Beca didn't want the dog. She had resented its presence from the very beginning, knowing that although Chloe and their daughter had promised to take good care of it, that she'd be the one stuck cleaning up after it. And she was right, of course. Chloe had always been especially persuasive to Beca and had never really had any trouble getting what she wanted when it came to the brunette, and their five-year-old daughter was much the same.
Olivia Beale-Mitchell was a smart kid for her age, always topping her classes (even though she was only in preschool) and wowing the adults in her life with her mature eloquence and vocabulary. She'd inherited Chloe's looks, which meant that she was a very cute little girl (and also that her mothers had a lot to worry about when she got older because she'd be a heartbreaker), as well as the redhead's amazing singing voice. She was much like Chloe but with a few tweaks of Beca infused, creating a great mix of the two and they loved to watch in awe as she danced through life. All in all, what with her sparkling blue eyes, cheeky grins and her wonderfully tenacious personality, Olivia was a force to be reckoned with. It also meant that Beca was never going to win an argument of any kind in their house. Ever. But she didn't mind. With her wacky but passionate and radiant wife and her brilliantly joyful kid in her life, she had more happiness than she'd ever imagined even possible.
So when Chloe and the little one had began their assaults on Beca's soft side- the side that wanted to please her girls more than anything in the world, she was in trouble. To be fair, she'd put up a relatively good fight. It had taken two months of the girls' begging and pleading for her to be worn down, which was some kind of record in her books. Her arguments- the fact that the dog would crap all over the house and pee on the carpet, among others- had been easily brushed aside by the duo, and before she knew it, it was a Saturday morning and she was standing outside of a overly perky looking pet shop with a grim expression. She scuffed the toe of her boot against the pavement as she stared at the sign apprehensively. Chloe could see her reluctance and gave her hand a reassuring squeeze, shooting her a quick smile accompanied by a wink as if to say, I'll make it up to you later. Beca grinned at the thought before returning to the prospect at hand and biting her lip, gathering all the courage she could muster, and stepping inside.
At the sight of Chloe and Olivia's eyes lighting up as they took in the shop and all of the animals, as well as the huge grins they wore as they explored the store, Beca couldn't keep a little smile off her face, no matter how begrudging to its presence she was. She was nothing if not a sucker for a good grin, something which both of the two had. This was much to her chagrin because it made getting her own way rather difficult in their house. As she was in the middle of thinking this, she was pulled out of her thoughts when Chloe called her over. She and their daughter were standing in front of a tiny… well, it can only be described as a ball of fur. Beca looked at the sign for it and was informed that it was a six-week-old Bernese mountain dog male. She stared at it for a second and didn't feel any kind of connection with the animal, but judging from the expressions of the two redheads beside her, they loved the thing. Chloe took a step closer to Beca and wrapped her arm around the brunette's waist, leaning on her shoulder.
"I think this is the one, Becs." She murmured, just out of earshot of the girl beside them, who was devouring the info about the puppy with avid interest.
Beca scrunched up her face. "Chloe, it costs $2,000! I mean, as well as that, we have to pay for vaccinations as well as the dog furniture, food and accessories. That's just the base cost. Do you really want to spend that much money on a dog who, let's face it, will only be cute for about five minutes?" Beca pointed out, hating the fact that she had to be a buzz kill, but also knowing that if she wasn't the practical one in the family, no one would be. Chloe chewed on her bottom lip for a few moments, staring at the dog.
"Well, you and I both know we have enough money for it now. We might not have five years ago, but we're doing well and I think this is a good step for the family. Plus, it'll teach Olivia about responsibility." She said, knowing that the brunette would succumb to her wishes eventually.
Beca was quiet for a few moments after that. "But what about if we want another kid one day soon? If we have a puppy and a baby requiring our attention at the same time, it might not be easy." She wondered in a small voice. Chloe grinned and turned to Beca, her eyes brightening even more than their normal mega-watt happy glow.
