A Series of Hilarious and Cute Events

by areaderofmanythings

Bechloe in different scenarios as they settle into life together. This is a series of oneshots of shameless Bechloe fluff. Continuations,outtakes and prompts I received from my other fics Caught & No Electricity involving our favorite couple. CHAPTER 27 (M RATED): Ice Skating or Beca Mitchell and Chloe Beale Celebrate Their First Christmas Together Part 2

25. Mr Bananas

Title: Mr. Bananas or The Time Beca Mitchell Made a Payton Mitchell Baby Calendar to Surprise Chloe for National Cuddle Up Day

Rating: T

Era: Post - No Electricity and post The Cuddle Club (Chapter #17 )

Disclaimer #1: Listen up Aca-Bitches, Pitch Perfect, its characters, ideas or any references to the wordage or the moves ain't mine. Everything else, including any and all mistakes is mine!

A/N #1: So so so sorry about the delay in this, I didn't fall off the face of the planet I swear, although I did come close. But between end of the year shenanigans at work (aka a trip offshore that lasted two weeks), holidays and Fallout 4 being released (I might of spent entirely too much time building a super shack, those of you who play know what I'm talking about), my life has been hectic. But I'm here to say I'm back jack! I hate being gone this long but crap happens and hopefully this will make up for the lost time. Also, because my sister (who wishes to remain nameless) always gets the first read I've been waiting an entire week to release this, but I got the thumbs up Saturday and a request to add a section, which that turned into 3k, for her birthday and I can't really say no. So yeah that's another reason why...

Ok I know that's a lot of excuses so the last thing I'll say is here's another long one for ya and I hope it doesn't ramble to much, if so you can blame my sister j/k or the the beta (I don't have one so that's probably a lost cause lol...)

Anyways on with the Payton Mitchell show!

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"Bec," Chloe plopped down on the bed with a giggle and rolled on top of the mound of blankets in the middle. Hearing a muffled groan she sat up and pulled the duvet back to kiss a cheek, "Baby."

Beca opened one eye, "What wife…" Seeing that beautiful face she sleepily smiled and stretched, "If I pretend to be asleep will you kiss me again?"

"Oh so you were faking," Chloe teased as arms wrapped around her waist.

"Did you buy it," Beca inched closer burrowing her head into Chloe's lap.

Running her fingers through brunette hair Chloe lightly massaged the scalp, "If I say no, can I kiss you again?"

"You just want to kiss me," Beca voice trailed off eyes drifting shut at the soothing ministrations.

"I always want to kiss you…"

That was one hundred and ten percent true, Chloe kind of always has this overwhelming need to kiss Beca. It could be six-fifteen in the morning or in the middle of the grocery store, it didn't matter, Beca was just so kissable. Even after all this time the way Beca kisses her still feels like the first time.

Tracing Beca's lips with her index finger Chloe saw a smile fighting to stay hidden.

"What," Chloe asked lightly ghosting her fingertips over Beca's cheeks.

"Nothing," Beca's smile grew wider, "Just waiting for that kiss."

"Oh," Surprisingly after talking and thinking about it, Chloe never actually followed through. Craning her head down, she pressed a gentle kiss to Beca's lips, smiling against them she whispered, "How was that?"

"It was ok," Beca slowly dragged out making Chloe lightly giggle. That combined with Payton's laugh, was on her list of all time favorite things in the world. Opening her eyes she was blinded because only Chloe would have every single light on at the butt crack of dawn on her day off, "But you can easily fix it."

"How?"

Scooting over a few inches, Beca lifted up the edge of the duvet, "By getting your sexy self under here and keeping me warm until you have to get ready for work."

It took Chloe less than zero point two seconds to accept the offer and begin peeling back the blankets. Fidgeting around she tossed her socks off the end of the bed before adjusting her pillow and getting face-to-face with her wife.

Flinging the duvet over them, Beca tangled their feet together, "Damn Chlo," She took in a sharp intake of air, "Your feet are freezing."

"Sorry," Chloe purposely worked her big toe under the cuff of Beca's pajama bottoms with a laugh making her squirm closer, "But someone had to get up with our son."

"I told you it was my turn," Beca whined, looking behind her at the bedside. The baby monitor once sitting between her wedding ring and phone was gone. Pointing at the empty space she tried to fight a smile, "Did you move that after you came to bed?"

"Maybe…"

Sometimes Beca can never win, she'll just make sure she has that damn monitor attached to her hip for the rest of the weekend.

With a sigh Beca placed a hand on Chloe's hip and lightly stroked it, "How many times did he wake up?"

"Twice, but I only got up with him once not too long ago," Chloe was on the verge of getting up the first time, but Payton's fussiness settled down after a couple of minutes. The little bursts of crying were something they'd noticed were dwindling and last night was the first time all week that he'd woken up, "I changed his diaper then rocked him back to sleep, he should be good until breakfast."

Giving a quick kiss Beca smiled, "He's getting better at sleeping through the night."

"Yeah," Chloe returned the smile. Pushing Beca to her back, she slid closer until her head rested directly over Beca's heart. When a kiss was pressed to the top of her head she happily sighed, "Oh man…" She almost forgot what happened less than an hour ago, "Want to hear something funny he did," She barely gave Beca enough time to say yes before starting in on her story, "When I poked my head in his room he quit crying, but he was holding onto the railing and I could just see his sad little face between the slats."

"I bet he thinks he's in baby jail," Beca chuckled.

"Doubt it," Chloe laughed knowing it was probably all a ploy to be picked up, "Then he rolled over and held his hands up and laughed when he saw me."

"Sounds like he just wanted to see you," A warm hand crept under Beca's shirt and softly caressed her stomach, "Can't say I blame him…" That earned a pinch making her laugh, "I've got a story too, last night while you were at the gym I put him in that doorway jumpy thing with Mr. Bananas while I made dinner," She wished her hands weren't wet otherwise she would've filmed that shit, "He was just minding his business bouncing and talking and playing, but then a new song started on my iPod and he went fucking nuts."

Considering how hard Beca was laughing Chloe could only imagine how excited he was, "What did you play?"

"The Hills by The Weekend," Beca barely managed picturing his arms going in every direction, legs bouncing him up and down and animated baby noises coming from his smiling face, "He and Mr. Bananas were seriously all about that bass drop."

"He loves music…"

"That's definitely our son," Beca felt Chloe nod and laugh against her.

Payton was almost seven months old and Chloe still couldn't get enough of hearing people refer to him as their son, it was still kind of like a dream. And it's probably part of the reason why she gets up at random hours during the night just to check on him. Beca doesn't say much about it, mainly because of that time she found the two asleep in a rocking chair at three in the morning.

"He's such an easy going baby…"

"That's all you, he's got that Beale happiness gene in him," Beca confidently stated. Payton was always content to just smile and laugh and he did it so much that even the expensive private preschool he's in, because Chloe's fancy pants school doesn't take kids under two, commented how he's their favorite, "Besides you're a great mom, I can vouch for that."

"Hey now," Chloe turned in Beca's arms so they were back at eye level. Giving a kiss she linked their fingers, "Babe you're amazing with him, don't ever doubt that, you're a great mom too."

Chloe watched Beca process that for a few seconds and she saw uncertainty flash in those grey-blue eyes. Sure they'd made mistakes and would probably make tons more, but they're learning together. The whole being a parent thing was something they'd never done before and she could tell Beca was struggling with self doubts and worrying about screwing up their child because of things that happened in her past. But they had nothing to worry about, Beca was involved and made every moment count and as result Payton was healthy and happy. And in Chloe's book that's all that mattered, Beca just needed to keep being her loving and supportive self and not change a thing.

The reason Payton is the way he is, wasn't all Chloe's doing and Beca has to know that, "I mean look how excited he gets when you get home from work."

Coming home to those two was a highlight of Beca's day. Usually Chloe uses the ten to fifteen minutes before she gets home as Payton's designated "tummy time" so the two are always playing in the living room. In the beginning he'd been blindsided and stunned when she popped her face into his view, which was obnoxiously cute, but now she thinks he's recognized what the front door slamming means. Chloe says when he hears her yell mom's home he starts squirming around to look for her.

"Yeah that's pretty awesome…"

"See? And that's only one thing, I've got loads of stories, you guys are two peas in a pod…"

Beca grinned and nodded, maybe she was doing better than she thought at this whole mom thing.

"Tuesday was epic," Beca laughed. He was sitting up this time and he squealed and threw his little arms up so fast as she kneeled down to pick him up that it sent him off balance, "He face planted so hard, but he got right up on all fours and rocked like he was going to crawl than fell over again giggling."

"He laughed because you laughed," Chloe added in amusement.

"Yeah well he ate carpet because you were distracted."

"Well when your hot wife walks in looking all sexy you tend to lose focus," Winking Chloe smiled, she'd momentarily forgot how super excited he's gets and only turned my head for two seconds to wave before he toppled over.

Drifting her fingers under Chloe's shirt Beca drew random patterns shuffling closer, "Well I mean I am awesome…"

"Yeah you kinda are," Chloe pecked Beca's lips.

"How come you don't act like that when I get home?"

"Because I don't want to kill you with cuteness overload."

Closing her eyes, Beca imagined both of them acting like they'd just hit the million dollar jackpot and she knew Chloe's tackles alone would kill her. Cracking an eye open she conceded, "Yeah I probably can only handle one of you acting like that and I'd like to live long enough to see him crawl…"

"He's so close to doing it," Chloe excitedly stated.

Beca nodded, "Yeah I checked online, he's at an age where it could happen any day."

"I read that too…"

"When it happens, I'll cry like a big baby, I'm not even going to try and deny it…"

"Bec you cry when he does anything for the first time," Chloe immediately heard a scoff before jokily adding, "You almost cried last night feeding him puréed bananas," It was so funny, she had to take the spoon because her blubbing mess of a wife was frozen in place just letting it dangle out of reach of his open mouth, "You just left him hanging."

Beca let out a huff, "I didn't know he'd like it so much, I was surprised."

"You're the one that suggested it after the apple sauce last week," Chloe rapidly stated, voice cracking at the end due to the lack of air caused by laughing.

"Only because I wanted to see his reaction…"

Chloe lightly poked a shoulder attempting to gain Beca's attention, "Is that why you gave him the lemon?"

Averting her eyes, Beca did her best not to make eye contact because she was on the verge of breaking into a smile. Payton's reaction to that had been priceless and as much as Chloe thought it was mean, they'd both laughed so hard when he puckered his lips, shook his head and threw the lemon to the floor. Neither were expecting that reaction, but as he banged his hands on his highchair table in what seemed to be annoyance they just pulled out their cameras and handed him a new slice.

"I'm a horrible mom," Beca finally laughed fueling Chloe's fire, "I totally gave him that shit on purpose."

Kissing a cheek Chloe grinned, "You're almost a cute as him."

