Here is the sequel to Barden & Beyond. Some of the chapters, like this one, will be repeats from the other story. Hope you all don't mind re-reading this, but I have the second chapter finished so I'll probably update that real soon.
-To anyone who is reading this and then wants to read Barden & Beyond, I suggest you read up to chapter 36 and then come to this story since chapter 37 of Barden & Beyond is the first chapter of this story.-
Chapter One
"We have way too much shit, Jesse," Beca said with a huff as she dropped another box in the living room that was filled with piles of boxes, and there was more in the back of the moving truck. "There's no way it's all going to fit."
"It'll fit, don't worry. We have an extra bedroom," he said.
"No, that's the studio. That's not turning into storage. I need that, and you'll probably need it too."
"Fine, fine," he sighed. "It'll still all fit. You'll see."
"Half of these boxes are your insane DVD collection," she said as she walked downstairs with him, passing Josh and Donald on the way. The two of them, plus Bumper and Chloe, had come to help them move in. Josh and Donald were the only ones actually helping.
"There's still more shit in here," Bumper said, pointing to the truck from the lawn chair he was sitting on that he pulled from somewhere.
"Why are you here if you're not helping?" Beca asked as she jumped into the truck to get another box.
"I'm guarding the area. You never know who's going to come up and steal shit. You should be happy I thought of this," he said as he took a sip from one of the many juice pouches Jesse bought. "Besides, Chloe's not doing anything either."
"I'm supervising," she said as she bounced Juliette a little on her hip. "Isn't that right, baby?"
"Yeah!" Juliette said excitedly.
"See," Chloe said.
"I need a real drink, not this juice shit. Let's leave this and go to the bar," Bumper said.
"If you helped, maybe we could leave sooner," Jesse said as he passed two boxes to Beca.
"My doctor said I'm not supposed to do any heavy lifting. I tore a quad in midst of doing some Cocktail shit behind the bar last night."
"Dude, no," Donald said, shaking his head at Bumper's lame excuse. "You dropped two bottles of vodka when you were trying to juggling them."
"And tore a quad. Don't question me."
"I don't get it. You have nothing going for you, why don't you at least try to not be a complete asshole," Beca said.
"I have my looks."
"Yeah, maybe garden gnome creators could model a few after you."
"That's what he looks like!" Josh said, nudging Chloe a bit. "Told you he looked familiar."
"Oh yeah, we just bought a garden gnome," she nodded. "The resemblance is uncanny."
"I hate you all," Bumper muttered, sitting back down in his lawn chair. "No more free drinks."
"Yeah, okay," Beca scoffed, passing one of the last boxes to Benji. "You would never. You'd have no more friends if you cut us all off."
"She is right," Chloe said, nodding her head in agreement.
"This is the last of them," Jesse said, grabbing the last box and going to bring it upstairs. "We'll unpack later."
"To the bar!"
"Am I bad mother if I bring my young child to a bar?" Chloe asked.
"Might as well start her early," Beca shrugged.
"We'll drop Juliette off at your parents if they're not busy," Josh said, glaring at Beca. "Not bringing my daughter to a bar."
"Oh please, don't act like you haven't done worst. Didn't you pick up the wrong baby from daycare last week?"
"You what?" Chloe yelled.
"Thanks Beca," Josh said, rolling his eyes. "Way to throw me under the bus."
"She enjoys doing that to people," Jesse said as Beca shrugged, smirking at Josh as Chloe yelled at him. "See you later."
"You are so sleeping on the couch tonight, asshole," Chloe said. "Pick up the wrong kid at daycare, are you kidding me?"
"I realized right away. We have our daughter, don't we? Isn't that what counts?"
"No."
"We curse an awful lot around her, don't you think?" Jesse said as they walked to Sonic Boom, Bumper and Donald's bar, since it was a few blocks away.
"Yeah, but her first word wasn't 'fuck', so I think she's in pretty good shape so far," Beca shrugged. "She's their first kid, they're bound to mess up a bit."
"We won't mess up on our first kid."
