#Dont ask why there is a raccon

[beels-thedodo]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY NANAMIN!!!

[upper-moon-4askblog]

Life for the clones seem normal well that is untill a hunting dog ran in the forest looking for a scent of a weak demon that it's assign slayer told to find. the dog wears a vest it's reads "Hunting dog"

seems like the demon slayer core decide to get more aid in finding demons as who had guess it trained some dogs to track weak demons for there assign slayers to behead

The dogs fluffy brown Brindle fur was it's main features beside that it was a averge hunting dog.

the dog paced around trying to find a demon scent to track and trap the demon just like how it was trained to

(like raccoon hunting with dogs instead of the raccon it's the demon also if you dont know what that is basicy the hunter sends there dogs out to find a raccoon and trap it also alerting it's owner that the raccoon is trapped by barking)

Sekido was visibly disgusted by these creatures that are called "dogs" — "DOGS!?" He says in a very disgusted tone. — "… These are 'dogs'!?… Disgusting, pathetic, ugly, weak, useless, worthless, trash creatures! They disgust me! … Don't ever show these abominations to my face ever again! They are disgusting!" He spits out hateful comments towards these creatures, disgusted by them.

— Karaku noticed the hunting dog and started talking with a sickly sweet tone. — “Well, well, well, look what we got here. A little hunting dog by themselves?~ It seems like your master has lost their leash, how cute.” He laughed, trying to lure the dog closer with his voice.

Aizetsu seems interested in the story you just told him. He looks at you and asks you this question while tilting his head. — "But how can a dog find a demon like us that easily? Wouldn't we be harder to track in our blood demon art form than a raccoon?" He seems curious, not understanding the whole concept about it and why a demon could be found so easily by a hunting dog that is trained to hunt down weak demons.

Urogi eyes seem to glow when he spots the words, "Hunting Dog." — "A dog meant for hunting demons? Oh, that is just swell! What an adorable, fluffy little doggy with a vest! And they look so good at their job too, it's absolutely delightful to see them at work! They are so smart and precious, if only I could have me very one~" His eyes seem to sparkle with joy as he continues to speak about this wonderful, good boy.

[sugar-plum-obito]

Mattsun and makki probably have shared custody of a raccoon and possum they found on the streets named Aragorn and Gollum respectively <3

absolutely those two idiots probably saw them fighting over trash and fell in love and took them home, now aragorn and gollum are in the family christmas pictures

[imaginewithtearose]

Hai hai! May I request headcanons of Trey, Rook, Jack and Deuce with an introverted!cozy!witch!s/o from our world with a GIANT canine familiar made of Shadows (think the vibe of church grim but the size of Lion from Steven Universe)? Familiar acts like service/emotional support animal (s/o got depression baby) and guard dog all in one. Familiar can also create portals, store stuff in fur (think Lion from Steven Universe)

(Im deadass imagining this dog instantly going after Grim when they exited the coffin)

Feel free to decline if your uncomfy with the request tho!

Thankyou in advance dear,

-🌸

Why deny this ask? IS SO ORIGINAL AND I LOVE IT!! Sweet baby, im a huge fan of su so you got the perfect lady for the ask ;)

Trey, Rook, Jack and Deuce with an introverted cozy witch s/o with a giant canine familiar made out of shadows!

Trey

Ah, yes, another start of the new year in nrc- WAIT THAT WAS A SHADOW DOG RUNNING A FIRE RACCON!? AND A WITCH BEHIND THEM!?

Ok so first impressions are desastrous. What did just happen. He is so confused. But he doesn't judge y'all, he wants to meet you and your familiar before judging something.

Actually you are such a nice person. Your second encounter is when your familiar entera Heartslabyul kitchen and almost destroys a cake, reason why you apologize to him and decide to make it up.

He says its okay, nothing's bad, he can fix it but the moment you just take cleaning stuff from your familiar's hair he just stands there.

Wait you can do magic? Impressive

Both of you clean the kitchen and wave goodbye, thats the start of a friendship.

