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The jump scares; Archie had witnessed more than he cared to admit in his time in the warzone, the blaring of shots fired. The men he called friends that were haunting his memory now. But that’s not why he was gonna take the coward move and opt to move from the haunted house. He saw the look on Betty’s face, the veins on her forehead, the touch of her hand on his squeezing super tightly to where he swore if he was looking at his hand now, he’d be seeing pale coloring. But Archie also wanted to be the type to put what the blonde needed. First. 

He loved horror, his life was a horror film at times. The dark skies, the ski masks, the taunting memories, and Archie wanted to be a young man that his father was proud of. And with that in mind, he watched Betty her raise of brows now; as she asked him the obvious. “ I do love it but I will say its between A and C. I know your shaking in your shoes right now. You hate each room, and I don’t want to make us experiencing this haunted house about me. And my hand is stinging..” He slowly brought their connected hands up between their hands, his hand was red from the tight hold, the squeezing on her part. “ I want you to enjoy tonight so please you can call me chivalrous now.” The male had mused with a slight smirk that had hit the corners of his lips.

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{I know it had been years since I had seen Archie, and even longer than that since he and I had hung out alone, but honestly, it felt like no time at all had passed between us. I didn't even give it a second's thought when my arm looped through his and my head brushed gently against his arm as the two of us made our way through the familiar streets of Riverdale on our way to the fairgrounds where the carnival was held each year. Once we reached our destination, we began mulling over what we wanted to do first. I mean, between games, rides, food, and other entertainment, we had a lot to choose from. In one sense I wanted to get the stupid not so fun house out of the way, but in another, I don't know if I was quite ready to that yet. With that thought in mind, I was relieved when the suggestion of bumper cars was placed on the metaphorical table, of sorts} Oh please. The only reason you creamed me in the past was because I had a crush on you, so I went easy on you. We're both adults now, so all bets are off. {I flashed Archie a cheeky sort of grin as we continued walking in that general direction, in preparation for our first activity of the night together} Give it your all, Arch, and I am still confident that I will whoop you. {I added with playful confidence as we reached the ride and then took our prospective places in line behind the other few people already waiting for their turn on the bumper cars} Are you sure your pride can handle it, Arch? You know, me whooping you? {I continued to tease; knowing this conversation between us now was all in fun, since neither one of us were as competitive as we were pretending to be with one another now}

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Archie was no whim. He was tough, he wasn’t afraid of the terror, of the screams, the blood shed. He’s taken on more than he ever thought possible from his experience in the army. He witnessed blood, the shots fired through the desert. The limbing men, the blood smeared on the ground, the sand it haunted him. Therefore Archie should be able to handle a haunted house. Each room was creative, a captured vision from a historic terror movie. And each time Betty jumped or squeezed his hand, he felt the pain his joints had froze because of the hard hold she had on him. And no He wasn’t scared, he was human who jumped. 

Arch could tell Betty was holding onto her last needle here, each time, the groups in front of us pausing, being the ones to yelp in terror, but the redhead did spot the escape door, the neon lights of red, that read the word Exit, now Archie had no idea if he’d get in trouble, but Betty did make it halfway through the terror without running in the opposite direction which was progress right? “ I mean there is an exit door, I don’t think anyone would blame us if we opted to take the escape route.” He added with a chuckle on his lips, He eyed the flashing red lights, as the pair paused in their paths, the redhead could practically hear her heart racing, and given Archie only cared about spending time with her, and dessert was a viable option here. “ I mean, I think I owe you all the sweet treats a man can offer.” I pulled my shoulders now into a shrug, as he offered a reassured smile to the blonde.

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{I know it had been years since I had seen Archie, and even longer than that since he and I had hung out alone, but honestly, it felt like no time at all had passed between us. I didn't even give it a second's thought when my arm looped through his and my head brushed gently against his arm as the two of us made our way through the familiar streets of Riverdale on our way to the fairgrounds where the carnival was held each year. Once we reached our destination, we began mulling over what we wanted to do first. I mean, between games, rides, food, and other entertainment, we had a lot to choose from. In one sense I wanted to get the stupid not so fun house out of the way, but in another, I don't know if I was quite ready to that yet. With that thought in mind, I was relieved when the suggestion of bumper cars was placed on the metaphorical table, of sorts} Oh please. The only reason you creamed me in the past was because I had a crush on you, so I went easy on you. We're both adults now, so all bets are off. {I flashed Archie a cheeky sort of grin as we continued walking in that general direction, in preparation for our first activity of the night together} Give it your all, Arch, and I am still confident that I will whoop you. {I added with playful confidence as we reached the ride and then took our prospective places in line behind the other few people already waiting for their turn on the bumper cars} Are you sure your pride can handle it, Arch? You know, me whooping you? {I continued to tease; knowing this conversation between us now was all in fun, since neither one of us were as competitive as we were pretending to be with one another now}

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It was a stupid ask. Archie wanted to slap himself the second the words came out. Because he could feel how uneasy Betty was, her anxiety was bugging out; even in the dark mazes he could notice her eyes, dimmed, the fear written behind them. Archie more so asked the question out of a means of listening to her voice. Of being able to know she was breathing and okay. Fingers brushing over her own, as a source of comfort. The male knew each step we took was leading to a fear trap. 

“ Betty..” His voice low and small. As he led the way out of the haunted joint mirrors. And onto a woody area, a fake woods of trees, the chirping of birds were heard, as a scene of a the biggest stories of all unfolded, a huge ass masked ghost popped out and even as Archie was the one to squeal, he nearly bolted out the door, a full voice of chatter was heard meaning the exit was near. Fingers tighten around her grip he was losing feeling in his hand. But he made a promise for her to squeeze his hand as often as hard as she wanted. Tilting his head back in amusement. “ I prefer Steak I don’t eat any form of sea food, but if you insist I may be willing to man up for you Cooper..” I added with a form of a joke, as I slowly moved us farther towards the exit doors.