Beca playfully grumbled, "Well I see whose top dog now…"

Chloe wasn't buying the annoyed façade especially after the laughing she heard ten seconds ago, "Hey grumpy pants," Forcing a hand under Beca's shirt she ran a hand along the smooth stomach earning her a half grin, "You're far to awake," Leaning forward she trailed kisses along Beca's jaw, "To be grumpy anymore."

Peeling the hand away, Beca scooted back in an effort to get out of Chloe's reach. It was useless, before she knew it her arms and back were pinned to the mattress as a hot redhead straddled her waist.

For Beca to say that she'd planned this would be a total lie, but as Chloe leaned down to kiss her, like really kiss her, she knew this was the best fake idea she's had all day. The kiss was hard and fast and due to her immobile state she wasn't able to control it like normal. Yet in this instance it was ok, Chloe was pressed against her in all the right places and the heat was building.

A combination of things were driving Beca crazy, the way a tongue expertly swept against hers and the way it tasted essentially like Chloe and that goddamn Christmas coffee she insists on buying seventeen pounds of in November. And Beca doesn't necessarily hate it, she quite likes the vanilla, cinnamon and nutmeg mixture the week or so leading up to Christmas, not the middle of June. But that's beside the point because her head was spinning and it wasn't because of the contact high she was getting from the caffeine.

All Beca wants to do is progress things along by running her hands through red hair, change the angle and deepen the kiss. Instead she'll have to settle for sucking on Chloe's bottom lip as the kiss naturally comes to completion.

"Damn…" Fluttering her eyes open Chloe took a staggering breath. Their faces were inches apart and she knew the flushed cheeks and swollen lips she was seeing mirrored hers.

"Um y-yeah," Beca stuttered swallowing the lump in her throat.

Slowly releasing the hands Chloe sat back and pushed the duvet off of them in an effort to cool off. The fact that Beca's t-shirt had ridden up in the scuffle and her pajama pants were hanging dangerously low definitely didn't help break the heat. The whole look was enticing and it forced Chloe's eyes to travel down and her hands to spray against her loves exposed skin.

"Why are we so good at that?" Chloe's hands took an unhurriedly path up Beca's sides connecting with as much skin as possible, before brushing the underside of a breast and traveling back down to repeat the process.

"We've had lots and lots of practice…"

Beca liked the unhurried approach that Chloe was taking things this morning, she was slowly and purposefully being unraveled just like countless other times. Morning sex with the love of her life was never anything less than amazing, because there were absolutely no distractions from outside world. Time pretty much stood still as their slow and unrushed actions pushed and pulled each other in a gentle leisurely climb right to the top before they fell over the edge together.

"I think we need more practice…"

Feeling a set of thumbs dip below the elastic of her pajamas and over her hips, Beca covered her eyes with her hands taking in a slow breath, "Don't start something you can't finish Mrs. Mitchell."

The tone was light, but held a significant amount of desire, probably the same amount that was pooling in the bottom of Chloe's stomach. Placing Beca's hands at her waist she stated, "Why do you think I woke you up early?"

"Um for coffee," Beca blankly stated. Without warning she tightened her grip and flipped their positions and pressed her wife firmly into the mattress, "I can taste it on your tongue," Leaning down she briefly connected their lips.

"Well I got something else for you to taste," Chloe fisted the V-neck of Beca's shirt and tugged on it. She swears she can feel the buzzing in Beca's body increase as she comfortably settles between her spread legs, "If you're interested."

"Do I look fucking stupid," Beca deadpanned lightly grazing a nipple over Chloe's shirt.

From there things steadily intensified and Beca was just helping Chloe shimmy out of her last bit of clothing when the fucking alarm clock started blaring from across the room. That damn thing had the worst timing ever, ok it wasn't as bad as that one time Aubrey and Stacie walked in on them Thanksgiving morning a few years ago, but it close. At least then they'd gotten to the good part, today not so much.

Pushing Beca off her, Chloe lightly laughed as her wife landed with a disgruntled groan mumbling something about impeccable timing then pounding a fist into the mattress. Readjusting her pajama bottoms she slipped off the bed and hurried across the room to turn off the alarm.

Picking up their shirts Chloe tossed one at Beca's head, "I'm sorry baby," Came her muffled voice as she pulled hers on.

When Chloe opened her eyes she saw Beca sitting up, back turned trying to flip her shirt inside out. She bit her lip letting out a small sigh as her eyes fixated on the back muscles and tattoos, but then was hit with a twinge of sadness as they disappeared.

Crawling across the bed, Chloe wrapped her arms and legs around her wife and kissed a cheek, "If it's any consolation, you're not the only one disappointed."

"Yeah, yeah…" Beca playfully replied lacing their fingers together.

"Rain check for tonight," Chloe asked resting her chin on a shoulder.

Turning slightly Beca connected their lips and smiled against them, "Only cause it's you."

Regretfully detangling herself, Chloe hopped off the bed and moved toward the bathroom. Quickly turning she softly chuckled, "Payton Mitchell distracted me from my mission."

Beca laughed flopping back onto the bed, "He tends to do that, it's ok, he's cute."

And so was Beca, Chloe thought skipping back over to peck her wife's lips, "He's just so damn funny."

"He really is…"

"Being a mom is pretty great when you have a kid like that."

Beca looked up with a duh face making Chloe laugh, "He's one awesome little dude."

"Will you listen for him please," Chloe asked and got a smile and nod, "Then I'm going to get ready for work."

Lifting herself up on her elbows Beca watched Chloe disappear and a few seconds later heard the shower start. Her eyes went wide when she totally forgot the most important part of the day, "Hey Chlo?"

Sticking her head out of the bathroom the redhead smiled, "Yeah?"

"I love you and good morning," Beca let out in one breath.

Chloe got that same lopsided smile and wink that she fell in love with and it still made her heart flutter. She softly smiled in return, "Good morning babe and I love you too…"

Blowing a kiss Chloe gave a final wave before closing the bathroom door.

"You are the best fucking thing that's ever happened to me," Beca murmured for what seemed like the billionth time as she stood and slipped on her wedding ring.

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Beca spent a good five minutes standing at the French windows staring out onto their small backyard before eventually moving to retrieve her laptop from across the hall. Settling back under the covers she opened a folder filled with photos of Payton that she'd taken over the past few weeks. It was buried so deep inside a music folder and was so inconspicuously named that even Chloe's best snooping abilities, which teetered between expert and professional, wouldn't be able to find it.

Flipping through the pictures Beca smiled, she'd gotten more than her fair share of decent ones for the Payton Mitchell calendar she'd been creating. It was totally cliché and it may be the thing that finally tips her cool points into the negative numbers, but whatever, Chloe lived for mushy and corny stuff. Making Chloe smile and gush over literally anything was her favorite pastime and as long as her wife and son were happy, she was happy.

Beca came up with this grand idea while searching for their family costumes at Halloween. She wanted Scooby Doo, they'd totally rock it, she could totally pull off Velma, Chloe would make one hot Daphne and Payton could easily pass for Shaggy with a Scooby Doo stuffed animal riding in the stroller, she had it all planned, it was perfect. However, Chloe wanted something lame, ketchup, mustard and Payton as the hotdog. Much to her dismay they went with the hotdog theme, but as a consolation prize she got all of Payton's candy along with a promise to be allowed to pick next year's costume. In her book it was a win-win situation, because Halloween is her most favorite made up holiday to celebrate, it's the only time a year that it's socially acceptable to scare people and take their candy.

Anyways, since Halloween Beca has been sneakily doing research and obtaining everything she'd need for twelve drastically different themed costume ideas for Payton. And in an effort to remain incognito so Chloe wouldn't stumble upon a Captain America shield, she'd stored everything at Stacie's. Whose only stipulation was that she be allowed to help with infant styling on designated baby photo shoot days.

Which now that Beca thinks about it, was a huge help, there's no way she could've gotten the majority of the more complicated pictures done alone. Wrangling a baby, doing set and wardrobe changes and taking pictures was entirely too much work for one person. Stacie even got creative and brought props from her kindergarten class that really added nice touches.

Beca maximized the Charlie Brown Christmas picture, it had to be the most complex because it entailed the most props. Payton had the outfit, so that was easy, and he also had a stuffed Snoopy and Woodstock thanks to a Christmas gift from Jessica, but the doghouse was a major pain in the ass. She and Stacie ended up painting cardboard boxes red and adding cotton balls to the top to make it look like snow. In the end, after stringing up a set of twinkle lights and wrapping a blue blanket around the base of the dilapidated Christmas tree it looked halfway decent.

The real hard part came when they tried to take the damn picture, the one tiny red ornament hanging from the tree mesmerized Payton. He kept reaching for it then falling over and bringing the tree down with him. It happened four times before Stacie finally gave him Snoopy and Beca was able to get a couple of good pictures. However, it didn't take long for Payton to lose interest and dive straight for the twinkle lights that were just within reach of his tiny little hands. She and Stacie couldn't move fast enough before he was pulling them and the cardboard doghouse to the ground.

They had a good laugh at that until Payton decided to put the blinking lights in his mouth. Beca literally dove for the cord, possibly bruising a couple ribs along the way, and yanked the plug from the wall socket. Thankfully, the bright blue blub extinguished just before his tongue licked the outside and it went fully in his mouth. She really should've known better, because without fail everything Payton touches goes directly in his mouth, even shoes. What made things worse was that Stacie made him cry by snatching the lights right from his hands, then tried to be sneaky and replace it with Mr. Bananas, it didn't work.

Grinning at the picture Beca knew after the whole ordeal that they'd gotten the perfect shot. It wasn't exactly the cover of the Charlie Brown Christmas DVD, but it was classic Payton Mitchell and that's what Chloe would love.

Settling the laptop on her knees Beca arranged all the pictures she'd taken so far into the website she'd been using to create the calendar. She could hear Chloe singing in the shower and between that and the pictures she was having kind of a surreal moment. Her wife and their ridiculously perfect little boy were her life, they were a family, they were her family and it was everything she's ever wanted.

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Fifteen minutes later, a tiny cry that lasted only a few seconds sounded in the room and Beca's head whipped in the direction of the baby monitor. She'd be lying if she said she wasn't anxious for him to wake up, she was off today and couldn't wait to start another day of them hanging out.

The next cry was louder and longer and Beca knew what that meant, Payton was awake and not going back to sleep. Quickly saving her work she set her laptop aside and grabbed a hoodie on her way downstairs.

Flipping the light on, Beca stepped in the room and immediately saw Payton sitting up on his hands and knees. Leaning against the railing she ran a hand over the top of his head as she surveyed the scene, besides a sock something was missing.

"Hey buddy," Beca quietly said gently flipping him back over to slip the missing sock back on and adjust a sleeve that had gotten pushed up to his elbow. His crying always killed her and when he looked up she gave a calming smile, "It's ok I'm here."

