A/N: Hey guys, hope you enjoy this. It's Halloween and Chloe has talked Aubrey into throwing a party for the Bellas. With 100 jellos and some ulterior motives. If this looks familiar it's because it used to be a one-shot that grew in my own head. Anyway, thanks for reading it, and feel free to leave some comments because they are the woop chicken that I get gakked up on. (Inside joke, sorry, but seriously, they feed the drive to keep writing guys, so please leave a comment if you feel like it.) This chapter is Bechloe.


Trick or Beca

"Chloe! Would you get your ass out here and help me finish putting up these decorations? This damned party was your idea, and if I have to do all this by myself, so help me God I'll –" Aubrey's shout was cut off as the offending party, her redheaded roommate, came down the stairs and into the living room. Choosing to ignore the costume the redhead was wearing, Aubrey simple said, "About time!"

"Sorry Aubrey, I was just finishing getting ready. How can I help?" The redhead asked excitedly.

"Take these spiders and put 'em up around the place, I've hung cobwebs and other stuff already, so just find places for them." Aubrey said, handing her roommate and fellow senior at Barden University a bag of plastic spiders. The pair were in the middle of decorating their apartment for a Halloween party, well Aubrey was in the middle, Chloe had just started. Checking the clock on the wall, the blond haired girl sighed in frustration, the rest of the Bellas were going to be arriving in about an hour, and she still had shit to finish in the kitchen. Turning to watch as Chloe pranced happily around the room depositing spiders left, right and center, the red tail of her costume bouncing behind her as she skipped around, the blond shook her head. Speaking up she added, "I'm going to finish making the food, can you handle the decorating?"

"I got it, Bree. Leave it to me, this party is going to be 'aca-awesome', I promise!" Chloe said, smiling over her shoulder at her roommate as she straightened the horns sitting atop her head. Giving her roommate a thumbs up before she vanished into the kitchen Chloe continued to go around the apartment and distribute spiders freely. Aubrey had really done a good job with the basic decorations and their apartment, normally spotless thanks to the blond's meticulous cleaning regimen, was now frightfully decorated for the holiday.

"I still don't know why you sprung this part on me at the last minute, Chloe. For serious, I should so be studying right now. And why only invite the Bellas? Those girls are a pain in my ass all week long, and now I have to deal with them on the weekend too?" Aubrey's comments drifted out of the kitchen where, as Chloe moved around putting the last of the spiders up, the blond could be seen frosting some cupcakes.

"Because, Bree. I mean, it'd be good to get to know… the girls, outside of the rehearsal space, right?" Chloe asked, catching herself before she could let anything slip. "Think of our first year with the Bellas, Bree. Remember how much of a bitch Alice was? Remember how we swore that if we ever got to be the captains we'd never be like her?"

Chloe could hear Aubrey grumbling in the kitchen as she finished off frosting the cupcakes and turned to put the frosting into the fridge. "What the actual hell, Chlo? Do we seriously need, like 100 jello shots for tonight? I hope these aren't all for you, because I am not cleaning up the bathroom afterwards!"

Chloe coughed and frantically thought for a minute before saying, "Uh, they're, uh… They're for everyone. I figured that, uh, the girls would like a chance to have some fun, let their hair down. You know?"

Aubrey just grunted in response as she slid the shots out of the fridge and started setting them out on the counter. Chloe had three reasons, really, for making those jello shots, and for the punch she was planning to mix up here in a few minutes. The first was to get her blond roommate to let her hair down a little. Aubrey-as-Captain was a totally different girl than the one that Chloe had gotten to know over their three years and some change here at Barden, and she really wanted the Bellas to see behind the captain's mask that she usually wore around them to the fun, party girl that Bree really was. The second reason was because despite her own bouncy attitude and bold, carpe diem outlook on life, there was something, or someone, coming tonight that made her as nervous as a schoolgirl, and the redhead needed every ounce of liquid courage she could muster. The third, and possibly the most important, reason was because hopefully with a little alcoholic encouragement, the someone in question might let her guard down a little and be more receptive to the subtle hints that she'd been dropping for the last month or so.

