Welcome Aca-Child
Hey guys! So, to answer some of your prompt ideas: to the guest who wanted Emily to have a sibling, I hate to tell you, but I don't plan on that happening in this. I just can't picture it, but I do plan on having a chapter with another couple having a baby, so hope that makes it a little better! Thank you guys for your support and lovely comments. I am going to do another time jump for next chapter, but if you guys have any prompt ideas, I will gladly look over them and see if I can fit in the story. Review! :)
Chloe set her "mommy bag" on her shared bed with her wife with a huff, due to the extreme weight it possessed. Surely she could fit some of these things in Emily's backpack. Today was beach day. The news report said that it would be very sunny, as L.A. usually was, but wouldn't be scorching. The only downside was Beca would not be attending.
The blonde knew that marrying a music producer meant that Saturday would be one of the busiest days for them, and often would be working on one of the days Chloe did not have work. But that wouldn't let the former Bella blow her plans to have fun with her daughter. Besides, they weren't going alone.
"Mama? When is Cal and Landon going to be here?" Four year-old Emily asked, as she poked her head into her mother's room. Chloe turned around to face the little girl, Emily only dressed in her underwear, since the two had woken up early to make pancakes. Syrup and preschoolers did not mix well, unless Chloe wanted to spend a good amount of time scrubbing out the sweet yet sticky substance from Emily's pajamas. She did not.
"Remember I said that we were going to meet them at the beach? I think Aunt Amber, A.J, and Daisy are coming also. Did you finish your breakfast, babe?" Though Chloe could see the sticky evidence all over her daughter's face, Emily nodded excitedly.
"I even put my plate and cup in the sink, Mama!"
"Well, aren't you such a big girl! Thank you Em, that was a big help. Can you help me with something else?" Emily nodded, as she raced over to her mother, her little body either buzzing with eagerness or from the sugar in her breakfast. Or both.
"I need you to pick which swimsuit you want to wear. Would you like the pink bikini with the yellow flowers or would you like blue one-piece?" Chloe knew that choices were important to have with growing kids, Emily being no exception. The dark-haired girl loved having options and feeling important in all the little tasks her mothers wanted her opinion on.
"What are you going to wear?"
"I think I am going to wear my red bikini with some shorts this time."
"I want my pink bikini then." Chloe smiled, feeling a little pride that Emily wanted to dress like her. She did that a lot these days with both Chloe and Beca. Sometimes it was wanting to copy what the mothers were wearing, or it was copying phrases they used. Though that wasn't always something they wanted Emily to pick up on, noting Beca's foul language. Chloe handed the appropriate swimwear to her daughter, as she gave a quick pat to her bottom.
"Okay, go get dressed then, and use the potty before we leave. We are getting in the car in ten minutes!" Chloe said as the little one shot out of the room, clothes in hand. Chloe got herself dressed, disguising her swim suit with a matching Hawaiian flower checkered sundress. She finished off her hair in a side braid by the time Emily made it back to her room, dressed in her swimwear and matching pink sunglasses.
"I'm ready, Mama!" Emily said, as she made a little model pose in the doorway, gaining a chuckle from Chloe. "Not yet, Em. We need to do your hair. Go bring me your brush and some hair ties from your bathroom, please." Emily pouted only slightly as she sluck away to get the required items. Though she loved when her mama did her hair, the morning was always the hardest to wrangle the girl's long hair and often was the most painful. Beca was always a little bit more gentle when brushing it, while Chloe stuck to her slogan of "Beauty is pain," having learned it from her mother, whom had done the same thing for both Chloe and Elle. It was obvious whom Emily liked to brush her hair better out of the two mothers.
The preschooler slowly came back into the room, and sat on the stool at the end of the mothers' bed, her body already tense for the non pleasuring event. Chloe turned to sit on her knees on the bed, as she began to brush through Emily's naturally straight hair, hair ties balanced in the blonde's mouth. Once Chloe got through the knots and it was easier to brush, she took the hair ties out of her mouth.
"What do you want to do with it today, Em? We should put it up since it will be hot." Emily turned to face her mother, her eyes locked on Chloe's braided hair. She smiled. "Braids. Like you, Mama."
"Okay, how about two braids? You always look super cute with two braids." Emily nodded excitedly, happy to be somewhat matching her mother. After Chloe had finished with her hair, Emily bolted back to her room, saying she needed something. Chloe carried both her bag and Emily's backpack down the stairs, transferring some of their drinks and toys into Emily's bag while putting some clothes for Emily to change into afterwards. Once she went through her list a second time of all the items they needed for the day out, she called up the stairs for the girl.
"You ready, Em?!" A little patter of feet climbed the down the stairs, followed by a little bit of stumble at the end. But before Chloe had a chance to ask if she was okay, Emily bounced right back up and ran right to her mama. Despite Emily proving to be a klutz, she always seemed to bounce right back up, the injuries she had conjured over the years, never seemed to phase her much. The excited girl had come back with her pink sundress over her swim suit, just like Chloe had. The blonde smiled, as she bent down to place a kiss on her little girl's cheek.
