Prompt (50 Shades of Pitch Perfect) : Can you do one with Beca and Chloe babysitting Chloe's nephew. Chloe needs to go to the store and leaves them only. When she comes back, Beca has some explaining to do!
Maybe the kitchen is a mess from trying to bake a cake or cookies or the living room had food everywhere from a food fight?
"Chloe, Chloe wait!" Beca runs after the redhead, quickly grabing the girl's wrist.
"What's up?" Chloe turns, raising an eyebrow at the panic in Beca's eyes.
"I can't babysit him all by myself!" Beca looks at her girlfriend, wondering why she doesn't see the problem here. They both look back to the small boy in the living room, Trenton sitting on the ground in front of the TV, his eyes glued to the lit up screen as he grips onto an old teddybear.
"Beca, you'll be fine. I'll be back in twenty minutes with food to make him dinner. Besides, he's just watching a movie. All you have to do is sit there." Chloe reassures Beca with a small smile.
"Why can't I go get the food?" Beca wonders, starting to feel flustered as Chloe rolls her eyes with a small chuckle.
"I love you babe, but you're a horrible cook. You wouldn't know what to buy." Chloe then leans in, giving the girl a quick peck on the lips. "I'll be back soon, you'll be fine." Chloe smiles as she takes the last few steps towards the door, sending her frowning girlfriend a wink before walking through and leaving Beca with the little monster.
Beca takes a deep breath, trying to convince herself that she'll be fine. Chloe will be back soon, and everything will be great. Beca tries to push away the reoccurring thought about how she's never exactly babysat before. It can't be that hard, right?
She turns around, jumping and stumbling back when her eyes meet the little boy who stands right in front of her. "Jesus Christ kid, you scared me."
"Where did Aunt Chloe go?" The little blonde boy asks, holding onto the small stuffed bear still.
"She just went to get something for you to eat." Beca tells him with a small nod. The little boy then squints up at her, beginning to glare at her.
"I want Aunt Chloe." He states with a frown.
"You and me both kid." Beca sighs, "How about we go watch the rest of that movie?" She then suggests, forcing a smile.
"My name isn't Kid." The little boy tells her, still glaring up at her.
"Sorry Trevor, let's go watch that movie now." She tries to walk, but he steps in front of her.
"My name is Trenton." Her folds his arms, giving her his meanest look he can muster.
She sighs and nods, "Sorry, I'm not good with names."
"Chloe remembers my name." Trenton tells Beca, his eyebrows scrunched together as he continues to stare daggers at her.
"I'd sure hope so, she is your aunt after all." Beca tries, wishing the kid would just go back to his movie already.
"Sometimes she calls me Little Man." He informs Beca, making her nod.
"Cool Little Man." Beca tries, hoping that will make him happy.
"No, only Aunty Chloe calls me Little Man." He growls making Beca raise her eyebrows.
"Sorry." Beca quickly tells him.
"When's she gonna be back?" Trenton asks, whining a bit. "I don't like you."
"Soon, I promise." Beca tells him with a frown, "Why don't we watch that movie while we wait for her?"
"I don't want to watch the movie anymore." He shakes his head.
"Okay then, what do you want to do?" Beca asks with a sigh, looking down at him as she places her hands on her hips.
"I want to play with Aunty Chloe." He stomps on the ground.
"Look Ki-Trenton, she's not going to be back for another twenty minutes. You can play with her then." Beca takes a deep breath, not understanding how this kid can't grasp that information. Beca finds herself already having to control her anger with this kid.
The boy pouts, he then turns around and walks back to the living room. Beca sighs as she follows him, wishing the twenty minutes would pass already.
"Chloe told me you're her friend." He turns around, looking confused. Beca sits down on the couch while nodding her head, leaning over with her elbows on her knees.
"Something like that, yeah." Beca tells him.
"Chloe is my friend." He states making Beca raise her eyebrows from the obvious, "You're not my friend though."
"Ok then." Beca grits her teeth, wondering what this kid's problem is.
"Chloe's prettier than you." The kid then tells her, making Beca drop any form of a fake smile.
"Yes, she is." Beca agrees, trying to control her anger from getting worse.
He stands and glares at her for a few moments, the two having a stare down of sorts. Beca looks away when she realizes that she's fighting with a six year old.
"I want to play hide and seek." The boy then smiles making Beca raise an eyebrow.
"Ok, sure." Beca nods.
"I want you to go count in there." He points towards the closet door, "Count to one hundred."
"Why am I counting in the closet?" Beca questions not trusting the kid.
"So you won't cheat and see where i'm hiding." He tells her as if it's the most obvious thing in the world.
"Fine." Beca grits, she then stands up and walks over to the closet. She opens it up and sighs when she see's it's full of coats and such. She walks in and closes the door, she then begins to count out loud so the little turd can hear her.
She grabs her phone from her pocket, still counting out loud, and turns it on. She see's a picture of her and Chloe as her lock screen, thinking about how the redhead owes her after all of this. She puts her phone away, continuing to count. She counts rather slow, not wanting to meet the little monster again.
Once she counts to one hundred, she opens the door and steps out. "Ready or not kid, here I come."
She looks around the living room, not seeing any sign of him. She walks towards the hallway, looking inside the bedrooms one by one. She hums a song as she casually walks through the whole house, beginning to think that the kid is actually pretty good with this game.
She walks towards the kitchen last, noticing that all of the lights have been turned off. She frowns and searches for a light switch, forgetting where it is.
"Here you go you big poo!" She hears, before she jumps when she feels a cold sensation hit the top of her head. It starts to slide down her face, making it even harder to see.