But that wasn't anything Aubrey needed to know about, and so Chloe just went about putting up the last of their decorations, even going so far as to change out some of light bulbs to make the atmosphere of the apartment a bit darker, until about twenty minutes before the girls were supposed to arrive, when she adjourned to the kitchen to start mixing up her "Halloween Brew". Which basically consisted of a whole lot of alcohol, a little bit of mixers, and dry ice served out of a plastic pumpkin on a claw-footed wrought iron stand. Aubrey only arched one perfectly formed eyebrow at the quantity and variety of alcohol she was mixing together before going back to her own room to grab the final touches for her costume. Aubrey was just exiting her room, white angel's wings now attached to her back to compliment the white corset/skirt, stockings, and heels she was wearing. Adjusting the halo on her head she missed the rueful shake of Chloe's head as the redhead pictured what the Bellas would think seeing their dictator of a captain dressed as an angel. She managed to hide her smirk just in time as Aubrey looked up at her and sighed one more time.

"Still can't believe you talked me into this party…" The blond grumped as she strode over to where Chloe was standing by the kitchen to adjust her roommate's costume. Pulling the top closed a little more, Aubrey added, "Seriously though, Chlo, I know you're confident about 'all that', but you really should have gone with a size larger for this, your tits are falling out all over the place."

"Maybe that's the idea!" Chloe said with a wink as she let Aubrey fuss with the skin-tight red suit she was wearing. It was laced across the front exposing her skin down between her breasts to nearly her belly button where a black devil's fork met the lacing and extended downwards. She had purposefully laced the sides up a bit tight in order to enhance the view from the front, and based on Aubrey's observation, she had managed to accomplish her goal. "Are you done? I need to get my pitchfork to finish the look, and the girls should be here any minute now."

"The idea? Who are you showing off for, Chlo? Tom's not coming, is he? In fact, I haven't seen you two together in a few weeks… Chloe Elizabeth Beale, are you crushing on – ?" Aubrey's question was interrupted as the doorbell to their apartment rang, announcing the arrival of said girls, and Chloe squeaked before turning to dash up the stairs towards her room. Well, as much as she could dash in her heels and that outfit. Hearing Aubrey's growled "This conversation isn't over" just made the redhead smile as she ducked into her bedroom while Aubrey opened the door and greeted whoever had arrived.

Finding her pitchfork leaning against her full-length mirror Chloe took a moment to appreciate the view. Aubrey was right when she said that she was nearly spilling out of the top, and the short skirt at the bottom was barely long enough to cover her ass. It also left a long length of her well-toned thigh visible before the red stockings started just above her knee. Combined with the black lace-up heels she had on, Chloe had to admit that she was looking smoking hot. Leaning in she placed a kiss on the mirror, leaving bright red lip prints on the glass as she bent to pick up her final accessory and head downstairs.

Walking out onto the little hallway that overlooked the living room, Chloe was disappointed when she noticed that not everyone had arrived yet. Stacie, Lilly, Denise and Cynthia Rose were all downstairs, but there were still a few faces missing from the crowd. One look at the leggy brunette, though, made Chloe feel a bit more comfortable in her costume choice. The blue skirt with golden stars on it was barely long enough to be called a skirt, and you almost couldn't tell that there were stars on it, and the tight corset she wore had her even more ample bosom nearly falling out with every step. If Chloe hadn't been a closet comic book fan she might not have even recognized that Stacie was going as the sluttiest version of Wonder Woman ever.

Still, Stacie wasn't the brunette that Chloe had been hoping to see, though if Beca wore an outfit anything close to the taller brunette's, Chloe wasn't sure they'd spend any time in the living room once she got a few jello shots into the short freshmen. The others all had costumes on, though most were much more modest than Stacie's or her own, or even Aubrey's. CR and Denise seemed to have teamed up in their costume ideas, going as Mario and Luigi from Super Mario Brothers, while Lilly was dressed in a tight black bodysuit, complete with mask and what appeared to be the hilt of a, Chloe hoped, fake sword sticking up over her shoulder. Either the short Asian woman was dressed as a ninja, or she had some mysterious side job she was going to take care of after the party, and frankly Chloe wasn't sure she wanted to know the answer.

As she was walking down the stairs all the girls below looked up and called out a greeting, Stacie and CR both whistling appreciatively at the redhead's choice of costume, and someone knocked on the door, announcing another round of visitors. Aubrey eyed Chloe suspiciously as the blond moved to answer the door, trying to figure out who the redhead was interested in, but determined it must be someone yet to arrive as her gaze didn't seem to be lingering on anyone too long.