You show him your magic abilities in the kitchen, passing crystals and putting diferent plants in your dishes. Trey is highly impressed with this.

The second time he got impressed was when you appeared out of nowhere, well, a portal, with your familiar. He almost got a heart attack. But still, impressed about your familiar's powers.

If you have any basic magic like, levitate stuff, give life to objects and so, he will ask you to help him sometimes as an excuse to see you. If you dont, not worry, he still asks you for help.

He is such a mom friend, that he notices right away when you are sad or are having a bad day. Your familiar is helpful, since its there for you with him to help you got back into your feet.

Expect him giving you sweets and staying at your side when depressive episodes happens. He takes care of you very well, helping through your tasks of every day, and also treats your familiar so right that it makes your heart melt a little.

Ngl, he tried brushing their teeth from your familiar, lmao.

It was cute seeing a teenager scolding a enormous shadow dog for not brushing his teeth.

He confesses first, with a sweet chocolate cake with your name on it. He is straight forward about dating you, and your familiar can sense that... Since he approves that chocolate cake.

“Wait, i dont know if he can eat chocolate- I made dog treats for him.”

Such a cutie.

Baking dates! You two will try new recipes, and if your familiar doesnt eat all of the ingredients or the results, you will have afternoon tea and pastries.

He will stay inside with you, or he will take you to Heartslabyul parties (with Riddle approval of course) and make sure you have everything you need.

Every student there just passes besides you and your familiar, he is scary.

Cater tries to take a photo and almost got bitten lol

Riddle become a great friend of yours, and of course, wants to learn about your magic methods. Trey is proud about you makin a friend, so he serves you two more cake.

A great boyfriend, really. Lucky you and your familiar.

Rook

This is the first time a student surprised him, actually. What a great entrance ceremony. Beauté!

His new interest is, of course, you, and your canine familiar. We all know he is a hunter, he wants to know every animal and prey!

Tough he doesn't consider you a prey but a hunter, like him.

You catch him several times trying to take a picture of your familiar and you. He fakes a embarrassed smile and walks off, while your familiar growls at him.

It takes time, patience, an putting limits between you and your familiar for you and Rook to become friends. And he is a clingy friend.

His obsession doesn't stop there. It grows even more, wanting to know everything about you as a user of magic of another world, and your familiar abilities.

He doesn't show impacted when you show off, he already knew, but he acts impressed and so happy, he wants to see more and more!

... and so he fell for you. Oops.

He is straight forward and tells you with a long and romantic poem that he is in love with you. You answer with a nod and a soft “I like you too” and his heart MELTS.

Tries to make your familiar like him, but he always grows when he approaches. This actually make him happy, knowing how obsessed he is with creatures.

When he saw you on a depressive episode, he knew exactly what to do. Maybe because of past knowledge, or intuition. That was the first time your familiar trusted him. And it continued on.

“Mon chéri, look at me, everything will be okay, im here for you... I will not let go of your hand. Do you want something? Hmm? Non non, you are not a burden. Here. Lets make some tea”

Your number one simp and fan at EVERYTHING YOU DO. As a normal person and as a witch. This extroverted mf makes you blush all the time.

Your cozy and introverted side is something that attracts him, knowing how much of an extroverted he is; Does his best to enjoy peaceful moments with you inside your dorm, playing with your hair and you watching you do you.

Rook is a little weird, yes, but he is not a bad boyfriend actually.

Jack

Woof woof bark bark bark woof woof bark bark

Literally his canine insticts appear when he sees your familiar in the ceremony. He wants to run after him.

But he stops himself, thinking that you are a senpai and it will be disrespectful

He really got surprised to see you in the same classroom.

Aaaaand when he saw again your familiar, he actually tried to run after him, but you stopped both of them.

Just a witch scolding two canine bois. Nothing to see here.

Is this relationship between your familiar and Jack that makes your relationship with Jack blossom. You see him like a cute human version of your familiar.