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{I know it had been years since I had seen Archie, and even longer than that since he and I had hung out alone, but honestly, it felt like no time at all had passed between us. I didn't even give it a second's thought when my arm looped through his and my head brushed gently against his arm as the two of us made our way through the familiar streets of Riverdale on our way to the fairgrounds where the carnival was held each year. Once we reached our destination, we began mulling over what we wanted to do first. I mean, between games, rides, food, and other entertainment, we had a lot to choose from. In one sense I wanted to get the stupid not so fun house out of the way, but in another, I don't know if I was quite ready to that yet. With that thought in mind, I was relieved when the suggestion of bumper cars was placed on the metaphorical table, of sorts} Oh please. The only reason you creamed me in the past was because I had a crush on you, so I went easy on you. We're both adults now, so all bets are off. {I flashed Archie a cheeky sort of grin as we continued walking in that general direction, in preparation for our first activity of the night together} Give it your all, Arch, and I am still confident that I will whoop you. {I added with playful confidence as we reached the ride and then took our prospective places in line behind the other few people already waiting for their turn on the bumper cars} Are you sure your pride can handle it, Arch? You know, me whooping you? {I continued to tease; knowing this conversation between us now was all in fun, since neither one of us were as competitive as we were pretending to be with one another now}

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Archie was hesitant when it came to the letters, at the time when he wrote them, he was vulnerable, he was processing all the torment he witnessed out on the fields, all the basic training he had to endure in the army. He had strength, well built now but Archie considered himself to always have a good form. But he missed Betty, and right now we were leaping back into friendship, into our core of being the boy next door, and girl he loved once. He loved how patient, how understanding Betty was, and it made him utter one word “ Someday.” For her to read the letters I poured my heart into my fears, my motivations, who was I vining to come home to. 

My rock, my consist was Betty, and I was hers from the feeling of it. I felt her death grip now on my hand, did I lose feeling? Probably but each time a person jumped out, I felt that man strength of a squeeze on her end. I had to hold in the tongue that dared to escape my lips. It was Betty, and I wanted to be a hand a shoulder for her. My eyes nearly glued open as each entertainer, each costumer directed person came out an blew a scare our way. I wasn’t terrified but based on Betty’s demeanor she was shaking in her shoes. And I was the one stuck on her hand, My other arm had moved around her waist in order to run a hand along her side to sooth her, to calm down the nerves radiating off of her frame. “ Promise, I will feed you whatever craving you want Betty.” 

The mirror were safe, to allow Betty to catch her breath. I stood nearly set in stone, as I felt her racing heart, and I tilted my head down to glance at her in near amusement now. “ You okay?” I knew the answer and I was prepared for the scolding, for are you serious expression the blonde may give in return.

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{I know it had been years since I had seen Archie, and even longer than that since he and I had hung out alone, but honestly, it felt like no time at all had passed between us. I didn't even give it a second's thought when my arm looped through his and my head brushed gently against his arm as the two of us made our way through the familiar streets of Riverdale on our way to the fairgrounds where the carnival was held each year. Once we reached our destination, we began mulling over what we wanted to do first. I mean, between games, rides, food, and other entertainment, we had a lot to choose from. In one sense I wanted to get the stupid not so fun house out of the way, but in another, I don't know if I was quite ready to that yet. With that thought in mind, I was relieved when the suggestion of bumper cars was placed on the metaphorical table, of sorts} Oh please. The only reason you creamed me in the past was because I had a crush on you, so I went easy on you. We're both adults now, so all bets are off. {I flashed Archie a cheeky sort of grin as we continued walking in that general direction, in preparation for our first activity of the night together} Give it your all, Arch, and I am still confident that I will whoop you. {I added with playful confidence as we reached the ride and then took our prospective places in line behind the other few people already waiting for their turn on the bumper cars} Are you sure your pride can handle it, Arch? You know, me whooping you? {I continued to tease; knowing this conversation between us now was all in fun, since neither one of us were as competitive as we were pretending to be with one another now}

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It was true, I did write the letters for Betty but Archie was a coward. He never sent because he didn’t know if he’d survive. And instinctively he wanted to believe or hold that hope he’d see her again. And he was well aware of the letters; his vulnerability, his truth, his heart wrapped in one. And the box was letters were safely under his bed. What a childlike place to put those letters; but for Archie it was safe. “ Well.. yes, but when I deem its right for you to read them, listen Betty I just I got personal in thim..” A sense of small low vulnerability written in my tone. 

It was light an airy between us, Our friendship, our bond was obvious. But once the words spoken were said; there was no turning back the pages. And Archie was scared to say it, he loved Betty. And given the death grip she currently had on his hand; there was a chance his bones would be breaking. But he held his own pain in. As the pair were wondering now through the rooms of the house. The it feature, not to mention the saw room. Oh the sounds of saws being heard, the costumes were out of this world. And he felt that inflicted pain on his hand, he even felt his knuckles crack now. But he was purposely ignoring the pain that went through his hand. 

“ Maybe we’re oder, and the teens are just that much more creative.” I added as a shrug was shown through my shoulders. I sensed her fear, and when this teen popped out, I used the strength I had in my hand and ran to the next room a fun scream was heard, And we aimed to the mirrors, the big bodies, the small faces reflected our fears of our bodies. “ You good.’ I asked as I was concerned but I was close enough to hear the rapid beating of her chest; fear brought out an edge in us.

