Abby had come home from the center. She was having dinner with Eddie and the other kids that slept there. She got a call from Archie telling her to come home and that he had a surprise for her. She was shocked when she walked through the door to see Jughead.
"Hello, Abby." Tears ran down her face while staring at Jughead's smiling face. She slowly walks over and pulls her hand back to slap him across the face before throwing herself into his chest to cry. Despite his right cheek burning, he wrapped his arms around her. "I'm sorry. I'm really sorry." He explained to her why he had to fake his death.
"I'm mad at you. I understand but I'm still mad." She squeezed him tightly, not believing she was holding him. She had gone through all the stages of mourning. She thought she had put his body and soul to rest. She was slowly being able to go through her day without seeing reminders of him all over the place. Now, here he was telling her it was all a lie. It was something she dreamed of in her stages of denial.
"I'll take that anger until you forgive me." He rocks her to calm her down like when they were young which made her smile through her tears.
"You better." She rested her face on the side of his neck.
"So, are you so grateful that I'm alive you'll make me pizza?" He gave her a teasing smirk.
"You're lucky I have pizza dough in the freezer." She pulled him into the kitchen with her, not wanting to let him out of her sight for the night.
For a while everything was peaceful, Abby was relishing in the mundane. Riverdale seems to need the chaos to function. The teens in Andrew's household were heading out to school. "So you're going to sing in the Variety Show?" Abby asks her brother. She nearly bumps into his back when he stops in the doorway.
"Yo, what the hold-up, Andrews?" Sweet Pea nearly ran into his girlfriend and dropped his daughter. Archie turns around with a VHS tape in his hand. "Shit."
After dropping Tessie off at school, they went back to the house. They sat on the couch to see that it was another tape that had hours of footage of their house. "The voyager is back." Archie put his head in his hands.
"What is the point of this?" Abby watches Sweet Pea work on his bike in the garage.
"They want everyone to know that they're touchable." Sweets felt weirdly violated at seeing himself on film. On the TV, Abby was bringing him a bottle of water. He took it from her to chug half of it. He put it on the side and tried to kiss her. She sidestepped him, not wanting to get grease on her. Even though the tape doesn't have sound, Sweet Pea could hear Abby shriek when he grabs her and rubs himself all over. He watched himself let her go and saw that Abby's dress had grease stains on it. He told her, now she didn't have any reason not to kiss him. She fondly remembers despite being annoyed with him, she melted when he grabbed her chin to tilt her head back to kiss her. "It's one thing to tape the house, but to film intimate moments is beyond creepy." Sweets was annoyed that someone was hiding watching him make out with his girlfriend.
"Everyone is getting these tapes, so that means that at some point they were in front of our house to tape the house across the street." Abby had the thought pop into her head. Archie got up and walked out of the house. Abby and Sweets looked at each other before following him out. "Archie, what are you doing?" She asked her brother. He was walking around the front of the house looking at the shrubs and plants.
"Right here. They were right here." He pointed at the big shrub that was in a perfect circle thanks to Abby's borderline obsession with it.
"What?" Sweet Pea and Abby kneel by him to see what he is pointing out.
"What the fuck?" She screams in horror. On the side facing Cooper's house was a hole and you could see branches that were perfect to put the camera on. She crawled to the front, not caring about getting grass stains on her knees to see a small hole in the front facing directly across the street. "Why? Why would they do this to Pamela?" She hugs the shrub. She and that plant went through a lot together. She nearly killed it when her mom first left. She did a lot of studying and watching videos on YouTube to learn to bring it back. She found tranquility in trimming it to keep her perfect appearance.
"Abs, they don't care about stalking people, they don't care about a plant." Archie was worried about a psycho being so close while she was worried about the centerpiece in the yard.
Sweet Pea pulled him back when she swung her arms as she stood up and faced them. "This person is dangerous, it starts with plants and then moves to people." She put her hands on her hips.
"I think it's animals, not plants, but I get the point. We'll turn the tape over to Betty's brother. Now, come on, we got to sign up for the variety show." Sweets were hoping that for once the authority would handle this and they wouldn't have to get involved.