He is sure showing his wolf form to you, actually, he enjoys you brushing him with care.

His feelings change when he sees you on action, using magic and your familiar supporting you with portals and taking support items out of his hair.

Oh god he got a crush, and respectfully confessed, and when he got a laugh and a “I like you too” from your part, HIS TAIL WENT WOOOOSH LIKE A FAN. SO CUTEEEE.

He tries his best when it comes up to your meltdowns and depressive episodes. He has no idea what to do, so your familiar guides him and he obeys him, seeing as someone respectable.

Loves your cozy vibes actually. A soft boy that lays down at your side and hopes to get praised and loved.

His tail always gives it away what he really feels, and you note this and find it cute. Thats the way you knew how much he loves praises.

“No, no, really, im fine... I don't like that, stop, im not a doggie or a mascot, you know that... But, wait, just pat my ears one more time--”

Tried to challenge your familiar to a run. And lost.

He was on the floor trying to catch some of the air that he lost, and your familiar licked his face. He felt defeated and mentally cried for this.

You reassured him with some kisses and pats.

Overall, i think with him as your boyfriend, you gained another canine familiar.

Deuce

Sincerely, WHAT THE F-

Got really scared, his first day in hearstlabyul and HE SEES A SHADOW DOG RUNNING A RACCOON DOWN THE HALLWAY.

Since you were running them both, he got worried that you might be trying to save the weird raccoon.

And now he runs after you too.

And now, you are on detention with the director.

That was your first meet. And after going outside his office, you both introduced themselves.

And so friendship begun. Tutututu.

He is really excited seeing you do magic, and asks for tips so he can be a better at least in the basics of magic, reason why he respects you so much. He still hasn't come down to the conclusion that there are different types of magic.

You show him your crystal collection and his eyes glow, literally. Thats so cute.

Even if he tries to look serious and unimpressed, the tricks you make with your familiar, such as portals and taking things out of his hair impress and scares him. Specially when he is so big and so shady he thinks he will be eaten. And his insticts to fight or flight confused him.

Your familiar scares him, we know, but you take his hand and reassure him that he is a good boy. And slowly approaches him.

After petting it, Deuce became more confident around them. But something else bother him... The image of you holding his hand and talking slowly to you didn't leave his head. AT ALL.

Oh no he is in love.

Tries to be a gentleman at confessing but fails HORRIBLY. Really. Everything goes wrong. And you end with a bouquet of flowers in your head.

“Sorry, sorry, sorry, i-i have never done this before, ah, but i just kinda wanted to make you know that i liked you... Ahhh wait a moment”

But your laugh and your affirmation of reciprocated feelings makes him calm down and hug you slowly.

Now Deuce has a beautiful partner that has to take care of.

And you have two protectors ready to fight for you, haha.

When you enter a depressive episode, he is the worst. But still tries. He is serious and ready at your every need and every command your familiar gives with simple gestures.

Likes your cozy vibes and calm attitude. Sometimes he can be an idiot with so much energy, so he needs someone calm to change the rhythm.

You can be drinking tea, making potions or brushing your familiar, and he will be there fixing mechanical stuff as a way to relax himself. You do you, he does his own.

A very cute and balanced relationship :)

Hope this pleases you! My apologies on taking sooo long on answering you, the Matchups were a crazy mess. But im better now. Thanks for your patience.

[nocturnegyser]

A Raccoon and Warren argument

Warren accidentally spilled Raccoons funyuns and shes on her period so.... she really needed those funyuns

W: Babe! I said I was sorry! Look! I even go you a new bag of funnyuns, look!

R: I don’t care Warren, I bought those funyuns with my own money I stole from my brother

W: Well look babe, I’m sorry ok. Are you are really gonna be mad at me over a bag on funyuns?