"Alright mini-me, are you ready for the beach?"
"Yeah! I wish Mommy could come...but we have fun, right Mama?"
"We will have so much fun, Mommy is going to be jealous." Chloe winked as she took Emily's hand and the pair headed to the car.
They had just finished one of Beca's mixes, the Disney mix she had made for Emily's birthday, by the time they made it to the sunny beach. Chloe wished she didn't have to drive so she could get Emily singing all the lyrics to the mix on her phone, moving her body to the beat accordingly.
"Mama's little performer. You still wanna be a singer, Em?"
"Yeah! I wanna be a Bella just like you and mommy."
"Do you wanna sing on stage and write your own songs like Taylor Swift?" Chloe asked, gaining a thoughtful "thinking face" from Emily. It was quite adorable the way her little nose wrinkled, her mouth titled to the side while her hand stroked her chin.
"Maybe...it might be a little scary." Emily finally answered.
"If you really love it baby, it doesn't get so scary after awhile. Just like when you sing and dance in the living room with me and mommy." Chloe mentioned, though she saw the distant and distracted look on her daughter's face. It was pretty clear the girl loved performing and definitely had a knack and energy of a performer. Even in the womb she was dancing at the sound of music. Though she was only four, she a mix of both of Chloe and Beca's understanding for it. Emily was definitely not shy when performing in front of people she knew and was open and passionate about the art, like Chloe. But she also loved the making of music Beca did for a job, and was intent and interested in learning the art of creating music. Whether or not the interest would last as she reached her adolescent years, Chloe was convinced they had a Bella in the making, though she would be happy in anything Emily did.
"I see Cal and Landon! Can I get out of the car to see them?" Emily asked, already tugging on her seatbelt to be released. Chloe chuckled, as she unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the car to get Emily out. "Stay by the car until I can grab your hand to go to the Swansons, okay?" Emily nodded quickly, as she jumped out of the car, impatiently waiting by the car while Chloe gathered all the supplies. Once she slipped Emily's backpack on her daughter and swung her bag over her own shoulder, she grabbed her jumpy girl's hand, before heading over to the group. Jesse's wife, Kit, was already struggling with her fraternal twins, Callahan and Landon, each boy hanging onto one of her hands.
"Are we crazy to bring the kids to the beach both of our spouses are busy with their music careers?" Kit asked with a laugh as Chloe and Emily approached them. The Swanson twins smiled at Emily, Landon even going in for a hug from the girl, which Emily happily complied. The boys were definitely fraternal, both in appearance and personality. Callahan, generally called Cal, looked a lot like Jesse, both boys sporting the dark hair and eyes. Cal was the troublemaker, mischievous and smart, and the daredevil of the family. He was only five and had been to the hospital with head injuries and one broken arm already. Landon sported the same dark eyes Jesse and his twin had, but he had inherited a lighter shade of brown hair, that was a little wavy. He was what people called an old soul, a gentlemen. Or in Beca's case, a mini Jesse that wasn't quite as obnoxious and had better humor.
"Yes, yes we are. Tell me again why we thought we could handle five kids with only three adults?" Amber said next, as she approached with her own two kids. Anthony James, also known as A.J. and his biologically related sister Daisy were recently adopted, Cynthia Rose and Amber having had fostered them for a couple of years beforehand. Both kids were African-american, though Daisy looked biracial, the couple believing her and her brother were only half-related. But that didn't matter; they were finally an official family.
"C'mon girls, we can do this! All of the kiddos are going to be on their best behaviors, yes?" Chloe said as she looked around the group of kids, her eyes landing hard on her own daughter. Emily nodded as she started bouncing in anticipation. It was kind of weird that all the mothers were blonde and all of their spouses were some-what in the music business, but what could they say? They were a bit of an odd group to look at at first sight.
"Don't go out too far in the water! Cal!" Kit yelled from the three lawn chairs that were set up for the three mothers, Amber following close behind. Both Cal and A.J were by the water, testing their mothers on how far they could go out until they got yelled at. Emily and Landon were building sandcastles nearby, Chloe taking occasional pictures to send to Beca, while two-year old Daisy napped peacefully on Chloe's chest. Chloe smiled as she stroked the girl's hair tenderly; she loved when Emily was this small. When Emily was so dependent for everything and little. But Chloe loved Emily now; how curious she was about the world around her, her comprehension and silly questions, and her developing personality. She was such a bubbly and happy little girl, who loved everyone and delved into her passions. Chloe would admit she was a very proud Mama for the person her little girl was becoming.
"You and Beca ever think of having another baby?" Amber said, A.J and Cal holding onto Kit's hands out in the water.
"Yeah, I mean we have talked about it, but-I guess the timing is never right. With both of our jobs and Emily."
