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The Emancipation of Lizzie Cooper	By : Silent Pluto Category: Comics > Archie & Co. Views: 10135 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“Neo Riverdale”
Midge drove us around a bit, everything has changed dramatically in East Riverdale, well hell, all of Riverdale to be precise. For one thing, Jughead doesn’t live down the street from my house anymore. Ethel and I didn’t keep in touch with him, now only that part I really felt ashamed about. Jughead was one of the best guys around and the sweetest. Ok, ok he had a sweet tooth, and wasn’t all that sweet to females, but he had his reasons. Being the best friend of Mr. Freckles, he decided he didn’t want to have to deal with women on a daily basis the way Archie did. He admitted that to me along time ago. It’s not that he doesn’t like girls, he just preferred food over them. Which is sad yes, but he did come around though. Bringing Trula Twyst to the senior prom kind of outted him. He had a thing for that girl, even though he wouldn’t admit it. And I’m pretty sure he had a triangle all on his own with Ethel apart of it also. Call me crazy.
“So here we are ladies.” Midge said as she pulled into a parking lot, in the middle of a very different Central Riverdale. I didn’t really get to see where we were going to eat, my eyes were all over taking in the Neo Riverdale.
“Mom. Can we get our food to go? I wanna check out the comic book store, uncle Reggie said he was gonna be there today.” Max whined in the back of the jeep as he unbuckled his seat belt.
Hearing Reggie’s name made my stomach flutter a little. Which is completely annoying I might add. And wait a minute ‘Uncle Reggie’?
“No we are not getting our food to go. Mommy is going to spend time with her friends. You can go meet Reggie after you eat.” Midge explained as she exited the jeep. “And why are you meeting him over there?”
“He said he’ll buy me the new Naruto Manga. And he said that he’s got the new DVD that came out last week for me, and-” Max continued on about the things Reggie was stocking him up with, while walking behind us on the sidewalk.
“I swear that rat is spoiling my son!” Midge said between clenched teeth.
“And…wait mommy why do you always call Uncle Reggie a rat anyway?” Max said after noticing no one was paying any attention to his rambling.
“Because sweetie he just is.” Midge said sweetly opening a glass door to some food joint.
I finally looked up at the building to notice where I was. I was in front of Pop Tate’s old Chocklit Shop. It kind of looked the same, but then again it looked sort of different too. I couldn’t help but smile.
The inside still stayed the same, almost completely authentic, everything still dazzling to the eyes, and the old juke box was still all colorful and bright with lights, and records full of music. But the music playing out of it wasn’t oldies or anything like that. Could’ve sworn I heard Blink-182 playing out of it. *snort* Some old juke box, I bet it was just for decor, it has all the latest music of today on it. But damn those old records sure did look real enough. As I followed Midge to our seats, I noticed how empty the place was. There were only a few people there.
“How odd.” I mumbled, as I sat down next to Ethel.
“What?” she asked.
“It’s summer vacation, and it’s damn there empty in here.” I said looking out the large glass window at the people passing by.
“Hah, that’s not a surprise. Pop Tate’s Chocklit Shop isn’t just a one location anymore Betty.” Midge said.
“Well, I kind of noticed that last night coming in.” I said.
“Can I get you ladies anything?” asked some brown hair, brown eyed teenaged boy, that came to take our order.
“Sure, I’ll have the usual, number 4 with extra cheese and pickles please. And no tomatoes!” Ethel said without even looking at the menu.
“Ok, something to drink?” he asked.
“Let me have a sprite. So what you having betty?” she asked grinning at me.
“Um.. I dunno. I’d think the menu would’ve changed.” I said peering at the menu. And boy had it gotten thick.
“Naw, they just added a few extra stuff. I’ll take chili cheese fries, with a bottled water.” Midge said.
“I’ll have what she’s having.” Max said pointing at Ethel.
“You must have a big appetite then little man.” Ethel smirked.
“I can take it.” He shrugged as he started to do the puzzles that were on his kids menu.
“He is too cute.” I laughed. “I’ll have the Veggie burger with no mayo, no pickles, and no onions. And some curly fries, with a bottled water.”
“Alrighty, I’m Glenn, if you ladies need anything else just tap that buzzer on top of the napkin holder. You food will be ready in about 5 minutes.” He said gathering all the menu’s and departing.