"Dude, we just moved in together. We're not even close to marriage, let's not bring up children. Please."
"It's inevitable, Becs," he said with a smirk.
"Yeah, sure it is," she rolled her eyes as she opened the door and walked in. Chloe, Josh, Bumper, and Donald were already there, along with Stacie and Fat Amy.
"Oh look, it's the lovebirds coming back from forming their little nest so the Beca bird could eventually lay eggs that the Swanson could fertilize," Fat Amy said.
"Ew, that's disgusting," Beca said, crinkling her nose.
"Why are you talking like you're narrating a nature video?" Jesse asked, taking the drink that Donald passed over to him.
"I'm working on my vocalizing skills. I'm going to try voiceovers and possibly be a commentator for the ICCAs over on the West Coast."
"Nice, that would be awesome," Beca said. "Just don't speak like that around me, please. Ever again."
"I think it's kind of funny," Stacie said, briefly looking up from the file she had open on the bar. "I don't know what to do with this guy. He refuses to tell me what drugs he's on and is convinced that it's perfectly normal for him to ejaculate into this bladder rather than outside of his body like a normal man does."
"Ouch," all three boys said simultaneously, reaching down to protect their boys.
"Yeah, it's not pretty," she shook her head before closing the file. "Anyway, how's moving in going?"
"Everything's off the truck. We just have to unpack all our shit now. That'll take months, especially since Jesse's anal retentive over his DVD collection," Beca said.
"Says the girl who has about six boxes filled with just her music stuff."
"I don't know how you two do it. Having to put two separate lives together in one house. It's strange."
"What are you talking about? You're here with Donald," Beca said.
"We don't live together."
"Yeah, no," Donald said, shaking his head.
"Really? Why not?" Jesse asked.
"I don't know," she shrugged. "He had his apartment here above the bar, I got my own place when I decided to move here. There was no plan like you two had to move in together."
"Yeah, you guys are like an old married couple already. Moving in and shit," Fat Amy said.
"Super unhealthy. You're going to get sick of each other," Bumper said.
"Wait, now I know you two live together in your house," Beca said accusingly.
"We have separate bedrooms on separate floors."
"That makes no sense," Jesse said, staring at his friends.
"We live together," Chloe chimed in.
"Yeah, but you're actually married," Beca said.
"I'm sure you two will be the next to get married," Josh said, earning a groan from Beca as Chloe shook her head, mumbling about how she told him he wasn't allowed to ever bring that up. "What?"
"Do you know what I went through to get her to move in with me? Mention marriage and she'll probably find her own apartment by tonight," Jesse said.
"Hey!"
"It's true, you know it's true," Jesse said, downing his drink and pushing the glass over to Donald for a refill.
"I'm confused," Josh said, looking at Chloe for help.
"I'll explain later, babe. How about you keep your mouth shut for now or do you want to spend two nights on the couch?"
"I got the explanation for you, Joshie-boy," Bumper said. "Beca, who I believe to be the spawn of Satan, is a complete commitment-phobe and Jesse, the stupidest man on Earth, welcomes commitment with open arms."
"Shut up, you evil little gnome," Beca said through gritted teeth.
"Beca was always a lone dingo, wandering around the wilderness without a care in the world. Until she met her mate, Jesse, and she had to give up her life of solitude for him," Fat Amy said.
"What did I say about the nature commentary?"
"That one was pretty spot on, I must say. You're pretty good at that," Stacie said.
"That's it, I'm leaving," Beca said standing up and wobbling a bit from the drinks she had. "I'll be home, sleeping in a box."
"Oh, shit. We didn't unpack any bedroom stuff," Jesse sighed as he stood up as well and followed Beca out.
"Better be some kinky bedroom stuff you need to unpack, Swanson!" Fat Amy yelled. "Turn that extra bedroom into a Red Room of Pain."
"They could totally do that," Stacie said excitedly. "I'm sure he'll fine a few of Beca's birthday gifts from us, as long as she didn't throw them out."