Hearing her voice seemed to help settle him down a little and as Beca moved her eyes over the crib it dawned on her what was missing, "Where's Mr. Bananas?"

Mr. Bananas is the stuffed monkey Payton got as one of the many gifts from her mom when he was born and it exactly matched the one Beca toted around as a kid and is now safely tucked away in her bedside table. Lately he has made this his favorite toy and since Christmas they'd been hauling it everywhere they went.

Beca has even been jokingly reminding Chloe all week to never remove it from his sight, even when other toys are around. Last Sunday Chloe had been stupid and picked it up right in front of his face, then walked away. Granted Mr. Bananas was only going to be tossed in the laundry because it'd been drooled all over, but Chloe quickly regretted that decision as soon as she stepped out of the room. As Mr. Bananas was gingerly set back next to a ball, Chloe apologetically vowed to never, ever wash it while he's awake again.

Now though, the stuffed monkey with the blue shirt was nowhere to be found and she had no idea what the hell Chloe had done with it.

"Come here Pay," Beca said moving her hands under his lifted arms. Almost as soon as he was cradled against her the crying subsided.

Kissing his cheek Beca smiled as he messed with the strings of her hoodie for a few seconds. Puffing out her right cheek and expelling a breath through her lips in thought she gained his attention and he stopped to stare up at her. Switching to the opposite cheek she repeated everything and he cracked somewhat of a smile. She thought she was making progress until she laid his head on her shoulder and whimpered slightly.

Running a hand in soothing circles over Payton's back Beca knew he was still sleepy. She could tell he was fighting the tiredness and that the crankiness was only partially due to a missing toy. She also knew he'd be ready to rock and roll once he had his morning nap and until then she needed to keep him on his normal routine, which meant keeping him happily entertained until breakfast.

"We'll find your friend I promise…" Beca absolutely hated hearing him cry.

Running her foot under his crib Beca thought maybe it had managed to make it over the railing, but all she felt against her bare feet was the cold hardwood floor. Swiftly moving around the room she let her eyes scan the usual places, she even checked the laundry basket in the closet and top drawer of his dresser, because who knows weird things like that can happen.

"What did your uncool mommy do with Mr. Bananas," Beca always inwardly cringed saying the name she obviously didn't come up with. Admittedly it wasn't that bad, in fact she kind of loves the high pitched, sing-songy voice Chloe uses each time she makes it kiss Payton's face. She'll never divulge that information though, she keeps telling Chloe the monkey's name should be Axel.

Switching Payton to her right side Beca saw the monkey shoved between the crib and rocking chair, "Jackpot," Picking it up she held it out so it could easily be seen, "Look who I found," She smiled when he lifted his head from her shoulder and reached for the toy, "See your buddy's safe, the cool mommy found him…"

It took a couple of minutes of bouncing Mr. Bananas all over Payton's tummy and kissing his head and arms before he started grinning and laughing again. Eventually he grabbed the stuffed animal and snuggled into her chest and she couldn't help falling in love with this little boy all over again. Being a mom was quite possibly one of the best feelings in the entire world.

"Ok little dude, let's change that diaper then we'll chill upstairs with mom until breakfast," Gently laying Payton on the changing table Beca slid a foot out of a sock making him giggle and squirm. Laughing she took the other one off and held both feet in her hands, "I'm gonna eat your feet…"

Bending down she blew a raspberry against one set of toes causing him to squeal even louder, then repeated on the other. Seeing Payton's face light up at simple things, like her awkward banter or impromptu cursing, made her entire day. Plus, he was a mini version of Chloe, so she was always a sucker for making him smile.

"I swear you're the coolest guy I know," Walking her fingers up Payton's stomach Beca let him grip them, "Ready for baby sit-up's," She playfully lifted him a couple inches off the table then back down, "That's one," She dragged out with a grin, "You gotta be in shape for the ladies," She quickly added, "And two…" She dramatically stated this time meeting him halfway and kissing a cheek, "Nice job dude! Give me five…"

Instead he dropped Beca's fingers, grabbed her hair and gave it a tug, "Ouch mother fucker…" That caused him to giggle and spout off nonsense as she checked the door making sure Chloe wasn't lurking around the corner, "I mean opps…"

Beca's voice trailed off noticing the unfamiliar sleep attire that he definitely wasn't wearing after his bath last night. His pants were the same, but his long sleeved shirt now had bright colored music notes all over it and stated quite possibly the lamest thing ever, This Aca-Child is Aca-Awesome. That had Chloe Mitchell's name written all over it.

"There is no way in hell I'm going to allow you to wear this," Beca firmly stated easing his head through the hole. After a quick diaper change she toed open the second to bottom drawer, "Next time your mom makes you wear this or those damn sweater vest thingy's," Keeping a hand on his stomach she rummaged through until she found something more appropriate, "Start crying, I give you permission…"

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Chloe stopped in her tracks leaving the bathroom when she heard Beca singing The Hokey Pokey on the baby monitor. It wasn't that it was surprising to hear Beca singing it to Payton, in fact it was always unbelievably sweet and adorable, but it was nice change of pace to hear such a nostalgic song she hadn't heard in years. The simple song brought back a whole slew of memories from her childhood and it melted her heart like a warm marshmallow.

Despite what Beca thinks, Chloe knows her wife's a great mom, any person walking down the street can see it. Hell even Aubrey has commented about how into the whole parenting thing Beca is. Sure there were complaints about changing dirty diapers, puke on her favorite t-shirt and the general lack of sleep, but the dramatics weren't anything new. Anyone who knows Beca also knows that Beca Mitchell has to have something to complain about. That was something Chloe learned a long time ago and in a weird way was also something she's grown to love and never once did any of those comments make Beca any less than a stellar mom.

"You put your right foot in, you take your right foot out," Chloe stepped closer to the monitor and turned the volume all the way up like she would with any of her favorite songs. Beca's voice was bright and animated and she could only picture the way Payton was totally eating it up, "We put Payton's right foot in the sock and we shake it all about…"

The light giggles coming from her son as Beca informed Payton that the so called big finish was coming up almost made Chloe run down to watch. And as much as she wants to, she didn't, because she'd startle Beca and then the adorable cheesiness she was hearing would be brushed off with a half witty comment and a reference to a so called street cred that totally doesn't exist anymore.

"Now let's practice our claps Pay," Chloe let out a chuckle hearing three big claps, "Just like that, I'll give you the cue when, but first lets finish strong, ok…You do the hokey pokey and mommy turns herself about," The unidentifiable nonsense happy baby babble meant Beca just did that little dance with the jazz hands that always sends him into a fit of giggles, "Now you clap…" A few seconds later she heard the tiny clapping combined with a loud and spirited, "That's what it's all about!"

"Great job little homie!"A smile was evident in the brunette's voice, "Give me a kiss."

Could Beca Mitchell seriously be anymore perfect? Chloe's smile couldn't get any bigger and she felt like she was totally wining at life right now.

This was the unrestrained and unguarded person Chloe fell in love with and was privileged to see every single day. She must have dug and chipped away at Beca's walls for months to find it and what she found beneath that rough exterior was the goofiest, funniest and most loving person she'd ever met. And it's something the normal everyday person never gets to see unless they happen to be standing here, in their bedroom, on a Friday morning, because that voice singing The Hokey Poky was of a person completely comfortable and confident with herself and the situation.

Smiling Chloe moved to her walk in closet in search of an outfit for the day. Deciding on jeans and a knit yellow sweater for casual Friday she stepped out of the closet and heard Beca's phone chime on the baby monitor.

"Oh look buddy Aunt Amy sent us a picture," Chloe paused on the way to the bathroom hearing the semi-annoyed tone, "What a bitch…" She needs to remind Beca of that no cursing rule again, "She's relaxing on the beach drinking a pina colada knowing we're freezing our asses off."

It sounded like a typical Fat Amy picture, so Chloe couldn't be that upset, in fact she was more envious than anything. It snowed last night and was supposed to do it again tonight and she'd kill to be on the beach working on her tan while building sandcastles with Beca and Payton. They may not have sand, but they did have snow, and if it wasn't too cold tomorrow maybe she could convince Beca they should bundle Payton up and take him outside to build their first family snowman in the backyard.

"Ok let's send Fat Amy something in retaliation," Now that peeked Chloe's interest, "First I need to teach you how to give the finger…So shhhh," Her mouth was hanging open in shock and she knew Beca was evilly smiling with a finger pressed to her lips, "Don't tell your mom, she won't approve, but Aunt Amy will love it."

"Oh god," Chloe mumbled rolling her eyes, only Beca would teach their child that.

"Now ball your hand into a tiny fist," Beca easily stated as Chloe tossed her clothes on the bed, "And you lift your middle finger like this…" She could hear Beca snicker and Payton jabber happily, "Now hold that pose while I get the camera ready…" The tapping of passcode numbers resonated over the monitor and then she heard a finger snap, "Oh lets go double barreled Pay."

Stepping out onto the third floor landing Chloe leaned over the railing and yelled, "Beca Mitchell!"

Silence, Chloe heard nothing but complete silence, not even the floorboards creaked. She was kind of in a moral dilemma, on one hand she really wanted to see that picture, but on the other, she knew it shouldn't be taken. So, it was hard keeping up the stern mother façade as she bit her lip to keep from cracking.

"Yes, sweetheart," Beca's tentative voice drifted upstairs to were Chloe was standing with hands on her hips.

"Don't sweetheart me," Chloe knew that tactic, the innocent term of endearment was used when the brunette knew she was in trouble, "I know what you're doing."

"Ummmm…changing Payton's diaper?"

"Nope…"

"Yep?"

Damn, it was so hard for Chloe not to laugh, because Beca was probably looking at their son with scared eyes, "I'll only say this once, do not teach him how to flip people off."

"He's a baby," Beca defended rearranging his hands and raising her phone so it could focus, "He won't remember."

"That's not the point babe," Chloe softened her tone, "Just find another way to taunt Amy, so please don't take that…" She froze hearing the snap of the shutter come from the monitor to her right, letting out a sigh she closed her eyes, "Picture."

"I didn't," But Chloe heard the rapid clicking then subsequent swoosh indicating a message had been sent. Seconds later a, "It was all me," Followed by an, "I promise…"

"Right…" Chloe swears sometimes she's married to a twelve year old, "No more funny business Mitchell," She yelled picking up her clothes.

Winking at Payton Beca whispered, "Crisis averted…"

As Beca's laughter echoed through their bedroom, Chloe just shrugged and shook her head. She only wanted one kid, but with Beca sometimes it seems like she's got two, an infant and an adult toddler with a potty mouth. It's ok though, because they were hers and she loved them both more than anything.

Fully in the bathroom Chloe finally allowed a laugh to escape as she picked up her toothbrush and toothpaste. She should be used to the crazy and harmless antics by now, but this was Beca Mitchell, the queen of clowning around, so needless to say there was always something new a lurking round the corner. The actions not only kept her on her toes, but also made it virtually impossible to keep a straight face.