R: OVER A BAG OF— you have NO RIGHT, to talk about funyuns like that. FUNYUNS ARE A GOOD DELECTABLE SNACK THE PAIR PERFECT WITH FANTA

W: Oh yeah? Well I think fritos and Dr. Pepper go together WAY BETTER than funyuns and fanta

R: *GASP* you bite your tongue

W: You bite yours. Forgive me and I’ll take it back

R:.... fuck you and your metal wings

W: fuck you and your ears and tail

R: YOU SAID YOU LIKED MY EARS AND TAIL, PIGEON

W: AND YOU SAID YOU WERE GONNA COOK BREAKFAST LAST TIME AFTER I COOKED

R: I DONT KNOW ANY GOOD BREAKFAST FOOD RECIPES

W: THEN WHY DON’T YOU ASK ME TO HELP

R: BECAUSE YOU’RE ALREADY SO HELPFUL AS IT IS

W: WELL THAT’S BECAUSE YOU’RE SO DAMN NICR TO BE AROUND

R: WELL THATS BECAUSE YOU’RE EASIER TO GET ALONG WITH THEN YOU LET ON

W:...

R:....

W:.. *hands Raccon the bag of funyuns*

R: *takes bag, opens it and begins eating them right away*

W:...

R:... *hold out bag offering Warren some*

W:...*takes some*

both kiss

[hedgewolf-hunters]

Silence is golden

Drake: Hey you guys want to see one of my adventures from last week? Than take a seat and open those ears up cause have i got a story for you.

In the city of Etrinitat on the corner of main and etheral st a two story old-fashioned wooden establishment sits. The sign a top the doors reads, Alpha & Omega, Bar and grill. Inside was a bustling collection of mobians big and small from avians to deep diggers to the deepest underwater divers. A female dark red wolf is behind a bar counter serving older customers liquor drinks and scaring off under age kids. She has two blue stripes under her sea blue eyes and her hair like fur is done in a single massive braid. Shes wearing a sleevless leather jacket with a tank top underneath, dark blue skin tight jeans and spiked boots on her feet.

"Mom im cutting out early today." A maroon colored male wolf with hedgehog quills barely extending from his head says to the female. He has a black stripe going down the only two quills he has and the same matching blue stripes under his glowing amber eyes. The male is in a sleevless parka, black zipper boots, and gloves with a slightly raised bump on the knuckles.

"Yeah and do what my son?" She asks. Turning to him after serving another customer. The boy places down a crystal double tapping it so a hologram of a bounty appears. Its of a raccon with a list of crimes.

"Drake this guy is an sociopath with a hard on for killing hunters and civilians. Not to mention he probably has a following with him." The woman says.

"Mom i know this. Its the reason i took the job in the first place. You know physical attacks either don't connect or do any real damage, not to mention I'm probably one of only two other people in this building who can actually get close to him." Drake says.

"Sky let the boy go. He needs to learn to take care of himself anyway, and he cant do that if you hold him back from jobs or doing them alone." A purple hedgehog says from the door leading to the kitchen. Her eyes are normal amber compared to the boys, her quills done in a ponytail are greying slightly at the tips as they stop just past halfway down the door. She has a single white stripe on top of her head down her middle quill and a black stripe down each of her outer quills. Shes dressed in sports top and short, and hightop shoes with a chef outfit over it all.

"Thank you Aunt Aura. See mom even Auntie thinks i should give at least one solo job a shot. Look if it doesnt turn out to well than i will not ask again to take a solo. But if it does than can you please just let me do my own every now and then?" Drake asks his over protective mother. Sky bites her lip wanting to say no but knowing they both have a point.

"Fine. But if you get into any trouble trigger the flare and your brother will be there to back you up." Sky says locking a braclet around her second sons wrist.

"Will do ma. Alright ill be back in a couple days. He's in the grassland plains. How he hasnt been caught already, besides his psychotic nature, ill be finding out soon enough." Drake says picking up the crystal and running out the door. He kicks into high gear once outside the bar and runs across the city in a minute flat to the west wall gate.

By nightfall Drake has finally escaped the great forest that surrounds his home and the city. He groans stretching.

