-Oh god, I am so, so sorry! I first posted the wrong chapter! Here's the right one!-
Hey weirdos! It's a new sorry. School was so turbulent the past weeks and now we're finally having a small break and I have time to write! This idea for the story popped up into my head during a small family gathering of mine and I thought it was actually some good and funny stuff to write about. It will be a multi-chapter fic, but I don't think it will be more than five or six chapters.
The whole story is based on one evening, so don't get confused, it's just a pretty long night! So let's meet Beca's family, right? ;)
-I don't own anything but the ideas and mistakes (But I'm really trying!)-
Enjoy it!
!Chapter One!
Chloe:
Don't forget dinner tonight baby.
Beca:
How could I? You're constantly reminding me of it.
Chloe:
Yeah because I know you. You would drive home and leave me alone with your family. You know what? I'll pick you up. See ya later bae.
Beca sighed, knowing that she didn't have a chance against her girlfriend and she couldn't do that to her anyway. It's not like she didn't love her family, but they're pretty difficult. She sat down back in her chair, smiling at Amy when she walked in.
"Hey short-stack, wassup?" the blonde woman asked, smiling back at her brunette friend.
"I've to go to this stupid family dinner and Chloe has to join me since 'she's a part of the family'," Beca explained, looking through some files on her desk.
Amy raised her eyebrows at Beca's quotes. "Why do you quote that? Don't you think that she's a part of your family?"
"Of course she is! I just quoted that because my mom said it when she invited us," the short brunette said hastily, not wanting her friend to believe that Chloe and she had problems. Because rumors spread fast and then everybody would think they had trouble, Amy would probably ask Chloe if everything is okay and Chloe would ask Beca if she's not happy anymore and then the redhead would cry and would be hurt and Beca would never want that and long story short, never tell Amy something important or what she could get wrong.
"Well then, I guess if Chloe is around it will be okay. The ginger tends to make things better than they actually are."
Beca nodded. "You're right. By the way, did you want anything or were you just bored?"
"Actually I wanted to ask you if you had the chance to look through the song list I gave you. Stacie said she needs to hear them so she can prepare anything else."
"And how exactly are my songs going to help her?" "Dunno. You know Stacie. She had her very own thoughts in her very own world," Amy joked and Beca laughed.
"Okay, I'll give them to her before I leave."
"Great, I'm leavin' now, I have a hot date tonight," the blonde smirked, wiggling her eyebrows. "Oh, and have fun tonight!" Beca rolled her eyes, but couldn't stop the smirk on her face growing.
After one more hour, a beautiful redhead walked into Beca's office, which she didn't notice first because she had her headphones on again. The woman softly pulled them down and kissed Beca on her cheek. The brunette turned, she wasn't really shocked, Chloe always showed up like that, so she just smiled and kissed her girlfriend on her lips.
She frowned when she pulled away. "You said you would quit smoking."
Chloe smiled apologetically at her. "I'm sorry, but it's actually way more difficult to do then it sounds like and I'm a big girl, don't you think I can decide on my own?"
Beca sighed, again. She seemed to do that a lot today. "Of course you are. I'm just worried, you know?"
The redhead kissed her girlfriend on her forehead, lingering there for a few moments. "I know and I think it's super adorable, but hurry up now, we've got to go!"
"Ugh, really?"
"Yes, really. Come on," Chloe chuckled and dragged Beca out of the building.
Coming home, Chloe pushed Beca into the bathroom and told her to take a shower and get ready. And because Beca loved this bubbly redhead she did as she was told. The two actually made it in one and a half hour to get ready and leave.
"I'm actually pretty surprised that we both got ready that fast," Chloe chuckled when they got into her car.
"Yeah me too. You have to drop me off by the club later," Beca responded.
Chloe looked at her, frowning, but Beca pushed her face away from her so the redhead concentrated on the road. "Why?" she asked.
"Because, you picked me up and I need my car back. No worries, I don't need to work tonight," Beca reassured her better half, smiling softly, even when she knew Chloe couldn't see it.
They made a quick stop at the local supermarket and Beca hopped out to buy some wine. She refused to buy some super fancy, super expensive, super unnecessary wine. Chloe just shook her head at her girlfriend and smiled.
As expected Beca didn't take that long and walked out with two bottles of wine and… "Vodka?" Chloe asked.
"If you expect me to go through this night just with two bottles of wine, then we really should have a serious talk," Beca told her and hid the vodka bottle.
Eventually, they made it to Beca's old home. The brunette sighed, knowing that it would be an exhausting night.
Chloe turned to Beca, straightened her shirt and hair. "Who's there tonight? I never really got the chance to ask."
"My parents, my grandma, my brother and sister, my aunt and uncle and… oh, my niece," Beca answered nonchalantly.
The redhead's eyes widened. "What? So many?"
Beca laughed at her girlfriend's nervousness. "Chloe, you met them all before and they love you. You have nothing to worry about, okay?" she said, kissing her softly. "Come on, we're already late and I'm pretty sure that my grandma is already watching us."
The other woman nodded and they walked up the house and knocked. Just like Beca said, the door swung open almost immediately and showed an elderly woman. "Beca honey, what a surprise!" she smiled and held her arms open.
"Hi grandma," the brunette smiled and hugged her grandparent.
The woman let go of Beca and smiled at Chloe too. She always liked the redhead. "Chloe dear, come here," she told her and hugged her as well.
"Hello Mary," Chloe smiled and softly hugged the woman.
After a few moments, they finally made it actually into the house, spotting Beca's dad and uncle scowling at each other. Beca's uncle, Jeremy, never liked her dad, but he had to get along with him because of his little sister.
Beca leaned closer to her girlfriend, whispering into her ear. "And here we go, prepare yourself for a turbulent night, milady."