Stopping mid-brush, Chloe stuck her head out of the bathroom and laughed when she heard Beca ask Payton to dance in a very posh British accent, but when the soft singing started, her heart melted.

"I feel the break, feel the break, feel the break and I got to live it out, oh yeah," The voice was light and easy and Chloe just stood there, toothpaste running down her chin with a huge smile across her face. Whatever Payton was doing must be entertaining because her wife really seemed to be enjoying it, "What I really want to say, ah baby…What I really want to want to say is I've got mine and I'll make it…"

Now Beca sings a variety of songs throughout the day and usually Chloe easily joins in, but today she was totally spacing on the song choice. It was mainly because she was so caught off guard by it and as she rinses with mouthwash it dawns on her that Beca's singing Sublime's Santeria. Which is great song, one of her personal favorites, and a definite improvement over last night's Hotline Bling during bath time.

As the singing got softer, Chloe grinned when Payton shrieked and Beca gave an exasperated sigh, "I know I forgot Mr. Bananas I'm sorry…"

The last thing Chloe heard as she closed the bathroom door was Beca imitating the voice of Sesame Street's Count von Count as her two favorite people counted their way upstairs.

---

Emerging from the bathroom a little later Chloe found her wife and son lying on their backs next to each other in the middle of the bed reading a book. Granted Payton was playing with his feet and Beca didn't notice because she was very into The Very Hungry Caterpillar, but it was downright adorable.

Chloe would miss them today, she always missed them, but she's glad Beca's has the day off. Beca's boss, who was a big time family guy, insisted that the afterschool music program could survive with her wife gone a couple Fridays a month. Beca already works half days every Fridays so she agreed, as long as there weren't any important meetings. Chloe thought it was a great idea, not only for the two to have quality one-on-one time, but also because she loves getting the random Snapchat's, text messages and tags on Facebook or Instagram throughout the day. Between those and her over protective Beca Mitchell mom stories, they always kept her and her classes highly entertained.

Everyone especially liked the story about Payton's six month doctor's appointment they went to a couple of weeks ago. Now it's hilarious, but at the time Chloe kind of wished she'd gone alone, because Beca Mitchell took the meaning of concerned parent to a whole new level. She had no idea a color coded, two page, hand written list of questions and concerns would be pulled out for Payton's pediatrician. All she could do was give the poor doctor an apologetic smile as he answered mundane questions like the difference between spit-up and vomit or if the nurses could numb Payton's arm before any shots because Beca hated seeing the terror in his eyes from the pain. That last one was highlighted in red and had stars next to it and was Chloe's personal favorite.

Silently reaching for her phone Chloe took a quick video and a few pictures to show everyone at work the duos latest antics. Tossing it aside she placed both hands on the mattress and planted a firm kiss on Beca's lips, "Hey."

Closing the book Beca softly smiled, "Hey Chlo, we've been waiting for you."

"Oh yeah…"

"Yep," Beca removed a sock covered foot from Payton's mouth with a chuckle, "We were just getting ready to go downstairs for breakfast."

"In a few minutes…"

"Ok…" Placing the book aside Beca sat up on her elbows, "You sure you don't want to take the car?"

It was beautiful outside and a walk through part of Central Park after it snowed was a great way for Chloe to start her Friday. Smiling she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and leaned closer, "No I'm good," She gave another kiss because one just wasn't enough, "It's only a fifteen minute walk."

Beca smiled, part one of her surprise had been checked off her list, "You smell nice."

"Flattery will get you everywhere Mitchell…" Chloe winked.

"Is it working," Beca gasped clutching her heart and flopped back on the mattress when Chloe nodded.

As much as Beca wants to continue the innocent flirtation she needed to initiate part two of her surprise. Today just happened to be National Cuddle Up Day, a holiday virtually created in honor of Chloe and she and Payton have been looking forward to celebrating this day all week.

Smiling Beca made a simple suggestion, "How about we come and pick you up after school, we can grab an early dinner?"

"Sounds fantastic," Chloe instantly brightened and waved at Payton when he looked at her and smiled, "But don't forget I have practice this afternoon. Oh…" She swatted Beca's stomach enthusiastically, "Bring Payton early, the kids constantly ask when you're coming for a visit."

Other than the steady stream of teachers stopping by during Chloe's maternity leave, the majority of her students hadn't seen Payton for more than a few minutes before the Christmas concert. By then it was his bedtime so Beca watched everything from backstage while giving him a bottle until he fell asleep. After the concert there was way too much commotion for her and a sleeping Payton to stick around, so they retreated to Chloe's classroom until things calmed down. And also because she didn't want her son to be gawked at like an animal in a damn zoo while asleep in his carrier.

"We can do that," Beca had almost forgotten about the last minute practice and will now have an audience when handing Chloe her gifts. It was ok, this one time, "Just warn the girls the heartbreaker's coming to town."

"I will," Chloe laughed.

The junior and senior girls in Chloe's advanced choir constantly hovered around the bulletin board next to her desk gushing over whatever Payton picture she'd hung up. And anytime she posts a new one, the same three girls offer up their babysitting services. Beca was iffy about the whole idea, but she gave constant reassurance that they were some of her best and most responsible students. It took some minor persuasion in the form of kisses and stating that three people watching their son was better than one for Beca to cave and conditionally agree to try them out next Saturday.

Chloe pushed off the bed, "Besides you can size up his babysitters again," She teased.

"Should I bring the babysitting manual," Beca seriously asked as Chloe moved to the other side of the bed.

As evil as it sounds, Chloe can't wait to see all the reactions when Beca breaks out the spiral notebook containing the rules and regulations for babysitting Payton Mitchell. The first time she ever saw this so called manual was when Stacie watched Payton for maybe two hours while Beca drove her to a doctor's appointment because she wasn't allowed to drive herself after having a c-section four weeks prior. Needless to say, Stacie laughed and tossed it aside while Beca looked totally offended and like she might just slap a bitch. Because who would've thought the little alt girl with tattoos would've had a procedure for playing peek-a-boo?

Skidding to a halt Chloe shook her head and sternly stated, "Bec no, you'll scare them."

"Yeah well leaving our kid with strangers is scary," Beca grumbled.

Tossing a pillow aside Chloe eased down to next to Payton and gave him a kiss. Sticking out her tongue she pulled a funny face and dropping his feet he poked out his tongue trying to copy her. He ended up blowing a few bubbles instead making her and Beca laugh. Then before she knew it he'd rolled over and propped himself up on his elbows to get a better look around.

"Look at you," He grinned and incoherently chatted away as Chloe playfully felt his biceps, "Who's my big strong guy," Rubbing a hand over his back he settled on his stomach and reached for the book Beca sat down, "He's getting super good at flipping over babe."

"I know it," Beca agreed. He'd done it twice since she'd laid him on the bed and was the whole reason she put that pillow on the other side of him. She'd rather him roll into her than right off the bed.

Tapping the top of the book, Chloe watched him inchworm forward trying to grab it, "Pay if you wanna crawl you gotta push those knees," Beca made Mr. Bananas dance enticingly along the top of the book and it made Payton go crazy, wiggling in all directions, "Why are you such a cutie?"

Beca stilled the toy when their son focused on Chloe's watch and fingers, "He's a little you that's why."

Chloe giggled as Payton played with her hands babbling like a madman. When he licked her thumb she grinned at Beca, "I think someone's hungry."

"Yeah you're right…" Beca watched Chloe's gaze shift back to Payton.

It was easily to gauge Chloe's mood and emotions based on a variety of different things, but for Beca the smiles were the biggest indicator of all. There were multiple types, but the one she was seeing right now, well it was in a category all its own. This was Chloe's mom smile, the one that said drooling all over her fingers was completely ok and the one that said she was still in complete awe that she'd created such a perfect little person. It was a smile that Beca couldn't elicit no matter how hard she tried, but is one that she's damn glad she gets to see.

That look was enough to make Beca's heart beat out of her chest, "I love you…" Chloe's eyes flicked to hers and she got a soft, warm loving smile in return. She searched out Chloe's opposite hand and entwined their fingers, "And thank you…"

"For what," Beca's voice was timid yet held this underlying weight that had Chloe close to tears.

"For giving me two things that money can't buy," Beca doesn't know why, but she just felt like she needed to say what was on her mind. Softly kissing Chloe's hand she rested it on Payton's back and tapped the wedding ring, "Your love and the perfect family."

Complete unconditional love was shining bright in Beca's eyes and Chloe knew it was equally reflected in hers, "You and Payton have no idea how much I love you guys. You, Beca Mitchell, have made all my dreams come true and you're…"

Chloe was about to profess her love for the millionth time when Payton sneezed breaking the quiet moment. They both kind of stared at each other before bursting out laughing.

"Bless you little dude," Beca managed between laughs pressing a kiss to the top of his head. Looking directly at Chloe she simply stated, "Don't worry," As an easy smile slipped back on her wife's face, "I heard everything you did and didn't say…"

Chloe heard the truth in those words and it was nice knowing their thoughts were completely in sync. Nodding, she reached for Mr. Bananas and adjusted its bright blue shirt, "So, who's ready for breakfast?"

Moving to sit, Beca picked up Payton and held up his little hand, "I am mommy."

The voice was high pitched and sounded like a cartoon character and Chloe loved it, holding out her hands she wiggled her fingers and gave an excited, "Come here little man, I need all the love I can get before I go to work."

"Well…I was in the middle of that earlier, but your fucking alarm went off," Beca muttered and was quickly shot a glare. Holding up her hands she apologized, "My bad your frickin' alarm…"

Chloe shook her head looking at Payton, "Your mom better watch her mouth or…" Switching her gaze to Beca she raised a defensive eyebrow and spoke in a slow clear tone, "I won't cash in that rain check tonight."

Beca let out a huff and absentmindedly twisted the strings on her hoodie around her fingers. At this point she knew it was in her best interests to just keep her mouth shut.

"Now where were we Payton," Smoothing out what little hair he had Chloe then tickled his stomach making him laugh, "Oh right I want lots and lots of hugs and kisses, can I have a kiss please," He immediately moved his head closer and pressed his slightly open mouth to a spot right above her chin. Her heart melted each time he did this, it was something new he'd recently started doing and she just couldn't get enough of it, "Thank you!" He let out a string of jumbled vowels and she laughed pressing a kiss to his forehead, "I love you too."

"You'll get it next time buddy, we all gotta start somewhere," Payton's aim and technique were a little bit off, but Beca was proud to say he was getting the hang of it.

Chloe laughed tossing the stuffed monkey at Beca's face, "Get your cute butt out of bed Mitchell it's breakfast time!"

"By the way," Beca teasingly stated making her wife turn and questionably stare at her, "You forgot to put Mr. Bananas," She dangled the monkey from a finger as she slid off the bed, "Back in his crib, I had a sad and tired Payton on my hands."