"You guys are going to sign up too." Archie follows them to the sidewalk to make their way to school.
"Yeah, Toni is going to be on drums, Fangs and Sweet on guitar and we'll be singing Skid Row from Little Shop of Horrors." Now that Abby was used to singing in front of a crowd, she was looking forward to the Varsity show.
"I'm still searching for what I'm going to sing but I'm thinking of doing a song with Veronica, Betty, and Jughead." He told them.
"Jughead? Good luck with that." Sweet laughs.
"Thanks, I'm going to need it." He knew it would take some persuading.
Abby and Fangs went to the music room to see Kevin about the variety show. "Late breaking news, I am now singing, Oh What a Beautiful Morning from Oklahoma for the variety show." Kevin was sitting on the piano bench.
"What happened to Hedwig?" Fang held the strap with his guitar on his back.
"Honey nixed it, said it was too controversial." He turned around to face them.
"But the cycle of domestic violence isn't?" She tilts her head.
"Yeah, that's bullshit. If you want to do Hedwig, you should do Hedwig." Fangs walk to the middle of the room.
"He'd yank me off stage before the first note." Kevin met him.
"Then why wait for the variety show?" Abby shared a smile with Fangs.
"Yeah, let's go rogue." Fangs looked over at Kevin.
"What are you guys thinking?" He looks between them.
"Did you know that Sweets, Toni, and Fangs made a band in middle school?" Abby was already texting the other two.
"We are planning on being in the varsity show with Abby singing. But, you can lead it tomorrow." Fangs nod.
"Why not? I already have the costume. I can't waste a good wig." He smiles brightly at getting to express himself the way he wants to.
"What's up, Riverdale? Are you trying to tear me down?" Kevin's voice went over the intercom.
Abby was applying massacre to Sweet Pea. "Oh, show time, babe." She gave him a good luck kiss. Fangs and Toni pointed to their cheeks. She laughed and gave them kisses too.
"Well, sorry, I'm the new Berlin Wall, baby. Now get your asses to the music room." Kevin started singing Tear Me Down in the hallway into the music room where the band and audience were waiting for him. Abby laughed when Kevin pulled Archie into a kiss.
The principal came in, pushing his way through the crowd. "Hello, Mr. Honey. Hello, Riverdale. You wanna try and tear me down?"
"You're done, Mr. Keller, you're off the variety show." He unplugged the amp. Kevin threw the mic down and walked out of the room. "I said, you're done. You hear me? You're done." He screams at his back. He looked at the crowd who was watching his rage in amusement. "Don't get any ideas from this." He storms out of the room. He was upset that Kevin, a good student, disobeyed him.
Abby walks over to Sweet Pea, admiring him along the way. He didn't style his hair that morning, leaving his natural waves to flow around his head. His bangs were hanging over his eyebrows. The mascara brought out his long lashes and brown eyes. He was wearing a silk tiger robe over his black shirt and ripped jeans. His fingerless gloves were holding his guitar. She didn't think it was possible to find him more attractive but watching him play had her soak through her panties. When he was within reach, she pulled him by his gold chain to get him to lean down so she could kiss him. He swung his guitar behind him so he could hold her close. He grabs her ass when she sucks on his tongue. He pulled back, chuckling. "Watching me play, got you that excited?"
"Reach down my pants and you'll find out." She bites his bottom lip.
A wolf whistle from Fangs prompted others to join in reminding the couple they weren't alone. "Alright, alright. The show is over." Sweet Pea put down the guitar and wrapped his arm around Abby's waist. He pulled her out of the room.
She grabs his hand and pulls him through the halls to lead him through a door that he never paid attention to before. He looked around a room that was too small to be a classroom but too large to be a closet. It was being used as storage, there were shelves along every wall. She dropped her backpack on the ground, making him realize that he left his bag in the music room. "Don't worry, no one comes in this room anymore. It's all outdated stuff that they keep around for some reason." She was corrected. It was filled with outdated textbooks, overhead projectors, and TVs from the 80s on rolling stands.
