[Full prompt is located at the end of the chapter so it doesn't totally give away the story].
Beca Mitchell stood there staring at her girlfriend, Chloe Beale. She was trying to figure out why Chloe was reluctant to have Beca meet her parents. They had (finally) gotten together about 9 months ago after they had won their 3rd ICCA Championship.
"Are you ashamed of me?," Beca asked.
"What? No," Chloe said grabbing Beca in a hug. "Beca, I love you."
"Then why don't you want me to meet your parents?," Beca asked her not returning the hug. "I can understand why when we first together but it's been 9 months. Do they even know about me?"
"They know I have a girlfriend," Chloe says pulling back and looking at Beca.
"Then what's the problem?," Beca asked.
"It's. . .complicated," Chloe said.
"It's complicated," Beca repeated. "So, uncomplicate it for me."
"Beca," Chloe says and runs her hand through her hair. "It's not that simple."
"How would I know?," Beca said getting frustrated. "You won't tell me anything. You always get mad at me when I hold things back from you. But it's okay that you're doing that to me." Beca stopped and looked at Chloe, hoping she would say something, anything, but Chloe remained silent. "I'll be in my room when you want to actually talk to me about this."
"Beca," Chloe said pleadingly. Beca looked back at her expectantly only to have Chloe continue to say nothing. Beca shook her head and left Chloe's room.
Beca had been laying on her bed, staring at the ceiling for a while when she heard Chloe's footsteps coming up to her room. She felt the bed dip down slightly when Chloe sat down.
"My family is very protective of me," Chloe said softly and Beca turned her head to look at her. "I am the youngest and only girl in my family. They have disliked, and actually hated, every single person I brought home to meet them. I love you, Beca, and I don't want my parents and or my brothers to scare you away."
"I love you, too, Chloe," Beca said with a smile. She sat up so she was facing Chloe. She put a stray piece of hair behind Chloe's ear. "I'm not going anywhere. So, what do you say we go to Tampa so I can meet your family."
"You don't understand," Chloe said. "Every single person I had meet them, broke up with me right after. I really don't want them to do anything to make you leave me."
"Like I said, I'm not going anywhere," Beca said and gave Chloe a tender kiss. "I love you."
"I love you, too," Chloe said and sighed. "I guess it's time for you to meet my parents."
Two weeks later Beca is driving Chloe's car toward Tampa.
"Tell me about your family," Beca said. "I've seen pictures in your room, but you've never really told me anything about them."
"Okay, well, you know I'm the youngest at 24," Chloe said. "Calvin, Jr, is 30 and the oldest. He's a doctor in San Diego and is married to Lucy. They have three-year-old twin boys named Kyle and Kevin. Charlie is next at 28. He's an architect and lives in New York. Next are the twins, Cole and Cameron. They're 26 and work in construction. They both stayed close to home and share an apartment not too far from my parents. They're the only two you'll probably meet this trip."
"Since there's a Calvin, Jr, I can guess that your dad's name is Calvin," Beca said. "What's your mom's name? Carol? Charlotte? Chloe, Sr?"
Chloe laughed and said "It's actually Marilyn. She and my dad were high school sweethearts and got married as soon as they graduated from college. Cal came along a year later."
"So who'd you get your red hair from?," Beca said.
"I'm not sure," Chloe said with a laugh. "My dad has blonde hair and blues eyes. Only his eyes are a little darker than mine. My mom has brown hair and brown eyes. Charlie and I got the red hair and same color blue eyes. People would often think we were twins growing up. Cal, Cole, and Cameron all have brown hair and brown eyes like my mom."
The rest of the trip was spent singing to the radio and talking about things to do in Tampa. They pulled into the Beales' driveway about 3:00 and Beca got out of the car and ran around to open Chloe's door.
"Thank you," Chloe said and kissed Beca on the cheek causing Beca to smile.
"I'll get the bags," Beca said and grabbed them from the backseat.
As they were walking to the house the door opened and out stepped Chloe's parents. Chloe squealed and ran the last few feet to be pulled into a hug by both her parents.
"Mom, daddy," Chloe said. "I missed you guys."
"We missed you too, baby girl," Mr. Beale said as they pulled out of the hug.
"It's so nice to have you home, dear," Mrs. Beale said.
Beca stood slightly behind Chloe holding their bags and smiled as Chloe greeted her parents. Chloe saw her dad looking behind her and narrowing his eyes.
"Beca, these are my parents, Calvin and Marilyn Beale," Chloe said turning to Beca. "Mom, daddy, this is Beca Mitchell, my girlfriend."
