Welcome to the second part of my Riverdale (Bughead) x Pride and Prejudice and Zombies crossover.
Please hype this lol. I might just turn it into a story...
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April 2nd, 1762
"Mr. Jones! Although I am quite delighted to see you here at the dance tonight, I must say, I did not expect you to make an appearance at such kinds of social events."Mr. Andrews spoke, approaching his childhood friend. Mr. Jones stood up to acknowledge his best friend's presence, receiving a pat on his shoulder from the ginger-haired bachelor.
"I wouldn't be here for any other reason if not to watch over my dear sister."He replied, placing his glass back down on the table. "One can never be too careful nowadays, not when the ranks of the undead are growing fast."
"I assure you that there is no need for such dire thoughts, Mr. Jones, in tonight's celebration. I myself have made sure that no zombie will set their foot on the land in which we stand on at this moment."Mr. Andrews did not explain his statement any further, and instead laid a small pat on his dear friend's shoulder.
"You have been working day and night to keep the undead off of the walls that protect us—take this one night off, and do something for yourself."Mr. Andrews said, looking around, a smirk on his lips as he leaned closer to whisper to him.
"There are a lot of women in this room, Mr. Jones, and I know for a fact that there is only one who has managed to capture your gaze long enough."He told him, and immediately, the zombie-slayer's sharp blue eyes snapped to the direction in which the blonde beauty was seated, secluded from the party like him. He watched as she turned down another man, and for what seems like the first time that night, her gaze locked with his a little longer than it should.
Mr. Andrews followed the trail in which his eyes followed, noting that his friend hasn't taken his eyes off her yet, even though she already has—looking down at her lap, biting her lip and avoiding his gaze.
"I'll leave you to it, then."The redheaded bachelor offered him a pat on the shoulder before he walked off to talk to more of his visitors. He stayed in his seat and kept his gaze on her, watching as she sat beside who he assumes is her mother (based on his observations on the similarities of their appearances), who was busy conversing with another woman. He does not recognise the woman, but clearly, the blonde was not interested in whatever they were talking about.
What's could possibly go wrong in introducing myself? Jughead thought to himself as he stood from his seat and walked through the crowd, and as he was getting closer, she lifted her gaze from the ground, and met his once again. Her eyes were wide, a clear and light blue. He stood in front of her, a comfortable distance away, staring into her eyes. It was not until he cleared his throat subtly that her mother noticed his presence.
"Mr. Jones!"She immediately stood, a smile on her lips. "It is a pleasure to finally meet you. I am Mrs. Cooper, and this is my daughter, Elizabeth Cooper."
Elizabeth.
"It is a pleasure to meet you too, Mrs. Cooper."He said to the both of them. "I would like to invite Ms. Cooper to take a walk with me, alone. Unless, she is engaged, of course."
Mrs. Cooper looked at Elizabeth with a knowing smile, and Elizabeth only looked down and shook her head slowly. "I am not engaged."
"Perfect."Mr. Jones said, feeling relieved with her answer, and offered his hand to her. "If I may?"
"Go on, Elizabeth."Mrs. Cooper urged, grinning widely. If he could roll his eyes at her, he already would have. "Run along."
"I am not a child, mother."Elizabeth replied, but stepped forward and placed her hand on his. He said his goodbye to Mrs. Cooper before he led Elizabeth out of the estate, to the beautiful and quiet garden outside. She let go of his hand once they have stepped outside, wandering around, but not too far away from him. It was him who spoke first, once they were out of earshot.
"You look lovely, Ms. Cooper."He said, an attempt to break the silence between them. She turned her head to look at him, a soft blush on her cheeks. "Thank you, Mr. Jones, but please, feel free to call me by my given name. However, I prefer to be called Betty, much to my mother's dismay."
"Alright then, Betty. Since you've mentioned it, you may call me Jughead."He told her, and she let out a soft giggle. "I'm sorry, but your name is Jughead?"
"Technically, it's just my nickname. The real one is far worse."
"And may I inquire as to what this name is and what makes it so terrible?"
"I would tell you, but then I'll have to kill you after."Both of them laughed at that, and Jughead decided that he liked seeing her this happy—her eyes were sparkling with joy.
"You would never kill me."She said to him, as if to challenge him. He, however, was quick to surrender to her. "You're right, I could never kill you."He told her, his tone hinting at a bit of seriousness as he looked straight into her eyes.
"And why is that, Mr. Jones?"Betty asked him teasingly, taking a step forward. He was about to reply when a scream cut through the silence like a knife, followed by many more and then the sound of the bells.
"We're under attack!"He realized, holding her hand. "I have to get you somewhere safe, don't leave until I come to get you—"
"I'll go with you!"She said, her voice determined. Jughead shook his head, not wanting to put her in any sort of danger. "No, Betty. I can't risk losing you!"
"But I can fight!"She said, lifting the skirt of her dress—which confused Jughead for a second, until he saw daggers and knives strapped onto her legs. The black color of the hilts of the silver blades contrasted her pale skin, and he doesn't think he's seen anything more beautiful in his entire life.
"Trust me, Jughead. Take me with you, I can fight."She looked into his eyes as he spoke, he voice oddly calm as he pulled out a knife from its sheath. He noticed that there was a but of green in her eyes as well—such beauty, he thinks to himself.
"Alright."
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I may or may not have watched this movie again 👀
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