#1 - Close the Door
Prompt: "Close the door."
Summary: Some of the Bellas catch Beca and Chloe in a compromising position.
Stacie, Fat Amy, CR and Emily had gone out for the night to see a movie and grab a bite to eat before coming back home to the Bella house. It was still early, so they figured they would continue their hangout session in the confines of their living room with a couple glasses of wine, and a soda for the youngest Bella member.
The four of them exited Stacie's car and headed up the walkway towards the front steps to unlock the door. As the other three chatted behind her, Stacie slipped the key into the hole and unlocked the door, allowing them entrance inside.
As they piled through the door, the leggy brunette was the first to round the corner from the front hall into the living room. What she saw was what she least expected.
"Quick, back out!" Stacie yell-whispers.
"What, why?" Amy questions as she turns her head towards the living room.
The three women are frozen to the spot, staring at their co-captains currently involved in a heated makeout session, Chloe laid out on top of Beca on the couch. The two senior Bellas remain completely unaware of any additional presences in the room, slowly grinding their bodies together as they passionately kiss and run their hands through hair. As Amy, Emily and CR stand there in shock, Stacie is the only one who seemed to be unfazed by this new development– this is purely because she walked in on the two captains going at it in the kitchen about a week ago. Suffice it to say, everyone was completely embarrassed, and Beca begged Stacie not to tell the other girls yet because they wanted to keep their newly formed relationship a secret for a bit longer. Stacie of course agreed, but not before squealing in glee at the knowledge of their new status, and subsequently saying the girls have all been rooting for this.
"Okay, let's move. Quietly, go!" Stacie starts to push the others out of the hallway, back the way they came.
"Are you seeing what we're seeing, legs?" Amy declares as she's being unceremoniously shoved back out the front door.
"Yes, now shush. Move you." The tall brunette orders as she drags a floundering Legacy behind her by the arm.
"Close the door, close the door!" Stacie says rapidly as the four Bellas manage to get outside without being detected.
Mildly shocked at what they all just walked in on, CR is the first to speak.
"Well it's about damn time. I think some of you owe me money!" CR says excitedly, holding her hand out. Both Amy and Stacie plop some dollar bills into the woman's extended palm.
"Okay, but when did this happen?" Fat Amy questions the others, slipping her wallet back in between her boobs for safe-keeping.
"What do you mean, 'when did this happen?' I mean, I was mostly just shocked about seeing them doing… you know." The freshman waves her hand awkwardly in the direction of the house. "Pretty sure I didn't need to witness that, like ever. But I thought they've been together, no?" Emily questions.
"No, Legacy. They haven't. Now quiet your dumb mouth, the adults are talking." Fat Amy hushes the freshman.
"Amy." Seeing the pout on the girl's face, Stacie scolds the Australian's insult of the youngest Bella, rubbing her hand up and down Emily's back for comfort.
"What? And they've clearly been doing this for some time now. I know Beca… she's far too clumsy to have any sort of game in the loving department. She tripped over her own pants this morning!" Amy claims, hands thrown in the air. "But she certainly had some fluidity to her motions back there." Emily cringes at that remark, while CR grins salaciously and Stacie rolls her eyes.
"Well, you're not wrong. They've been in a relationship for at least a couple weeks. I walked in on them last week in the kitchen, they were simultaneously baking and making out against the counter." Stacie admits, receiving a light smack on the shoulder from CR.
"And you didn't tell us? A betrayal of the highest order! You are one of the ranking captains of the S.S. Bhloe." Fat Amy cries out in an accusatory tone.
"I promised them I wouldn't. Besides, they both said they were going to come clean to all the girls soon." Stacie says with raised hands.
"Well... just because they're planning to do that, doesn't mean we can't have some fun with them until they do, right?" CR says in a conspiratorial way. Emily looks like a deer in headlights at the suggestion.
"Um, maybe we should just let them come out, so to speak, in their own time and tell us all when they're ready, you know?"
"Nah, messing with them is way more fun, Legacy. Trust us." Fat Amy adds. CR nods in agreement and Stacie just shrugs. The group remains quiet for a moment, none of them really sure what to do next, seeing as they don't want to go back inside right now.
"Sooo… anyone up for frozen yogurt? I think they're gonna be a while." Stacie asks, looking back towards the front door.
"Sounds good." The other three collectively agree.
"I just hope we don't have to burn that couch, it's so comfy." Amy says as they pile into Stacie's car.
The group heads back out, leaving the two lovebirds to themselves for another hour or so while the girls chat about fun ways to tease their captains for the next while.