Surprise! Bet you thought you'd seen the last of this story! Well so did I until an idea for a sequel popped into my head. So here it is! Reviews are welcome as always.
I do not own Pitch Perfect or any of its characters
Beca walked quickly, over-sized headphones on and hands shoved in her pocket. It was freezing and of course she'd forgotten to bring a coat. Still, she was only five minutes from her house. With any luck her dad would have been too busy to notice that she had been out all night and she could slip back in without questions.
"Out late tonight, aren't you?" A voice from behind her said. She pulled off her headphones and turned around.
"What?" She asked. The boy who had spoken was joined by his friends.
"I said, you're out late tonight." He said.
"I guess." Beca replied, turning to walk away, her pace quickening slightly.
"Hey!" Another boy shouted. "Don't walk away from us you fucking dyke!" She walked faster. Almost breaking out into a run.
"Just fucking grab her, will you?" The first boy said almost wearily. Beca started running but she wasn't quick enough. She was brought to the ground with a thump, a grunt of pain escaping her lips.
"Beca." Chloe gently shook her awake. "Becs, wake up. It's just a dream." Beca opened her eyes and Chloe smiled at her. Beca's nightmares didn't happen often anymore but they still shook her up. Chloe brushed the hair from her forehead.
"Sorry." Beca grumbled, sitting up and resting her head on Chloe's shoulder.
"It's okay." Chloe pressed her lips to Beca's temple. "It's almost time to get the kids up anyway." As if on cue, Emily came running into their room. Her mane of ginger hair was stuck up at every possible angle, provoking a giggle from her two tired parents.
"Mommies! It's morning!" The five-year-old shouted.
"I can see that." Chloe said, helping her daughter climb onto the bed. She wriggled herself so she was sitting between them, and snuggled under the covers. "Shouldn't somebody be getting ready for school?" The tiny redhead sighed dramatically.
"Can't I stay home with mommy all day?" She said, referring to Beca.
"Mommy has to work and you have to go to school." Chloe said, climbing out of bed and picking Emily up, carrying her downstairs to the kitchen. "Babe, can you go and get Ben up?" Chloe shouted into the bedroom. The brunette climbed out of bed and wrapped her dressing gown around her before she walked down the hall to her son's room.
"Ben? Time to get up, buddy." She said with a knock. She heard her fourteen-year-old grumble in response. "Breakfast in ten minutes." She said before heading downstairs. Chloe had already started making coffee and had poured a bowl of cereal for Emily. "We've got bacon, right?" Beca said, planting a kiss on the top of her daughter's head.
"In the fridge I think." Chloe replied, pouring out coffee for her and Beca. Beca located the meat and began frying it, hoping the smell would be enough to rouse her son from his bed. It did the trick. By the time his bacon sandwich was made, Ben was shuffling sleepily into the kitchen, his soft brown hair stuck up on one side. "Morning." Chloe said, smirking at his appearance. He grumbled a response and began shoveling his food into his mouth. Beca watched him in amusement. She was still getting used to the speed that Ben was growing. In the past two years he had went from being Beca's height to completely towering over her and was now even a few inches taller than Chloe.
"Ben your hair is silly." Emily said as she finished the last of her cereal. He looked at her and snorted with laughter.
"I could say the same about you princess." He replied. His plate now empty.
"I'm gonna take a shower." Chloe said, gathering up the plates and bowls from the table and piling them into the sink.
"Come on then, let's get ready for school." She lifted Emily from the chair and placed her on her back, giving her a piggy-back ride up the stairs. Ben followed and disappeared into his room. She took Emily into the bathroom (Chloe was using their on-suite for a shower) and sat her on the counter by the sink. She squeezed toothpaste onto the redhead's tiny toothbrush. "You wanna do it?" She asked, handing her the toothbrush. Emily nodded eagerly. "Okay, but don't eat it this time." Beca brushed her own teeth while keeping a careful eye on her daughter. Once they were done she picked Emily up and carried her into her bedroom. "Bathroom's free, buddy." She shouted into Ben's room as she passed. "Okay, what do you wanna wear today?"