"Yeah, but nobody is ever ready for a baby." Amber laughed, as she took Daisy in her lap and settled on her own lawn chair.
"Yeah, I know...we are pretty happy with Emily right now. I don't think we are ready for our family dynamic to change yet...Beca is an only child, so I think she likes having only Emily." Chloe explained, as she peaked at Emily with the rest of the kids. Truth be told, Chloe was scared to have another child as well. The blonde had so much responsibility thrown at her at a young age, she didn't want that for Emily if Beca and her had another child. Though Chloe knew she wasn't her mother, she always kind of feared she would be become her and Emily would sit in the same position she sat in. And she didn't want that.
Amber merely nodded as she cradled her youngest. "Well, if you ever need a toddler fix, you know where to find us. We would sure use a break." Amber laughed, Chloe joining her. "Certainly don't miss the toddler tantrums and potty training, that's for sure."
The day had been eventful; full of sandcastles, playing in the water, and picnicking on the beach. Apart from the constant sunscreen sessions and the time-outs from over-tired kids, the day had been well spent and not as challenged as the mothers thought. Beca and Chloe had been texting all day; Chloe sending selfies and videos and pictures of Emily throughout the day. Sometimes Beca would reply with her own selfie or video saying how much she missed them and how jealous she was. That made Emily laugh.
Chloe and Emily were taking a walk down the beach, collecting seashells around three in the afternoon when Chloe's phone buzzed in her bag. She picked it up, instantly smiling when Beca's name appeared on the screen. And she smiled even more when she actually read the message. Turn around.
"Mommy!" Emily squealed, spotting Beca across the beach, her tiny legs sprinting as fast as she could against the sand. Through the tumbles and trips along the way, she finally made it to Beca, jumping excitedly in her arms. "You came, Mommy! We missed you!"
"Mommy got off early, so she could spend time with her two favorite girls." Beca smiled as she pursed her lips for Emily to share a peck. Emily was still clung on tight to Beca, probably going to insist she stay there the rest of the day, by the time Chloe made it to the pair.
"Hey babe, did I miss the fun?" Beca teased as Chloe closed in with a kiss. "Can't have any fun without you, love." Chloe replied, before Emily broke in between the two women, giggling.
"You think us kissing is funny, little missy?" Beca said as she tickled Emily's bare tummy from the swimming suit, Emily laughing and fighting off the tickles. "It's not funny, not funny!" Chloe could only smile at the pair; knowing they shared a very special bond. Beca, known for barking orders and who had declared herself as "badass" and "unemotional alt girl," had cracked once this little ball of sunshine and innocence had come into her life. Chloe had managed to scratch the surface when they started dating, but the love and connection of a child seemed to open a whole new area in the brunette. The moment Beca walked in from a hard days work, Emily was there, happy and bouncing to see her Mommy. Though Chloe and Emily had their relationship and moments together, Beca was the surprise and the young girl's super hero. Everything Beca did, whether it create a mix or simply cook something, Emily was memorized. Some would suppose Chloe would be jealous for Emily's increased interest in her other mom, but it didn't really bother her. She loved to see the adoration in Emily's eyes for her wife, and vice versa when Beca watched Emily grow. And how could Emily not be fascinated with Beca? How else would they be together if not that faithful admiration in the activities fair and eventual shower, had lead a certain redhead to the woman who would someday become her wife?
The day was coming to an end, five o'clock ending the beach day adventure. All the kids were getting tired and hungry, but Beca had one more plan before they left. Jesse and Cynthia Rose had also come along after Beca got off, and with their permission to keep Emily occupied for twenty minutes or so (since Emily had not let Beca out of sight since she had arrived) to spend some quality time with her wife.
"Miss Beale-Mitchell, would you the honors of taking a stroll along the beach with me?" Beca asked Chloe with a little bow to her question, while Chloe was finishing packing up some of their things. The blonde smiled, taking Beca's hand and kissing it. "I would be honored."
The pair hooked hands and proceeded to walk down the beach, only stopping and sitting when they were mostly out of sight from the rest of the group. They sat on the sand, leaning up against each other as they watched the lightened sky grow dark and the sea crash against the shore.
"Isn't it beautiful?" Chloe asked, as she caught Beca already staring at her. "Yes, yes it is."
"You are so corny sometimes, Becs." Chloe laughed, but continued to kiss her wife's lips anyways.
"I wish we could stay out here all night."
"But, you know we have a child…"
"I know...little buzz kill."
Chloe turned to face Beca fully now, tipping the smaller girl over so she was laying on her back the blonde laying on top of her.
"But maybe...next time, we can just go and get C.R and Amber to babysit…"
"Yeah?" Beca said, her curiosity peaked at the seductive tone purring through Chloe's voice right now.
"We could come right back to this spot...I've heard beach sex is really in."
Beca laughed. Of course Chloe would mention that. Her lovable, adorkable wife.
"Give me a date and time, and I am there babe."