A/N: Hi guys! Alright my stories aren't getting any reviews. Could you pretty please review this one time for me? just so I know more than one person enjoys these stories?! Thanks in advance guys!
Babysitting well, the baby.
"Beca, please?" Jesse begged for the hundredth time as they walked through their campus.
"No. Kids hate me, Jesse!"
"Beca... Beccaa... BE-CAWW!"
"WHAT?!" Beca said annoyed yet, alarmed at his bird call that attracted stares from all around them.
"Whoa, didn't mean to get you all murderous." Jesse said raising his hands in defense.
"Jesse baby sitting a six month old baby, is too much when I'll most likely drop her on her head." Beca said swinging her arms as if she was showing an example.
"Please." Jesse begged again this time with puppy dog eyes.
"Fine, but you owe me, Swanson."
It was just one night, how much trouble can a baby be?
TWO HOURS LATER...
"Jesse, make it stop!" Beca said covering her ears to keep out the screeching of the child.
"Beca, how exactly do you expect me to do that!?" Jesse said frustrated.
"Who would want two 21 year-old's babysitting their six-month-old child?!" Beca said annoyed as the child kept crying.
"Cover its mouth!"
"Beca!"
"I'm sorry. okay!"
"Maybe it's hungry?!" Jesse said through his hands in the air in frustration.
"Go get her a bottle." Beca said grabbing the baby girl from his arms and putting emphasize on 'Her' even though she said 'it' instead of her before she still corrected him this baby was a human being, right?
"Make me get the kids bottle, fine then." Jesse muttered his breath.
The baby, still crying started to pull on Beca's hair.
"Ow, ow, ow!" Beca said snatching her hair away from the infant.
'What should a do?!' Beca thought then got an idea.
'Somewhere, over the rainbow, way up high.' Beca began to sing high and softly to the baby girl named, Emily.
'There's a land that I heard of once in a lullaby.
Somewhere, over the rainbow, skies are blue.
And the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true.
Someday I'll wish upon a star and wake up where the clouds are far behind me.
Where troubles melt like lemon drops, away above the chimney tops.
That's where you'll find me.
Somewhere, over the rainbow, bluebirds fly.
Birds fly over the rainbow, why then, oh, why can't I?
If happy little bluebirds fly, beyond the rainbow,
Why, oh, why oh why can't I?'
Beca finished her song looking down at the small child who had stopped crying and was sound asleep holding on to Beca's pinky with her whole hand. Beca began to rock the baby very slowly.
Jesse walked up from behind her and wrapped his arms around her.
"Do you want this some day?" He asked.
"Yeah, I think I do." Was all Beca said before smiling and giving him a kiss.
A/N: Small yes, I know, I just figured I should give you more then the last story before I do the Christmas one. But thanks, Please review! For me?