I need a rest from all the smut I've been writing so this is totally PG, so i apologize for that.

Chapter rating: T

Typical

A two-year-old Emily bounced in her car seat, "more! More momma!"

Beca looked at her daughter wide eyed through the rear view mirror. "Again?!"

That was the sixth time during the 30 minute car ride Emily had asked her to repeat the same damn song on the Frozen 3 sound track. Jesus Christ when are they going to end this crap Beca thought in her head but nevertheless pressed replay on the sound system.

The little girl squealed and clapped as the familiar song filled the car again, unaware of the small smile playing on her mother's lips.

Beca sighed in relief as she turned onto their street, their orange garage door coming into view.

How Chloe convinced her to paint it that colour made Beca face palm every time she thought about it. Not even 10 seconds of the puppy dog eyes and sad pout and Beca was practically giving Chloe the paint brush.

Once the car was parked, Beca went to unbuckle Emily from her car seat. If there was one thing Beca loved about that damn CD was that it never failed to tire the little girl out from all the singing that she did.

When Chloe was pregnant with Emily, they joked about the possibility of their kid not being a singer. It was a possibility, albeit one they didn't want but it turned out that they knew their daughter had a set of pipes on her from the moment she was born.

Pulling Emily into her arms, Beca carried her into the house. Balancing Em in one arm and unlocking the door with the other, she managed to accomplish both with a practiced ease.

Glancing at the clock in the living room, Beca cursed under her breath at the time. 3 pm was too late for Emily's nap and Chloe was really set on a schedule for their daughter.

But Chloe didn't have to know about this one time, she thought as she remembered Chloe's car wasn't in the driveway when they got home.

Walking towards their master bedroom, Emily rubbed her eyes and laid her head on her mom's chest. "Tired momma."

Beca laughed, napping it was. "Okay baby."

Settling an already sleeping Emily in the middle of the queen sized mattress, Beca laid down next to her and closed her eyes before drifting off as well.

Beca jolted awake as Emily's happy screams sounded throughout the house. Opening her eyes, she realised that the two year old was missing from the bed and probably playing downstairs.

The alarm clock on Chloe's side read 6:25 pm.

Rolling out of the bed, Beca followed the sounds of Emily's voice to the kitchen where Chloe was feeding her spaghetti.

She laughed at Emily whose face was nearly covered in pasta sauce, and a noodle or two on her shirt.

Chloe looked back at her wife, "good morning sleeping beauty."

Rolling her eyes, Beca walked over to where the two ate. Rubbing her face with her hands, Beca plopped down onto a seat at the table with them.

"Clean her up? She's all done." Chloe asked before standing up.

Beca looked over at her wife, trying to figure out if she was mad or not that Beca had probably ruined Emily's daily routine. Not picking up on anything, she went to clean their two daughter with the bib and let her down from the high chair.

Once free, Emily took off to god knows where.

Chloe looked at her wife over the top of the yellow cup she was drinking, her eyes stoic. "You too were sleeping when I came back from the gym."

Frozen on the spot, Beca nodded with her back to Chloe.

Chuckling, the redhead walked over to Beca to wrap her arms around her. Moving Beca's hair to one side, Chloe trailed her lips over the warm skin of Beca's neck. Breath faltering, Beca's eyes fluttered closed.

"I hope you're well rested then." Chloe's breath travelled down the brunette's shirt, causing a shiver to run through the woman.

"Because you're going to be the one to watch her when she's up all night." Beca could feel Chloe's lips form a smile on her skin before she slapped her butt and laughed as she left the kitchen.