"Princess dress?" Emily asked, sitting down on her beanbag.
"I don't think you can wear your princess dress to school, baby." Beca said. "How about the new one mommy bought you?" She rummaged through her drawers.
"Mommy I can't wear that dress!" Emily said with a giggle. "It's too fancy!"
"And a princess dress, isn't?" Beca said, laughing.
"You're silly mommy. Other mommy knows much more about dresses." Emily stood up and pulled out a flowery one. "I'll wear this one." Beca wasn't sure how this dress was less fancy than her other one but Emily was right when she said that Chloe knew more about dresses. "I can do it by myself." Emily said once Beca handed her socks and underwear.
"Okay." Beca grinned, holding her hands up in mock surrender. "I'll be outside if you need me." She left the room and bumped into Chloe in the hall. "She's getting dressed herself now." Beca smiled at her wife.
"Oh really?" Chloe said, her arms draping around Beca's neck.
"Really. And apparently you know much more about dresses than I do." Beca kissed her.
"Well that's true." Chloe smirked.
"Get a room." Ben said as he walked from the bathroom.
"We had one until you were in it." Beca said back, earning a slap on the arm from Chloe.
"Mommy!" Emily called and Beca and Chloe walked in and saw their daughter standing proudly dressed. "I did it!"
"Good job, baby." Chloe said, planting a kiss on the top of her head. She grabbed a hairbrush from the top of Emily's dresser and sat on her bed, patting the space between her legs. Emily eagerly jumped up and sat in between them and Chloe began attempting to tame the mass of red hair on her daughter's head. Beca watched with a smile on her face before leaving to get dressed. A half an hour later and the family was dressed and ready to go. "Ben, you need a ride?" Chloe asked, grabbing her keys from the hook in the kitchen. Chloe used to work at Ben's high school but changed to work at Barden University when Ben became a freshman in September. She still drove past it on her way to work every day though.
"No it's cool, I'm meeting Tom and Lauren." He said, plating a kiss on both Beca and Chloe's cheeks before stooping down and kissing Emily's forehead. "Later!" He called as he left the house.
"Babe, are you gonna take Emily in?" Chloe asked as Beca helped Emily tie her shoes.
"Sure. Go ahead and get to work." Beca said, standing up and giving Chloe a quick kiss who then hurried out. "Come on then." Beca took Emily's hand and they walked towards her school, Emily's school bag swinging from Beca's shoulder. At the school Beca greeted some of the other parents and then handed over her bag before kissing her daughter on the cheek. "Be good. Love you." She said as Emily rushed off to play with her friends.
"Beca, we're going for a coffee if you'd like to join us." Natalie, one of the friendlier mothers, said.
"Thanks Nat but I've got to head back and start working. Number one singles don't write themselves you know." She said with a smirk. Natalie and a couple of the others laughed as Beca waved and headed back home. Despite the fact that she was a world renowned producer and songwriter she had still managed to keep a relatively low profile. That was partly due to the fact that when Emily was born, Beca stopped gigging and DJing and focused on writing and producing music for others. Every so often she would find photographs of herself on news websites and now and then she'd spot a photographer hiding behind some bushes when went out with her family, but for the most part she still felt fairly anonymous and that was how she liked it.
After working solidly for a few hours her phone began vibrating on her desk.
"Beca Mitchell." She said, pausing her music and answering the phone.
"Hello Ms Mitchell this is Principal White from Barden High." A stern voice said on the other end of the phone.
"What can I do for you sir?" Beca asked with a sigh.
"I'm afraid your son Ben has been caught fighting with three other boys." He said, slightly irritated at Beca's tone.
"What?!" Beca stood up and stormed into the kitchen, grabbing her car keys.
Hope you all like it so far :)