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{I know it had been years since I had seen Archie, and even longer than that since he and I had hung out alone, but honestly, it felt like no time at all had passed between us. I didn't even give it a second's thought when my arm looped through his and my head brushed gently against his arm as the two of us made our way through the familiar streets of Riverdale on our way to the fairgrounds where the carnival was held each year. Once we reached our destination, we began mulling over what we wanted to do first. I mean, between games, rides, food, and other entertainment, we had a lot to choose from. In one sense I wanted to get the stupid not so fun house out of the way, but in another, I don't know if I was quite ready to that yet. With that thought in mind, I was relieved when the suggestion of bumper cars was placed on the metaphorical table, of sorts} Oh please. The only reason you creamed me in the past was because I had a crush on you, so I went easy on you. We're both adults now, so all bets are off. {I flashed Archie a cheeky sort of grin as we continued walking in that general direction, in preparation for our first activity of the night together} Give it your all, Arch, and I am still confident that I will whoop you. {I added with playful confidence as we reached the ride and then took our prospective places in line behind the other few people already waiting for their turn on the bumper cars} Are you sure your pride can handle it, Arch? You know, me whooping you? {I continued to tease; knowing this conversation between us now was all in fun, since neither one of us were as competitive as we were pretending to be with one another now}

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Archie and Betty; we had been best friends, an anchor to the other for as long as Archie could remember. When I felt the walls caving in. When I felt like I was sinking all I had to do was send one text or call Betty and she’d be coming over to the house. Archie had loved Betty; but when the moment the timing came. It never felt right nor did he want to ruin their friendship. And we teased each other; poking fun at the other; because it was easy. Easy to fall into those habits. 

Now I could feel the pout probing onto her lips, at the mention of only one letter a month, Truth was Archie was vulnerable in those letters, he bared his soul his heart how he felt for her; the kiss, the nearing hurting our respective others at the time for what a fling? Wanting to feel that passion, that fire for a few weeks? Archie was a man that followed his heart; and right now his heart was rapidly beating for Betty. He missed her, her smile, her laugh. Her lame attempt to laugh at his jokes. Archie was far from funny might he add. But those letters felt personal and in this time he didn’t feel as if he was ready to release those feelings, to tell Betty his darkest fears, the terror that ripped through him each day he woke up on that desert. 

“ As you should, and if I feel like being nice, maybe I’ll give you a tease to the letter.” A quote dare he name it. He had to wait for that terror, he felt it radiating off of the blonde by the second we walked up the welcoming porch of the haunted house. The guy standing with a mask and that taunting stick had waved us through. I felt goosebumps, I heard rumors it was scary, the taunting whispers of fear as I laced my hand through her own. “ You can break my hand if you want.” I whispered with a chuckle. As we angled into a chamber. The statures, the balloons, the It character, oh I felt the chills rope up my body. And I was amused, when a person came out to scare and I nearly felt myself scream, but my scream was nothing compared to the female’s as I felt her leaning closer into me. My arm wrapped around her dainty frame as I whispered “ I’ve got you.” 

And I did, each time we parted ways, we found ourselves closer together. Friends, feelings involved maybe? But Betty was a consistent rock for me, someone I can count on when the going gets hard.

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{I know it had been years since I had seen Archie, and even longer than that since he and I had hung out alone, but honestly, it felt like no time at all had passed between us. I didn't even give it a second's thought when my arm looped through his and my head brushed gently against his arm as the two of us made our way through the familiar streets of Riverdale on our way to the fairgrounds where the carnival was held each year. Once we reached our destination, we began mulling over what we wanted to do first. I mean, between games, rides, food, and other entertainment, we had a lot to choose from. In one sense I wanted to get the stupid not so fun house out of the way, but in another, I don't know if I was quite ready to that yet. With that thought in mind, I was relieved when the suggestion of bumper cars was placed on the metaphorical table, of sorts} Oh please. The only reason you creamed me in the past was because I had a crush on you, so I went easy on you. We're both adults now, so all bets are off. {I flashed Archie a cheeky sort of grin as we continued walking in that general direction, in preparation for our first activity of the night together} Give it your all, Arch, and I am still confident that I will whoop you. {I added with playful confidence as we reached the ride and then took our prospective places in line behind the other few people already waiting for their turn on the bumper cars} Are you sure your pride can handle it, Arch? You know, me whooping you? {I continued to tease; knowing this conversation between us now was all in fun, since neither one of us were as competitive as we were pretending to be with one another now}

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Archie was the brave one, the one that tended to take chances. Yet with Betty he had always been more cautious more careful. Because if he felt himself have one misstep it could hurt Betty, our friendship. Our relationship was messy with feelings, as young kids, as teens and now young adults. Archie had never been terrified to lose someone the way he felt the tether, that fear of losing Betty. And when he first aired out the words he was enlisting, he knew how awful Ronnie had taken the news, but his concern his fear was never getting the chance to utter words that scared him. But being back in Riverdale, in the place he grew up the house opposite of one betty Cooper it felt like our connection was natural. 

Boy next door, the girl next door seen each through through the lows, parents leaving, a monster living in our own house, the fears we kept close to the vest. But this haunted house was like a kryptonite of fear for the blonde, and as my fingers soothingly ran over her fingers, I knew she was on edge, the way each younger teen had come out of the flapping open doors with a scream, I felt how cold her hands were. “ Tell me you told me so if you’re right.” It was a consistent tease in his tone, especially with the letters. The first one was basic, a how are you? Explaining where he was in the world, what his training had taught him. But as he wrote each letter he got more in his feelings, admitting how he felt about her, and if this moment of teasing, of comfort was all in our heads, he didn’t want to feel that vulnerability, he didn’t want to let his cards loose completely. Arching a brow up now, as he tried to distract her as we inched closer to the steps leading up to the haunted house. “ One for now, maybe I’ll surprise each month with a letter” Or a week give or take on how comfortable the redhead was. His hand was safely in hers; as he let that boyish laugh escape his lips. “ Am I wrong Cooper? Because from where I’m standing, we’re here hanging out, and I chose to have you in my life every time.” A choice, one Archie would never petal back on. 