“Wait!” I shouted after him.
“Uh, did you need something?”
“Yeah can you get me a cup of coffee?” I asked.
“Yes ma’am right away.” He smiled as he was off with our orders.
“Ugh, he called me ma’am.” I frowned.
“Well duh!” Midge laughed. “What do they call you out there in Arizona? Do you have a cowgirl name or something?”
“Actually no, she is the elusive Liz Cooper.” Ethel said in a low voice. “Now you didn’t hear that from me.”
I saw Midge’s eyes bulge as she looked at me.
“What? Do I have cowlick or something?” I asked. Having her eye’s look at me like that was kind of unsettling.
“You! Your Liz Cooper.” She said harshly in a low voice.
“Uh, yeah.” I answered. Looking at her like she grew two heads.
“No shit! Your Liz Cooper!” I heard from beside me. I looked up to see Glenn with my coffee in his hand, with the same look in his eyes as Midge.
“Uh, can I have my coffee now? Please?” I asked.
“Uh, sure! I mean no problem, here!” he said, almost shoving in my face. “But can I have your autograph? I mean you like never come here for book tours or anything.”
“Yeah, sure. You got a pen?” I asked.
“I be right back! I got something better.” He said running off to the back room.
“Ethel this is the last straw, first coming to my apartment, and leaving the door open-”
“It was already open when I got there.” Ethel said with a bored voice.
“Unannounced! Then dragging me here by threatening my cat!” I gritted.
“Hey, I’m not the one ODing my cat with Vodka! Try milk!” Ethel snapped.
“He’s lactose intolerant! Plus cats don’t need milk! And I didn’t give him Vodka! I don’t even own a bottle of Vodka!” I snapped.
“Ok..um can you reframe from speaking about alcohol consumption with my son sitting right here staring at you?” Midge said in a stern voice.
“Mom, is Betty an alcoholic? I thought she was an author? Can cats really drink vodka?” he asks his mother in a curious voice. “What’s vodka?”
“Ok! Where is our food. I am starved.” Midge said completely ignoring her son.
Just then Glenn ran back to our table with a hardcover book in his hand. It was my book “Harlequinn’s Diary”. It was about a girl who was grew up with her mother and an abusive stepfather. After her mother dies of leukemia when the girl ‘Harly’ is 15 her stepfather pimp’s her out for money and drugs. Later on as she gets older she goes to college and becomes lawyer. It was one of the books I got an Author’s Guild award for. I’ve written about 12 novels, and that one was my fifth.
“Ok! This is my favorite book! Can you sign it for me?” he asks with pleading eyes as he shoves the book in my face with a ball point pen in the other hand.
“Sure, how can I resist one of my biggest fans?” I smiled sweetly. And yes it was a real smile, I wasn’t being sarcastic. I’m never sarcastic to my fans and fellow readers, it wouldn’t be fair.
My compliment went overboard and made the poor boy turn as red as a sunburn. After I signed the book, I was held under close cautious stares by midge.
“What?” I asked sipping my coffee which had already gotten cold.
“Your Liz Cooper, one of the most popular authors around. Damn it you write your own cookbooks! I should have known!” Midge said sneering at me.
“Well, not really, I don’t make very many guests appearances on shows, a few radio stations here and there. And I do not put my picture in the books. It helps the sales when you have a sense of mystery.” I grinned.
“Oh please, anyone who’s worth their own salt would know who you were, especially if they lived in Riverdale.” Midge snorted.
“Well now you can eat your own words, midge.” Ethel snickered.
“Yeah, your not worth salt!” I laughed, as midge tossed her napkin at me.
“Well, it would’ve helped if you had come here on book tours every once in awhile, instead of hiding away in the middle of nowhere.” Midge smirked.
“I was not hiding.” I pouted.
“She wasn’t hiding. When I found her at her apartment, she was passed out on her living room floor, with the front door wide open.” Ethel laughed.
“I am soo buying a house.“ I mumbled.
“So midge, what’s up with all the Pop Tate’s locations?” Ethel asked as Glenn came back with our food, with a large smile on his face. Never taking his eyes off of me. Ok this is starting to get weird.