"Damn i really wish i had dads super speed, but no, it went to Scarlet and Inferna only. Me and Bane gotta push just to keep up and i have to push harder since Bane can clear the forest in minutes thanks to his wings." Drake grumbles to himself as he stretches his sore legs. A orb flies out from his jacket.

"Oh stop complaining. Your compensation for these little differences is me and our shared abilities. After all none of them can use the Astral plane, like i told you to use, to travel nearly instantly." A feminine voice says from the orb.

"I got excited and forgot ok. No need to chew my head off Aster. Besides wheres the adventure in instant travel? If we had we wouldn't had to chase away those pups from the cargo transport and kept supplies running to the city." Drake says to the orb. The feminine voice huffs and returns to his jacket.

"Fine but when this job is done we go home my way. Last thing we need is for you to lose your prey fending off adolescent feral wolves again." Aster says before going silent again. Drake chuckles as he starts running again headed to the city of the plains Primous.

Day break arrives and Drake yawns from his room inside a old fashioned inn. He arrived around midnight in the city and could only find this building to rest in. He stretches getting a few pops in his back from sleeping on the lumpy mattress. He grunts as he gets up off the bed and walks to the sink in the room. He spashes ice cold water in his face and reaches into one of his inner jacket pockets. Seemingly deeper than it looks he pulls out some morning hygiene tools.

Half an hour later Drake heads down to the main floor and walks out waving bye to the shop keep. The town is now bustling with buisness, cars driving by pedestrians walking around and kids heading to schools nearby. Drake smiles as he jumps up onto the roof and takes in a birds eye view of the city. Whistling as the crowded busy streets clog up in the mornng traffic. A few sky scrapers litter the city and a few cathedrals, his targets usual dumping sites. Smirking Drake jumps from the building and lands on the sidewalk, he heads into the deeper parts of town blending in as much as he can.

Three hours later Drake is stopped at the last cathedral in the city.

"The place where it all started. A city inspector came to check on the building and found several dead bodies placed in various forms of worship. The cops caught video footage of the raccoon in question shortly after the bodies were found in other cathedrals. Mobians have been scared of this place ever since and the neighborhood has been evacuated do to that fear." Aster says while Drake stands by the doors.

"And some mobians have come to worship him as a new messiah with the messages he's left with the last seven victims. I wonder why is it than that they cant trace his signal during the 'Prayer' as its been labeled. Someones gotta have a clue to where this loon is." Drake mumbles as he stares at the gothic doorway of the church. He scratches his head as he turns around and bumps into a young female raccoon.

"My bad little lady didnt see you there." Drake says taking a knee to help her up. She shakes her head with a small smile as she takes his hand of help. Drake smells the blood and goes wide eyed for a second before passing out from a needle in his neck. Aster stays silent as Drake passes out.

"See momma I caught the bad man after daddy." The raccoon girl says pulling the needle out and waving at a bush. The female fox that ran the inn Drake slept at walks out.

"Good girl. Now lets get him inside before anyone sees." The fox says grabbing Drake by his feet.

An hour later Drake groans awake strapped to a table with a light glaring down at him. He thinks back to what happened before he fell out. The flash back coming back he sighs and grinds his teeth a little.

"Seems someone is noticing his mistake." Aster says. Drake glares at his jacket quickly and than lays back.

"Cant blame you for that one, i deserved it. Guess the bait was too good for him to pass up." Drake mutters under his breath to Aster. She snorts in reply and Drake feels something hovering over his hands.

"Not yet, let the bait settle a little more. But if you feel like im in trouble...feel free to get dirty." Drake says the sensation leaves his wrist as Aster sighs. Drake whistles a tune from his childhood as he waits for the next half an hour till his target appears. A four foot tall raccon with well built frame wearing a priests robe.

"Hello my little sheep. Glad to see your comfy in your protective bindings." The raccoon says.

"Well you left me on this slab with nothing to get comfy with so i made do." Drake replies.