Opening the door Aubrey almost burst into laughter as Fat Amy, Jessica and Ashley seemed to be wrestling with a white mass of sheets that appeared to be trying to flee the scene. Part of what made it so hilarious was the choices of costumes that everyone was wearing. The larger Australian girl was dressed as what Aubrey could only assume was a female version of the Kool-Aid Man, complete with boobs on the pitcher. Jessica was wearing a tall, pointed black hat and a black dress which Aubrey assumed to mean that she was going for your classic witch. And Ashley was covered from head to toe in blue body paint, her blond hair seeming a little more yellow than normal, and wearing a white dress, shoes and a hat. Regardless, watching the Kool-Aid Woman, a witch, and Smurfette try to wrestle an uncooperative … ghost, if Aubrey had to guess at Beca's costume, which was who the fourth person no doubt was, from running off was quite hilarious.

"Uh, hi." She said, getting the attention of everyone outside and stopping the short ghost's flight.

"Hey Cap'n! Well, Cap'n Angel, I guess." Fat Amy said as she straightened up, though still holding onto one of Beca's arms. "We had a runner at the last minute, some little flat-butted smurf took her eye off the captive…"

"Seriously, guys. I don't wanna do this…" Beca's voice coming from underneath the white sheet with holes cut out for the short brunette's eyes, mouth and arms confirmed Aubrey's suspicion, though it raised another as she looked over the four girls still standing outside. If Chloe wasn't after someone inside… No. She couldn't be into… Aubrey was going to kill her roommate.

"Come inside." The blond said, practically growling as she tried hard not to grind her teeth in frustration. Aubrey stepped aside as Amy walked through the door, barely making it with the added bulk of her costume, and the blond made sure to watch her red haired roommate carefully as Ashley and Jessica frog marched Beca into the apartment.

Just as she'd feared. Though the redhead was still standing and chatting amiably with Cynthia Rose and Denise, her gaze immediately found ghost-Beca and, though most people might have missed it, Aubrey distinctly saw the redhead perk up excitedly as she giggled at the obviously reluctant freshman.

Chloe wasn't the only one to laugh, however, when everyone noticed the firm grip that both Ashley and Denise had on Beca's arms, though they let go once Aubrey shut the door. As everyone made fun of Beca, not for her costume because most of them were shocked that she'd even bothered to dress up, but for fighting against the three girls, who were happy to tell how they had basically had to drag Beca out of her dorm and across campus to get her here, Aubrey shot a glare across the room towards Chloe. Showing the girls where the "Halloween Brew" and jello shots were at, Aubrey said, "Hey Chloe. Can I talk to you for a minute? In the kitchen…"

Ducking into the aforementioned room, Aubrey started pacing back and forth, though she'd only made it up and halfway back down before the redhead appeared in the room. Stopping a few feet from her roommate, Aubrey let her eyes run up and down Chloe's outfit, and raised an eyebrow as she said, "For serious, Chlo? Her? Of all people… Her?!"

For her part the redhead maintained her composure as she calmly walked around Aubrey and towards the refrigerator, her tail swinging behind her. Leaning in to get some more of the snacks that Aubrey had placed in there, Chloe said, "I have no idea what you're talking about, Bree. But we really shouldn't hang out in the kitchen by ourselves, it's rude…"

"Rude? Rude is having a … a toner for my nemesis! That's what's rude!" Aubrey's voice cracked like a whip as she hissed out her fury, trying to keep it quiet enough that the babble of voices from the living room would mask her words.

"Nemesis, really Bree? Isn't that a bit extreme? I mean, yeah you and Beca rub each other the wrong way sometimes, but…" Chloe was cut off as Aubrey made an "ah-ha" face and thrust a finger at her accusingly.

"You do have a toner for Beca!" Aubrey said triumphantly.

"So what if I do?!" Chloe said, still not backing down as she placed the tray of cupcakes on the island. "I'm not asking you to sleep with her, so what does it matter?"

"Damnit Chloe!" Aubrey said in a growl before throwing her hands in frustration. "Fine. Do what you want, but you better not ruin my chance to win Finals because you can't keep your toner in your pants!"

With another stern look in her direction, Chloe watched as Aubrey spun on her heels, quite literally, and walked back out into the living room and started mingling. Chloe had known that Aubrey would eventually see through her plan, though she'd hoped it wouldn't have happened until the morning after, but there was nothing to be done now but proceed. Taking the tray of cupcakes and carefully balancing it in one hand Chloe made her way back into the main room, using her pitchfork to open the door, and moved towards the table with the food on it. As she walked she could feel someone watching her, and a quick glance told her that maybe her plan wasn't so farfetched.