Chloe doesn't even remember seeing it, let alone remember that he'd dropped it, but it was early and she was half awake. Resting a shoulder against the door frame she asked the question that had been gnawing at her, "Should we worry that he's so attached to it?"

"Nahh he's learning how to self sooth or whatever," Giving each of them a kiss and handing Payton the monkey Beca slipped past the two in what little space remained in the doorway, "It's normal for kids his age to be attached to something, his thing just happens to be Mr. Bananas. He's happy," She chuckled when he bit down on an ear, "And they're cute together, just be glad it's not a fork…"

"You're right…when did you get so smart," Reaching out Chloe pinched Beca's cheek.

"It's called the world wide web Chlo," Beca deadpanned slapping the hand away.

Chloe rolled her eyes cutting Beca off at the stairs, "Look at you reading parenting websites."

"Whatever," Slapping a jean clad ass Beca used her best demanding tone, "Now go make me my breakfast woman!"

Marching down the steps Chloe started chanting, "Who wants food…Payton wants food," Peppering his face with kisses he smiled and squirmed in her arms, "Who wants rice cereal," She picked up his little hand in victory, "Payton wants rice cereal!"

"And Beca doesn't want to clean that shit up," The brunette griped shoving her hands in the hoodie's pockets.

"What babe," Chloe turned to watch her childlike wife dramatically pounded her feet down the steps.

Last time was the worst, Beca only turned her back from the highchair for a minute to grab a clean spoon, but she accidentally left the bowl within Payton's reach. When she turned around he'd flipped it over and was slapping his hands in the spilled, mushy cereal. And that shit was everywhere, on his face, in his hair and ears and all over the floor. The end result was her covered in cereal and an impromptu sink bath for Payton with Chloe fucking laughing and videoing the whole thing.

"Nothing," That tone made Beca kind of nervous, it meant that Chloe might, but then again might not have heard every word she said. Regardless she wasn't falling for the fishing for information scheme again, instead she brightly smiled and said, "He loves that stuff."

"Yes he does and you love feeding it to him."

Stopping at Payton's bedroom door Beca shuffled around anxiously, "I'm just gonna grab him an extra change of clothes," She said pointing behind her.

"Good idea," Chloe started down the steps, stopping halfway she turned and grinned. Did Beca really think she wouldn't notice that his clothes had been changed, she's not blind he's in a red and blue stripped onesie with #ladiesman plastered across the front, "And it better be the cute shirt he had on an hour ago, it's from Aubrey and I want to send her a pic."

"But he loses so many cool points wearing that," Beca's shoulders slumped, her outfit was way more awesome then that atrocity, "He's not your personal Barbie doll, you can't just dress him up in uncool things. At least I give him some style so he looks like the little badass that he is."

Chloe would soon see this, Beca had a whole calendar of fucking awesome baby outfits that she picked out.

---

Once Chloe left for work and Payton went down for his morning nap, Beca started setting up for the final three pictures. The printing company said they could have the calendars ready by this afternoon as long as everything was in by lunchtime. It was a bit of a time crunch, but she'd purposefully saved the easiest and least amount of baby wrangling pictures for last.

Setting the baby monitor on the kitchen table Beca ripped open a bag of orange balloons and started blowing them up to look like the those little California mandarin oranges in the Cuties box. Chloe ate them like crazy and was always bringing home a giant blue box of them at least twice a month.

It was a totally brilliant picture idea, Chloe loved those little oranges and she was always referring to Payton as her little cutie. So why wouldn't Beca dress him up in a solid orange onesie then set him in the box amongst the balloons? It was the perfect combination of two things Chloe loved. She even setup the whole scene to look like the box had just been brought home from the grocery store, all that was missing was Payton Mitchell's smiling face.

With a nod, Beca proudly looked over the table littered with shopping bags, a couple cereal boxes and vegetables, "Chloe is going to fucking love it…"

---

"Ok Pay," Beca easily slipped a tiny orange beanie over her son's head, "Can you smile real big for me," She placed a couple fingers at the corner of her mouth stretching her smile. When he lightly laughed she stepped forward and kissed a cheek, "Yep, just like that, mommy will love that."

Adding the a couple more balloons Beca adjusted his hat one final time then set Mr. Bananas next to the box, because what the hell, it was already in all the other pictures.

Backing away Beca gave Payton a thumbs up, "Ok let's do this…"

Reaching for the camera Beca glanced down for a microsecond to turn it on and when her eyes moved back to the table she nearly had a heart attack. Payton's mouth was currently attached to a balloon and he was about to bite down.

"Holy shit…" Jumping forward Beca snatched the balloon away and they both looked at each other a little stunned. She could tell by his little furrowed brow and pouted lips that he wasn't sure if he should cry, "No, no, no, please," She begged like she was saying a prayer. That's the same sad frown Chloe makes just in miniature form, "Please, don't give me that face…"

Beca feels awful about stealing the balloon away, but the last thing she needs is for it to explode in his face. She had no choice, it was dangerous, he could've swallowed a piece of plastic and the noise alone would've scarred him for life. She had a similar reaction to clowns when she was two and to this day she hates them and it's something Chloe takes great pleasure in knowing. But that doesn't matter, the point is she'd hate for him to have that same stressful feeling over a fucking balloon.

"That was mommy's bad," Beca seriously spoke pointing to herself, "I take full blame for that fuck up, I should've learned my lesson with the Christmas lights."

Tossing the balloon up Beca tapped it in the air and Payton followed it with his eyes until it fell out of sight. That little distraction did the trick and he forgot all about crying and switched his focus to chewing on the box.

Beca figured he was safe doing that and she took a few seconds to clean the camera lens, but that was mistake. When she looked up Payton was reaching for another balloon and she instinctively made a lunge for it and the death grip she applied made it to pop. She froze, waiting on the inevitable cry, but it never came, instead Payton found it to be the funniest thing on the face of the planet. He was laughing so hard that his cheeks were red and his eyes were crinkling at the sides in this unique way that just screamed Chloe. Despite the uncanny resemblance to a certain redhead, she still thinks he looks like a little old man doubled over in laughter.

"Ok buddy say cheese," Lifting the camera Beca focused on Payton who wasn't even looking at her, "Hey," She snapped her fingers trying to gain his attention as his laughter started dwindling. She needed to act fast or she'd lose the shot, picking up her foot she stomped down on the discarded balloon causing another loud pop to resonate through the kitchen. Payton immediately froze before laughing hysterically again, "Bingo."

She quickly took a dozen pictures, all uniquely different, but she loved each and every one. He seriously couldn't get any more perfect, she was so lucky to be this little boy's mom.

Putting the camera strap over her shoulder Beca picked Payton up and looked him in the eyes, "Your other mom was right, you totally are a cutie," As she spoke a hand came up and grabbed her lips. She lightly bit the fingers making him giggle, "Can I get kisses please," She lightly chuckled when he leaned forward delivering a sloppy open mouthed kiss to the side of her face. Turing and kissing his cheek she laughed, "I love you too Pay…"

Making her way into the living room Beca exchanged his orange beanie for a red and white stripped one, "Alright, let's make you a baby Waldo then we can take a break and play with some toys…"

---

Sitting at the kitchen table, Beca was juggling half a turkey sandwich, her laptop and Payton's bottle all at once. He was just starting to get the hang of holding it and only needed a little guidance every few minutes when it slipped. Setting her sandwich down she swiped her fingers along the track pad inspecting all the pictures they'd taken.

"Look at this one Pay," Beca excitedly said stopping on the final picture of the day, he was dressed in a black t-shirt, jeans, a pair of converse and an oversized maroon Treblemakers jacket, "We need to send Uncle Jesse a big thank you for letting us borrow his prized possession."

This whole picture was last minute, because Beca had no other idea for November and she refused to dress Payton up like a turkey even though Stacie thought it'd be cute. Instead she figured that since he was a boy and therefore couldn't be a Barden Bella that she'd go with the painfully obvious alternative, a Treblemaker. After signing a contract, with the weird stipulation of watching the Lego Movie, Jesse allowed her to borrow his jacket and foam finger he'd swiped from Benji.

The jacket was huge, it looked like a baby snuggie and Payton was about to topple over, but her black Ray Ban's, his half-smirk along with the words Future Treblemaker spelled out in maroon and yellow fridge magnets behind him was awesome. He and Mr. Bananas, looked like a total fucking badasses.

Cropping the picture Beca added it to the online program she'd been using and kissed the top of Payton's head whispering, "I think we have a winner buddy."

Beca was just finalizing everything and was about to click the submit button when FaceTime rang. Taking the empty bottle from Payton's hands she set it and her plate aside before pulling her laptop closer.

"Who's that buddy," Beca's smile increased seeing Chloe's picture and name as she angled the screen so Payton could see, "I don't know, should we answer it," That earned her some babbling making her laugh, "Well if you insist…"

Pressing the answer button, Beca happily stated, "Hello my hot baby mama!"

"Hey babe," Chloe grinned. Hearing hands impatiently banging on the table she shifted her eyes to their son with a laugh, "Hey Payton, how's my little cutie!"

He instantly grinned and Beca's heart almost exploded watching his face light up at the familiar face and voice, "What's up?"

Chloe would give a million bucks to be at home with her two favorite people right now, "Not much, I had a couple minutes before my next class and I missed you guys."

The slight disappointment in the upbeat voice didn't go unnoticed and Beca gave a sympathetic smile, "We miss you too…"

"How's things at the Mitchell homestead?"

"We're doing awesome, we just finished lunch," Laughing Beca picked Payton up from where he was sucking on the edge of the tabletop, "Apparently he's just finishing dessert…" Holding him under his arms, she rested his feet on her thighs and he immediately started happily bouncing while shoving fingers in his mouth. She and Chloe chuckled when he leisurely placed a foot on the table, "We made baby mixes and we played with toys and in a few minutes we're going to read some books and take a nap."

"You napping too," Chloe teased already knowing the answer.

Beca hadn't thought about that, buy what the hell, "Oh absolutely, this whole mom gig is hard work, gotta take advantage of sleep any way I can."

"Sounds like fun…" Just then a loud burp interrupted Chloe and everyone, including Payton, laughed.

"Well excuse you bro," Beca deadpanned as Payton went right back to bouncing.

"Sounds like someone had a really good lunch," That cheered Chloe up a little bit more, giving her the last little oomph she needed to finish her Friday strong.

Turning Payton towards her, Beca blew a raspberry on his stomach, "That one came deep from the gut didn't it bud?"

Payton shrieked with delight and Chloe's smile intensified, "You guys are crazy."

"But you love us," Beca smashed her cheek against Payton's as they grinned at Chloe, "So we have a little surprise for you…" She baited her wife tauntingly.

"Oh yeah," Chloe's voice perked up, she loved surprises, "Do I get any hints?"