Betty was his constant, the person he wanted to smile with, laugh, and our hands felt as if they were made for each other, to hold one another.

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{I know it had been years since I had seen Archie, and even longer than that since he and I had hung out alone, but honestly, it felt like no time at all had passed between us. I didn't even give it a second's thought when my arm looped through his and my head brushed gently against his arm as the two of us made our way through the familiar streets of Riverdale on our way to the fairgrounds where the carnival was held each year. Once we reached our destination, we began mulling over what we wanted to do first. I mean, between games, rides, food, and other entertainment, we had a lot to choose from. In one sense I wanted to get the stupid not so fun house out of the way, but in another, I don't know if I was quite ready to that yet. With that thought in mind, I was relieved when the suggestion of bumper cars was placed on the metaphorical table, of sorts} Oh please. The only reason you creamed me in the past was because I had a crush on you, so I went easy on you. We're both adults now, so all bets are off. {I flashed Archie a cheeky sort of grin as we continued walking in that general direction, in preparation for our first activity of the night together} Give it your all, Arch, and I am still confident that I will whoop you. {I added with playful confidence as we reached the ride and then took our prospective places in line behind the other few people already waiting for their turn on the bumper cars} Are you sure your pride can handle it, Arch? You know, me whooping you? {I continued to tease; knowing this conversation between us now was all in fun, since neither one of us were as competitive as we were pretending to be with one another now}

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Archie could admit that he wasn’t the brightest tool in the shed when it came to Betty. When it came to seeing the signs, that she in love with him. Or that night she said the words sophomore year, he wasn’t prepared to hear it. He felt it, he was a child once and all he wanted was to put that play ring, the ring pop ring on her fingers. The words rang through his ears now, Ask me when were 18 and she’d say yes. But as I grew older; Archie became more cautious about his connections, his feelings. The only constant in the redhead’s life was Betty, and he was scared if it didn’t work he convinced himself he’d not just lose someone he loved, but his best friend. 

But tonight, the carnival, it was like two children skipping through the rides, the games of who was the strongest, the basketballs, the water games, and now we stood joking, teasing the other about the harm to his hand. “  Oh Betty, I think you underestimate my strength. I can handle a squeeze or two, but” Pausing as he wore that amused expression matching the blonde’s own now. “ If you do, I’ll have a sharpie ready in hand for you to sign those words.” A playful wink left his eye. As the pair started closer to the the fun house, the screams heard, the laughing of  younger kids popping around the fairgrounds. Archie knew it took years for him to value the meaning of love, of falling in love, the person you wanted to make smile. The person you leaned on when you felt the lowest. The person you wanted to gush to about an exciting moment. Betty as my person, and up until now; our history was messy missed opportunities. 

But Riverdale was the same, the years apart, the trauma I endured, I wore in letters, expressed my heart, my fears in said letters at the aske, I tilted my head to the side as I complemented filling the blonde in. “ I do, I have the letters and with time maybe i’ll surprise you with one.” A fair promise; because my heart and mind trusted Betty; I’d only show her; the box in the closet of my old room, because Archie couldn’t dare move himself into the main bedroom, the memories, of his dad, his biggest supporter. As he heard her words, he had to grin as he echoed the words. “ What i’m hearing is you can’t live without me Betty Cooper..” He said with a laugh. 

Light and airy comfort, the love that got us here; together, on whatever comes next.

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{I know it had been years since I had seen Archie, and even longer than that since he and I had hung out alone, but honestly, it felt like no time at all had passed between us. I didn't even give it a second's thought when my arm looped through his and my head brushed gently against his arm as the two of us made our way through the familiar streets of Riverdale on our way to the fairgrounds where the carnival was held each year. Once we reached our destination, we began mulling over what we wanted to do first. I mean, between games, rides, food, and other entertainment, we had a lot to choose from. In one sense I wanted to get the stupid not so fun house out of the way, but in another, I don't know if I was quite ready to that yet. With that thought in mind, I was relieved when the suggestion of bumper cars was placed on the metaphorical table, of sorts} Oh please. The only reason you creamed me in the past was because I had a crush on you, so I went easy on you. We're both adults now, so all bets are off. {I flashed Archie a cheeky sort of grin as we continued walking in that general direction, in preparation for our first activity of the night together} Give it your all, Arch, and I am still confident that I will whoop you. {I added with playful confidence as we reached the ride and then took our prospective places in line behind the other few people already waiting for their turn on the bumper cars} Are you sure your pride can handle it, Arch? You know, me whooping you? {I continued to tease; knowing this conversation between us now was all in fun, since neither one of us were as competitive as we were pretending to be with one another now}

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“ I’m sure you will, every chance you get..” An obvious teasing notion that was brewed between us. Betty was sweet, the innocent kind of girl next door. But when it came to our friendship she had a habit of retelling the tail, of reminding me of words spoken, of dares I’ve done without remembering myself. And if there was a trip to the hospital in the forefront of our future; I counted on Betty to warn me or in this sense remind me of what she said, I said before our hands laced together. 

A small town like Riverdale, it was home. The place Archie grew up, the place he wanted the knowledge, the chance to transform like his father would’ve done. He would’ve rebuilt the town as his own, the construction company, and he would’ve put up a fight when it came to Hiram Lodge. And I knew in my gut the choice that had to be made. I wasn’t back in Riverdale for a visit, I was back for a purpose, for Betty. A love that never quite washed away for me. A love that I hid, the timing had never been on my side. And a place was a home but Betty was a sense of safety, a sense of home for me. And I wanted to confess, to say the words neither of us felt possible. 

