The Bachelorette - Chapter One
AN: This is an AU where only Amy and Beca were a part of the Bellas and the rest were randoms. No Chloe in this chapter sorry, she'll make an appearance really soon, I promise! Hope you enjoy it.
"C'mon Shortstack! It'll be good for you. Maybe if you get some you'll be less crabby and a more approachable person"
"Cause that's exactly what I want Ames! Enough randoms come up to me on the street as it is and I don't even like people!"
"Imma try and not take that personal" the big, bodacious blond said to her little friend.
"You know you're one of the few people I can tolerate in my life Ames, don't go fishing for compliments, you're above that"
"We need to get someone above you…" the Australian mumbled under her breath but the brunette still managed to hear it and sigh.
"Amy, I'm not dating 25 women at once! And I'm certainly not doing it with the whole world watching"
"Oh c'mon Beca! Last season flopped! I need to spice it up and what's spicier than Beca Effin Mitchell, Grammy Award-Winning, Multiplatinum selling artist" Beca just rolls her eyes and pushes herself further onto the couch. "Please Bec, I can't be known as the host that made the Bachelor franchise go bust"
"Dude, a guilt trip? Really?"
"Please Beca! My best friend, my confidant, my homie, my badass, my one person who I know will always be there for me"
"Ammmmmmy! Stop!"
"C'mon Beca!"
"There's never been a lesbian Bachelorette anyways, what if it tanks your viewings all together?"
"Then I'll be known as the Bachelorette Host that tried to change history" Amy smiled all smug.
"You've really thought this through haven't you?" the brunette rolls her eyes.
"Yep," the blond says popping the p. "Please Shawshank. Why are you even thinking about this? I'll pick out 25 of the hottest girls America… no! The world has to offer! You'll have yourself some fine arm candy for the next Grammys thanks to me"
Beca laughs and shakes her head.
"I'm convincing aren't I?" The blond smirks.
"You always manage to talk me into something I don't want to do. It's like a superpower or something and you're definitely using it for evil Ames"
"I know… But it's a yes, isn't it?"
"Now Beca, we haven't had a proper sit-down interview with you for years" an over perky, curly-haired, blond explains.
"Gail, would we call you two chasing after me on my way to work in New York a 'sit down interview'? Some may have called it harassment"
"It wasn't harassment Beca, anything that happens towards women is never harassment. You should take it as a compliment that we were interested in you"
"No John, just no." The blond co-host shakes her head in embarrassment. "Well, we weren't breakfast hosts on a popular tv station at the time so what did you expect? Our harassment made us follow you on the USO tour and that's what skyrocketed not just your career but ours as well"
"Touche, Gail. It's actually nice to see you guys, is it weird if I say it's not the same without you guys pestering me every second day?"
Both Gail and John laugh as Beca reaches forward in her chair and takes a sip of water from her Good Morning America mug.
"She does care about us John!"
Beca chuckles as she places her mug back on the wooden coffee table in front of her and sits back in her chair.
"Why wouldn't she Gail? We're sexy, young interviewers who shone a light onto her and helped her become the successful musician she is today. Even though she's a female"
"You're on thin ice John, thin ice! Moving on, Beca, a little blond, Australian birdy may have let slip some information about you and a certain bachelorette franchise going into business together"
"Going into business? More like getting into bed together, Gail"
"I'm going to kill Amy"
"Perhaps we should inform Fat Amy that she's in danger. Beca is a criminal after all, how many times have you been to prison?"
"Hey! That was one time and it was ages ago! Plus, it was Amy's fault!"
"Ok, ok, lets circle back shall we? Are you going to be the next Bachelorette?"
The brunette singer sighs as she leans forwards and takes another sip of her water. She places the mug back on the table and leans back into her chair once more.
"If I knew we were going to be talking about this I would've asked for something stronger than water"
John chuckles.
"That can be arranged" Gail explains as she sits up higher in her chair and signals to one of the crew members.
"No, no it's ok. I think I'm just stalling" the brunette laughs nervously. "Yes, Amy and her very impressive powers of persuasion convinced me to become the next Bachelorette. We start shooting tomorrow."
"Oh John, this is so exciting! Our little Beca is growing up. You could potentially meet your future wife. Ahh! Pinch me, John, pinch me!"
"With pleasure" the older man leans over in his chair and pinches the blond harder than necessary.
"Ouch! That was a figure of speech John!" Gail shrieks as she leans across and hits her co-host on the arm.
"Beca, it appears as though you're not too excited about it," John says as he rubs his arm. "You said Fat Amy convinced you? Well, you're not convincing me that you want to do this. You've certainly fooled poor, old Gail here but you females are suckers for a love story. I could kill someone right in front of Gail and then go on to tell her about falling in love with something and she'd be so enthralled with the story that she'd forget about me being a murderer"
"Dude, that's a disturbing analogy. But you're right, I probably wouldn't have signed up for this by my own accord but Amy made me see the light. And although it did take some convincing, I'm surprised at how excited I am about it. Don't get me wrong, I'm nervous as fuck but definitely excited".
"Dude, why am I so nervous?" Beca asks her best friend as she runs her palms repeatedly over her black, sequenced dress that hugged her curves beautifully. The dress also shows just enough cleavage to be sexy but classy.
"Because Shawshank, you care! You want to meet someone!" The blond bounces up and down like a child at Disney land. "This is so exciting Shortstack!".
"Dude, you cannot call me that when the girls arrive!"
"Sorry Bec, I'll try not to. But it's just second nature. Sometimes I forget what your real name is and I have to have a good, hard think about it before it comes to me"
The small brunette lets out a shaky chuckle.
"You really are nervous aren't you?". Beca exhales slowly as she nods her head. Amy steps in front of her best friend and places her hands on the brunette's shoulders. "You've got this! You're Beca Effin' Mitchell! Do you need some more of my butt confidence?"
"Nope!" The singer tries to step back but Amy's grip on her tightens.
"Bec, you're my best friend! You're grumpy, unapproachable, and annoyingly closed off..."
"Dude, this is the worst pep talk ever"
Amy glares at her friend in front of her and continues.
"But once you let your walls down you're so caring and I know that you love me, even if you don't show it. I know that I can call you at any time from anywhere and you'll come running to me. You deserve to be loved and you deserve someone amazing because you, Beca Effin Mitchell, are amazing!"
"That… that actually turned into a great pep talk. Thanks, Ames"
"Can we hug it out?"
"Nope"
"I knew I was pushing it. C'mon Shawshank. Let's go find you a wife!"