"What the fu-Ugh." She groans as she walks away and goes to the nearest wall, she fumbles for the switch, lucky enough to eventually find it.
The lights switch on and she sees the little twerp kneeling on the counter with a can of whip cream and a bottle of chocolate syrup. Beca touches the top of her head, her hand meeting all of the goo that he poured there.
"You little brat!" Beca groans as she tries to wipe it all off, looking down and seeing it drip onto her shirt. She then feels something hit her chest, seeing the green slime that is jello, roll off her shirt and onto the ground.
"Are you serious?" She looks up, seeing his cynical grin on his face. He then dips his hand back into the big bowl of jello beside him, making Beca duck as he takes another shot at her.
"Dude, stop it!" She yells as she walks towards him, he just continues to throw more jello at her. She takes the big bowl of jello away from him, setting it on the other side of the counter.
She feels more cool on her head again, seeing the little brat using more of the ice cream essentials on her. She grabs it away from him, looking down and seeing the whole mess dripping off of her and onto the floor. Chocolate and whip cream all over her clothes, she looks up and gives him her deadliest glare.
The little boy just laughs, a huge grin plastered on his face as he continues to enjoy the funny sight in front of him.
"You think this is funny? Huh kid?" Beca grits, "How about this? Is this funny?" She then grabs at the collar of his shirt, opening it up and squirting some of the whip cream down his small chest.
"Hey!" He giggles, trying to jump off the counter.
"Now, this is funny." Beca feels herself begin to smile as she covers the kid in whip cream and chocolate syrup.
He quickly reaches for some more of the jello in the bowl, throwing it at her as she continues to spray him. Beca doesn't know how they both end up laughing, but it just happens. She's never done anything like this before.
Beca and Trenton freeze though when they hear the front door open in the other room. Beca gulps and looks down at the mess around her, beginning to mentally panic. She looks down at the kid, who's eyes have grown twice their size.
"Hey Becs, I just got some fast food. Thought you might need me here." Beca hears Chloe's voice call out, the redhead then rounds the corner and into the kitchen, stopping quickly in her tracks.
Beca gulps again, watching as her girlfriend takes in the scene in front of her.
Chloe's mouth is wide open as she stares at her girlfriend and nephew covered in what seems to be chocolate and whip cream, green jello broken up in pieces on the floor and on both of their clothes.
"Look, Chlo-" Beca starts with a deep breath.
"It was Becky's idea!" Trenton yells out, pointing up at Beca. Beca looks down to the little kid, her mouth wide open in shock.
"That is not tru-" Beca starts, but is cut off.
"I left for like, ten minutes." Chloe states, doing that little lip quirk that Beca finds absolutely adorable.
"I-I don't know what to say. I don't know how to explain this." Beca nods, making Chloe close her eyes with a smiling sigh.
"Come on Trenton." She opens her eyes, setting down the fast food bag on the clean parts of the counter. "Beca, I'd appreciate it if you cleaned this all up while I go clean him up."
"Got it." Beca nods with a blush, not understanding how the night turned this way.
Trenton runs to Chloe, holding up his arms as more goo drips off of him. Beca begins to gather paper towels as her girlfriend and her nephew leave the kitchen.
"Little shit." Beca mumbles irritably as she gets down on her knees and begins to wipe up the mess. "It was Becy's idea." She continues to mock, pulling faces as she cleans. She hears water running in one of the rooms, wishing she could be the one getting a bath. The little twerp should be the one cleaning up anyways, he's the one that started it all.
Ten minutes pass, most of the mess being resolved. Beca wipes at her clothes last, trying to get the clumps of whip cream and chocolate out of her shirt. She hears the tv turn on, then the sound of heels walking against the hardwood floor.
Beca turns as she tries to rinse out the chocolate from her hair, in the kitchen sink. She see's Chloe leaning against one of the counters with her arms crossed, a small smirk plastered on her lips.
"I'm sorry Chloe, I didn't think it would get that out of hand." Beca frowns as she sees the girl giggling.
"Trenton just told me he was the one that pulled out all of the food, bragged about how he got you pretty good." Chloe smirks making Beca sigh in relief. Chloe walks over and gets another rag, wetting it underneath the rushing water.
"Little shit did get me good." Beca agrees gesturing to her head, where lots of chocolate still appears in her hair. Chloe laughs making Beca's frown turn up the slightest.
Chloe begins to wipe at Beca's face where the chocolate had dripped down, chuckling at the sight in front of her. "God, you're such a mess."
She leans in and kisses Beca's cheek, pursing her lips afterwards. "You taste like chocolate too."
Beca rolls her eyes, smiling at her girlfriend for a moment. She then begins to smirk as she opens her arms wide. "Chloe, I think we should hug right now."
"Oh no, not while you're all messy." Chloe backs away as Beca continues to grin.
"What world is this? Chloe Beale refusing a hug?" Beca jokes making Chloe giggle as she continues to back away from Beca's advances.
"Beca, i'm serious. Do not hug me." Chloe tries to tell Beca sternly, but can't help the smile on her face.
"But you're always trying to hug me. The one time I want a hug, you're going to tell me no?" Beca steps closer making Chloe hold up a finger.
"Beca!" Chloe squeals as Beca catches her and wraps her in her arms quickly.
"See? Isn't this nice?" Beca teases as Chloe groans in her arms.
"Becs, you're all sticky! Gross!" Chloe laughs as she tries to push her girlfriend off of her, Beca continuing to sport a goofy grin.
"Love you too babe." Beca kisses Chloe's cheeks manically, making Chloe laugh even more.