Full Title: This plan of yours is going to get us killed. Of course I'm in.
"Seriously, Stacie?" Beca had listened to Stacie strategize for almost an hour, interjecting very little. Obviously, her wife had thought things through quite a bit, and who was Beca to stop a woman on a mission? Well, maybe she should at least try a bit. "Do you really think all this is necessary, babe?"
"I do. They would have done it for us. Of course, my father would never have forced me to marry because of social standards. And he certainly would have never held my inheritance over my head either."
Chloe had been an absolute wreck since Aubrey told her that she had to marry Gregory. Anyone who knew Chloe or had even spent a moment in time with the two in the same room could tell how head over heels in love they were with each other.
But General Posen had ripped them apart, cut off all communication between Aubrey and anyone associated with Barden University, especially the Bellas. He insisted that Gregory came from the best stock there was. When Beca heard that, she'd laughed and said, "stock, like he's a horse or cattle."
The worst part about everything was that Chloe couldn't talk to Aubrey about this, didn't know how she felt or anything. It was almost as if Aubrey was being held against her will like in ancient times or a fairy tale. The only way Chloe, Stacie, and Beca knew what was going on was because the brief engagement and upcoming wedding was quite an important affair in the Atlanta socialite community. More information flooded in the country club circuit and social media than you could shake a stick at.
"Beca, snap out of it." Stacie was nervously spinning the wedding band on her finger. "That's the plan. Are you in?"
Grinning devilishly, Beca replied, "This plan of yours is going to get us killed. Of course I'm in."
The week before the wedding, all of the remaining Bellas showed up at Stacie and Beca's house on the outskirts of Atlanta. The couple had quietly eloped in Las Vegas, and this was the first that many of their friends had seen them since they announced they were married. But now was not the time for celebration; they had a rescue to practice.
Beca had a mock-up created of Piedmont Park and the surrounding area sitting on their dining room table. The wedding was going to be held under the Piedmont Garden Tent with spectacular views of Atlanta's midtown skyline. The ceremony was sure to be amazing, but the Bellas were bound and determined to ensure that Gregory and Aubrey were not getting married.
"The problem is," Stacie explained, "the wedding tent also has an excellent view of the park."
Lilly whispered something about ninja certification taking only three days while Amy was off to the side, practicing with her nunchucks.
"Guys, come on. Stacie's plan will work." Once Beca had made up her mind to support her wife's death-defying plan, she supported it fully.
After the Bellas went through the plan several times, they took a break for dinner. Nobody could manage to get Chloe to come out of the guest room, so they just sat a tray of food outside her door in hopes she'd at least eat. The next few days were spent practicing and making sure everyone knew exactly what to do.
Two days before the wedding, Stacie was outside the spare bedroom door pleading with Chloe. "Chloe, come on. You have to come out. Our plan won't work without you. We don't have a Plan B. Please?" Eventually, Chloe finally came out of the spare bedroom. She was bleary-eyed from crying but showered and seemingly willing to go over the plan and do her part.
Chloe had a few more hiccups in her nerves after Lilly hacked into the wedding planner's system and found out that the design of the wedding was almost identical to what had been in Chloe's own wedding scrapbook that she'd been building ever since she fell in love with Aubrey.
"S-s-she's going to have the same flowers. The same candles. The same everything." All the Bellas gathered around their friend to try to give her comfort and the strength to go through with their plan.
The night before the wedding, Stacie and Beca were talking in bed. "Are you sure about this, Stace? You know if this plan does kill us… that I died loving you."
"Shut up, twerp. Nobody's dying tomorrow."
"Do generals take their weapons to weddings?"
"Go to sleep, Beca."
The next morning, the Bellas synchronized their watches and moved into place. Jessica and Ashley were with Chloe in a nearby hotel room. Fat Amy and Lilly were dressed in matching black Ninja outfits, hiding in the bushes on either side of the wedding tent. Beca was in formal dress wear and had snuck into the wedding with an invitation forged by Lilly. C.R. was parked in the back of the parking lot closest to the wedding tent. And Stacie was in the park stables.
Once all the guests were seated, Gregory and his groomsmen filed out and took their places. Next were the bridesmaids and flower girl. Beca had to admit, the wedding was quite beautiful. Exactly as Chloe would have planned for herself and their blonde.
The moment the wedding march started, the guests all stood. General Posen began to walk Aubrey down the petal-strewn aisle of the tent. Suddenly, the melodic sound of the traditional wedding march was drowned out by the sound of thundering hooves. The guests all shifted their attention to the horse galloping towards them. That was the Bellas' cue to leap into action.
Before anyone knew what had happened, two ninjas had pushed General Posen out of the way and were standing on either side of Aubrey, both expertly holding silver nunchucks. Beca had stepped out of where she had been sitting and moved to the back of the tent. A white stallion ridden by Stacie carrying Chloe on the back came sliding to a halt next to the tent.
Stacie was wearing all white with a black mask. Chloe was wearing the most beautiful wedding dress and a thousand-watt smile. Stacie managed to scramble down from the stallion. Then she and Beca helped Chloe off the horse who immediately whinnied, reared up, and pawed in the air. Jessica and Ashley immediately helped fluff up the dress and fix any stray strands of hair that had fallen during the ride.
Aubrey was standing, flanked by Ninja Amy and Ninja Lilly at the front of the aisle staring at Chloe. In fact, eyes were on the new bride with red hair who had made such an entrance. Chloe took a deep breath and started to speak.
"General Posen. I know how important keeping up with appearances is for you, so we thought we'd save you the trouble of having to explain to your friends and family why this wedding simply cannot happen. I love your daughter, General. I have been in love with Aubrey for six years." She stopped to look at Aubrey who had tears running down her face. "And she loves me." Aubrey was nodding her head.
"But you couldn't let Aubrey be happy. You had to keep your place in this society of yours," she waved her hand over the wedding guests. "You took my Aubrey from me and was going to force her to marry Gregory. You threatened to disown her. And you threatened to dissolve her trust and take monies that were promised to her by her grandmother on the day she got married unless she married Gregory."
"Well General Posen, there's something you didn't consider in your plans. The power of love. Love of friends, the love I have for your daughter, and the love she has for me. Ladies and gentlemen, Aubrey will not be marrying Gregory today." Chloe started walking down the aisle.
When she got up to Aubrey, she said, "but there still is the chance of a wedding. Aubrey Posen, will you marry me?"
"And by the power invested in me by the state of Georgia and , I now pronounce you wife and wife. The brides may now kiss." Beca grinned as she stepped back and let her friends have the spotlight.
Surprisingly, most of the guests stood and clapped as Aubrey and Chloe walked back down the aisle. After Chloe's speech, none of them had the guts to leave save for General Posen and the original wedding party. All the Bellas walked the newlyweds back to the parking lot. C.R. gave them the keys to the getaway car while the rest stood around talking about their success.
Beca turned to Stacie, kissing her solidly. "And this is why we eloped."
Stacie laughed and replied, "I told you my plan would work. And nobody got killed."