"Heh you are quite the talkative type arent you little sheep." He says.

"No shit Sherlock, I've been stuck up here for half an hour with nothing to do but whistle an old lullaby." Drake says

"Hmm, do you know why you are here little-"

"Call me little sheep one more time and I'm gonna tear a hole through your windpipe." Drake interrupts the raccoon getting tired of that comendering tone that follows the words.

"Fine than hunter, i assume you are here for my head but it seems you're about to lose yours." The raccoon says dropping the fatherly tone to his true thug accent. He walks towards a table with a bloody cloth over it and powerlines leading out from underneath it.

"You assume I'll lose my head here, but let me ask you, do you know why i didn't tear your daughter in half before the needle touched my skin? Or why I didn't drag your wife out of the bushes when they hid behind me?" Drake asks making the raccoon stop in his tracks. Aster uses the moment to slice the straps lightly, enough that they can be broken with even the slightest move. The raccoon turns around glaring at Drake.

"Dude you think I didnt notice the table setting in the back of the inn? Or that i was being followed from cathedral to cathedral? Not to mention your ladies eyes when she heard me say i was a hunter." Drake says. The raccoon looks confused.

"Than why did you allow yourself to be captured?" He asks walking over to Drake puzzled now.

"Honestly i didnt know you would send your own flesh and blood to capture me, that threw me for a loop for a second. But its just how I hunt by myself. I dont go looking for prey i let them come to me." Drake finishes with a grin freeing his hand and grabbing the raccoon by his robe and tossing him over the table with the power tools. Drake quickly curls into a spin dash to free himself and stands up on the floor. Two gunshots in his direction make him turn towards the firing squad of the wife and child. Rubbing the bridge of his nose Drake summons Aster in physical form. A scythe blade with a gap where its connected to the curved staff, a smaller blade growing out the opposite side. Gold trimm visibly and bulbously formimg a drip down pattern down the staff till it reaches the bottom where the gold turns into a spear point.

Drake spins the scythe around in his hand as he walks towards the two females. Bullets bounce off the scythe like rubber as Drake gets closer to them. Once the ammunition is out Drake stops spinning the scythe and grabs a point on the foxes collar bone that sends her to sleep. He back steps the small Raccoon and slams the wood down across her back before striking her several times with his fingers in specific locations to immobolize her and put her to sleep as well.

"Now that the peanut gallery is take care of, where were we?" Drake asks gibing Aster one final spin before resting her against his shoulder. The male Raccoon has stumbled back on the floor.

"You are some sort of Demon, you must be!" He exclaims. Drake snorts as he grips Aster with both hands.

"Hear that Aster, he thinks we're demons." Drake says. A shimmer from the balde makes the Raccoon back up more.

"Ah if only he could hear me, id havea few choice words for him to show him how demon like we are." Aster says to Drake. Drake grins watching as the man scrambles for a knife. He stops a few feet away from the raccoon whos now on his feet with a serrated blood covered machete. Drake leans one foot forward and one foot back, lowering Aster to hover above the floor he holds her with both hands at the ready to swing. The raccoon charges at Drake like a scared child wildy swinging the machete. Drake waits till hes within two feet of them and swings Aster in an upward arc going right through him, than coming back down in the opposite direction. He side steps as the raccoon passes him still swinging scared. Drake finishes by slicing aster through his neck. All three attacks leave no mark on the raccoon whos confused as he felt the blade go through him all three times.

"Im gonna give you two options now psycho. Come quietly and live out your days in a jail cell nice and comfy. Or." Drake says snapping his fingers. The cuts slowly form where the blade touched, not deep like they should be but enough that they are drawing faint amounts of blood.

"I let your cuts form fully to the point of no return." Drake says making a slicing motion with his thumb across his throat. The raccoon gasps in pain feeling the sensation of the two across his body getting deeper agonizingly slowly.

"Please, just stop the pain! Take me in but stop this torture." He begs. Drake raises a brow and steps over to the writhing raccoon.

