Tessie, Abby, and Archie were in pajamas sitting on the couch. They waited for the PlayStation to power up so they could play Mario Kart. He was staying with them while the Serpents were at the Deputy program. "So, have you gotten any more… otherworldly visits?" He tried to think of a word that wouldn't make Tessie freak out.
"No… I feel guilty even though I know it's not my fault. I can't help it." She picked Browser to be her racer.
"I want the princess." Tessie selected Peach.
"I'm going with my boy, Donkey Kong." Archie flexes his arm making the child laugh. "It's not your fault but I understand feeling guilty. I feel that way about the guys still being in prison. Most of them serve their original time but the Warden did things to keep them there longer." He looks over Tessie's head to tell his sister.
"Thank Archie." She smiled.
"Enough talking, let's race," Tessie demands, making the teens laugh.
"Oh, you're eager to lose." He teases.
"No, you're going to lose." She stuck her tongue out at him. He did the same.
"I'm in the lead." Abby pushed her car forward.
"No fair." They yelled, not noticing the race had started.
They played a few races before Sweet Pea came home. He threw himself down on the armchair. "Keller works you that hard?" Archie asked.
"None, I fuck up on the pretend raid. I got shot in the head." He made his hand resemble a gun and shot himself in the temple.
"It's nothing to feel bad about. They have mock trials for a reason." Abby reaches over to squeeze his knee.
"We as a unit need to get better fast so we can get rid of the drug problem." Sweet looks at Tessie who was falling asleep on the couch. "Go to bed, Papa is too tired to carry up the stairs." He bumps her with his foot.
"Uncle Archies got you." Archie picked her up to take her upstairs.
"Did Fangs ask you to go to the open house for the crazy farmers?" Fangs had been hounding Sweets to go since he saw the flier.
"He sent me a picture of the flier. I told him I would go with him. Kraken said he would come with us." She didn't want him there by himself.
"I tried to tell him that the whole thing was a brainwashing scam. Watch him and make sure he doesn't fall in. I know he longs for love, so he is more susceptible." He didn't need Fangs to fall in with them. He already was trying to take care of the drug problem.
"Of course," She got up to sit on his lap. "You look good in this." She tugged on the blue FBI jacket.
"I'm part of the DEA unit and I heard you've been making drugs here." He grabs her hips.
"Oh Agent Cannon, you got it wrong. I've never touched a drug in my life." She grabbed his collar to pull him close so she was breathing on his lips.
"I'm afraid I have to do a cavity search, ma'am." He picked her up by the back of the thighs.
"I thought you were too tired to carry someone upstairs." She wraps her arms around his neck.
"Never too tired to do my job." He went through their open bedroom to kick the door shut and dropped her on the bed. He pulled out a pair of gloves to put them on. Abby raised an eyebrow, impressed that he was going all out on this roleplay. "Take off your clothes. I have to make sure you're not hiding anything from me." She stripped down. "Bend over on the bed." She did as she instructed. It felt odd for the rubber to be probing into her.
"Fuck… did you find something, agent." She hummed.
"Not yet, but I'm thorough." He curled his fingers, pushing into her sensitive walls.
"Oh god." She wiggles.
He put an arm over her back to keep her in place as he pulled out his fingers. He moved them to her ass. He spread her cheeks to push a lubed-up finger in. She lets out a whine that wasn't filled with pleasure. "Ma'am, you got anything you want to tell me before I continue my search." He was asking if she was good to go on.
"No, I have nothing to hide." She felt uncomfortable with the pressure. It wasn't horrible but it wasn't great either. It increased when he added another finger. He moved in and out slowly, curling once in a while.
"Oh, how long is this gonna be? My husband is supposed to be home soon." She huffs.
He pulled out a finger to take the gloves off. "It's like I said I have to be thorough. We got many calls about you." He pulled his hard dick out to slide into her pussy.
"Do what you have to, to prove my innocence." She lifts her hips to chase her release.