Holding her gaze at the ask, and he wore that lopsided grin that matched his eyes. “ Yeah, I did..” Pausing as he ranked his head back with ease, with a boyish shake of his head. “ You know.. I wrote letters when I was in the army to you, Apologizing for leaving, for hurting you. I know our last year at this place, high school wasn’t easy, and I wish it was less messy..” Complicated feelings got involved, and the reason why Ronnie and Jug were nowhere near us in the now. Tainted friendships but the home base was us; a safely to open our hearts to the possibility.. To that future.

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{I know it had been years since I had seen Archie, and even longer than that since he and I had hung out alone, but honestly, it felt like no time at all had passed between us. I didn't even give it a second's thought when my arm looped through his and my head brushed gently against his arm as the two of us made our way through the familiar streets of Riverdale on our way to the fairgrounds where the carnival was held each year. Once we reached our destination, we began mulling over what we wanted to do first. I mean, between games, rides, food, and other entertainment, we had a lot to choose from. In one sense I wanted to get the stupid not so fun house out of the way, but in another, I don't know if I was quite ready to that yet. With that thought in mind, I was relieved when the suggestion of bumper cars was placed on the metaphorical table, of sorts} Oh please. The only reason you creamed me in the past was because I had a crush on you, so I went easy on you. We're both adults now, so all bets are off. {I flashed Archie a cheeky sort of grin as we continued walking in that general direction, in preparation for our first activity of the night together} Give it your all, Arch, and I am still confident that I will whoop you. {I added with playful confidence as we reached the ride and then took our prospective places in line behind the other few people already waiting for their turn on the bumper cars} Are you sure your pride can handle it, Arch? You know, me whooping you? {I continued to tease; knowing this conversation between us now was all in fun, since neither one of us were as competitive as we were pretending to be with one another now}

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Archie liked to believe he held one of those gentle touches. Of soothing to carry you through fear. Archie had always held the gene of caring, of a showing up for others. He’d jump in the line of fire for any one of his friends. All that to say; as kids, Archie knew Betty, she hated haunted houses, if the blonde was about to step over the threshold of a haunted house was purely for his own benefit. He remembered the touch; the clutch the female had on him, through each door; the different size mirrors and so on.. Scream erupted as she clutched his hand, the numbness, I swore when our hands dropped I couldn’t feel my hand for seconds, I had to keep opening and shutting my palm before the feeling came back to me. As Betty harmlessly teased me now, I ranked my head back with a humous grin playing at his lips. “ It’s not my fault you can’t handle a small scare here and there, but” He paused as he turned to face the blonde now. “ I’m happy to endure the pain for one haunted house.” 

The giddy feeling of feeling like children again, of two kids who ran the mazes, who found humor in how awful we had been at the carnival games, the simple laugher of the rides, and to Betty’s dismay that dreadful haunting house; as adults Archie knew he wouldn’t jump, he wanted to see if the rooms were different; to walk that fine line. As feet shuffled forward in the line, the pair few a short distance from stepping foot onto the tilt-a-whirl. Upon hearing the female’s statement about himself; how it made her feel, I got the sentiment quite quick, and i swore it made my heart swell, as I allowed my eyes to meet her light hues, I knew our history, the wonder of what ifs, but Archie was an adult now, there was only two reasons why he dared to step foot back in riverdale. His dad, the home I grew up in, the community my father believed in with every breath he had, and Betty, I wanted to see her again to see if the fire I felt once was still there; and I swore my grin lingered into a real one creased against my lips. “ Oh Betty.” I aired out as my hand sent a squeeze to her palm. “ I think even with the distance, the lack of conversation, I think we both wanted to be here; experience our home again, You were part of the reason I came back.” A bold one on the redhead; but the words lingered on his lips; screamed to get free. 

Home was the person; not the place.

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{I know it had been years since I had seen Archie, and even longer than that since he and I had hung out alone, but honestly, it felt like no time at all had passed between us. I didn't even give it a second's thought when my arm looped through his and my head brushed gently against his arm as the two of us made our way through the familiar streets of Riverdale on our way to the fairgrounds where the carnival was held each year. Once we reached our destination, we began mulling over what we wanted to do first. I mean, between games, rides, food, and other entertainment, we had a lot to choose from. In one sense I wanted to get the stupid not so fun house out of the way, but in another, I don't know if I was quite ready to that yet. With that thought in mind, I was relieved when the suggestion of bumper cars was placed on the metaphorical table, of sorts} Oh please. The only reason you creamed me in the past was because I had a crush on you, so I went easy on you. We're both adults now, so all bets are off. {I flashed Archie a cheeky sort of grin as we continued walking in that general direction, in preparation for our first activity of the night together} Give it your all, Arch, and I am still confident that I will whoop you. {I added with playful confidence as we reached the ride and then took our prospective places in line behind the other few people already waiting for their turn on the bumper cars} Are you sure your pride can handle it, Arch? You know, me whooping you? {I continued to tease; knowing this conversation between us now was all in fun, since neither one of us were as competitive as we were pretending to be with one another now}

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Archie used to be little Archie to Betty; to the girl next door. Archie never saw himself as worthy of Betty; his dad was in construction and some days it felt like his future was already mapped out for him. Follow the family business; Betty and I used to be two kids playing in the sandbox, two kids who laughed and pretended to get married; that pop ring was evidence enough and Betty told me ask me when we’re 18. A fond memory for Archie; outside her house; him down on one knee. It felt like a lifetime away. As Archie got older; he could admit he wasn’t the brightest tool in the shed. He needed tutoring in order to pass; it’s half of why he decided to go into the Army randomly their last day of High School. He was feeling left behind the thought of having to repeat the year or summer school. 