"Hey… I see you got my text." Chloe said to the ghost that was Beca when she walked over to the short freshmen after dropping off her cupcakes. "Though I think you might want to check a dictionary for the definition of the word 'sexy'. I'm fairly sure I said that a 'sexy costume' was a requirement for the party."

"Hey, you're lucky I showed up, Beale. How did you know I wasn't already out at a party, huh? It is the weekend before Halloween…" Beca said, though her gaze did make a quick sweep up and down the redhead's form, taking her in from heels to horn tips.

"Ha. Because I know you, Beca, that's how. You were probably holed up in your dorm making your mixes while your roommate glared at your back. Still, though, you can manage to make a sheet look pretty good… Not sure it qualifies for 'sexy', but I'll allow you to stay."

"Well, would it be sexier if I said I was naked underneath?" Beca asked, causing Chloe to choke on her Halloween Brew. With a grin for the redhead Beca walked off to get some of her own and to try and pretend to be sociable.

After she managed to recover from Beca's false, though Chloe sincerely wished it wasn't, claim, the redhead did the same, managing to mingle away from Beca for a while so as not to be too obvious. She could still feel Aubrey watching her like a hawk despite the pretense, and occasionally caught Beca looking at her too. Though if she was to be honest with herself, Beca and Bree weren't the only two watching her, but those were the two she was most concerned with.

The party had been going for a few hours, music was now playing and Mario, Luigi and Kool-Aid were now in the middle of busting a move while Wonder Woman and Smurfette sang along with the music before Chloe made her way back towards Beca, this time with jello shots in her hand. Seeing that the short brunette was already drinking from one of the cups filled with punch Chloe smiled and said, "Gotta try some of these too, Becs. I made 'em myself."

"Chloe Beale, if I didn't know better, I'd think you were trying to get me drunk…" Beca drawled but took one of the offered jello shots and put the others on the table beside her. With a smile for Beca, Chloe took one of the shots and tossed it back, tasting the alcohol despite the flavorful jello before she responded.

"Hey, I just want to make sure you're having fun. What was it you told me your dad said you were to do? Be out there, have fun? Well, this is the college experience here." The redhead said, handing Beca another and taking up her second shot.

After the jello shots were over half gone, the evening started getting really interesting. The singing volume had increased as the witch and angel had joined in, and when Chloe finally dragged the ghost onto the "dance floor" it was mostly the five of them trying not to fall over each other. Chloe didn't mind, however, because it gave her a great excuse to keep hold of Beca, and for once the shorter girl didn't even pretend to protest. A short while after everyone got involved in the dancing someone, and Chloe still wasn't sure who, suggested a game of "I Never" and, despite Beca's protests that she "would never", everyone ended up sitting around the "dance floor" with cups of Halloween Brew as everyone "got to know each other better."

It wasn't that much of a shock to everyone that Stacie was the first one out, but a few people were surprised at how quickly both Lilly and Aubrey dropped out of the game. Chloe, of course, knew how much shit her friend had gotten up to as a freshmen and sophomore, and was glad, in a way that most of that had been without her. Eventually only Chloe, Beca, Ashley and Jessica were left in the game, though by that point it seemed to be more about just drinking than actually making statements about things that they'd never done.

When Chloe heard a chiming sound, and finally remembered that it was coming from the clock Aubrey had insisted they put up on the mantle, the redhead noticed that it was well past two in the morning. Another thing she noticed, as she looked around, was that most everyone was now quite passed out, except for herself, the short brunette who swayed ominously where she sat, and Ashley, who was currently having an argument with one of Aubrey's potted plants. Giggling at the sight of Stacie and Aubrey curled up on the couch together, and wondering how Ashley was losing her argument, Chloe carefully stood up and squinted down at Beca who was peering up at her.

"Where do'ya think yer goin', ChloChlo?" Beca asked in a slurred voice as her eyes drifted down over Chloe's scantily clad form. The redhead wasn't sure if the lingering looks at a couple places were from the drunkenness or what, but at the moment she didn't care. Stretching her hand down to Beca, and hoping she could even be of help to the brunette, Chloe spoke up.

