"Good morning, sunshines," Izzy heard Gladys call out the following morning, waking both herself and Jughead from their slumber. Jughead had slept on the couch while Izzy had slept on the floor, something she had argued with FP about half the night, "Wakey, wakey. Breakfast is served."
Izzy sat up to see Gladys placing down two plates of breakfast and two cups of orange, "Wow, Gladys," She commented, a small smile on her face, "This is way better than our normal breakfast. We're lucky if we even make a single piece of bacon without burning it."
Both Jughead and Izzy smiled at each other, each of them picking up a piece of bacon, "Morning," Gladys greeted FP as he walked in wearing his Sheriff's uniform.
"Morning," FP responded, letting out a sigh.
"Did you sleep on it wrong? Gladys questioned him, gesturing to the couch FP had slept on.
"There's no right way to sleep on a couch," FP commented, causing Izzy to quietly scoff.
"Do you want the bed?" Gladys suggested and FP was quick to respond.
"No, I'm fine," FP assured her as everyone's head turned to see Jellybean entering.
"I need coffee," Jellybean complained, rubbing her head.
FP turned to Gladys in concern, "You let her drink coffee?" He asked her in disbelief.
Gladys chuckled, watching as Jellybean turned to glare FP, "Okay, it's fine by me. Help yourself." He paused, turning to Izzy, "I guess I have to two girls in this trailer who give me death glares when I piss them off now."
"Well, it's obvious who they got it from," Jughead remarked, referring to how Jellybean and Izzy were only related because they both shared the same father.
FP turned to Gladys, wondering if she would make a remark or even a face at what Jughead had said, but she didn't, "I gotta get to work," He informed the group as he began to walk toward the door. He stopped for a moment, turning to Gladys, Jughead, and Izzy, "Hey, if you need anything, you call me."
After FP had left, Izzy stood up also, "I have to get to Alice's to get some clean clothes," She informed Jughead and Gladys.
"Do you need a ride?" Gladys asked Izzy curiously, causing Izzy to raise a brow at her, "I'm going up that way anyway."
"I'm good," Izzy replied, quickly picking up her jacket and keys.
"Wait, you're going in pajamas?" Jughead asked Izzy confused.
Izzy mischievously smirked as she turned to Jughead, "I'm trying to piss off Alice. The Pre-Farm-Obsessed her had this thing about being presentable. Hopefully, me arriving there in pajamas and messy hair will snap her back into reality and she'll go back to normal. Wish me luck."
With that, Izzy left, causing Gladys to turn to Jughead with a puzzled look on her face. Jughead sighed, shaking his head, "It's a long story," he responded, knowing no other way to.
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At the Cooper House, Izzy was sitting with Betty at the kitchen table when Alice walked in, holding what looked like a wedding dress.
"Morning, Betty." Alice greeted her youngest daughter with a smile on her face.
"Morning, Mom," Betty responded, her mouth full of cereal.
Alice turned to Izzy, still smiling, "Izzy, it's good to see you back."
"I'm not," Izzy replied, picking up an apple from the bowl filled with them in the middle of the table, "I just came here to get clothes."
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FanfictionIzzy Blake had gone through it all; She lost her whole family at eight years old on her birthday, she was forced into foster care, got shot twice, she was placed in jail, she found out her family was only her adoptive family, and was also nearly kil...