Drabble for a guest, who asked for this:
Can you do a chapter with Emily in it? Maybe mixed feelings or something like that.
A/N: I wasn't totally sure what this meant, so hopefully I inferred correctly. Or at least acceptably. Slightly warped canon with established Bechloe.
"You can't just add someone to the Bellas without consulting me first!" Beca huffs, looking across the pool to where Emily is doing some strange dance move by herself at the edge of the crowd.
"Well, then, maybe you should have been there," Chloe counters, propping her feet up on the table in front of them.
"You know I had to be at my internship." Beca stacks her feet into Chloe's lap.
Chloe hums. "She's a legacy, Beca. We had no choice."
"Yeah, see, I'm pretty sure that isn't a thing," Beca says, taking a sip of her drink.
"She can sing and this is the only way we're going to get any new blood," Chloe says, trailing her finger around the rim of her cup. "And she writes music."
"How helpful to a group that only sings covers," Beca drawls.
"Shut up," Chloe scolds, slapping at Beca's foot. "Here she comes," she hisses. "Be nice."
"Hi!" Emily squeals, rounding the corner of the pool and standing in front of them, hands fidgeting nervously with the front of her shirt.
"Hey," Beca says with as much fake enthusiasm as she can muster.
"Hi Emily," Chloe says. "This is Beca."
"I know," Emily gushes. "I am so excited to meet the woman who single-handedly created the Bella sound!"
"Oh. Um. Thanks."
"And I think it's so cool that you two are together," Emily continues. "Partners in a cappella and in life."
Beca raises her eyebrows and looks at Chloe with a do you hear this shit? look on her face.
She's always hated the term "partners"—you don't have hot shower sex with the person you're paired with in chemistry class.
(Well, you might. But the point still stands.)
"I have so many ideas for the set list," Emily continues.
"Great," Chloe says with the smile that's usually reserved for Beca. (It makes her kind of annoyed.) "We can talk about it at practice."
"Okay!" Emily beams at Beca and Chloe. "I'll be looking forward to it." She gives them a little wave before walking away.
"Don't give me that look," Chloe says without even looking at Beca.
"She's happy and weird," Beca says, watching Emily speak to a rather inebriated Stacie, gesturing wildly with her hands.
"I'm happy and weird," Chloe reminds her with a grin. "And you love me."
Beca shrugs, because she can't really deny that. "As long as she doesn't barge in on my shower."
"Oh, she better not."