"I'm gonna go t'bed. C'mon… It's more comfro, conform… More comfy than the floor." She said, stumbling over comfortable until she finally gave it up as a bad job. When the brunette actually took hold of Chloe's hand the redhead was almost so surprised that she forgot she was supposed to be helping Beca to her feet. As a result she nearly fell over on top of the younger girl before she was able to catch herself and help hoist Beca to her feet. Funnily enough, once Beca was standing, she seemed to sway less than Chloe did, though maybe the floor was just more crooked where she was standing…

"C'mon, ChloChlo… You need you bed." Beca said, her voice still slurred, though her eyes seemed oddly sharp. Chloe delighted in the feel as Beca again initiated contact and slipped an arm around her waist to help her walk. "Where to, you sexy devil you?"

"Stairs… I'm upstairs. On the right." Chloe said, leaning against Beca and smiling. "You smell nice, like lavender… And vodka."

Beca just laughed as the pair staggered towards the steps, and stepped around a sleeping Lilly who was curled up at the foot of the staircase like a cat. "The lavender is shampoo… And the vodka is from those jello shots." The brunette replied as they finally started ascending the steps. Reaching the landing at the top of the steps, Beca managed to get them turned to towards the door Chloe had indicated and they stumbled forward until they reached it.

Turning the handle Chloe smiled as Beca helped her stagger into the room. Her room. Her sanctuary. Letting go of Beca's shoulder, having not even realized she'd taken ahold of the girl during their walk, Chloe took a few unsteady steps towards her bed, not even aware that Beca had closed, and locked, her bedroom door. Turning around she saw Beca standing by the door, just watching her, an unusual look in her eyes that Chloe had a hard time naming. Mainly because everything was spinning…

"I really like you, Beca." Chloe said suddenly, then clapped her hands to her mouth when she realized what she'd said. Of course she also staggered back a step at the impact, then giggled when she realized what she'd done. Even with the alcohol fogging her brain, though, she thought she saw Beca smile.

"I know, Chloe. Come on, let's get you out of that costume…" The brunette said, her voice a touch huskier than it normally was.

"Mmm, I never thought you'd ask." Chloe said, a grin growing on her face as she tried to reach for the zipper at the back. She stopped, though, when Beca stepped up close to her and took hold of her hands gently.

"For the record, I like you too." Beca said softly before leaning in and capturing Chloe's lips in a kiss that started out soft and sweet, but quickly became passionate and fierce as each girl battled for dominance. Chloe broke the kiss off and gasped as she felt Beca's hands find the zipper and tug it down, felt the younger girl tug at the top of her outfit and strip her to the waist. The feel of Beca's lips on hers, the feel of the younger girl practically ripping at her clothes had a slightly sobering effect on the redhead and she paused for a moment, searching Beca's eyes. What she found there was everything she could have hoped for, and more. The steady gaze of those navy orbs were darker than normal with passion and lust, but Chloe thought, hoped at any rate, that the other flickering emotion she saw was something more than just a one-night fuck.

The look took only a few moments, just enough time for the redhead to step back slightly, but the small step gave Beca enough room to drop down, pulling the outfit down and over Chloe's hips, leaving her in only a red thong, the heels and the horns on top of her head. As she stood back up Chloe felt Beca's scorching gaze trailing over her skin as the freshman took in the sight before her, and by the hungry look that Chloe could see through the eyeholes of the sheet that Beca still wore, the younger girl liked what she saw.

Having made their way nearly to the foot of Chloe's bed Beca grinned as she reached out and gently caressed the older girl's shoulder before giving her a slight push. Even with the sobering effect of what was happening had, Chloe was still more than unsteady enough that the nudge sent her falling backwards onto her pink comforter with a squeak. Once she landed, however, the redhead turned her gaze back to Beca's sheet covered body and whined softly, "Not fair, Becs… You're way overdressed for this party."

"Hmmm, well, I guess I better solve that problem then, huh?" The brunette said, her voice definitely huskier this time as she took in the nearly naked form of Chloe as the redhead reclined on her elbows. Bending down Beca took hold of the hem of the sheet which brushed the floor and lifted it off, causing Chloe to gasp in surprise at the sight. Beca's trademark smirk spread on her face as she said, "What? I told you I was naked underneath."

"Did you expect this?" Chloe asked, her mind barely managing to form the words as she took in the sight of Beca Mitchell standing before her in only a pair of Chuck's and a small black thong.

"I hoped, and figured if I was wrong, no one would be wiser. Now, I have to ask you Miss Beale… Trick… or treat?"