"Fuck, after my shitty day I need to see your face." He drops the act to flip her over and puts her feet by her head as he drills into her. He stared at her face watching her eyes gloss over and her mouth hang up. Nothing strokes his ego like seeing her blissed-out face. "I'm protecting us from all the evil in this city." He leaned over to give her a sloppy kiss as they reached their high together.
Abby went with Fangs to the Farm's open house. Kraken came along because he didn't trust the place. Sweet Pea told him what they did to Betty's mom. Kevin was giving them a tour. "If you cross over this way here you will find two of our more artistic members expressing themselves. Hi Megan. Hi Garrett." He waves to two teens painting on parchment on the wall. It reminds Abby of cave paintings.
"Hi!" Megan turned around to smile while Garrett waved. Kraken pulled Abby so she was more in the middle of the touring group and out of arm's reach from the farmers. Fangs rolled his eyes at the action.
"At the farm, we like to nurture everyone's unique talents," Kevin explains.
"It's like Hockney meets Heaven's gates," Veronica whispers to Betty. They were in the front of the group.
Abby smiled after hearing it. "You like it so far?" Fangs asked.
She nods, "It's nice how they redid the place."
"Now, would anyone like to guess what this room is used for?" He pointed at the door that used to lead to the church.
"Ritualist drownings?" Betty whispers.
"Sorry Betty, I didn't hear you." He knew she was probably being rude.
"Hey, what's behind there?" She pointed at a random door.
"That is just the janitor's closet." He answers. "Now, if everyone will follow me I'll show you the garden."
"Oh, the garden. Are we talking about vegetables or flowers?" Abby pushed her way to the front to be right behind Kevin.
"There's both." He opened the door to lead them outside.
Kraken sighed, "Of course, she got pulled in by that." She had been wanting to make a garden by the tent village but with everything going on, they didn't have the time.
At the end of the tour, they were asked to stay for an interview. "Are you going to do one?" She asked Fangs.
"I've already done mine." He put his hands in his pockets.
"What?" Kraken shouted from behind her.
"Yeah, I joined while we were doing the play." He told them.
"Then why did you want to do the tour?" She asked.
"So, you guys can see this." He opened his arms to showcase the place.
"What about the Serpents?" She fought for him to stay a part of this group. Cheryl and her friendship meant never to be the same and he was leaving them for a cult.
"I'm still a Serpent. This is something extra. Somewhere for me to go to feel like I belong." He was committed to both. "These are my friends but Serpents are my family."
Evelyn opened the door where the interviews were happening and smiled when she saw the Andrew's girl. "Hey Abby, I was hoping you would do an interview."
She looks at Fang's smiling face and decides to keep the door open in case she needs to take this place down from the inside. "Yes." She walks through the door despite Kraken's protest.
The door closed behind her and she was surprised to see the man from the play. "I thought you did the interviews." She turns to Evelyn.
"Yeah, I've done so many things today. So, my dad is taking over." She pushed out the chair for her to sit down. Abby sat down, up close she could see he was more handsome than she thought. "I'll hopefully be seeing more of you soon." She walks out.
He pushed the button on a large tape recorder. "Name?" He picked up a pen.
"Abigail Andrews." She stated.
"Occupation?" He went on.
"Full-time student, a part-time waitress." She answers.
"Do you ever bite your fingernails?" He looked at her nails which were all a different color.
"No, in fact, it is annoying when they break." She likes keeping them filed and painted. It was a way to destress for her.
"Do you ever feel stressed?" She squinted her eyes. He took notice of her expression. "What? Don't like that question?"
"It's like asking if someone breathes?" She shrugged.
"I suppose. How do you handle stress?" He wrote something down.
"Matters if I can solve the problem or not. If I can solve it, I will, and if not I will find a way to live with it." She crosses her legs.