He was scared; terrified; and at the time the Army was right. Given his entanglement with Ronnie and Betty; a kiss that left him speechless. But the timing had never felt right with Betty, I was the clueless fool you could say. And a part of Archie only intended to return to Riverdale for a brief time. It held trauma, it’s the house where I grew up; the house where memories of my dad were; a hero; a man that helped mode me into the man I am. The guy that steps into the line of fire without wondering. The guy that carries his heart heavily on his sleeve. But the second I saw Betty; the beauty blonde locks, her smile I didn’t know if this was the world telling me our timing was right. We’re adults now; which meant we’re older wiser, or entanglements to prevent us from following hearts. The fair had always been our thing as children, riding the rides, the fun house where Betty nearly jumped in every corner. Kids, yet we’re the same only older. 

The redhead felt a grin trace along his thin lips now. As he eyed the light blonde; Of course she wanted to hold his hand. And he would willingly as if neither of us missed a beat. And now I had to nod along as the line slowly moved forward. “ I have to repay you for all the hand squeezes when you were terrified back in the day, I think my hand is still numb.” I added with a laugh as my hand did find hers; to prove my point; it was Betty and Archie; in our bubble as if no one else existed.

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{I know it had been years since I had seen Archie, and even longer than that since he and I had hung out alone, but honestly, it felt like no time at all had passed between us. I didn't even give it a second's thought when my arm looped through his and my head brushed gently against his arm as the two of us made our way through the familiar streets of Riverdale on our way to the fairgrounds where the carnival was held each year. Once we reached our destination, we began mulling over what we wanted to do first. I mean, between games, rides, food, and other entertainment, we had a lot to choose from. In one sense I wanted to get the stupid not so fun house out of the way, but in another, I don't know if I was quite ready to that yet. With that thought in mind, I was relieved when the suggestion of bumper cars was placed on the metaphorical table, of sorts} Oh please. The only reason you creamed me in the past was because I had a crush on you, so I went easy on you. We're both adults now, so all bets are off. {I flashed Archie a cheeky sort of grin as we continued walking in that general direction, in preparation for our first activity of the night together} Give it your all, Arch, and I am still confident that I will whoop you. {I added with playful confidence as we reached the ride and then took our prospective places in line behind the other few people already waiting for their turn on the bumper cars} Are you sure your pride can handle it, Arch? You know, me whooping you? {I continued to tease; knowing this conversation between us now was all in fun, since neither one of us were as competitive as we were pretending to be with one another now}

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Archie you could say was obvious to the truth. Especially when it came to Betty Cooper; in his mind she had always been his best friend the girl next door. Archie was honest with himself when he said the timing had never been right. She had feelings and I once believed I wasn’t capable of returning said feelings. And now as we moved years apart; finding our own footing again. Archie knew he thought about her everyday for years. He wrote letters that he never sent in fear of the rejection. He felt human, and vulnerable when it came to the blonde. 

But tonight it was like we were embarking on a new chapter. Of an us neither of us recognized. Archie wasn’t afraid of flirting of letting Betty know where he was in life. We weren’t kids anymore, we were adults and our hearts felt different. And hearing her teasing retorts, he had to edge a raised brow on its own. “ So you did want to hold my hand huh? “ I asked in more teasing notion. I knew Betty; she was actually afraid of the rollercoasters, it wasn’t a game but the haunted house, the way she’d scream I could tell her fake screams from the real ones. And my soften gaze that settled down on the blonde. We inched towards our next ride, a little tilt-wheal and I had to laugh to myself. It was Betty; and me we had been through pain, the absent mind of death in this very town but us we’d always be the same. Hearts that beat as one with each other. His hand that dropped close enough to hers a brush of a hand as we waited patiently for us to load into the cart. 

I had been blinded but I knew our childhood, our love was oversized, I was ready for Betty if she was willing to toss me one last chance.

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{I know it had been years since I had seen Archie, and even longer than that since he and I had hung out alone, but honestly, it felt like no time at all had passed between us. I didn't even give it a second's thought when my arm looped through his and my head brushed gently against his arm as the two of us made our way through the familiar streets of Riverdale on our way to the fairgrounds where the carnival was held each year. Once we reached our destination, we began mulling over what we wanted to do first. I mean, between games, rides, food, and other entertainment, we had a lot to choose from. In one sense I wanted to get the stupid not so fun house out of the way, but in another, I don't know if I was quite ready to that yet. With that thought in mind, I was relieved when the suggestion of bumper cars was placed on the metaphorical table, of sorts} Oh please. The only reason you creamed me in the past was because I had a crush on you, so I went easy on you. We're both adults now, so all bets are off. {I flashed Archie a cheeky sort of grin as we continued walking in that general direction, in preparation for our first activity of the night together} Give it your all, Arch, and I am still confident that I will whoop you. {I added with playful confidence as we reached the ride and then took our prospective places in line behind the other few people already waiting for their turn on the bumper cars} Are you sure your pride can handle it, Arch? You know, me whooping you? {I continued to tease; knowing this conversation between us now was all in fun, since neither one of us were as competitive as we were pretending to be with one another now}

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Archie knew how big his request was going to be. It was hard to tell what felt real and what was plot back in the day. Because the redhead had to start wondering why Betty was always the one to accompany him to the Riverdale festival because she hated the fun house as we established. But she also hated the idea of high roller coasters, but as far as Archie could remember she always jumped at the chance to join him. And now as he was older; he had to let those linger thoughts pounder. Why? Why did the blonde come with him time and time again? Of course now that Archie was wiser he was slowly putting the dots together. 