He locked the door just in case. He turned around to have his breath taken away. Abby had pulled down her pants and underwear so they were around her knees. Her hands were on the shelves in front of her with her ass sticking out. In the dim lights coming through the closed shingles, he could see her juices trailing down her legs. He dropped to his knees so his face was lined up with her backside. He sinks his teeth into her plump ass. "Sweets." She grips the shelves. "We don't have time for foreplay."
"Groupies don't decide things like that. They are happy with anything they get." He spread her ass cheeks to get better access to her pussy. Her volume increased as he pushed his face deeper into her flesh. "Quiet, we don't want to get interrupted." He slapped her ass, taking delight in how it bounced. "Can you keep silent or do we have to stop because if you can't handle my tongue there's no way you're going to handle my cock?" He stood up.
"I can." She promised even though she never has. She normally bites her pillow to stop from screaming the house down.
He took out his cock to put it between her thighs and slowly moved so it slid along the outside of her lips. "Are you sure?" He was looking for her to beg.
He didn't have to wait long. "Yes, I will be a good quiet girl for you. Please Daddy give your cock. Please, I need it." She would cringe when she thought about this later but he had a way of making her say corny porn lines.
"Daddy's job is to make his princess dreams come true." He bullies his cock into her tight slit.
She split her bottom lip as he moved in and out of her. The pain of his fingers digging into her hips with the pleasure of him rubbing her inner walls made a delicious combination. "Sweet Pea," She yelped when he gave a hard thrust, nearly knocking her off her feet.
He stayed balls deep inside of her. He took off the robe belt and wrapped it around her neck like a scarf. He hunched over her to wrap his arms around her. One hand rubs her clit and the other was groping her breast while he continued moving his hips. When he felt her clench around him and liquid squirting out, he stood up and pulled on the two ends of the belt forcing her to let go of the shelves and stand on her tippy toes. "Fuck." He groaned as her weight shifted and put more pressure on his cock forcing him to cum before he realized it.
Her breath being restricted in the middle of an orgasm made it feel more intense and longer than it was. She took a deep breath when he let go. She grabs onto the shelves to stop from falling on the floor. "Shit. We made a mess." He looks down at their combined liquids that dripped off her and onto her jeans and underwear.
"It's okay, I got my gym clothes in my bag." She had taken them home to wash. "I'll just tell people I got my period." She stepped out of the bottom. She took the dirt clothes from the floor and folded them up so the dirty parts were on the inside. She grabbed her bag to take out the clean shorts and put in the dirty clothes. She put on the basketball shorts with a bulldog on them.
"How am I supposed to go about my day when I know you don't have panties?" He stared at the drawstring short that would be so easy to pull off.
"I just drain your balls." She kissed him while tucking him back in his jeans. "Come on, we can make it to our second period." She looks at the clock.
"I can't believe I got to do your makeup twice this week." Abby applies blue eyeshadow on her boyfriend.
"Normal girls aren't so happy about helping their boyfriend do drag." He puckered his lips so she could put on the pink lipgloss.
"They don't know how much they are missing out." She put on pink blush along his cheekbones. She took a step back and gave him a look over. He was wearing a pink and glitter gold jacket over a blue mermaid tank top tucked into a silver mini skirt with black tights and silver ankle-heeled boots. "Almost perfect." She straightened out his blonde wig that matched the one on her head. She is wearing a jean dress that she spray painted Yankee Go Home With Me on it with fishnet tights and gold boots.
"Mrs. Bell is going in to get him." Cheryl peeks through the window getting everyone to get into place.
Mr. Honey came out of his office marching into the hall with a purpose. "Consider this a peaceful protest, Mr. Honey." Kevin put his hand on his hips.
"Though I will weaponize these babies if I have to." Reggie stomps his high heels.
"Cleary, you are all very passionate about what you're feeling. But hotheads lead to unpredictability and anger. Violence. So, I'm afraid the most prudent action to take at this moment is to cancel the variety show." He went to walk into his office.
