash.

‘’Here, try this one. I have a good feeling about this one.’’ The old man offered her the last letter. Without looking she opened it and went straight to the paragraph that told her if they have any free spots or not.

‘’He’s in!’’ She almost screamed in excitement.

‘’See, I told you this one is going to be the one.’’

‘’Oh..’’ Her face fell as she realised it was the School in Riverdale. ‘’It’s my old school.’’

‘’That’s good. I think it would do both of you good to move back there.’’ He told her. He always tried to tell her that she shouldn’t keep Jughead a secret from his father.

‘’Looks like we don’t have much choice.’’ She smiled trying not to show her true emotions. She was scared of what her life will be like in Riverdale. But she’ll figure it out. Like she figured out this. She will figure it out, for her son.

‘’Juggie?’’ She called out.

‘’Yeah mommy?’’ Messy head of hair peeked around the corner.

‘’We’re moving, honey.’’

‘’Where?’’

‘’Mommy’s hometown.’’ She said, a strange bitter taste in her mouth as her words sank in. ‘’Riverdale.’’

‘’Sweet!’’ The boy smiled before running up to his room and gathering all of his toys.

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