Was it to please him? Was it because the redhead enjoyed the fair? Enjoyed each ride and game, and not to mention the food we definitely shouldn’t be eating. But Archie felt tonight was freebee, and even as he stood her and waited Betty to give him an answer. He held her gaze almost intensely as he waited. He wanted Betty to come with him. He wanted the excuse to hold her hand. To help ease the nervousness that was surely felt coming off of her. That charming smile of his; was a reason to stay. And he held that gaze of hers until he heard her answer; and yes he was well aware of her dislike for Rollercoasters; it was cute the screams she’d let out as if she was fearing for her life. But Archie purposely extended his hand forward and latched onto her; and his fingers caressed gently over her knuckles. “ Don’t you worry, I’ll hold your hand the whole time, But Betty why do you come if you’re so afraid of every ride? “ He asked in more so pure amusement not exactly wanting an answer. 

It was funny; this girl was terrified of everything, But it was cute and he felt his lingered smile keep calm as he nodded and took her hand; the feel of her palm in his was nice, like old times. But different. He found the coaster he wanted and he found their spot in line. Only a few people ahead of us; the tickets burning in his pocket. Betty and Archie; a devotion a love that ran deep; we’d turn all the pages for each other.

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{I know it had been years since I had seen Archie, and even longer than that since he and I had hung out alone, but honestly, it felt like no time at all had passed between us. I didn't even give it a second's thought when my arm looped through his and my head brushed gently against his arm as the two of us made our way through the familiar streets of Riverdale on our way to the fairgrounds where the carnival was held each year. Once we reached our destination, we began mulling over what we wanted to do first. I mean, between games, rides, food, and other entertainment, we had a lot to choose from. In one sense I wanted to get the stupid not so fun house out of the way, but in another, I don't know if I was quite ready to that yet. With that thought in mind, I was relieved when the suggestion of bumper cars was placed on the metaphorical table, of sorts} Oh please. The only reason you creamed me in the past was because I had a crush on you, so I went easy on you. We're both adults now, so all bets are off. {I flashed Archie a cheeky sort of grin as we continued walking in that general direction, in preparation for our first activity of the night together} Give it your all, Arch, and I am still confident that I will whoop you. {I added with playful confidence as we reached the ride and then took our prospective places in line behind the other few people already waiting for their turn on the bumper cars} Are you sure your pride can handle it, Arch? You know, me whooping you? {I continued to tease; knowing this conversation between us now was all in fun, since neither one of us were as competitive as we were pretending to be with one another now}

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Archie was always one to fight within his competitive nature. Each time he tried to mallow himself out; to tell himself it was only a harmless kids game. He fended well on applying himself to his bes ability every time. As if he was still the teenager on the football field, or the boxing ring, he had scars that still bared his skin to prove it. But tonight Archie wasn’t betting an angle to where he wanted to purposely cream her. Believe it or not the redhead did go easy on Betty; he could’ve knocked every one of those pins down in the first round if he wanted to. But he wanted Betty to have a chance; he wanted to see the crease in her brow when she felt determined. He wanted to see that smile of hers that warmed up his body. 

But Archie most of all wanted to be the one to win that stuffed animal for her; to see that brightness in her eyes, And so it filled him with a sense of joy when he heard her proudness in her voice. Turning his hues to the blonde, he felt the light in his frame to see her. After all these years; we’d always be the same Archie and Betty, in a crowd area yet we only found each other. Nodding his head he batted his eyes at the female. “ I will say, you put up a real fight Cooper.” A easy compliment he meant with everything he had. As he watched the guy behind the game lift the dolphin off the grates of different sized animals and handed it to Betty. Feeling proud, an easy grin creased the corners of his lips as he let her arm swing through his own. Eyes casted along each corner of the fair. Screams ripped from the rides, along with the sniff of smells of greasy foods, and he glanced to Betty as he spoke to what his heart truly desired. 

“ The roller coasters are calling my name, come with me?” He asked knowing how Betty was; but we used to have a blast holding the others hands; Betty’s eyes closed until we came to a stop. Tonight was fun, and new memories for us; to share together; in a stepping stone wherever this new phase might lead.

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{I know it had been years since I had seen Archie, and even longer than that since he and I had hung out alone, but honestly, it felt like no time at all had passed between us. I didn't even give it a second's thought when my arm looped through his and my head brushed gently against his arm as the two of us made our way through the familiar streets of Riverdale on our way to the fairgrounds where the carnival was held each year. Once we reached our destination, we began mulling over what we wanted to do first. I mean, between games, rides, food, and other entertainment, we had a lot to choose from. In one sense I wanted to get the stupid not so fun house out of the way, but in another, I don't know if I was quite ready to that yet. With that thought in mind, I was relieved when the suggestion of bumper cars was placed on the metaphorical table, of sorts} Oh please. The only reason you creamed me in the past was because I had a crush on you, so I went easy on you. We're both adults now, so all bets are off. {I flashed Archie a cheeky sort of grin as we continued walking in that general direction, in preparation for our first activity of the night together} Give it your all, Arch, and I am still confident that I will whoop you. {I added with playful confidence as we reached the ride and then took our prospective places in line behind the other few people already waiting for their turn on the bumper cars} Are you sure your pride can handle it, Arch? You know, me whooping you? {I continued to tease; knowing this conversation between us now was all in fun, since neither one of us were as competitive as we were pretending to be with one another now}

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Archie Andrews was known as the all american boy, the loyal, the determination to help others. Archie was always told to pave his own path, to follow his heart. His dad always wanted him to stay true to himself. Archie held that necklace around his neck a small symbol of his father’s memory. Each time I felt torn, lost to follow my own path I ended up at the graveyard by his stone, and I would listen. Staying in Riverdale, make my mark to reform the town I once loved, that i once said i’d never leave. And the redhead felt it in his heart this town was horrifying at times, death constantly knocking on our doors. 