"Sir, to me it seems that you're being a hothead, making rash decisions in anger." Abby steps into the middle, making him freeze. "You say Hedwig's sexuality is too much, but those are issues that some of us are grappling with. In rejecting this you're telling them that your different sexuality or gender identification is too much. You're telling them that they should just shut up and stick to what society considers normal because you don't want to make people uncomfortable. I'm sorry but I can't stand by and allow my friends to feel that way. Mr. Honey, deep down I don't think you want to either."
He stood there for a moment giving students hope. "I know, you Abigail Andrews have a way of twisting words and getting people into your favor. It's why you have a gang that follows you around. I have allowed it because you seem to have their best interest at heart. But, don't use your powers for evil. My decision stands: there will be no variety show. Good things don't come to those who push back." He continued into his office.
"I didn't think your words were manipulative." Cheryl hugs her.
"You were genuine and everyone could feel that." Kevin joins the hug along with Toni, Nancy, and Fangs.
"Fuck that guy. I know where we can have our show." Veronica wipes the tears of humiliation that were building in Abby's eyes.
La Bonne Nuit was holding the variety show. Cheryl and the vixen finished performing Sugar Daddy. The other Vixen left the stage, leaving Cheryl who was the host for the night. "Next up, we have the Nagas." Toni, Sweet Pea, Fangs, and Abby came on stage. She bobs her head to the beat of the drums and the strings of the guitar. "We are freaks, we follow the code of freaks. We are freaks, stand back and that's that. We are freaks, we fuck who we please, and do what we choose. We're not bad, we're not diseased or confused." She sang Freaks from Hedwig. The others join in every time the line we are freaks is said.
When she got to the last line everyone was jumping around. "That's the way God plans it, that's the way, yeah." The songs ended making the band members look at each other with a smile at the crowd loudly cheering them on.
When it quiets down, Abby clears her throat before speaking into the mic. "I know it doesn't need to be said but tonight is extra special because we've come together to let the people who aren't heterosexual or cisgender know that they are a part of our community and we won't let them be silenced." The crowd cheered in agreement. "This week has been a hard week for them. To be told by an authority figure who is supposed to guide them that their stories are too inappropriate for the mainstream. I can't imagine the hurt and loneliness that some of you might have felt. It is not a part of Hedwig, but I have a song that I want to share with you guys." She looked over at Kevin who was sitting in the front row. "Am I borrowing the keyboard?"
"Yes, of course." He nods.
She walks over to stand behind the keyboard. She hadn't played in a few years, so she had practiced in secret for the past few days. She found that her fingers moved across the keys with ease as if they remembered despite her brain telling her that she was going to be bad. "You guys can sit down if you like." She looked at her bandmate, and when they didn't move she decided to start playing I am who I am from La Cage Aux Folles. As she sang the words of the song about the power of embracing who you are, she hoped they washed away Mr. Honey's words of anger and disgust.
"I am what I am and what I need no excuses. I deal my own deck, sometimes the ace, sometimes the deuces. It's one life and there's no return and no deposit. One life, so it's time to open up your closet. Life's not worth a damn till you can shout out, I am what I am." After she finishes up the song she looks up to see Kevin running up to her with tears in his eyes. He pulled her into a tight hug. She hugs him back. Abby didn't always agree with Kevin's decision. Sometimes she thought he was selfish and self-destructive, but she never wanted him to feel like less because of sexual identity. When he lets her go, Nancy, Cheryl, and Toni gather around her and cover her face in lipstick stains. She giggles at the tickle from the long lashes. She walks over to Fangs and Sweet Pea. They each grab one of her arms to help her off the stage from the front before hopping down themselves. They took a seat on the stools with their backs to the bar to look at the stage. "Damn, you look like a real rockstar." Fangs kissed the top of her head and whispered a thank you for the song dedication.
"I'm going to need to wipe your face. I can't have other people marking you." Sweets reach across the counter to grab a napkin and water bottle to wipe her face.
"You're going to wipe my makeup off too." She whines.
"You look fine with a fresh face." He continues to clean her up.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, for our final performance of the evening. I am beyond honored to introduce, for the first time, the Archies." Cheryl announced the last act of the night.
Archie sang Midnight Radio. In the end, everyone was standing on their feet singing along with them. They hug each other, feeling more connected than ever.