This is the 7th story in my chapter series, and 19th Pitch Perfect story over all. This deals with Beca and Chloe through the years, as seen in texts. I hope you enjoy each chapter, all through Beca's life as a Bella! This is the last of my original Pitch Perfect stories, written in the time frame of 2018 to 2019, with the exception of one of the chapters, which I just added as I typed the story up. There is one more story I have left, that I am still working on, so only time will tell when I can get it finished and typed up. So for now, it's been a pleasure to share my stories. I hope you have enjoyed them.
Text Me
Chapter One: Welcome Freshman!
The day after being accepted into the Bellas organization, freshman Beca Mitchell received the following text at 5:30 in the morning.
[Bella Organization]
Welcome to the elite team of a Capella singers, the Barden Bellas! Your first practice begins today at 10:00 am on the dot!
Please do not be late, as we have many rules and regulations to discuss before we ever get started on singing. See you there!
Aubrey Posen
Beca noticed it was a group text, sent to all of the new Bellas. She rolled her eyes, wondering just what kind of torture she was about to subject herself to. Before she could contemplate over it any further, Beca received another text from the Bella organization.
[Bella Organization]
Hello, Beca, welcome to the Bellas! We are so excited to have you on our team this year! We look
forward to working together with you and having fun! And Beca, I know it's tough being a new student.
Please don't hesitate to ask if you need ANYTHING! I am here for you, you adorable freshman.
3 Beca, I can't wait to get to know you better. I just know we'll be lifelong friends! You're the best!
Love, Chloe XOXO
The second text made Beca smile as much as it made her blush. Ah, Chloe, that touchy-feely, gorgeous redhead who knew what she looked like naked… quite the character.
Later that day, out of curiosity, while she was at Bella practice, Beca asked a few of the other girls about the texts they received. While everyone had gotten Aubrey's short and (not-so-sweet) to the point text, no one else had received one from Chloe- just her. The realization hit and it took a good five minutes for Beca to compose herself before she could rejoin the group. She got a glare from Aubrey for keeping them waiting, and an adoring look from Chloe, who gazed upon her with a dreamy expression on her beautiful face. Beca couldn't look at her. Too intense….
Chapter Two: World War II
Sophomore Beca Mitchell was at the campus library, trying to do some research for a history report on the Holocaust and World War II. It wasn't as if she had no feelings about that moment in history. She truly felt for all of the people who had been killed, harmed, or who suffered in some way by the tragedies the war had brought on. But honestly, she had no personal connection to this time. She knew of nobody who'd been involved in WWII.
Frankly, it all seemed like ancient history to her, which was unfortunate, seeing as how her report was supposed to be written about her own connection to the infamous war. Since she had no apparent connection, she began to worry about how to write the report. Worrying led to lack of concentration. Lack of concentration led to frustration. Frustration led to perturbation, and her own form of suffering. All she really wanted to do was go home, grab some dinner with her best friend, Chloe, and fall asleep listening to some music…
It was eight o'clock on a Thursday night and she was all alone and wasting away, needing… something… something to wake her up, help her focus; or maybe… someone to help her… maybe…
A small 'ding' sound from her phone, caused the little DJ to smile in relief. She had a text. A text! Finally, a legitimate distraction from the inane lack of progress! She glanced down at her phone, and proceeded to read…
[Chloe Beale]
Hi, Becs! Where are you, love? I had wanted to make you dinner, but I couldn't find you anywhere! Are you okay?
A warm, fuzzy feeling crept up in Beca's chest, that traveled into her whole body, including her face, making her ears burn, and her cheeks flush. It was her beloved bestie, Chloe. Chloe, who was worried about her. Chloe who had wanted to make her dinner… (Damn, I missed out on a good meal!) Chloe, who called her love and wanted to spend every chance she got with the little sophomore.
Beca spared not a moment longer to reply back to her loving, gorgeous friend.
[Beca Mitchell]
Hey, Chlo. I'm okay. Stuck at the library. Trying to write some report on the Holocaust and WW2. Not going too well though. :(
How the hell am I supposed to know about a time that even my parents weren't alive for, you know?
Within seconds, she got a reply, which made her smile.
[Chloe Beale]
What's the real problem here, love? Maybe I can help you with this. I have written quite a few reports on World War II, over the years.
A grateful sigh escaped Beca's lips. Chloe was just the sweetest person ever!
[Beca Mitchell]
I guess it's just hard for me to relate or get into this report. I know it's an important part of history.
I know Hitler was a fucking worthless excuse of a human being. It's just that it happened so long ago.
IDK Professor Plum wants us to relate to it, and tell him how it AFFECTS me, my life,
and the people I know, but it really doesn't. I'm totally stumped.
It was a long while before she heard anything back from Chloe. Beca wasn't sure if she should be worried about that, or even worse, jealous! Though she had not known of Chloe dating anyone since Tom (the jerk from the shower the year before), the idea of Chloe being with someone else rather upset her. She couldn't explain it, knew it wasn't rational, especially seeing as how she herself had a boyfriend, Jesse, but it was true! And maybe Chloe was sending her texts in between kisses, or- worse- orgasms!
The last thought making her feel absolutely sick, Beca was startled by the familiar 'ding' sound on her phone, indicating she had received another text. Eagerly, she read it.