But Betty, she was always the compass, the guiding light; and seeing as she opt to stay in Riverdale, help her mom at the paper, I felt that instant flutters in my stomach. A chance we broke, the chance to discover our hearts. High School had never been our time. High school had always held obstacles in front of us. I never felt prepared or worthy of Betty, and then in the end i had hurt her heart, I had hurt myself and all the parties involved. Veronica and Jughead; forgave and even to this day Archie was friends with them. We spoke weekly, but my heart only skipped a beat for one; the blonde standing next to me now. These foolish kid games screamed Betty and Archie. I may be an adult, I may be coping with the challenges of the army, I may find a reason to smile tonight. Archie knew himself; he was loyal, and he wanted to win for Betty, but perhaps he could try to not cream her in this game. Betty was so proud of herself when she hit the pin. I felt that proud grin of mine raise to my lips. 

She wasn’t weak, she had an arm on her, and I was impressed, I had to fight the urge to pat her on the back, reminding myself we were head to head. Waiting purposely for the blonde to toss her balls, and hues watched as if he was memorized by the throw and roughly she had a good hand. “ I’m impressed Cooper, now if you could watch the master..” The master what was I? Trying to impress Betty? I knew my plan, hands picked up the harden ball in his grasp, eyes lined on the pins as I set the aim, with any strength I had as I tossed the first, landing straight against the back wall. Yikes, I made an expression as shoulders rolled into a shrug. I planned to miss, I didn’t want to cream Betty all at once. Feeling the pressure; Archie felt sweaty palms as he aimed again and with a toss he landed on 4 pins falling meaning he was the real winner. 

Victory was his, raising arms up as a “ Yes” Left his lips, he spun around to face the blonde. “ Now which prize do you want Cooper?” A sparkle in his hues, as he glanced to the hung up prizes, which animal would make that smile stick to her lips. A night of longing, of friends catching up; and time freezes because its us Betty and Archie.

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{I know it had been years since I had seen Archie, and even longer than that since he and I had hung out alone, but honestly, it felt like no time at all had passed between us. I didn't even give it a second's thought when my arm looped through his and my head brushed gently against his arm as the two of us made our way through the familiar streets of Riverdale on our way to the fairgrounds where the carnival was held each year. Once we reached our destination, we began mulling over what we wanted to do first. I mean, between games, rides, food, and other entertainment, we had a lot to choose from. In one sense I wanted to get the stupid not so fun house out of the way, but in another, I don't know if I was quite ready to that yet. With that thought in mind, I was relieved when the suggestion of bumper cars was placed on the metaphorical table, of sorts} Oh please. The only reason you creamed me in the past was because I had a crush on you, so I went easy on you. We're both adults now, so all bets are off. {I flashed Archie a cheeky sort of grin as we continued walking in that general direction, in preparation for our first activity of the night together} Give it your all, Arch, and I am still confident that I will whoop you. {I added with playful confidence as we reached the ride and then took our prospective places in line behind the other few people already waiting for their turn on the bumper cars} Are you sure your pride can handle it, Arch? You know, me whooping you? {I continued to tease; knowing this conversation between us now was all in fun, since neither one of us were as competitive as we were pretending to be with one another now}

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An competitive nature, it had always been written in my bones. Between basketball, football I always put myself on a higher pedestal, I was my own standard. I liked to feel the rush when I caught a ball, when I made the winning shot, the cheers in the background. Betty was never the first girl remotely interested in sports, she would show up in support of me. We’d been best friends for years childhood and up, and that dazzling smile of hers did wonders in my chest. I’d been a fool, I’d been naive to believe this bond, the love I had for her would flet in time. Betty was the standard constantly in my head, and heart. I missed her; and yeah I was wearing that noble competitive expression a twinkle in my eye. 

But I’d go easy on her, as we stepped forward to the bench. Palm reached down to grasp hold of the white ball, one of three. I heard that ring in her voice, technically it was a win win for her, not that I was going to purposely give the blonde the slightest satisfaction. I needed to uphold my competitive spirt. But I did managed to pull my shoulders into a shrug as I lifted the ball into my hands. “ You might be right, or I’ll purposely pick a prize you won’t like.” I edged into a tease. Of course I knew myself, the loyal side of me. The side that wanted to see the glimmer in her eyes; the side that wanted her to smile at me in pride. And I nodded along. Walking down the countdown in my head. Eyes met hers in a stare as we both echoed the word three right as I aimed my arm back and made the release, My eyes weren’t even watching my ball fly through the air. It was on hers; which was impressive, her ball had hit the top pin, as I grasped at the corner of my hue caught mine hit two of the few pins lined up. 

“ Not bad Copper, maybe you’re fair competition after all.” I aired in our own world, of competitive, of having fun as if it was old times.

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{I know it had been years since I had seen Archie, and even longer than that since he and I had hung out alone, but honestly, it felt like no time at all had passed between us. I didn't even give it a second's thought when my arm looped through his and my head brushed gently against his arm as the two of us made our way through the familiar streets of Riverdale on our way to the fairgrounds where the carnival was held each year. Once we reached our destination, we began mulling over what we wanted to do first. I mean, between games, rides, food, and other entertainment, we had a lot to choose from. In one sense I wanted to get the stupid not so fun house out of the way, but in another, I don't know if I was quite ready to that yet. With that thought in mind, I was relieved when the suggestion of bumper cars was placed on the metaphorical table, of sorts} Oh please. The only reason you creamed me in the past was because I had a crush on you, so I went easy on you. We're both adults now, so all bets are off. {I flashed Archie a cheeky sort of grin as we continued walking in that general direction, in preparation for our first activity of the night together} Give it your all, Arch, and I am still confident that I will whoop you. {I added with playful confidence as we reached the ride and then took our prospective places in line behind the other few people already waiting for their turn on the bumper cars} Are you sure your pride can handle it, Arch? You know, me whooping you? {I continued to tease; knowing this conversation between us now was all in fun, since neither one of us were as competitive as we were pretending to be with one another now}