Rule - Sweet Pea (1)

Samurai Jones, at your service

Rule and Toni stood outside of the Pembrook, both parties know that there was no way in hell Rule was going inside. Toni glanced at her best friend, laughing once again at her Ninja like outfit. A long sleeved black jumpsuit with a hood, thigh high boots on her feet and her hair tied up into two buns, dark makeup aligning her face. Rule knew Cheryl would appreciate the outfit. Their heads snapped up at the sound of heels clacking, Veronica approaching them in an outfit rather similar to Rules. Around a half hour later, the three of them booked it through the woods toward an awaiting Kevin Keller.

"According to my intel, the tunnel that leads from the main residence comes out here." Rule nods at Kevin's observance, hand on the switchblade Sweet Pea gave her. "Okay, that's our way in then. Alright Kevin, you stay here. If we aren't back in fifteen minutes than call your dad." Everyone looks at one another, Toni stepping forward and feverishly prying open the door. Shimmying down the ladder, the trio of girls ran, going separate ways to check each room faster. Rule entered a room with a projector, smiling when she saw Toni and Cheryl kissing. But the nuns had to ruin it. "Guys, there's a ton of nuns heading our way. We have to go!"

The four of them ran, turning to a different hallway each time they got cornered by nuns. Alarms blared, red lights flashing, when they finally reached the ladder. "Go!" Rule shouted at them, Veronica going first, Toni and Cheryl following directly behind, leaving Rule to kick at whatever nun grabbed her feet as she clammered up the metal. Kevin and Cheryl helped yank Rule up, slamming the door and sliding the cruel bar in the lock. Toni tugged Cheryl by the hand, everyone sprinting to Rules truck. Kevin sat upfront with Rule, Cheryl and Toni riding in the bed of the truck as Rule sped away from The sisters of quiet mercy. When Rule arrived at the Sheriffs house, Kevin paused part way out the door, turning to smirk at the driver. "By the way, I love your outfit."

"Samurai Jones, at your service." Rule saluted Kevin as he left, driving Toni and Cheryl to the pink haired girls house, leaving Veronica alone with her. "I don't blame you, you know that right?" Veronica turned to Rule in surprise, a few tears sprinkling her cheeks. "I'm so sorry Rule, I really am." Putting her truck in park outside of the pembrook, Rule squeezed Veronica's hand. "It's not your fau-" She broke off when there was a tap on the window, Rules jaw dropping in horror when she saw who the smirking figure was. Hiram Lodge. Rule kept a hand on her switchblade, unlocking the truck and allowing for Veronica to step outside. "Hello Radlee," Rule glared at the murderous ass in front of her, switching her gaze to Veronica as she closed the door. "Murderous bitchass, Veronica," Bidding the two of them goodbye, Rule flipped the man off as she drove away, trying to keep her lungs from collapsing. But minutes later, she really wished she'd looked behind her, for she might've seen the person following her.

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"Ooh, love the outfi- wait, are those my pants?" Rule smirked at Toni, Sweet Pea and Fangs looking at each other in the type of confusion that could only belong to a boy. The pants in question were tight red and black plaid, a black bustier with a slit along her cleavage, leather jacket, and black strappy heels completing her look. Black curly hair pulled back into a loose bun, a few strands falling in her eyes to match her dark makeup. "Possibly," Rules reply was rather coy, kissing Sweet Pea on the cheek and leaving a bright red stain "but it's not my fault you got drunk and decided to play a game of strip poker with yourself."

"Well this seems like an interesting conversation," Everyone's head snapped up to look at Alice Cooper's smirking face, Betty and Jughead leading her into the room. "Trust me, the video's much better." Toni's eyes widened, looking over at Fangs. "I'm gonna kill you Fogarty!" Rule giggled into Sweet Peas neck, not even bothering to wipe of the lipstick mark they both knew was there.

"I'd asked Jughead to thank you all for me," Rule smiled at the snake print top Alice was wearing "but I reconsidered because I wanted to do it myself." Rule was focused on Sweet Peas half smile and his hands playing with her hair, shivering when the cool metal of his rings brushed her skin. "So, thank you for what you did. I also wanted you to hear it directly from me, that I am done attacking and disavowing the Southside. It's where i'm from, and I should be proud of that. And from now on, I will be. And like my daughter, I will fight tooth and nail for it." Rule led the room in a series of cheers and claps, Sweet Pea shaking his head down at her with a chuckle. Alice winked at Rule on the way out, telling her she needed to bring Sweet Pea and herself over for dinner sometime soon. Rule was internally amused when Sweet Pea looked a tiny bit frightened of Alice and her menacing glare.

A few hours later, Rule found herself and Sweet Pea signing up to help out backstage with the musical, Kevin automatically begging her to take a small singing role, to which, with some prodding from Sweet Pea, she took. Her mother, Abby, had always loved theater, doing it in high school and college. Rule thought it would be the best way to honor her mother, participating in a musical. "Is there anywhere you wanna go tonight angel?" Sweet Pea wrapped an arm around Rules shoulders, Rule lacing her fingers through his hand and glancing at the lipstick he'd forgotten was on his cheek.

"No, there's nowhere else i'd rather be than with you."