"Nice to meet you both," Beca said putting down the suitcases and holding out her hand.
"Nice to meet you, too," Mr. Beale said shaking Beca's hand.
"Let's get you two inside," Mrs. Beale said.
Beca picked up the bags and followed the Beales into the house. Chloe was telling her mom about the Bellas and Mr. Beale was just looking at Beca. Beca cleared her throat getting Chloe's attention.
"Where should I put the bags?," Beca asked.
"I'll show you," Chloe said and turned to her parents. "We'll be right back."
Beca followed Chloe up to her room and set the bags in a corner. Beca took a moment to look around the room. It was so Chloe. She had pictures of her family and some of the Bellas through the years. There were a few stuffed animals laying on the bed. Chloe came up behind her and put her arms around her waist. She laid her chin on Beca's shoulder.
"Ready to go face the inquisition?," Chloe asked.
Beca laughed and turned in Chloe's arms. She gave the redhead a kiss.
"I am now," Beca said causing Chloe to laugh.
Chloe led Beca down to the kitchen where Chloe's mother was gathering ingredients to start dinner. Chloe's dad just watched Beca and didn't say anything. Chloe went to sit at the counter and Beca held the chair for her before sitting next to her.
"I'm making lasagna for dinner," Mrs. Beale said.
"Can I help with anything?," Beca asked causing Mrs. Beale to smile.
"How are you at chopping onions?," Mrs. Beale asked.
"Pretty good if I do say so myself," Beca said with a smile.
"Don't let her fool you, mom," Chloe said. "Her mom's a chef and taught her how to cook. She would always be her moms sous chef. She learned well and cooks for me all the time. She knows what she's doing."
"Well, then get to chopping young lady," Mrs. Beale said with a smile.
Beca got up and gave Chloe a quick kiss on the cheek before going around to the other side of the counter. She washed her hands and then started chopping the onions. Mr. Beale still hadn't said much and Chloe noticed.
"How's work, daddy?" Chloe asked him.
"Work's fine," her father replied.
The tension in the room was palpable. Beca cleared her throat and looked at Mr. Beale.
"Um, Mr. Beale," Beca said. "Since tomorrow is Valentine's Day I made reservations to take Chloe out to dinner. I'd like to invite you and Mrs. Beale to join us if you don't have any other plans. Actually, my mom got us the reservation. I had her make it for four in the hopes you'd agree to join us."
""That's very kind of you, Beca," Mrs. Beale smiled and said. "Oh, this is so exciting. I know my Calvin loves me but we usually spend Valentine's Day at home. Where are we going?"
"A place called Bern's," Beca said.
"Calvin loves that place," Mrs. Beale said. "Don't you, Calvin?"
"Kind of expensive don't you think?," Mr. Beale asked.
"Daddy, don't be like that," Chloe said.
"It's okay, Chlo," Beca said with a smile. "Don't worry, Mr. Beale, I can afford it. I work at a recording studio and also DJ part time. The pay is better than most people realize."
"Well, then, we'll join you," Mr. Beale said.
"Great," Chloe says and her smile lights up her face. "I can't believe you're taking me to Bern's for Valentine's Day. They are usually booked up months in advance. How did your mom manage to get a reservation?"
"She knows the head chef," Beca said.
"Having the right connections is what business is all about," Mr. Beale said.
"That's what my mom always says," Beca said. "She's the reason I'm majoring in business and minoring in music. I want a career in music and having a good business sense will help me understand how to navigate through all the ins and outs. One day I hope to have my own label."
"Sounds like you got a pretty good head on your shoulders," Mr. Beale said sounding impressed. "Most people your age are only looking for the next party or good time."
"Beca is not like most people," Chloe said causing Beca to blush. "She's wanted to get into producing music for years and hasn't let anything or anyone deter her."
"Beca, when you're done helping Marilyn, I'd like to talk to you," Mr. Beale said.
Beca's eyes got wide and she swallowed. She looked at Chloe who looked back at her.
"Um, sure," Beca said. "No problem, sir." She turned to Mrs. Beale. "Mrs. Beale is there anything else I can help you with?"
"Please call me Marilyn," Mrs. Beale told her. "And, I think I'm good. Chloe can help me if I need anything."
"Okay, then," Beca said and walked over to Mr. Beale. "I'm ready when you are, sir."
"Daddy, be nice," Chloe warned.
Mr. Beale just turned and walked out of the kitchen. Beca followed and they ended up in what looked to be a home office.