"You think this is pain? You think i should show you mercy that you never showed to twenty others? No this isnt pain and suffering, this isnt torture yet little sheep." Drake says makimg the raccoon look up at him for a moment. In that moment drake showed him something few others see unless he wants them too.

"Remember you know nothing of suffering, pain, or torture. I'll take you in but you nore your family will remember the other. Of that i will make sure of." Drake says lifting Aster and slamming the spear point down onto his targets head.

Drake: No i didnt kill the guy. Aster can sever bonds and memories with her spear point. I simply took all threes memories of being together from the point of the killings. The wife thought he had left her and the child and thats the way it will stay while the shit rots his life away in prison now. And quick note from the mun that no more stories this week. He'll have more ready next week but this week he will be focusingnon his other project. If you want to Rp with us we can do that or answer questions. But no stories for the next six days.

[kaywritesthings]

Bughead

Jughead: Jughead sat in the booth reading xfiles and keeping to himself. He still had no idea why his life was as extreme as it had been lately. Friends. A girlfriend who was way above his pay grade.  Who seem to like him for some pretenatural reason. He counted his fries on his plate and instead of eating them like a normal human he played with his food. He knew Betty was doing some cool cheerleading thing, with cool moves and sexually frustrating hair tosses and hip bumps. Jughead held his frie like a cigarette, as he turned the page on his xfile series.

Betty: No matter how long she'd actually been on the team, Betty always felt a little out of place on the cheerleading team.  She wasn't like Veronica or Cheryl. She didn't get how to move her body like that, or be...sexy.  She could fake it, sure, but she didn't get it.  Betty couldn't help but muse over it the whole walk over to Pop's after practice, her hair pulled tight in a perfect ponytail.  She was pleased to see Jughead framed in the window of Pop's Diner as she got closer and picked up her pace.  Being at home wasn't any place she wanted to be right now, and being with Jug just made things...better.  She pushed her way through the door of Pops and slid into the booth seat next to Jughead, leaning in and pressing a quick kiss to his cheek.  "Hi," she said a little breathlessly.  "I didn't see you after practice.  I should have guessed you were here."

Jughead: "I was called a pervert for watching you do cheer. Plus, it smells like tampons in there." He said. "Don't ask how I know that." He said and slung one lazy arm around her. He lifted his fingers for a waiter to come over and get her a chocolate shake and food. "How was practice?" He asked. He put a fold on the page he was on and shut the book to give his attention to his girlfriend. "How's Polly? You hear from her lately?"

Betty: Betty let out a soft laugh.  "Were you?  Being a pervert?" she teased, or tried to.  She still felt some level of awkwardness with trying to be sexual at all, even though she wanted to.  Even if she didn't really know how to say it.  "I won't," she said, shivering a little with pleasure as Jughead put an arm around her shoulder.  "It was practice.   Veronia and Cheryl are locked in some crazy power struggle," she said, not sure that Jug even cared, but it was nice to get off her chest.  She sighed slightly and looked down at the table, reaching out and putting a little whipped cream on her finger from the shake and sucking it off thoughtfully.  "I don't know.  It's so hard to tell lately.  She says she's fine.  But she's locked up in that house, and I don't know how it's any better than that hospital."

Jughead: Jughead watched her lick the cream and licked his lips. He returned his eyes back to the table top. Don't be a pervert. "I dont understand power struggle. I just want to get through 6 hours of school and leave. I dont care about anything else. Well, minus you."He confessed. "Would you like your own shake?" He teased. "I didnt think you like strawberry?"

Betty: "It's all very high up girl stuff," Betty said conspiratorily.   "Whoever gets control of the cheerleading squad is the de facto queen of the school."  Betty smiled.  "Good," she said and kissed Jughead's cheek again.  "But you should care a little about your grades.  We both need to get out of here after high school."  She laughed.  "I guess I perfer chocolate," she teased and called out to order one, but not before stealing some more whipped cream from Jughead's.

