(I feel like this was requested but I can't remember by who so if your reading this please let me know and sorry for the wait.)
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Tonight was career night at you school student would go on stage and act out what their job would be and the their parent would guess.
Right now Emerald Lodge was on stage singing while Veronica and Archie where waiting on the sidelines to present the guess.
You had been working really hard on yours and hoped that everyone would know what you wanted to be.
"Y/N Jones." You hear your teachers voice bringing you out of your thoughts.
You nervously walked onto the stage smiling once you see your parent standing off to the side.
When you got to the middle of the sage you walked up to the front and turned on the projected and grabbed the remote.
"For my presentation I'll need and volunteer from the audience," You start. "But worry not I've already chosen... Mr. Patricks." You said calling on your science teacher.
He walked on the stage smiling at you as he usually did to all the student.
"Mr.Patricks." You started.
"Miss/Mr. Jones." He chuckle.
"A few weeks ago you told us your wife has a baby in her stomach and it got there because you love each other very much." You explained pressing a button causing a picture of Mr. and Mrs. Patricks.
"Yes, that is true." He answered looking over to his wife who was in the crowd.
"Is it?" You asked.
"Of course." He answered.
"Well my mommy and daddy said that when two people love each other like a mommy and daddy do, god raps a ribbon around them so that they don't love anyone else." You said. "So if you love you wife as you claim could you please explain to everyone what this is?" You said changing the slide once again to Said music teacher involved in a heave make-out session with the new art teacher.
Gasps were heard from around the auditorium as everyone fully grasped the situation at hand.
"Where did you get these?" Mr. Patricks asked his smile long gone.
"I don't think your should be the one asking the question Mr. Patricks," you replied. "This is my I-Interrotation." You said trying to pronounce the word like you had been practicing.
"This picture was taken 3 months ago, 2 weeks after Mrs. Hansen came to this school." You said to the crowd. "Since such time I have counted approximately 23 encounters such as this on school grounds." You continue. "And furthermore..." you were going to continue but you homeroom teacher ran across the stage and turned off the projector.
"Okay thank you Miss. Jones." You said.
You turned to your parent with a bright smile on your face.
"Could you guess what I am?" You asked.
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"Mommy can we get ice cream tomorrow?" You asked as you and you parent walked to the car.
"Sure Sweet My right after we have your meeting with the principal." She answered back.
"Okay." You smiled.
"Jughead," Betty started. "Isn't there something you wanted to say to your child?" She asked.
"Oh right." He said looking down at you. "I think the word you meant to use was interrogation not interrotation sweet heart." He corrected.
"Oh." Was all you said.
There was a thud sound followed by a pained ouch from your father.
"Fine, your presentation was very good honey." He started. "But that wasn't very nice to do to your teacher."
"But I just wanted to be like you and mommy." You replied. "You said mommy's and your jobs are important because you let people know the truth. And that I should never let anyone silence my voice if I speak in the name of justice." You quote the words your parents have been talking you since you could remember.
"I know sweetly but sometimes it's best when people don't know that truth." Betty joined.
"So I should lie?" You asked.
"No it's not lying exactly."
"But you and daddy said there is only facts and lies there is no in between."
"Yeah, your right we did say that." Betty muttered cursing herself for not only her word but also creating a child that was But her and Jughead in the best and worst ways.
"Okay." Jughead said picking your up. "How about over ice cream tomorrow we'll talk a little more about it and when your older we'll tell you the rest so you can understand." He offered.
"Hummm, Okay." You said smiling brightly at your father.
Eventually that constant pace of his footsteps started to lull you to sleep s you lay your head down in his shoulder you let out a whisper.