"Have a seat," Mr. Beale told Beca indicating a chair in front of the desk he sat behind.
Beca sat down and held her hands together in front of her to keep them from shaking. She looked at Mr. Beale and waited for him to speak.
"Chloe has brought a few people here to meet us," Mr. Beale said. "We haven't liked any of them."
Beca continued to look at the man, knowing he wasn't done talking.
"None of them were good enough for Chloe," Mr. Beale said. "What makes you think you are?"
"May I be honest here?," Beca asked.
"I expect you to be nothing but honest with me," Mr. Beale said.
"What you think of me doesn't matter," Beca said causing Mr. Beale to raise an eyebrow at her in question. Beca swallowed hard and continued. "Chloe is the best person I know. She's got the biggest, kindest heart. And, she believes in me and my music. She's my number one fan and supports everything I do. She loves me and she thinks I'm the right one for her. And, as far as I'm concerned, that's all that matters." Beca takes a deep breath and lets it out. "Mr. Beale, if you tell Chloe that you don't think we should be together, I'm not going to do what everyone else did and break up with her. I'm going to stick around until I can prove to you and Mrs. Beale that I am good enough for your daughter. I hope to one day be sitting across from you asking for your permission to marry Chloe. Chloe loves me and I love her. I'm not going anywhere."
Mr. Beale looks at Beca and without saying a word gets up and walks out of the room. Beca sits there for a minute unsure of what to do. She finally gets up and makes her way back to the kitchen where she finds Mrs. Beale and Chloe looking at her. Beca sits at the counter next to Chloe.
"So, what happened?," Chloe asked her.
"I'm not sure," Beca said. "He asked me a question and I answered it as honestly as I could. Then he just got up and left the room."
Before Chloe or Mrs. Beale can say anything they hear the front door open and a voice yell out, "Chloe, where are you?"
"Cam," Chloe yells excitedly and goes running out of the kitchen, Mrs. Beale following close behind. Beca hears Chloe squeal and knows that the redhead is hugging her brother without even seeing it. She smiles and smells something and hurries over to the stove to stir the sauce Mrs. Beale had been cooking. This is where Mrs. Beale finds her when she comes back to the kitchen.
"Oh, thank you, Beca," Mrs. Beale said. "In all the excitement of Cam and Cole arriving I forgot all about the sauce."
"No problem," Beca said handing Mrs. Beale the spoon and going back to take her seat at the counter.
"You two be nice," Beca hears Chloe say just before she enters the kitchen with her brothers in tow. "Beca, these are my brothers Cam and Cole. Guys, this is my girlfriend, Beca."
"Hi," Beca says and gives a small wave. She looks at the two men. The are standing there with their arms folded across their chests and are glaring at her.
"So, you're Chloe's girlfriend," Cam says. "You do drugs?"
"What? No," Beca said.
"You ever been in jail?," Cole asked.
"Um, yes," Beca said. "Once for about four hours."
"What'd you do?," Cole asked.
"Broke a big window in front of a cop," Beca answered. "Got arrested for destruction of property."
"Do you smoke?," Cam asked.
"No," Beca asid. "Never have and never want to."
"Okay, guys, that's enough," Chloe said. "Back off."
Chloe walked over to sit next to Beca. Beca got up and held the chair for Chloe until she was seated. Beca sat back down.
"It's okay, Chloe," Beca said. "They're just making sure I'm not some serial killer or something."
"Are you a serial killer?," Cam asked causing Beca to laugh.
"No," Beca said.
The boys look at Beca and decide to stop the interrogation for now.
"Where's dad?," Cam asked.
"Probably in his workshop," Mrs. Beale told him. The two boys left without a word.
"Don't let them scare you," Chloe said to Beca. "They're all bark and no bite."
"I'll keep that in mind," Beca said.
Beca and Chloe helped Mrs. Beale finish preparing dinner. When it was ready, Chloe went to get her dad and brothers. They all come and sat at the table. Beca puts the finishing touches on the salad and turns to Mrs. Beale.
"Do you have any ranch dressing?," Beca asked. "That's Chloe's favorite."
"Oh, yes," Mrs. Beale said. "It should be on the door in the fridge. Could you also grab the Italian? Calvin likes that."
Beca gets the bottles of dressing and grabs the salad. She follows Mrs. Beale into the dining room and sets everything on the table. She notices Mr. Beale watching her and gets a little nervous. She sits next to Chloe. Chloe takes her hand under the table and gives it a little squeeze.