Beca raised a what-do-you-think eyebrow at Payton and she immediately got a tiny finger poke to her nose. She took that and the slobber running down his chin as a no, "That's why it's called a surprise Chlo, you'll just have to wait."

There was a few seconds of silence and Beca knew the puppy dog eyes and pout were coming out in full force. They always did when gifts or surprises were involved and she wasn't going to let it win this time. So instead she started making faces a Payton.

"I get nothing," Came Chloe's whiny reply.

"Nope, right little dude," Wiping Payton's chin with a napkin Beca nodded when his nonsense talk and smiles started again. Looking at the camera she shrugged, "Nope."

"Damn…"

"And you tell me not to curse," Beca laughed sitting Payton back in her lap, handing him Mr. Bananas he cuddled it to his chest and settled down, "How come your other mom can curse but not me," She asked looking down, but got no reaction out of her son, "That shit's not right."

"Bec," Chloe warned, but deep down she was laughing.

"I'm just saying…"

Chloe waved her students in hearing a knock, "I hate to break up the party, but I need to go."

"Ok…" Beca playfully frowned jetting out her bottom lip. She awkwardly waved when a few students head popped into view and she heard a bunch of hey Beca and baby Mitchell's, "Hey guys," Picking up a tiny hand she waved it, "Payton says hi too."

"Ok Bec we'll see you in a few hours," Chloe blew a couple of kisses, "Bye Payton!"

Leaning over Beca's finger hovered the cursor over the red end call button, "Sounds like a plan Stan, I love you…" That got a bunch of awes from girls she couldn't see.

"I love you too," Beca was so adorable Chloe thought watching the blush creep up her wife's face, "See ya after rehearsals!"

Ending the call Beca maximized the webpage she'd been using and gave everything a final look then hit submit. A few seconds later a message appeared stating that her order for five calendars would be ready for pick up in a few hours.

Closing the laptop Beca looked down, in the span of two minutes Payton had halfway fallen asleep with his head resting in the crook of her elbow while Mr. Bananas had fallen to the floor. Gently moving him to a more comfortable position she smiled when he grabbed her shirt and rested his head close to her shoulder.

Beca slowly stood and quietly placed the dirty dishes in the sink, kissing the top of his head she whispered, "Come on buddy, let's go take that nap and then we'll go see mom…"

The second Beca stepped out of the kitchen she stopped and moon walked backwards to pick up Payton's favorite toy, "Don't want to forget Mr. Bananas…"

---

"Thanks again for all the help Stace," Beca softly stated as they made their way towards Chloe's classroom.

Shifting the boxes in her hands Stacie smiled at her best friend, "No problem."

Adjusting the bag on her shoulder Beca stopped in front of Chloe's door and gratefully smiled, "Not just for carrying all my shit," On a whim Beca bought a shit ton cupcakes for Chloe's class, she couldn't help it, the bakery next to the printing place looked enticing and smelled even better once she and Payton stepped inside. She might've indulged a little too much, because along with the cupcakes she also picked up a box of these giant oatmeal raisin cookies for after dinner, they were so unhealthy, but so worth it, "But also for your help with the pictures."

"Anytime, it was fun and I wish I could stay to see Chloe's reaction, but Chris and I are meeting his parents for dinner," Stacie winked at her godson who had been intently staring at her the whole way down the hall. Blowing a kiss, a half smile crept up his face and even though this mother and son weren't biologically related that was definitely a trick he'd learned from Beca, "I'll drop by this weekend for a visit."

"Sounds good we can order take out or something," Removing Payton's penguin beanie she shoved it in her jacket pocket, "Look at that hat hair son…" Using her fingers she tried to smooth out the little bit of dark brown hair that was sticking out in every direction from the static electricity, "What will the ladies think?"

Stacie closely watched Beca interact with Payton and she came to the conclusion that this is another one of those moments were her best friend was completely happy. She's seen it a few times throughout their friendship, the first time the Bellas won nationals and the day they graduated, but it was really evident the day Beca and Chloe finally kissed, when the two got engaged and then married, oh and she'll never forget the look Beca wore when she carried Payton out to meet everyone the day he was born. All those looks were of someone who finally had everything they ever wanted and it was all thanks to that relentless, never give up, effervescently happy redhead.

There was no doubt about it, Chloe had swooped in, staked her claim and flipped Beca Mitchell's life upside down and ignited this fire that has only intensified over the years that the two have been together. Yet Chloe never tries to change Beca and in Stacie's eyes that's the best part. Chloe accepts and loves the edginess, the sarcastic comments and the guarded air of mystery that genuinely makes up Beca's natural defense mechanism. Stacie easily looked over that as she and Beca really started becoming close friends, but by the end of sophomore year it was really thanks to Chloe's general poking a prodding that all their friends got to see what they have known all along. That Beca is the biggest softie on the face of the planet.

"They'll think he's going for the windswept look," Stacie added.

"Yeah, but the wife won't see it that way," Beca stressed, "She'll give me shit for not attempting to make him look presentable, even though we know the girls go crazy for that look," Payton looked from Stacie to her and grinned making her laugh. Looking directly at him she bluntly stated, "And if this mommy wants a piece of the action from your other smoking hot mommy tonight we need…"

"Beca Mitchell are you using your son to get laid?" Stacie interrupted.

"What…" Beca can't believe she let that slip and she also knows she couldn't blame the redness growing on her cheeks from the cold, but she'll try, "Dude no, not what I meant…" Fuck Stacie was smirking at her, "I don't have to use him I'm perfectly capable of getting it all by myself…yep totally gonna shut up now."

Stacie cleared her throat trying to cover up her amusement as Beca's mouth snapped shut. Her best friend's level of embarrassment was through the roof and it was awesome, "You know what's weird?"

"W-what," Beca shifted her eyes away praying the conversation wasn't going to take an inappropriate turn.

"That you get all squeamish talking about sex, but," Stacie poked Beca's arm to get her attention, "You're far from that in the bedroom, I know I heard it and walked in on it when I lived with you two. Considering how you make Chloe scream and moan I'm surprised she can even sing."

Yep, the conversation totally went there Beca thought, "And on that note…" Her voice trailed off as she occupied her hands adjusting Payton's sock, "No more talk like that around my child."

"Using the mom mode to divert attention, I love it," Stacie teased.

Beca good naturedly rolled her eyes, "I'd just rather teach him that if he's wants to lure someone in as hot as Chloe, you gotta be subtle and look somewhat put together."

Reaching for the door handle Stacie stopped and turned, "Please we all know you could've worn a trash bag and sang Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer and Chloe still would've wanted to jump your bones."

"Whatever dude," Beca laughed knowing that statement wasn't far from the truth, "At least it's better than your tactic."

"You know what they say, if you got it, flaunt it…"

Beca looked at Payton and shook her head, "Watch out for girls like Aunt Stacie and remember there's more to a person than the goodies they flaunt."

About half the time, just like right now, Beca talked to Payton like he was a tiny adult and it never failed to make Stacie laugh.

"Ok, you ready to surprise mom," Giving Payton a quick kiss Beca pressed a finger to his lips whispering, "But we need to keep quiet."

If Stacie's hands weren't occupied she'd be throwing them in the air as she squealed, "Bechloe and a Bechloe baby is probably the greatest gifts given to the acapella world."

Even though Stacie loved to poke fun, and took every opportunity to do it, she was happy to see those two so completely in love with each other. Their relationship was the stuff dreams are made of, their love story is epic and is filled with so much fluffy goodness that only a handful of her favorite fanfic writers could ever conjure up something so perfect.

"You and Jessica talk too much," Beca shook her head as Stacie grinned excitedly, "I swear you two are the co-capitans of this so called Bechloe ship," She only really entertains this whole idea because those two bozos and Chloe think it's funny. The nomenclature had already been around for years once she and Chloe finally got their shit together so now she just deals with it, "So capitan do I have permission to go see the other half of Bechloe?" That effectively shut Stacie up and she smirked gesturing to the door, "Open the damn door."

"Ok…"

Almost as soon as the door cracked singing could be heard and Payton's head whipped towards the new sounds. His senses were in overdrive, his head and eyes were moving in every direction trying to absorb every new voice as all three of them silently crossed the room towards Chloe's desk.

Setting the cupcakes down Stacie whispered, "Ok I'll see you guys later," Getting a nod she grinned and tapped Payton's shoulder, "Bye handsome," He stopped staring at the choir and grinned up at her, tapping a cheek she leaned closer, "Can I get kiss for the road?"

"Quit flirting with my son," Beca whisper yelled taking a protective step back covering his eyes, "You've been doing it since you pulled him from his car seat," It was probably just Stacie's natural instinct to squeeze her boobs together when asking for a kiss, but Payton was a baby and the only boobs he needed to see were Chloe's while getting fed, "Go home to your man and get kisses there, this one's mine."

Blowing a kiss Stacie winked, she loved pushing Beca Mitchell's buttons especially in a room full of people, "Just an FYI, he's already a total chick magnet."

"I know, I know he's got tons of baby swagger, now go," Beca mouthed out setting Payton's bag and Chloe's gift down as Stacie slowly backed out the door.

Flipping around so Payton could see and hear everything that was going on Beca began unbuttoning his jacket. She was just easing him out of it when he started smiling and bouncing in her arms making the girls in the front row laugh. Looking at them with pleading eyes she silently sent a message to keep focused and not acknowledge them. However, that cover was blown to smithereens when Payton decided to play the shy card and bury his face in her neck when one of the girls sent him a small wave.

Yep, the chicks were already digging her son Beca thought, although she's pretty confident Payton did that shit with the sole motive of charming the girls.

Kissing the side of his head, Beca set his jacket aside and moved closer to the group. With thirty new faces and voices to take in she knows Payton hasn't realized that Chloe was standing right in front of them. And as if on cue the second they stopped moving the singing was cut off and Chloe began flipping pages in her sheet music.

"Ok guys…" Even though Chloe was looking at the score she heard the quiet commotion floating around her as she tapped her fingers on the edge of the music stand not even bothering to acknowledge it, "Let's go back to the second verse," The laughter and talking was getting louder, looking up she sighed, "I know it's Friday and we're all tired, but let's push through this please."

The group and Beca were about to keel over with laughter because the second Chloe uttered ok guys, Payton had recognized the voice and he began squirming and wiggling excitedly in her arms. After that, every word her wife said seemed to excite him more and the general incoherent babbling he was doing was steadily increasing in volume the more animated the class got.

This was awesome, Beca was having a proud mom moment right now because Payton had recognized Chloe just by her voice. She wasn't even attempting to quiet him either, she was just letting him roll with it, because watching him do everything in his tiny little body's power to get his mom's attention was pretty hilarious.

The miniature ball of Chloe Beale energy was doing everything short of yelling, "Hey mom look at me!" He was kicking his legs, stretching his arms towards Chloe while his yelps and giggles were his way of showing just how excited he was to see his mom.