"Is that why you didn't want the dog? Oh, Beca! Have you been putting some thought into this?" She asked. Beca avoided her eyes and nodded minutely, kind of embarrassed that this soft side of her had come to light. "Oh my god, Becs! That's great!" Chloe gushed, pulling Beca to her in a warm embrace. A small smile came to Beca's face as she felt Chloe's arms around her, glad that she wanted the same thing. She'd been kind of worried that the redhead would see her wishes as silly or idiotic for the stage of their life that they were in… But she knew then that all of those negative thoughts had been silly and she should have known better and trusted her wife. Beca guessed that maybe it was because she was still having a hard time believing that Chloe really could be that perfect, the cynical side of her that she couldn't shake still waiting for the other shoe to drop. Because really, how could life be this fantastic without there being a catch?
Chloe moved back a little and stared at Beca curiously, and Beca could almost see the cogs turning in her head. "Who's going to carry it this time?" She murmured. Beca blushed.
"Well… I was wondering if maybe… I-I could?" She muttered shyly. Chloe had been the one to carry Olivia, and though she was absolutely amazing throughout every stage of her pregnancy and obviously had perfect genes, Beca kind of wanted to give it a shot. She thought maybe that Olivia, being the mini Chloe that she was despite the aspects of Beca's personality that she'd inherited, should have a mini Beca of sorts to balance her out. They could have some fun together, Beca thought.
Chloe nodded happily. "I think that's a great idea, Beca. I mean, the little one that we have soon can be like her partner in crime." She mused, and then after a thought occurred to her, she added, "Ooh! They can put on shows for us!" She clapped her hands happily and wrapped her arms around Beca in a side-on hug, leaning her head on Beca's shoulder. "I can't wait!" She grinned. Beca smiled and leaned down to rest her head on her wife's.
"It's a deal then." Beca whispered, watching Olivia talk to the dog through the glass of the display cabinet, the little girl's beautiful innocence of spirit warming her heart. She and her wife remained like this for a few minutes, enjoying the peaceful serenity of the moment, both loving their little family and very excited about what the future would bring.
"But don't think I've forgotten about the dog." Chloe whispered after a bit. Beca frowned. Damn.
"Well, I stand by what I said. I know that you're an amazing parent to Olivia, and I don't doubt you at all, but don't you think it'll be a little hard with a five or six year old running around, a puppy, and a newborn kid? It sounds like we'd be biting off more than we can chew."
"Beca, I know it seems hard and I know you think we won't be able to handle it." Beca opened her mouth to protest but Chloe cut her off by holding up her hand for silence. "But I feel confident about us. I know us, and I know our family, and we're great. We all just… I don't know, work together. I know we can make a baby and a dog work as well. I believe that they'll end up being wonderful additions and that we'll be happy we did it. I love you, Beca, and I can't wait to see another version of you running around, because you've given me everything I've ever wanted and I can't wait to have more kids with you." Chloe insisted. Beca tried to remain stoic but of course had a little grin on her face as what her wife was saying sank in. She bit her lip to cover it up though.
"Are you sure Chloe? I mean, can you tell me that you've really thought this through?"
Chloe rolled her eyes. "I'm a mother, I think everything through." She shot back. Beca kept silent for a few moments after this, so Chloe retreated to her last option, something that had proved very effective in the past. She looked at Beca and did her best puppy dog please-pretty-please eyes, even jutting out her bottom lip a little since she was already laying it on so thick. Beca tried to avoid her piercing gaze and paid attention to one of the canaries in a nearby cage, but could still feel the redhead's eyes on her.
"Aw, fuck it." She breathed after a bit. "Fine! I give up. You can buy the goddamn dog." She told Chloe. The redhead's face broke out into a glowing smile and she looked like a kid on Christmas morning. She was even jumping up and down in a little happy dance.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" She chorused, rushing over to tell their daughter the good news about their new pet but not before planting a quick kiss on Beca's cheek.
A/N: I hope you all enjoyed the first chapter of this. If you have any thoughts on it at all, please leave a review and let me know what you think. I'm not sure whether or not to make this a one-shot, so thoughts are welcomed.