My Brother's Enemy// Sweet Pea x Reader

A New Friend

Jug introduced us all, "Welcome to the inaugural meeting of the Swords and Serpents Club."

"Which is what, exactly?"

All relative Serpents were in the classroom. I sat with Sweets on top of the desk. The rest spread out, all in different positions.

Each of us in khaki pants and a polo shirt. Trying our best to cover up our tattoos. It wasn't exactly helping that mine was on my wrist. Wearing a long sleeve under a polo wasn't exactly ideal when it's not even cold.

"Like I told Fogarty to lure him back to dear ol' Riverdale, we are a gaming group. Sanctioned by Mr. Weatherbee, himself. Where like-minded students can meet and concoct world-building, role-playing scenarios, inhabiting fantastical heroes and dispatching mythical creatures."

Jug looks around the room from where he was swinging his legs on the teacher's desk.

Toni as always questions him yet again, "No, but really?"

"It's a club, for us. A safe haven where we can be Serpents during school hours and under everyone's noses. We're not shedding our skins. We're lying low, in the tall grass."

Those were words FP would speak. Jug clearly looked up to his father, which was smart. They were both leaders.

"This is actually genius."

~~~

I took Sweet Pea home to wait for dad for dinner, instead we walk upstairs to find Ronnie and Arch in bed.

"Oh god, I'm sorry. Close the door next time, assholes."

Sweets and I walk past their room as Archie takes a pillow from underneath his head and throws it at the door.

"Well that was awkward, wasn't it."

The tall boy nods his head looking pink.

We stayed in my room for the next couple hours doing homework, at least I was. Surprising isn't it? Sweets was looking through my room, touching the clothes in my closet.

"Woah, I couldn't imagine you in this."

It was a simple black dress, nothing special.

"Hey, I can dress up. Sometimes.."

"That's a lie."

I shrug and heard footsteps running down the stairs. Maybe Archie was going to the garage to practice his music.

~~~

Archie POV:

Arthur Adams was in my garage again. If I was going to help him, he'd help me. Maybe I could persuade him.

"Last time I asked for protection for my father. I want it for Veronica and my sister, too. They're caught up in this. I don't want them hurt or in trouble."

"How is your sister caught up in this? Is there something you know that you're not letting us know?"

"I'm not sure but trouble seems to follow (Y/N) anywhere she goes."

He agrees, "Help us, and she, Veronica, and your father, are all off-limits. Protected."

He could easily betray me and nothing would happen. No, I had to get evidence. "I want that in writing."

Fortunately, he accepted this, "Absolutely. But you can't get emotional again. Not like you did with Nick St. Clair. You get emotional, you get sloppy."

"There's one more thing. If you've been following me around for a while, you must know about the Black Hood."

"I do. Nice job."