Archie Weird Mysteries: Alternate Reality 2       by: Paul G. Jutras

 

For once Archie Andrews showed up right on time for his date with Veronica Lodge. For once he learned that showing up on time wasn't the right thing to do. "Oh, heck, Ronnie! You're not ready and the movie starts in less than a half hour."

"I'm sorry, Archie. You want me to look pretty don't you?"

"Of course I do." Archie explained. "Can't you hurry things along a little?"

"I would but I don't have a single stocking that's dry yet." Veronica lead Archie upstairs to her private bathroom. Archie felt like he was at the car wash the way nylon stockings dangled off of wall rods. "All my pairs are still hanging in the bathroom. I can't finish getting ready till one is dry."

"Man, you girls really have it made." Archie sighed as he returned to the living room. "Never having to be ready on time. We boys having to open doors for you, provide transportation and all expenses."

"Don't be silly." Veronica sneered. "Such a small price for being born a boy. You were a girl you'd know just how much harder we have it."

"Now there's an idea." Finny thought as he peered through the lodge window. Taking his hand held time device that he stole from Dilton, he vanished. He soon appeared outside of the Andrew home with Mrs. Andrew pregnant. Aiming the time device at her belly, he laughed. In the present a time shift covered the city.

For once Roddy Lodge showed up right on time for his date with Archigail Andrews. For once he learned that showing up on time wasn't the right thing to do. "Oh, heck, Archigail you're not even ready and the movie starts less than half an hour."

"I'm sorry. You want me to look pretty don't you?"

"Of course I do." Roddy explained. "Can't you hurry things along a little?"

"I would but I don't have a single stocking that's dry yet?" Archigail lead her date to her private bathroom. It looked like a car wash drying area with all the nylons that dangled from the wall rods. "All my pairs are still hanging. I can't finish getting dress until one dries."

"Man, you girls have it made." Roddy sighed as he returned to the living room. Archigail suddenly got a feeling of deja view. As the time atom still inside her body kicked in, Archigail suddenly remembered how things was suppose to be.

"Okay, I'll try to hurry." Archiegail said. "I need to make a stop at the school first."

Archigail tried her best to get ready as quickly as possible. It was especially hard to get the make up just right. She even felt bad about getting a run in her stocking, but couldn't worry about it as they climbed into Archie car. The car looked the same, except the color was pink.

Dr. Horatio Beuregard watched from his mystic shop as they drove by. The former Archie Andrews couldn't help but wonder if he was aware of the time shift since he was often aware of a weird event before Archie was.

Running into Dilton's school lab, Archigail put on the time belt. The large chest believe felt quite different against her now large breasts. Trying to turn it on; however, she found that nothing was happening. "Why isn't Dilton's invention working?"

"Who's Dilton?" Roddy asked. Archigail remembered that only she remembered how things use to be in the time line. "Why are you messing with Daisy's prop for the school play: FINNY'S REVENGE, BACK TO THE PAST."

"Guess it isn't just me." Archie thought. "Every male and female in town must of switched gender with only time travelers like Finny and me remembering how things use to be. But if Dilton never existed to invent a real time device, how could the changes happen in the first place?"

"One of those mysteries time paradoxes you read about in books, huh Archie, my girl." Flora, formally Finny giggled. "I didn't expect my plans of revenge on you was going to effect me. With the time devices gone for good, there's no way to fix things now. We're all stuck."

"What are you talking about?" Roddy asked with a puzzled look.

"Never mind." Archigail sighed as she resided to her new fate. "Let's get to the movie and finish our date."

THE END.

 

 

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