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    Cheryl walks into Betty and Jughead's house to find them curled up in each other's arms asleep on the couch. She smiles down at them.
    "Wake up!" She yells, causing them to jump up.
    "Dammit, Cher!" Betty yells.
    "You weren't getting away that easy. Come on, we're talking." Cheryl pulls Betty into hers and jugheads bedroom. "So, details."
    "I already told you everything. Also, after you called Toni everyone found out about my orgasms, or lack thereof, including Jughead."
    "Shit, sorry."
    "It's fine." Betty sighs. "He was really sweet about it. Anyway, what did you want to know?"
    "Well, how long did it last, how big was he, was he good despite it hurting like he stuck a pair of pliers up you."
    "Okay, you have to stop that." Betty laughs. "It lasted about twenty minutes, he was pretty big and how would I know if he's good? I have nothing to compare it to."
    "Do it again, I'm telling you. It feels better the third time around."
    "How would you know? You're a lesbian."
    "Are we forgetting that there are aids for that?"
    "Okay, I get the picture."
    "But, I think it's kind of gross that you thought of it as having sex with your brother and then a week later you did it."
    "No, I thought it was as weird as having sex with my brother. I didn't think of him as my brother."
    "Ohh, well, I have to report back to Toni and Veronica. I will tell them to keep it quiet this time."
    Cheryl leaves and Betty chuckles, shaking her head and walking back into the living room.
    "What did Cheryl want?" Jughead asks.
    "Oh, nothing." Betty smiles.
    "That's a good thing to give me a heart attack for." He laughs.
    They sit silently on the couch before Betty speaks. "Wanna have sex?"
    "Yeah, sure. Are you sure you wanna-"
    Betty cuts him off with a kiss and crawls into his lap. "Yeah, I've gotta get used to it somehow."