Betty jogged along, her ponytail flapping behind her, the electric sensor fastened to her light pink cardigan beating on her bouncing chest. She rounded the corner and was swallowed by blackness. She cradled her gun, listening for approaching footsteps.
"Betty?" whisper-shouted a familiar voice, "You can't just not shoot anyone, that's the whole point of the game!"
Betty smiled devilishly. She waltzed into view and stepped towards him.
Jughead sighed, "Truce?"
She said nothing as she pressed a scarred palm onto his chest, backing him into the corner. Betty pinned him against the wall. She hung her arms around his neck and dove in for a kiss. Her strawberry flavored lip gloss was sweet on his lips.
His eyes flickered open at the sound of a sharp, high-pitched beeping that echoed throughout the course. There was Betty, brandishing her laser gun and giggling like a devious child before skipping away from him. His brain raced to process it.
"You shot me!"
"How could I not?" she shouted, her radiant blonde ponytail bobbing just above the nape of her neck. "After all, that's the whole point of the game!"
With that, she melted into the darkness again.
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Hope you liked this one-shot! At first I thought Jughead would kiss her first, but I thought switching the predictable roles would be more interesting... you might see some more Dark Betty-esque stuff soon ; )
-LilyPopp
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