The redhead however just kept right on trucking, this was Chloe in full on teacher mode. Beca was impressed, Chloe didn't even bat an eye and was refusing to give in and turn to see exactly who the students were now blatantly laughing at and she loved every second of it.

By this point the class was loud, really loud, and Chloe knew it was because it was Friday, but they needed to finish this section before taking a break. Shifting her eyes up she surveyed her class, no one was looking at her or their music.

"Christina," Chloe sternly stated pointing to the black haired girl in the front row, "You want to tell me why no one's focused on their music…"

Chloe barely registered Christina saying something about guests before her face broke out in the biggest smile. She'd recognize Beca's laugh and Payton Mitchell's happy sounds any day of the week, it just sucks that she was so caught up in practice that she hadn't noticed them sooner.

Setting the sheet music down Chloe flipped around and Payton froze then looked at Beca then back at her and ginned.

"Why didn't you guys speak up sooner," Chloe playfully demanded holding her hands out as she made her way towards them.

"We," Beca had a hard time maneuvering their son who was preparing for the inevitable hug he knew he was getting, "Well Payton wanted to say hello first, he insisted."

Chloe laughed, she hardly paid attention to anything Beca just said, because the cutest kid ever was vying for her attention and how could she not focus on that. Other people's kids might be cute but they don't compare to her and Beca's. Yes that sounds conceited and arrogant and usually she'd feel bad even thinking things like that, but she can't help it, Payton Mitchell is the cutest kid around.

"Hey cutie," Chloe's heart melted the second Payton was in her arms, lifting him so she could see his face he grinned letting out a string of baby gibberish resting his hands on her cheeks, "I missed you so much too…" Peppering kisses over his face made him wiggle like crazy and she couldn't see it, but she heard the click of a camera. Bringing him closer, she pressed her lips to the top of his head and winked at her wife as he snuggled against her, "I love you Pay…"

"Geesh I see where I stand," Beca joked shoving her hands in her back pockets with a smile.

"Don't worry I'm glad you're here too," Stepping closer Chloe lightly kissed the brunette.

"Only because I brought you this little dude. And…" Beca motioned an elbow towards the packages on the desk, "Because I brought you and your class," She stressed the last words loudly, "Totally unhealthy, but delicious cupcakes."

That earned cheers and high fives and Chloe quickly called a fifteen minute break. Moving closer to Beca she smiled, it was so nice to think of her entire class and this must be the surprise she was told about, "Thanks babe you're the best."

"Well I try…" Beca twirled her hands and bowed making Chloe and Payton giggle.

"What's the occasion?"

"You're channeling you inner Aubrey Posen and I thought everyone could use a welcomed break," Beca got a light shove for that as she reached for a couple of cupcakes, "Practice on a Friday, I half expected to walk in on a mutiny similar to that one I found freshman year."

"Hey that was because I was defending your talent…"

"No that was because Aubrey was being a controlling bitch," Beca set the cupcakes on the piano fallboard with a raised eyebrow, "When I got there Fat Amy had you two in a headlock."

"This is true," Chloe conceded. She'll admit that wasn't one of her finest moments, but Aubrey deserved it.

Grabbing a couple chairs Beca dragged them and all her bags to the space between the piano and desk. Shrugging out of her jacket she tossed it aside and rummaged through Payton's bag for his blanket. Spreading it on the floor she then tossed some toys out before gently setting Mr. Bananas directly in the middle.

"All this for one hour," Chloe joked, scanning the toys and stuffed animals.

"I wanted to make sure he had everything he needed," Beca shyly stated scratching the back of her neck, she may have gone a bit overboard.

Toeing off her shoes, Chloe gave Beca a quick kiss, "You are seriously the best," She whispered before sitting down on the blanket.

It didn't matter if they were surrounded by students or in the middle of the living room, Chloe never thought twice about settling on the ground to play with their son. As Beca sat there watching Chloe help Payton tap out a song on a kid's xylophone with a yellow plastic mallet and then seeing him get extremely excited about it was awesome. However when the verse of Do-Re-Me from The Sound of Music ended, Chloe made a funny sound and bopped his nose lightly with the mallet making him fall over hysterically laughing. Chloe was made to be a mom, Payton literally looked at her like she was the best thing since sliced bread and Beca realized that life was pretty damn perfect.

"Thanks for coming early babe," Chloe happily stated setting the instrument aside. Giving Payton another kiss she placed him in the middle of the toys and stood.

"As if we'd miss it," Beca handed over a cupcake as she finished off hers.

"Thanks," Licking the icing off the top Chloe sat in a chair and fully took in what her son was wearing, "I'm loving his outfit Bec," The little tan cargo pants and bright multicolored checkered button down shirt screamed coolest baby on the block, "He's looking very dapper."

"Well there's ladies to impress, so we dressed accordingly," Beca shot back, "Although his hair isn't long enough for the fo-hawk yet and he wasn't feeling the shoes," She paused as a couple of students kneeled down next to him to play and he smiled, "But over all I'd say they're swooning," She side whispered.

"So are you trying to impress the ladies too," Chloe questioned noting how Beca's ass was on point in those jeans and how the plaid shirt was almost identical to Payton's.

"Well I only have one lady to impress," Beca casually stated stopping a ball that had rolled away from the small congregation of girls playing with Payton.

Leaning over Chloe kissed a cheek, "Consider her impressed."

"Oh yeah?"

"Mmhmm," Chloe nodded and moved her lips to Beca's ear so she couldn't be overheard, "She's cashing in that rain check tonight."

Beca froze, shifting her eyes to the group on the floor she let out the breath she'd been holding after checking that they were preoccupied with Payton and hadn't heard that statement.

Shaking the fog from her head Beca shot Chloe a glare, "Please, there are children around and I'm not just talking about ours."

Throwing her head back Chloe laughed at the flustered high pitched tone, "Whatever you say Mitchell…" Standing up she stretched and was just about to call the two minute warning when she felt a tug on her sweater. Looking down she was handed an orange gift bag that was so bright she wondered how she missed it in the first place. Plopping back down in her seat she smiled, "What's this?"

"You're surprise," Beca simply stated doing a Vanna White hand motion over the bag.

Chloe was confused, "But I thought that was you and our little guy arriving early with cupcakes."

"Those were a…" Beca paused trying to figure out the best wording, "They were an added bonus. This," She swung the bag from a finger and it was quickly taken, "Is what Payton and I really came to give you," Turning in her chair she asked the girls if she could borrow her son for a few minutes and he was immediately handed over. Settling him in her lap she grinned, "We've been working on it for a couple of weeks?"

"Well thank you," Chloe gently smiled at her wife then wiggled her son's foot, "Did I miss an anniversary or holiday or something?"

Chloe seemed truly surprised and Beca loved it, "Not exactly, but when you pullout the first item, it'll make way more sense."

"Ok…"

Removing the tissue paper Chloe pulled out some sort of professionally made booklet. Flipping it over the first thing she saw was the picture she took of Payton in a New Year's Eve top hat and that tacky tuxedo shirt onesie Beca insisted he wear for the night. Above the picture was the title, 365 Days of Payton Mitchell and opening it to the first page she realized that it wasn't a book, it was a calendar and a really amazing one. Flipping through each page she was speechless, there was everything from Super Mario to Capitan America to Harry Potter. Payton was even dressed as Paul McCartney, complete with a little bass guitar, for the month of June because the two shared the same birthday. It was all very creative and she had no idea how Beca pulled this off without her knowing.

"Bec…I love it," Chloe whipped the tears from her eyes, "I really don't know what to say other than thank you."

"You're welcome, I know how you love hanging new pictures of Payton up for everyone to see, I figured this would add to the fun," Beca's idea was a success and Chloe's reaction was more than she'd hoped. She even got a couple of thumbs up from some students, "We were going to wait until Valentine's Day, but while looking up wacky holidays I came across something you'll like, check out today."

Before that Chloe leaned over and kissed her wife and son's cheek, this idea was so unique and thoughtful that she was in total shock, she wasn't expecting anything like this today.

Holding up the calendar the redhead chucked at the picture of Payton hidden amongst a ton of toys, peaking from behind the pages she laughed, "I found Waldo!"

Beca grinned and gave Payton a mini-high five, "I guess we'll have to be stealthier next time buddy," That got her an incoherent reply from her son whose mouth was attached to her fingers.

"Beca don't let him do that…"

"It's like a millimeter of icing he'll be fine, it's not like I gave him an entire cupcake…"

"Whatever," Chloe playfully chided. Moving her eyes back to the calendar her face lit up when it landed on today's date, "Today is National Cuddle Up Day!"

Beca laughed at the excitement, she's honestly surprised Chloe didn't know about it, "Yep a whole day dedicated to your favorite activity."

"Is this why you asked me to cuddle this morning," Chloe watched Beca's face redden in embarrassment as a grumbled yes was given, "I should've known, you never initiate cuddles," She smiled and some students laughed.

Beca watched Chloe flip through the pages again and every so often she'd ask for an explanation. Like why Payton was sitting in front of a chalkboard full of mathematical equations wearing grey hair and an E=MC2 shirt. That one was simple, he was baby Einstein and September was the month the guy published the theory of relativity.

"He's like your own personal Barbie doll," Chloe proudly stated.

"He's Ken, not Barbie," Beca corrected knowingly, "And we did not play dress up, we had a photo shoot, ask Stacie."

Somewhere during the discussion about July Payton was handed off to one of his future babysitters named Christina. Beca lets Chloe think she's doing it to be nice because the girl asked twice, but she's really doing it to make sure the girl doesn't drop him. And judging by how entertained and content he was sitting in Christina's lap with two girls flanking him, he seemed just fine.

Elbowing the redhead, who was explaining why Mr. Bananas was in every picture to a couple of students, she tried to inconspicuously point in the direction of the three girls, "Look how much game my son has…"

Payton was looking at each girl with wide eyes as they talked to him and they were eating up all the cute things he was doing, even if he was just sucking on his fingers.

"He's a baby, everyone loves babies," Chloe lightheartedly reprimanded with a chuckle.

"You should've seen the way he was looking at Stacie, he was luring her in with his cuteness, the same thing he's doing to them."

"He smiles at every one, Stacie isn't new. Besides she probably flashed her boobs at him to get a reaction…"

Beca crossed her arms and let out a huff, "Ok fine I bet you ten dollars that when he's a senior in high school he'll have to fend off the prom dates with a fucking stick."

"I'm not betting on our son," Chloe shot back closing the calendar and setting it aside.

"That's because you know I'm right…" Beca smugly stated looking away.

Chloe repeatedly poked a cheek until she got a laugh, "Thank you so much Bec, I love this, it's the perfect gift."

"Anything for you," Beca softly smiled finally turning back to her wife, man she could tell Chloe wanted to kiss her but was holding back because of the students around them. Instead she gave a wink that said save it for later and handed back the gift bag, "There's a few other things you missed."

