"Amy! I said no flamethrowers in the house!" The redhead could be heard yelling throughout the Bella House. Of course, Fat Amy being Fat Amy, had once again undermined the redheaded co-captain and disregarded any rules put in place for a reason. The Australian was the reason they had so many.

Most of the Barden Bellas were stationed in the living room watching the exchange. Emily was out on a date with Benji, this being their 5th date since winning regionals and things were going pretty well. Lily was out there doing god knows what; the Bellas never asked about her whereabouts anymore. And last but not least, Cynthia Rose wasn't present in the Bella household either. Probably at rehab for her "serious" gambling problem. "What kind of Halloween celebration doesn't have Flamethrowers?" Fat Amy questioned.

"All of them." The Bellas replied in unison to Fat Amy's alarming question. Once the Australian's 'toys' were taken away, the Bellas visibly relaxed. But a certain resistant and unsure Barden Bella wasn't done voicing her opinion about what she thought of Halloween.

With her expensive extra bass headphones around her neck, Beca continued complaining. "I just think we should maybe skip it this year. Or Keep it Bellas only or..something." She said thinking back to last year's party when their house was covered in toilet paper and their front lawn was littered of beer cans from the Treble Makers and other acapella students. It was a pain in the ass to have to clean up after them and the broody brunette didn't plan on doing so again any time soon.

Chloe wasn't having it. "Come on Becs, this could be our last Halloween with all of us." The redhead had a good point. Some of the Bellas would be out of the country if not only having graduated. Chloe was used to getting what she wanted, especially from the DJ. She turned to face the other and used her puppy eyes, knowing no human on earth could resist. At least not for long.

Eventually Beca cracked with a heavy sigh and a stubborn "Fine fine. Whatever Beale." She tried her best to shrug off the feeling that Chloe always gave her when she looked at her. "But I'm not staying afterwards again to clean up crap like I did last time." She said before a sudden figure jumped onto the unsuspecting brunette causing her to yelp and tumble to the ground. "Get off of me!" She yelled trying to push off the body weight on top of her only to see that it was Stacie.

Stacie laughed helping the now grumpy brunette up off of the floor. "I wanted you to catch me." she said as if it were nothing out of the ordinary and took a sip from her drink that had mysteriously ended up in her hand. Beca's eyebrows furrowed slightly in confusion as she stared at the sexually active girl across from her, but she brushed it off and tried to forget about it while a certain ginger didn't seem to be too happy.

Aubrey's voice rang through the room. Some had forgotten she was there until she spoke. "Okay Bellas!" She announced, her tone sharp and demanding. "We will each be great hosts. We must keep our reputation. You will not do anything to embarrass t-"

Chloe had cut Aubrey off. "Um Bri..don't you think you're being just a little hard on them?" The redhead's bubbly personality was always trying to save the day. Using her puppy eyes once again, she managed to save the girls from another one of the Aca-Nazi's famous lectures they all understandably dreaded. The redhead could feel several grateful smiles on her back and smirked a little, amused at her own ability to distract the uptight blonde as often as she did.

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Guests were already starting to arrive yet it was only eight. But Beca definitely wasn't complaining. For her it only meant that the party would end sooner. The sooner the party ended, the sooner she could retreat to her room and isolate herself from the others to get lost in her mixes. Beca could work on her mashups for days on end. Sometimes it would get to the point where she would be running on only caffeine after staying awake for a couple of days. Times like that usually ended with Stacie eventually drugging Beca's drinks with sleeping pills despite Chloe's worry. "What? People need to sleep." Stacie would say in response to Chloe's doubts.

By nine the Bella household was filled. Music was blaring a famous pop song from 2006 and loud gunshots came from the nearest tv as a first-person shooter game covered the screen. Beca was located closest to the corner on the couch seeming to be entertaining a chatty and fairly drunk Jessi. To everyone's knowledge, they had been dating for a couple months now. Some couldn't understand how Jessi could handle Beca's anti-social personality. And others didn't think they looked or acted like a couple at all

Aubrey stood in the middle of the room every now and then to survey the area and keep an eye on things to maintain her control. She smiled warmly at Emily and Benji trying out their Nintendo Switch as they worked together to figure out the controls for Mario kart. Emily seemed to have the hang of it but Benji looked to be struggling. Of course they didn't drink; their cups filled with unspiked fruit punch. All of a sudden Stacie wrapped her arms around Aubrey from behind mumbling a "Even Aca-Nazi's should have a little fun too." And with that, the blonde was pulled away and into a crowd of dancers.

"I'm all in bitches." Cynthia Rose said with confidence, smirking at the fellow gamblers at the table as she pushed her pile into the middle confident she would win this round. You could say her therapy wasn't much help.

As the night progressed the crowds got smaller and smaller. People were getting tired and headed home to sleep. The Trebles eventually departed too, leaving Beca and Chloe in the living room. Few bodies lay in various locations around the house, most belonging to the Barden Bellas and only a couple were people from other clubs. Chloe would giggle every now and then from Beca's sarcastic or random comments. It was safe to say they were both pretty shitfaced. Especially the ginger.

"I just..I don't know dude." Beca said to the ceiling as she lay on her back. "It's like music calls to me and I answer. Like one of those siren song thingies from like those mermaids?" She continued, a slight furrow in her left brow in deep thought.

Chloe giggled and nodded. "I think Sirens are beautiful."

"The song? What about the Mermaids?" Beca said, her drunken state not understanding that Chloe was referring to the Siren girls in general.

Rolling over onto her stomach so she could look down at Beca lying down next to her, she wasn't thinking her next words. "I think you're beautiful too."

Beca smirked. She had no confidence, but when mixed with alcohol she was a different story. "You think so Beale?" She gently sat up a bit on her elbows to support her upper body. "You're not so bad yourself."

The rest of the night was a blur for the girls and the night came to an end with no major injuries, trips to the hospital or alcohol poisoning which was a first to say the least. A dubbed success.

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Beca let out a groan from the bright light shining into her room. She hated light. Which is why she had dark curtains hung in front of her window. Wait..If light was coming in..then..

Opening her eyes, the brunette froze. This definitely wasn't her room. It was hard to focus on her surroundings, feeling like someone was pounding on her skull from the inside. Her heart stopped when her ears picked up a soft snore from beside her. Slowly looking over, vibrant strands of red were sprawled over a blue patterned pillow making her hair contrast even more. Chloe.

"Shit'"