Beca gets the salad and puts some on her plate. She then places some Chloe's plate as well. She then hands the salad to Mrs. Beale. Mr. Beale is constantly watching Beca and Beca tries to not let it get to her, but she does find it a bit unnerving.
Later that night as they are getting ready for bed, Beca says something to Chloe about it.
"Did you dad say anything about the talk we had?," Beca asked.
"No," Chloe said. "Why?"
"He keeps staring at me," Beca said. "And, I don't know why. He's kind of scaring me a little."
"Don't let him bother you," Chloe said. "I think he's just trying to gauge what kind of person you are."
"You mean he's trying to decide whether he hates me or just dislikes me," Beca said sitting on the side of the bed.
"Stop worrying about it," Chloe said. "It doesn't matter to me what he thinks. I love you and that's all that matters."
Chloe kisses Beca and gets under the covers. Beca follows and Chloe snuggles into her. It isn't long before they are both asleep.
The next day Chloe wakes up alone. She sits up looking around and sees Beca's pajamas laying at the foot of the bed. She hears voices coming from downstairs and gets up and goes down to see who it was. She is shocked to walk into the kitchen find her mom and brothers laughing as they sat at the counter while Beca is at the stove cooking. Her dad was sipping his coffee and just watching everything that was going on around him.
"You mean she barged into your shower," Cam said. "Just to have you sing?"
"Yep," Beca said before turning around and seeing Chloe. "Oh, hey, babe."
"What's going on here?," Chloe asked as she walked over to Beca. She kissed Beca and looked at her family sitting there with smiles on their faces.
"Just finding out about how you got her to tryout for the Bellas," Cole told her.
"Oh, my God, I can't believe you told them about the shower," Chloe said. Adding, "I regret nothing," causing everyone to laugh again. "What are you making?"
"Eggs Benedict," Beca said. "Your mom said it's her favorite and since it's Valentine's Day I thought I'd make it for her.
"Chloe," Mr. Beale said. "While we wait for breakfast to be ready, we need to talk."
Chloe looks at her father and then at Beca. Beca just shrugs her shoulders and gives her a smile.
"Okay, daddy," Chloe said and followed her father out of the kitchen and into the living room. Cam and Cole are right behind them. Chloe sits on the sofa and her dad sits in the chair across from her. Cam and Cole stand next to their dad and fold their arms. They both just stare at Chloe.
Mr. Beale leans forward causing Chloe to move her eyes back to him.
"Chloe, honey," Mr. Beale said. "I say this with the utmost love-"
"Daddy, if this is about Beca, you can save it," Chloe said. "I love her and-"
"Let me finish, please," Mr. Beale said holding up a hand to stop Chloe. Chloe nodded for him to continue. "If you do anything to cause that girl to leave you we may have to disown you." He smiled when he saw the shocked looked on Chloe's face.
"Wait. What?," Chloe asked not believing what she just heard. "You like Beca?"
"She's perfect for you," Mr. Beale said still smiling. "She treats you with the respect you deserve. She does things for you without being asked. It is very obvious that girl loves you and would do anything for you. How can I hate that?"
"We're with dad on this one," Cole said and Cam nodded his head in agreement. "She's definitely a keeper."
Chloe squeals and leaps across the table to grab her father and brothers in a hug. "Thank you so much, guys. You don't know what this means to me."
"Let's go eat," Cam says. "I can't wait to try Beca's Eggs Benedict."
Chloe is the first to enter the kitchen. Beca finishes plating up the food and hands a plate to Mrs. Beale.
"Just in time," Beca tells her Chloe. Chloe goes over to Beca and grabs her into a kiss. She only breaks it when she hears her father clearing his throat. "Sorry, not sorry."
"Let's eat," Mrs. Beale says and the rest grab a plate and head into the dining room
Chloe holds Beca back and kisses her again. "My family likes you," Chloe told Beca with a big smile on her face.
"No, they don't," Beca said with a smirk. "They love me. I can tell." She kissed Chloe again. "Happy Valentine's Day. I love you."
"Happy Valentine's Day to you," Chloe said. "I love you, so much."
Chloe smiles and kisses Beca again.
Guest (EasDeath) [full prompt]: Can you make a one-shot where Chloe and Beca are girlfriends and Chloe gain a courage to introduce Beca to her family in Valentines Day since the Beales are overprotective of Chloe that they never approve/like any of her past relationship until they meet Beca (who is sweet to Chloe and her usual self) and they all like her for Chloe. Thank you!