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J POV
It was finally Saturday. I carefully untangle myself from Betty, and go make breakfast. I spot Scarlett in the living room. "What are you doing up so early?" I ask. "Couldn't sleep." She replies. "I'm making breakfast if your hungry." I say and she nods.

I feel a head on my back, and I wince a little. "You ok Jug?" I hear. "Yea. Just a little sore." I reply.

B POV
"What happened to your back?" I ask.  "Nothing." he replies. I lift his shirt. "So this is nothing?" I snap. He turns to me. "I'm fine." he says. "Juggie, they cut you. It's not fine." I say. He cups my face. "It may not be fine, but I am fine." He kisses my forehead. I rest my head nod his chest. "At least let me look at it so I can clean it." I say. "After breakfast." he says.

I get him on the bed and look at his back. I cover my mouth. "Jug." I whisper. I don't hear Scarlett come in and she walks up to me. "Mom?" she asks quietly. "What are you doing in here?" Jughead asks. "I was gonna ask what we're doing today." she answers. "I'm gonna go get the kit." I say.

J POV
Betty came back and poured some peroxide on my back. "Why did they cut an X on your back?" Scarlett asks. "I don't know." I reply. I feel Betty's fingers lightly skim over the cuts and then she bandaged them. "Thank you." I say, and stand. Scarlett wraps her arms around me. "I'm ok munchkin." I kiss her head. "When are you and mom getting married?" she asks. Betty chokes on the air, and I laugh at her. "I don't know." she says after the coughing fit. Scarlett let's go of me and heads out of the room. "Betts. You ok?" I ask. She was turned away from me. She was silently crying. "Betty." I say softly. She turns to me, and her eyes were rimmed red and puffy, her cheeks tear stained. I pull her to me and hug her tightly. "I'm ok." I whisper repeatedly. "Why Juggie? Why did they do that?" she asks when we break. I cup her face. "I don't know, but they aren't gonna get me again. I promise." I say. She shakes her head. "You don't know that!" she cries. "It's ok." I kiss her. She wraps her arms around my neck.

B POV
It's almost Christmas, and jughead and I are shopping for Scarlett's presents. "What about this?" Jughead asks. I nod and we continue. After a couple of hours we get home and wrap her presents. "So, What did you get me?" Scarlett asks as she bursts through the bedroom door. "If I tell you, I'm unwrapping every single one of them and taking them back." I say. "No!" she squeals. She runs to the bed, and gets in the middle. "Can we sleep like this on Christmas?" she asks. "Sure munchkin." Jughead says. "Good. Because if you would've said no, I still would have got in your bed." she says. "You're a bossy bit of goods today." I laugh. "I'm a bossy bit of goods everyday." she states. I kiss her head and she gets up. "Alright bossy bits, get some rest." he says. She nods and heads to her room. "What are we doing tomorrow?" I ask. "Scarlett and I are going to get your presents. Fp and fangs is taking you out for the day." he answers. I nod and turn away from him. He wraps his arm around me. "Good night Betts." he kisses my neck. "Good night." I close my eyes.

F POV
Fp, Betty, and I were eating lunch at pops. "What you get Scarlett?" I ask. "It's a secret." she grins. "Always play that way." Fp laughs. "You're not getting a thing out of me!" she states. "I can think of a few ways." I grin. "No! You're not getting me drunk." she laughs. "Ah, you know me to well." I say. "Don't even think about spiking my drink today. I made a promise not to drink today." she says. I look at her confused, but she just grins and hops out of the booth. "She's in a good mood." I say. "Let's keep it that way." Fp says.

J POV
We got all of Betty's presents wrapped and under the tree. "Scarlett? Jughead?" I hear her yell. "In here." Scarlett yells. She walks in and lays on the couch with her head on my lap. "Long day?" I bite back a laugh. "Shut up." she says, turning to her side. She closes her eyes, taking a deep breath. "Do you want to go to bed?" Scarlett asks. "No. Your dad is pretty comfy." she says. I roll my eyes and rub her arm. Scarlett puts a blanket over her and goes to her room. I turn the tv on and turn the volume down. Betty gets up. "Where are you going?" I ask. "To bed." she replies. I get up and follow her.

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