"There's more…"

Reaching in Chloe pulled out three movies she hadn't seen, Big Hero 6, The Lego Movie and Inside Out, which was at the top of her list. Setting the DVD's aside she pulled out a couple bags of popcorn, some Sno Caps, a box of Mike & Ikes, Twizzlers and Milk Duds, all classic ingredients for a movie night. Raising an eyebrow she got a smile and nod toward the bag indicating there was something else.

At the very bottom were three sets of dark blue pajama pants and grey long sleeved t-shirts tied together with a red ribbon. Flipping over the attached card, which looked like a movie ticket, she lightly laughed at the invitation, Must be worn for admission to The Cuddle Club's first annual movie night.

"Beca," Chloe breathed out putting everything away. There goes her wife hitting her with something so unexpected and so incredibly sweet, "You didn't have to do this, you hate movies."

"I know, but it was our son's idea," Beca's hands gestured excitedly. To be honest, she was kind of intrigued by Big Hero Six and was actually looking forward to watching it, "And what says cuddling better than movies and dinner on the couch."

"You two are seriously the best," Chloe beamed, she totally scored one amazing wife and kid. Linking their fingers she gave them three squeezes, silently saying I love you and it was immediately returned.

Beca nonchalantly shrugged, "Well you know I don't like to toot my own horn, but since you opened the door," Balling up her fist, she held it up and sharply pulled down giving a couple whistles. Laughter burst their little bubble and she tried to play it off by slapping her thighs, "Well as much as I hate being the bad guy, but you need to finish practice before we can start movie night. Plus Payton wants to hear more singing."

"Oh," Chloe almost forgot she was in the middle of rehearsal, checking her watch she made a worried face, Beca and Payton had taken up close to thirty minutes. She wasn't mad, they were always worth it, besides it was Friday and everyone deserved a little time to relax. Standing she brightly smiled, "Ok guys let's run straight through the songs we worked then call it a day."

There were a couple groans as the students shuffled back to their seats and Beca just sat back and smugly smiled. She knew the feeling, she'd done her time under Chloe and Aubrey's reign her freshman year. And for once it was nice to prop her feet up, watch her wife work and not have to worry about running scales or steps.

Seeing Christina make her way over with Payton, Beca bolted from her chair. She maybe got three full steps in before a sneaky redhead intercepted, swooped in and took Payton right from her fingertips. Watching Chloe make him fly back to the podium saying super baby in an energetic heroic type tone made not only Payton and the class laugh, but her too, for the millionth time that day.

Beca was so focused on the two people in front of her that she stepped on a toy and nearly face planted. The scene was kind of ironic, because over the years she's seen tons of Chloe's baby pictures at the Beale's house, but it never quite prepared her for seeing a real life version. Yes Payton's a boy, but that didn't matter, because when the two smiled face-to-face, like right now, he was all Chloe, from the color of his eyes to the slope of his nose to the curve of his chin. She always said she wanted a mini Chloe running around and she got it, boy did she get it, and she was the luckiest person alive.

"You want me to take him while you finish up," Beca offered watching Payton kick his feet and giggle as Chloe brought him closer and tickled his stomach. Holding out her hands she flexed her fingers, but instead of getting the outstretched arms like normal, Payton immediately gripped her wife's sweater giving her this I'm-not-leaving-my-moms-side type of look, "Well ok then…"

"I'm good," Chloe laughed at Beca's dejected face and slumped shoulders when Payton nestled in closer fully intent on staying right where he was. Gently rubbing his back she kissed the top of his head, "We'll be done in ten minutes."

Nodding Beca quietly moved back to her seat as Chloe began giving instructions and prepping for the next song. Once the singing started Payton perked up and was completely captivated by the soft easy melody. He didn't make a sound, he just hung onto Chloe's sweater with one hand and held Mr. Bananas in the other as his head moved in the direction of each new voice he heard, including Chloe's, who would smile at him every time she flipped a page of her music. It was inspiring watching how Chloe could direct a choir and be a mom all at the same time while never missing a single downbeat.

When the song ended Chloe turned to Beca and happily stated, "He likes it! I think we got a future musician on our hands…"

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Later that night all three were lounging on the couch in their matching pajamas wrapped up in blankets watching Big Hero 6. Payton had a big day so Chloe wasn't surprised that after his bath and dinner he was quietly sitting or laying between them huddled in his own blanket playing with Mr. Bananas and a few other toys.

Walking her fingers towards the arm stretched across the back of the couch Chloe linked their fingers. She saw the instant smile, but Beca never turned from the TV, "Thank you for everything today…"

Turning her head Beca connected their eyes, "Your welcome and I'm glad you liked it because we," She glanced down at Payton then back up, "Worked hard to make today perfect."

"It really was," Chloe has loved every second of celebrating National Cuddle Up Day and to top it off their favorite pizza would be delivered any minute, "I love you so much."

"I love you too," Beca carefully braced a hand on the cushion so she wouldn't knock Payton over and gave a slow and easy kiss. Pulling back she warmly smiled, "But I swear to god if you tell anyone we're wearing matching pajamas I will…" She gave her best menacing face and used her thumb in a slashing motion across her neck, "End you…"

Throwing her head back Chloe laughed, "I'm safe, I don't have to tell people you're a dork, they already know," But that wasn't going to stop her from taking a picture later for evidence, "What little badassness you had left flew right out the door the day our little guy was born."

"Whatever," It was no use debating, Beca knew that was completely true, but she wasn't going to give Chloe the satisfaction acknowledging it out lout, "Can I get back to watching this movie now?"

The irritation in the brunette's voice was cute and Chloe chuckled, "I thought you didn't like kid's movies?"

"Well technically I don't like any movie, but we have a kid now, so…" Beca defended shoving a handful of popcorn in her mouth.

"So that's the excuse you're using?"

"Totally…"

"Whatever you say babe," Chloe didn't miss the tiny laugh or smile creeping up Beca's face as Baymax stumbled through the house as its battery died. Yeah Beca totally liked this movie even though she wasn't going to admit it.

A couple hours later it had gotten suspiciously quiet and neither her wife or son were giggling at Inside Out anymore. Since finishing dinner they'd stretched out along the u-shaped couch with their heads at opposite ends from each other.

Sitting up, Chloe detangled their legs and her heart melted at the sight of Beca flat on her back, Payton curled up on her chest with a blanket half covering them. They were both sound asleep and her wife's arms were loosely, yet protectively, wrapped around their son so he wouldn't fall. It was such an incredibly loving and selfless act, just one of many that were constantly done for her or Payton, that she didn't know how Beca ever had any doubts that she wasn't a great mother. In Chloe's eyes Beca was the best mom she could've ever asked for and there wasn't anyone else she'd ever picture sitting with her right now.

All throughout college, way before they were together, Chloe dreamt about romance and love and family and through every dream she'd never see the persons face until the very last second. Then right before she'd wake up, the figure would turn, kiss her, reach for her hand or chase after their kid and each and every time it was Beca. It's always been Beca, she was just too stubborn to see that when her feelings started developing into something more, because she feared a broken heart. But all that doesn't matter anymore, everything had worked out, Beca was the love of her life and the person who was making all those dreams come true.

Now the only question Chloe is asking herself is how can life get better? And right now the answer to that question is it can't, because that's her insanely adorable family asleep right in front her. She already has the perfect wife and the most incredibly perfect little boy, so why would she want to improve upon perfection.

Wiping away a few happy tears Chloe grabbed her phone and moved in closer for a better angle on her two loves. Snapping the picture she sent it off to her and Beca's mothers before posting it to Facebook and Instagram with the caption, My main squeeze and my mini-me during our first family movie night #iwantinonthecuddles #youcanthavethemtheyremine.

Setting her phone aside Chloe shook her head with a grin, Payton Mitchell was definitely Beca's son, he just couldn't hang through the second movie either. Granted it was his bedtime, but she was still surprised that Beca of all people made it completely through the first movie without passing out. Although Beca's eyes did wander to her phone or would insist on taking Payton from her so they could play or make faces at each other, but it only took five or ten minutes before their eyes were glued to the screen again.

Gently picking Payton up Chloe rested his head on her shoulder and was stepping over a discarded pillow when she heard a sleepy, "What's wrong?"

Chloe slowly turned to whisper, "Nothing, I'm just putting him down for the night."

"Ok," Snuggling into the blanket Beca yawned, "I'll keep a spot warm for you," She patted the cushion in front of her, "This has your name written all over it Chlo…"

"I'll be back in a few minutes," Chloe blew a kiss and started up the stairs.

"Hey you forgot something…"

Turning Chloe saw Beca leaning over with a foot in the air, trying to get something from beneath the coffee table, "What?"

"Mr. Bananas," Beca held the tiny stuffed toy up in victory, "Payton's bestest friend…"

"Oh, right…" Chloe laughed catching it one-handed as it was tossed to her, "I don't want a munity on my hands…"

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A/N #2:

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Payton is just so cute, even if he's a baby doing baby things, there's just some so warm and fuzzy picturing these two as parents that it just I makes me smile and laugh. I know it was lengthy and I hope I didn't ramble to much, if so I'm sorry, but that's what happens when I hang onto a chapter for too long. But all in all I think it turned out pretty amazing! I hope I got down the funny baby things, I base everything off my little cousin who's just learning to walk and baby videos on youtube for reference (fyi babies eating lemons is some of the funniest!). I was originally going to have him crawling but after tons of research I found that a 6-7 month old is still a little too young, but not uncommon, so I decided to wait on that until later. So with all that said raise your hand if you want a Payton Mitchell baby calendar! Come one I know you do...

Dude I have over 500+ followers and over 350+ favorites on this story I mean holy cow I can't thank you enough! You guys response to this in the form of PM's, reviews, favorites and follows have totally left me at a loss for words. I seriously can't thank you guys enough, every word of encouragement really mean a lot to me. Even if it's a simple "loved that chapter" or the lengthy story like reviews I get, I love love love hearing what you guys have to say and I know it takes me forever to get back to you sometimes, but know that each one holds a special place in my heart. And despite the exorbitant amount of time it took me to post this chapter have no fear I don't plan of stopping anytime soon.

As for next chapter I'm leaning towards Chloe meeting Beca's mom or I got an awesome prompt from spikkels8 requesting something about the times Stacie walked in on Beca and Chloe while they're getting it on or the compromising positions they'd been caught in and basically how Beca evolves from being mortified to not caring anymore (i need to check my prompt list to make sure I got that right haha)...Of course things could always change if something strikes me better at the time.

Finally Christmas is right around the corner and I don't think I'll have the next chapter up until around the new year, because I'm heading home for the holidays. So I'm giving all you a shout out and saying Merry Christmas, happy Hanukkah, happy holidays or happy whatever it is you practice. I hope you have a fantastic time spending it with the ones that means the most to you!

As always if you got any ideas for what you want to see send them my way or if you just want to chat PM me!

Until Next Time...