"You have a lot of experience with stress, don't you? Being a teen mom and made a goddess from some poor delusional souls." He stares at her with what was supposed to be a thoughtful expression. He wanted her to think he cared. If she wasn't on edge about Fangs joining this place then she might have fallen for it.
"Fangs told you about Tessie." She grinds her teeth.
"It's his daughter too." He shrugged. "Or do you see her as yours and Sweet Peas?"
"Did Fangs say that? That he feels like he's not a part of us." She knew he was longing for love from a partner but what if it was more than that? What if he felt alone even when he was with them?
"You seem concerned about Fangs. Tell me, Abby, why do you consume yourself with other people's lives?" He put his head on his fist as his elbow rested on the table.
"When I love, I do it with everything. Whether that be my partner, friends, or pets. If I love you then you're my everything. I love Fangs. I don't want anything to happen to him." She glares.
"Fangs will never be forced to do anything here." He promised.
"Then that's all I need." She got up.
"I have more questions about the Gargoyles." He stood up.
"I have a child to get to." She walks out without looking back.
"How did it go?" Fangs ask when she closes the door.
"We had a nice talk. Come on, let's go pick up Tessie and make dinner." She grabs his hand to pull him down the hall. "She's been saying she wants to make pizza with her daddy."
"Sounds like a good night." He smiles.
"I'm not eating another one of the child's weird experiments." Kraken follows behind. Last time he had to eat a pizza of chocolate syrup, fun dip, and melted jolly ranchers. He thought his teeth were going to fall out.
"No one forced you." Abby rolled her eyes.
"You are weak for puppy eyes like all of us." Fangs stuck his tongue out at him.
Abby was sitting on the couch with Sweet Pea in the made-over abandoned building that they took from the Gargoyle. "Fangs has joined the cult." She whispers.
"What? What are we going to do?" He sighs.
"We can't force him out. If we talk badly about them it might push him toward them. So, we need to make sure to include him in everything. He needs to know that we love him and he belongs with us." She didn't know what she would do if she lost Fangs to the cult.
"Guys." Jughead walks into the room yelling at everyone gathered. "The drug trade has reared its ugly head in Riverdale yet again. Now my dad doesn't think we're ready but we're going to be Riverdale's unofficial DEA. That means we're going to make life miserable for the Gargoyles and run them out of our town. But first, we're going to hit the hotspots. Make sure Gladys isn't using any of Hiram's old infrastructure."
"Can I come?" Abby raised her hand.
"You'll be on standby in case things get out of hand. You might have to play Goddess to tame them." He thought of a way she could help.
"I can do that." She nods.
Sweet Pea went into the comic book store alone. "Hey man, can I help you?" That annoying game master asked him when he walked up to the counter.
"Yeah. Do you have… do you think I could get a little game enhancement?" He leaned across the counter to whisper.
"That's a limited edition." He dropped a comic on the counter. Sweets open it up to see a packet of Fizzle Rock. "50 bucks." When he went to take the money that he put down, he pulled it back. "Everything good?" The game master was getting ready to call for backup, knowing he couldn't take Sweets on his own.
"Not for you." He grabs his arm to pull him out from behind the counter and slams him down on a table full of comics.
Jughead, Fangs, and Abby walked in. "Hey, remember me. Last time I was with the Red Paladin and that day I was in a good mood. But today…" He held up an open switchblade. "I'm in a bad mood. But you can help me with that by telling me where all these drugs are coming from."
"The gargoyles are dealing again." He stares at the blade.
"Where are they coming from? We've been to all the hot spots." He grabbed onto his shirt.
"No, it's old school. Street corners but you can tell by the gargoyles on the wires." Jughead nods to Sweet Pea to let him up. He tossed him to the side.
Abby leaned against the counter by Fangs who was reading a comic. She was feeling things watching him rough up the guy. "What the hell does that mean?" Sweets didn't understand what he was talking about.
"In some cities, when you see a pair of sneakers on telephone wire it means there is a drug den nearby. But, he's saying…" Jughead explains.