Jughead: "ADD EXTRA WHIP ON HER. SHE KEEPS STEALING MINE." He shouted to the waiter. "you got it!" Said the waiter. "You dont want all control over the cheerleading squad? " He asked. "To be the queen? You could be a queen." He said. "Dating the jester. What would the royal court say?" He asked. He scooped up a index finger size whip cream and dabbed it on jugheads nose.

Betty: Betty laughed softly and leaned her chin onto one hand, watching Jughead with a small smile on her lips.  "I don't need to be the queen. I like being Betty."  She honestly didn't, most of the time, but she was starting to. At least when Jughead was looking at her like she was worth something. She reached up and tugged on one of the spikes of his hat.  "You're pretty serious for a jester, Jughead," she said and smiled, laughing when Jughead dabbed some cream on her nose.  "So other than sitting here brooding and misusing whipped cream, what have you been up to?"

Jughead: "I am a very anti jester. I would make everyone cry and recontructe their views ont he world. " He laughed. "I been reading some, Before this I walked the fields and discovered a raccon in which I named Brandon. Because it seemed like a Branson. That's all. I don't live and exciting life I am afraid. You are witht he dullest human in Riverdale."

Betty: "Thats my little nhilist," Betty couldn't help but chuckle.  "Or are you more of an anarchist.  More down with royalty, I would think."  She thanked the waiter for bringing her milkshake and took a sip of it, smiling over at Jughead.  "I don't think you're dull.  You've got more going on in your head than most of the population of the town."

Jughead: "That is true. My brain has it's own universe" He laughed. She complemented him too much. "what did you do, other than get through the cheerleading rituals?" He asked. He saw some of the football players come in and look them over. They whispered to themselves about how weird they were, before sitting down. "Anyway, we shuold go? Maybe. "

Betty: Betty shrugged and smiled. "I was going to try and work on another issue of the Blue and Gold, but my star co-reporter was no where to be found."  She sipped a little more from her milkshake and felt something in her stomach drop out when she saw the eyes of some football players on them.  She still felt a flood of rage around any of them, and it was so hard to choke back.  "Yes, lets go," she said, flushing a little and pulling out some change to pay for the milkshake before grabbing Jughead's hand.

Jughead: Jughead was going to pay for it,but she did and he let her. He felt ashamed. He should provide for her, but he barely was able to provide for himself. He removed his jacket and put it over her shoulders. Maybe chivary counted for something? "It doesn't bother you? How people look at you when you are with me?"He asked.

Betty: Betty looked up at Jughead and smiled when he wrapped his jacket around her shoulders, leanign close to him as they walked.  "I used to care so much about what everybody thought.  But it's worthless.  I don't care anymore.  I'd rather be happy."  She gave Jughead a lopsided kind of smile.  "Those guys all think I'm insane anyway.  It might be more about me than you."

Jughead: "Who cares. Most of them eat ketchup like it's soup." He teased "and are going tno where in life. Remember that." He played with her pony tail. He rolled the curl of her pony tail, with hi finger and kissed her cheek. He felt... cheerful "It's cold. Why did we drink milk shakes? We need hot chocolate."

Betty: "I don't think my mom will be home for a few hours," Betty offered, feeling something flutter in her chest just a little with how Jughead was playing with her hair.  It almost felt like something that would be in some movie about young love, but it was actually real.  That was hard for her to wrap her head around.  "I'll make you some hot chocolate."

Jughead: "You are inviting me over? will that be ok?" He asked. "Your mom wont stare at me like I am the anti christ?" He teased. "Sure, I would love your hot chocolate. Let's go! " He said. "I am going to have a sugar overlaod, but I guess you do only live once!"

Betty: "My mom's not home, so it will have to be okay," Betty said, hoping that her mother hadn't changed her plans at the last second.  She changed directions slightly and headed for her house, tugging Jughead along with her.  "Like you're really that worried about sugar. I don't really think of Jughead Jones in the same realm of health conscious."