“Well, about 4 years ago Pop Tate found out he was diabetic.” Midge said sadly as she put down Max’s food in front of him. His burger was huge! And he attacked it with such gusto. He has got to be Moose Mason’s son, who else could it be?
“Oh, that’s horrible is he ok?” Ethel sighed as she slurped her sprite.
“Yeah he is now. He retired right after he found out. He had to change his eating habits and everything, so working at the Malt shop was over for him. He was planning to shut it down. But there was one person who wasn’t going to let that happen.” Midge said grinning.
“And I can just guess who.” I muttered biting into my burger. I ordered a veggie burger, because I’m off beef burgers. Especially ones that I haven’t prepared myself. I’m not getting all funny with my food I just didn’t want any beef anymore. I’d rather a turkey burger. But the menu didn’t have any.
“Yup, Juggie got Pop to sell him his business.” Midge smiled picking up her chili fries with a fork. Only she and veronica ever bothered to use a fork on chili fries, everyone else just dug in.
“Speaking of which, you talked to veronica lately?” Ethel asked out of the blue, as if she read my mind.
Midge looked over at her son to see if he was really listening in on their conversation, when we looked over at him, he already had his mp3 playing out and his earphones plugged into his head, he was stuffing his face with the humongous burger while trying to figure out some kid puzzle on his menu. Clearly the poor kid was used to days like this with his mother.
As she leaned in closer so did we, such was the way of gossip.
“I haven’t talked to her in years.” Midge said in a low voice.
“Why not I thought you two were ok.” I shrugged.
“Oh come off it Betty, remember I was there at prom when she said all that crap to you.” Midge frowned.
“I know that, I just didn’t know that you heard what she said.” I mumbled biting into my burger.
“I was right behind her, you didn’t see me because you kept looking at Reggie and Archie go at it. I admit I knew Veronica was…well you know a goal getter.” she smirked.
“Is that what they’re calling it now?” Ethel laughed.
“Shut up! I always knew Veronica was kinda loose. I just thought that she was looking for attention. You know rich kids, and their parents, whatever was going on in her life I thought it had her doing crazy stuff to get attention. And the whole triangle with you, her and Archie made things crazy.” she said.
“*snort* Attention. Yeah, sure.” I sneered.
“But what she did was fowl though. But what’s worse is that you believed her.” Midge said.
“What?” I asked astonished.
“You believed her. I know Veronica, and I know Reggie. Yeah, me and him had our fling, but it wasn’t anything more than a few dates here and there. Oh don’t look at me like that, we were in high school! We all flirted like hell! But I never slept with him.” Midge said whispering the last part.
“Ok mom I’m going to the Comic book store later!” we heard Max yell out of nowhere breaking our moment, as we looked down at the plate of empty food, and him running to the door.
“Oh my god, you shouldn’t eat like that! Max! And no more fighting!” Midge yelled.
“Sweetie he is gone!” Ethel chuckled.
“He basically sucked his food into his mouth like vacuum cleaner!” Midge sighed.
“Uh…are you sure Reggie is going to be there?” I asked, acting like a didn’t care.
“With out a doubt. He never passes up time to spend with Max, and always giving him whatever he asks for!” Midge growled.
“Is Reggie Max’s father?” I asked.
“Betty did dye in your hair fry your brain cells? Didn’t I just tell you I never slept with the guy?!” Midge snapped.
“Well, from what I heard he sure is acting like one.” I said, giving her an innocent look.
“Reggie is Max’s godfather. When I was pregnant with max, he was there for me, and helped me through some of my problems.” Midge shrugged.
“Now that’s just touching.” I mumbled with a mouth full of fries.
“I know you may not believe it, but Reggie is like family to me. He’ll always be a rat, but to those he cares about he’s the sweetest thing.” Midge admitted.
“You’re sounding like he’s turned over a new leaf.” Ethel said.
“Now you didn’t hear me say that now did you?” Midge smirked.
“So who is Max’s father you never told us.” I pried.
“Now about my escorting service.” she said completely ignoring my question.
“Wait a minute. What?!” I said choking on my bottled water.
“You’re joking right? You never told me you were an escort midge.” Ethel said as she finished her burger. Geez her burger was like the same size as Max’s. Do they live in the same dimension or something or is it just me?