"Look for gargoyles instead of shoes." He confirms.
"Okay, search this place. Confiscate any contraband, drugs, and game equipment." He told his friends before turning to the game master. "Do not make me come back here."
Abby was helping Jughead keep tabs on the gargoyle sweep at the hideout. They were using a map and a radio. "Alright, what's your 20?" He asked Sweets.
"We broomed out the Gargoyles at the intersection of Bakers and Main." He told him. Abby put a pin on the map. "Good work, Sweet Pea, move to the next corner."
Fangs called. "Lover's lane is all clear. Gargoyles took off quickly."
Abby put a pin in. "Copy that, Fangs." She brought a book to read between calls but it seemed like she didn't need it with how fast they were clearing areas.
"Took care of sixth and Benedict, Abs," Dracula spoke.
"That's my favorite, vamp." She cheers while Jugs put a pin on the map.
"First and Maple is clear out." Nancy relayed her actions.
"Great job, Nancy," Jughead spoke into the walkie.
"There is one more corner to go if you want to get in on the action." Sweets told him.
"I'll be there. Come on, I'll drop you off at your house. You promised to make Archie's juvenile pals dinner." Jugs nod to Abby.
Archie was able to get his friends a pardon from the governor. The smallest male in the group was shoving shrimp scampi into his mouth. He introduced himself as Baby Teeth. Abby was glad she did the extra work of taking off the tails or else he might have choked on them. "This is so freakin good." He hummed.
"Thank you." She smiled.
"Do you have a boyfriend?" He asked, making her blush at his straightforwardness.
"Yes, she does. If she doesn't, she's my sister, so back off dude." Archie laughed, throwing a garlic bun at him.
"Should have known, pretty, smart, and can cook, why would you be single?" He drank some water.
"Jeez, I know we just got out but have some tact." Mad Dog rolled his eyes.
The Serpents came stomping through the door. "Long faces again?" Archie was hoping they would have luck today since they were shaking down the drug dens.
"We were doing great but the last one was an undercover cop." Sweets took a seat at the table next to Tessie.
"Oh, do you think the deputy programs are going to be shut down?" Abby remembers Keller saying that would be a consequence if they went off on their own.
"I don't know." He sighs.
"Guys, this is Kraken, Fangs, Dracula, Nancy, and Greg. This is Sweet Pea, Abby's boyfriend." He gives Baby Teeth a pointed look and then turns to his friends. "This is Mad Dog, Baby Teeth, Thumper, and Peter. And well, you know Slash." Archie went around the table introducing them.
"Peter?" Sweet Pea looks at the guy without a nickname.
"Should I have a floral nickname?" He tilts his head.
"That's my birth name." He leaned back in his chair.
"That's more fuck up than the warden not thinking I was worth a fight name." He laughed.
"The Warden gave you those names?" Abby grabs Tessie's arm to stop her from eating with her hands. She was getting frustrated by the noodle falling off the fork. She grabbed a spoon and showed her how to use it to twirl them on it. "Do you like being called that?"
That took them a second to think. They had been called by their fight names for so long that they didn't even know if they would naturally answer to their government names. "I'm Munroe Moore." Mad Dog introduces himself. "I'm no one's mad dog anymore, so I don't need to be called that."
"Hello, Munroe." Archie slapped his back.
"Brandon Morris. I always hated my stupid nickname." Baby Teeth was happy to get rid of it.
"Slash is my Serpent name. I was hoping to go back to them." He heard that they went through a lot of changes. Seeing the new face around the table wearing Serpent jackets he knew it was true.
"You're always welcome, man." Sweets knew that sometimes they weren't welcome back when there was a change in leadership but Jughead would let him in.
"Hi Nancy," Brandon winks.
"I have a girlfriend and don't swing your way." She cut him off before he could try. The guys laughed at his quick fail.
"Man, we'll go to the speakeasy tomorrow night, so you can try and score there," Archie promises.