"No, I wouldn't let her," Fat Amy laughed. "I made sure Noelle knew to pack them herself."
"Lets unpack the important stuff first, and then tomorrow we'll go through everything else," Beca said, feeling overwhelmed by the piles of boxes that filled their new apartment. "No, your DVDs do not count as important."
"Fine," he sighed. "Lets just unpack the bedroom stuff."
"Sounds good," she said, following him into the bedroom. "Move the mattress onto the bed frame and I'll unpack the comforter."
"Okay, teamwork, I like it," he said as he pushed the mattress over to the bed and flopped it onto the frame. "You want me to make the bed?"
"No," Beca said, grabbing the mattress cover to put it on the mattress. "Just start unpacking."
Beca had just finished making the bed when she heard Jesse half-laughing, half-sputtering in shock over a cardboard box.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" she asked as she walked over and saw what he found. "Fuck. I hate Noelle."
"What is all this?" he asked, pulling out handcuffs, blindfolds, and what he was almost positive was a vibrator. "Why do you have this stuff?"
"Birthday gifts," Beca said, moving to take the box from him, but he wouldn't let her. "Jesse, come on."
"Why do you have a vibrator?"
"You're just not enough for me sometimes, okay?"
"Wait, are you serious?" he asked, all joking stopped.
"No," she sniggered. "I've never used it. Amy got it for my birthday and I just threw it in my closet. I have no need to use it, obviously."
"We should try it."
"Dude, no," she said, trying to grab it out of his hand. "I mean, if you want to shove it up your ass or something, then by all means. Who am I to judge?"
"Not on me, smartass."
"It's not being used on me either," she said, finally grabbing it from him and throwing it back in the box. "Gonna burn this stuff."
"Such a waste of good birthday gifts, Becs," he said, getting off of the floor and wrapping his arms around her from behind. "Could be fun.
"That's entering Stacie territory, and I refuse to do that. Imagine all you want, it's not happening."
"Fine," he said, picking the box off the floor and putting on the top shelf in the closet. "You're no fun."
"There's something wrong with you, you know that?" Beca said as she began to change into her pajamas. She was exhausted from moving in, and they haven't even unpacked yet.
"You love me anyway," Jesse said, stripping down to just his boxers and climbing into bed next to Beca.
By the end of the week, they were fully settled in their new apartment. Beca's huge record collection lined the walls of their makeshift studio that they made the spare bedroom into. Jesse's DVD collection was in the living room, surrounding the giant TV he insisted on ordering. A smaller TV was put in their bedroom and Jesse's piano from home was in the back part of the living room, since he insisted on having his parents ship it over from New York.
Beca smiled a little to herself as she looked around from her spot on the couch as they watched a movie. She couldn't believe how content she was, and how at home she felt in a brand new place.
"You okay?" Jesse asked, noticing her dazed, but happy look.
"Yeah, I'm just really glad to be here," she said, snuggling closer to him. "Things are going to get crazy once we start work next week."
"I know. It'll all be worth it. We'll both be living our dreams, together," he said, kissing her forehead.
"You know," she said casually, but the smirk she was wearing and the mischievous glint in her eyes meant she was up to something. "We've been so busy unpacking, we haven't had time to, you know, christen the new apartment."
"I think we have time for that now," he said, pushing her down on the couch and hovering over her.
"Maybe we could try what you suggested earlier this week," she said, lacing her fingers through his hair as he kissed her neck.
"Really?" he said excitedly.
"Only once. No one ever finds out. Got it?"
"Got it," he said with a smirk, leaning back down into her neck. "So I think we'll start here, and maybe move our way over to the piano."
"Whatever you say, nerd," she sighed happily.
So, hopefully you all liked it. I wasn't originally intending on doing a sequel for Barden & Beyond, but I had a lot of ideas and I figured I would also have a lot of time this summer, so I decided to do it. I also have another story I'm writing and want to have basically finished before I post it, so keep an eye out for that if you're interested.
Let me know what you thought of the chapter, even though I'm sure many of you have read it already lol. The second chapter will be a new chapter.