“I never said that I was an escort.” Midge grinned.
“Ugh. Escort is just another term for prostitute. One’s legal one is illegal. Both do the same damn jobs!” I rasped clearing my throat.
“Oh your funny. I own my own escorting business” Midge said smiling proudly.
“I thought you owned a strip club.” Ethel said.
“I thought you were a stripper.” I said.
“I own that strip club. I used to work there. That was years ago, the old man who owned it past away.” Midge said.
“So you own your own Stripping Escorting Service?” I asked grinning.
“Wow the all-american dream. I’m so proud of you midge.” Ethel said patting Midge on the shoulder.
“Yeah talk about connections” I laughed.
“Laugh all you want. I just get tired of seeing your brother in law come in there man handling my girls like their toys.” she huffed. “Or rag dolls.”
“Excuse me?” I double-taked. Brother in law, she can’t mean polly’s husband. Can she?
“Yeah you brother in law Jack. I’m all confidential when it comes to business. But whatever’s going on with him and his wife he doesn’t need to come to my club and take it out on my girls. They work hard every time they come in there, and they deserve respect just like any other living breathing human being.” Midge said between clenched teeth.
“Whoa, whoa. Take it easy there. I barely know Jack. Remember I haven’t been here in years! When he joined the family I was missing in action, so if you want to talk to someone talk to polly, she’s his wife.” I said fanning her off with the kid’s menu Max left.
“I already did! Twice! Either she’s completely naive or she just doesn’t care. Either way if he causes anymore bullshit in either of my establishments I’m calling in the local pigs!” Midge huffed.
“You do that! Oh hey, does he get to wear pink handcuffs? Out in Arizona our sheriff makes the prisoners wear pink handcuffs, and eat ostrich burgers.” I said brightly.
“Ugh, are you serious?” Midge gawked.
I nodded. “I can’t believe my sister’s husband is out basically swashbuckling.” I snickered.
“Swashbuckling? Hah, if that were only what he was doing. If he wasn’t married to your sister I wouldn’t have felt the need to even talk about it. He’s up at my strip club at least 3 times a week! And he with one of my escorts once every other week! He there so often he’s starting to ask me for deals since he’s a regular customer. Prick.” Midge gritted.
“Hmm. He sounds like a real problem.” Ethel said looking at her friend in concern.
“He’s a womanizer. Don’t let the blonde hair and blue eyes fool yah.” Midge gritted. Now where do I remember that from?
“Oh well, he’s Polly’s problem not mine. She decided she wanted to marry a prick.” I said sitting up and stretching my hands to the ceiling. I felt so much better on a full stomach. Just then I saw Max run up from behind me bags in his hand, and a big grin on his face. I wasn’t facing the entrance so I couldn’t see him come in.
“Hey mom, Uncle Reggie said he going to Victoria’s Secret and wants you to come.” Max smiled plopping down next to his mother.
“That’s ok. Tell him they don’t carry my size.” Midge said rolling her eyes.
“Why don’t you tell him? He’s coming right now.” Max grinned as he looked up. “Hey Uncle Reg come sit next to me!”
I froze, this was happening way to fast. I didn’t want to see anybody. Especially him! I had to make a run for it.
“I need to use the restroom.” I said quickly as I stood up. I didn’t look where I was going and I ran right into someone. Knocking us both on the floor.
“Jesus! Damn it Blondie watch where your going!” I heard a familiar voice bellow at me. I sat up to see none other than Reggie Mantle sitting floor with a furious look on his face. Then they widened with shock and recognition. As I took in his appearance, and features I noticed how much Reggie has matured. Well physically. He no longer looked boyishly handsome, he was well… gorgeous! I mean he was always good looking. Oh what the hell, he was hot, I mean he is hot! Oh god am I babbling? I’m an successful writer, I own like 3 or 5 thesaurus’s and I’m babbling! Am I blushing?
“Great.” I muttered. When I said that he grinned that usual annoying grin he always had when he was up to something. And before I knew it, he grabbed me and pulled me against his body.
“Hi betty.” he murmured before he grabbed the back of my head, and kissed me.
“Yuck! That’s just gross!” I heard Max say.
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Damn that mantle! That rat! That Fink. That Rat Fink Mantle. *snicker*
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