“ Well… you came to the right place. ” Betty was quite certain there were places on her where cookie dough should not have been, but was now lodged until Christmas was over. The scent of peppermint and gingerbread had made a permanent home in her nostrils, and despite the powdery snow that blanketed all of their neighborhood, like a scene out of a suburban wonderland, with the oven on twenty-four-seven, there was NO CHOICE but to hop around in a not-so-festive tank top. But, hey, at least her PJ bottoms were decorated in Nutcracker men and dancing mice.
“ Come in and help yourself, we’ve got plenty to spare. ”
She led him into the kitchen. They’d truly outdone themselves this year. More Tupperware containers than anyone should ever own were stacked around the counters, labelled and printed in Alice Cooper’s signature curlicue handwriting. Chocolate crinkle and sugar cookie and oatmeal chocolate chip and cream cheese shortbread went as far as the eye could see. If Archie was already here, then she could only imagine how soon everyone else would arrive ––– hopefully sooner, rather than later. Once Jughead was here, it’d be over for everyone.
“ While you’re here, though: want to help me dip these in white chocolate? Trust me, it’s a lot more fun than it looks. ”
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