Okay, before we start, I am sorry for the delays on this story. I'm kind of writing loads of stuff at once and keep forgetting to actually ever finish anything- oops!

Anyway, this is the next chapter of this story and it's still as dumb as it was when it started! As always, all your feedback makes me super stoked so keep it coming!

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After toast had been eaten, plates cleared away and drying on the draining board, the small boy was still sat in Beca's arms and the girl had become used to the warm weight of him there. She wouldn't admit it, but she almost began to enjoy holding him, his tiny hands poking at her and his nose pressed to her neck when he threw his arms enthusiastically for a cuddle. Chloe teased at how Beca instantly responded, pointing out how it was Beca that had warned her not too get attached.

Beca was about to argue but was cut off when the boy's stomach gurgled loudly and he farted loudly, ending it with a giggle. Instantly, he was thrust into Chloe's arms and Beca was flailing around the kitchen, Chloe laughing at her crazed arm movements as she tried to dissipate the smell.

"Oh my… Jesus, babies are so gross!" Beca exclaimed, shaking her t shirt in an invisible attempt to get rid of the smell. Chloe laughed, adjusting the laughing boy in her arms so he was sat comfortably before she stood and walked past Beca into the living room, ignoring the necessary melodrama still occurring in the kitchen.

"He can't help it because he's just a little guy, aren't you?" Chloe spoke more to the little boy than to Beca, who had reluctantly trudged into the room behind her friend. Beca fell to the sofa in a huff, her legs sprawled out along the majority of the length of the cushions and her body slouching the rest of the way. For a tiny person, she sure could take up a three seater. Well, usually, but not when Chloe was around because she briefly swatted at Beca's ankles, making the slouching girl retract her feet until Chloe had sat down before setting them down on Chloe's bare lap a second later. It was so normal for them that Chloe didn't even bat an eye, too focused on babbling away to the little boy who was now fully awake again. Beca just leant back on the arm of the sofa and watched for a while.

"What do you think his name is?" Chloe asked after a while, holding the boy so he was sat on her knees (or more on Beca's feet) and her hands were on his back to hold him so he could face her. Beca's jumper still sat loosely around his small body and the blanket had mostly been discarded to lie around his feet. Beca looked him over for a good while before turning her head back towards Chloe.

"I don't know," Beca crossed her arms in thought. "Danny?"

Chloe regarded her with confusion before furrowing her eyebrows and asking, "Danny?"

Beca nodded, a smirk playing on her lips, before she brought up her hand up to hold her outstretched index finger in front of her face.

"Tony would like a satsuma please Mrs. Beale." Beca said in a bad impression, moving her finger with the words like Danny in the Shining. Beca finished by dropping her hand, grinning proudly at her own joke. Chloe rolled her eyes, but couldn't help the small laugh that slipped past her lips as Beca continued to laugh.

"Did Beca Mitchell just make a movie reference?"

"Nope, book." Beca folded her arms in triumph, a smug smile on her features. Chloe pinched the exposed skin of Beca's ankle that sat on her lap, wiping the smirk from Beca's features instantly to replace it with a scowl.

"Well, he's basically possessed so I think Danny. Or maybe Damien? Or Lucifer?" Beca rattled off, ignoring how Chloe was shaking her head.

"He's not possessed. He's not even that bad a baby!" The boy proved Chloe's point by clapping his hands and laughing. He really was a well behaved baby, even Beca had to admit, and the two girls had certainly lucked out at finding him and not Rosemary's Baby.

Chloe made funny faces at him and the pair laughed, Beca watching them from the other end of the sofa. She watched them for a minute or so before digging into the pocket of her sweatpants and retrieving her phone. Quickly, she swiped across to the camera app and held her phone up, lining up the shot.

It was when both humans were laughing and smiling that Beca snapped three photos in quick succession. Chloe looked over, the telltale camera noise giving Beca up instantly.

"What're you doing?" Chloe asked, adjusting the little boy to sit further up her thighs so he could tangle his hands in her hair to play with it. Beca locked her phone and dropped it in her lap.

"Uhhh… I was just…" Beca stumbled, picking at a loose thread of her t shirt as she tried to come up with an excuse that wasn't just 'you looked cute'. She shrugged, "Taking a photo to send to people, see if they recognise him." Chloe looked back through narrowed eyes, not believing the story one bit but accepting it for the time being.

"Sure. Weirdo." Chloe turned her attention back to the little boy again. "I really wish you could talk right now little one, because Aunty Beca and Aunty Chloe need to know your name." Chloe told the boy brightly as he stared up at her. He responded with a long series of babbling, the two girls watching him until he ended it with a definite 'bah' sound and smiled.

"Yeah, last time I checked, Bababafffbalammbah wasn't a name." Beca deadpanned, instantly receiving an eye roll from her friend before she gave up and laughed at the bad joke. Beca smiled at her triumph, the sound of Chloe's laugh keeping it there. "Anyway," Beca continued when Chloe had stopped laughing and looked over to her again. "He has a name."

"He does?" Chloe asked, tilting her head to the side in confusion. Beca nodded and leant forward to grab the little boy's hand lightly, his fingers gripping instantly around her thumb with glee.

"Squirt."

The little boy let out a shriek of happiness and clapped his hands together at Beca addressing him. Chloe grinned at the sight of it.

"Is that it?" Is that your name?" Chloe tickled the little boy's stomach and he writhed around in a fit of giggles before he settled again, slightly slumped in Chloe's lap. "Squirt?" Chloe asked, testing out the name. And as before, the little boy broke into happy babbling and smiled widely. Chloe laughed and looked to Beca, who just shrugged.

"Told you."

The two girls looked back to the boy- or Squirt- and grinned. Sure, it was a dumb name, but it worked and considering they had no leads otherwise, Squirt it was to be.

The scene was interrupted by Beca's phone ringing. She looked down and frowned at the name lighting up her caller ID before jumping off the sofa and answering the call in the kitchen with a confused, "Hello?".

With Beca just out of earshot, Chloe turned her attention back to the little boy, bouncing him on her knees and pulling funny faces as she held him upright. The boy clapped and giggled as Chloe stuck her tongue out, his chubby hands reaching out and pulling her closer to him. Chloe responded by blowing a long wet raspberry to his cheek, eliciting a shriek of happiness and laughter from the baby that made Chloe laugh right back. She carried it on in a game as Beca continued with her phone call in the kitchen, her voice just quiet enough couldn't quite hear what she was saying over the boys babbling.

It continued for a few minutes until Beca finally came back into the room, throwing her phone onto the coffee table with a iota of force but enough for Chloe to pull her lips away from the little boys hands and stare up at Beca, who was now pacing with her hands in her hair.

"What?" Chloe asked, nervous at seeing Beca so angry and not knowing whether it was justified or just normal Beca dramatics. "What's happened Bec?"

Beca stopped, dropped her hands from her hair into balled fists at her sides before looking Chloe in the eyes. She took a breath in through her flared nostrils before getting out her words through gritted teeth set against a clenched jaw.

"I'm going to kill Amy."