[Chloe Beale]
Becs, you know our friend, Benji, is Jewish. I think I remember him telling us once that he had some family members
that were sent to one of the concentration camps. Fortunately, most of his family got out of there alive, but not all of them did.
Beca felt a pang of guilt and a hint of sadness over such a realization. She had a vague memory of Benji mentioning something about that at an a Capella party one night. They had all been pretty drunk, and seeing as how Benji could be incredibly awkward around women, or people, in general, she had assumed he had failed at trying to make small talk. In fact, she remembered thinking that he had depressed everyone, and that it was definitely inappropriate party talk.
She then recalled that, even though Chloe had been extremely inebriated that night- she would later throw up three times on the sidewalk on the way back to the Bella House, and fall asleep, snoring, on Beca's shoulder on the sofa in the living room that night- the redhead had sobered considerably after Benji's admission, listening intently, and looking as though she might cry any second. That night, Beca, who'd been trying to keep her distance from the drunk and horny Jesse, had looked at both Benji and Chloe with great compassion…
Feeling much more subdued than she had a moment ago, Beca began her next text…
[Beca Mitchell]
Oh, yeah, I'd forgotten about-
Before she could finish her sentence, she received another one from Chloe.
[Chloe Beale]
Homosexuals were also imprisoned and killed in the concentration camps. And sadly, after the survivors were rescued
by the Allied troops, anyone wearing the pink triangle were taken and just sent to back to prison.
You could probably get some insight by asking Cynthia Rose how she feels about it, especially
since the LGBTQ community is still discriminated against all over the world, to this day.
That's something you could add to your report, maybe.
[Beca Mitchell]
Chloe, I didn't even know about tha-
But she was interrupted yet again, by another text from Chloe…
[Chloe Beale]
Soviet prisoners, Slavic people, Jehovah Witnesses- all were imprisoned and many were killed by Hitler's Nazi regime.
Although it was just a text, Beca could swear she heard the anger and disgust in Chloe's tone. She knew her sweet friend had a huge heart, and had a lot of compassion for the plight and welfare of others, even if it didn't affect her personally. She bet that if Chloe had to write this report, she'd be getting an A on it, for sure.
God, I hope she doesn't think I'm just an insensitive dick, the little DJ thought to herself. She usually didn't care about what others thought of her, but she did care about what Chloe thought of her. Chloe was her best friend. Chloe brought out so many feelings in her, more than anyone else ever had. Chloe was… different.
As Beca tried to find the right words to respond in her next text to her bestie, Chloe made it easy on her and text back first.
[Chloe Beale]
Becs, did you want me to join you at the library? I could help you with your report, if you want.
I'm sure we could do some brainstorming and get your assignment done soon.
Then I will take you out to dinner, as a reward for all of your hard work.
Beca smiled. Chloe was truly an angel. And she really, truly, knew Beca, down to her very core… and still loved her, anyway!
[Beca Mitchell]
That would be cool. I'd love that, Chlo!
[Chloe Beale]
Oh, yay! 3I will see you the library then.. I've been basically walking there since you told me where you were, so I'm pretty close.
The small brunette's breath hitched in her throat. Chloe was near! No wonder she felt all tingly inside, a weird effect she often got when her favorite redhead was close by.
[Beca Mitchell]
How close?
[Chloe Beale]
VERY close!
Beca looked around, anxiously.
"Hello, beautiful!"
Turning to look behind her, Beca saw her gorgeous best friend, standing there, with a radiant smile on her lovely face.
"Chlo…"
Chapter Three: You'll Never Know How a Great a Kiss Can Feel…
[Beca Mitchell]
Where the hell is everyone?!
Beca had sent a text to the group of Bellas, although, mostly, she was concerned about her missing red haired best friend, and co-captain, Chloe Beale, who she had not seen, nor heard from, in quite some time. The junior was currently in line at the Ferris wheel. The whole group of Bellas had gone to the county fair in their area, which had been rather close to Barden University. It had been Chloe's idea to go as a group, and enjoy the rides, foods, and attractions, although Beca would have preferred to have gone just with Chloe- or not gone at all. Even as a child, she had usually thought of fairs and carnivals as, well, lame.
The group had all separated to buy tickets, get food, or use the bathroom. The plan had been for all of them to meet in line at the Ferris wheel, ten minutes ago. Beca was the only one who had shown up. She didn't even like the Ferris wheel! She had agreed to go because Chloe liked them. And yet, here she was, alone, and Chloe-less…
Soon, though, she got a barrage of texts from various Bellas, obviously doing various activities that did not involve standing in line at a Ferris wheel.
[Jessica Smith]
Ashley and I are in line at the big roller coaster.
[Amy Hobart]
I'm popping a squat! Leave me be!
[Cynthia Rose Adams]
No problem with that, Ames! Besides, I'm going to win a teddy bear for Stacie!
[Stacie Conrad]
I'm over at the boardwalk games, watching Cynthia Rose TRYING to win me a teddy bear. LOL
[Flo Fuentes]
I am at the concession stands, getting some fried bread.
[Stacie Conrad]
It's FRY bread, not fried bread, Flo.
[Flo Fuentes]
But there are no fries in the bread?
[Amy Hobart]
Flo, you're an idiot! :P
[Lilly Onakuramara]
I have snuck into the haunted house ride and I am scaring people much more than the ride does.
[Amy Hobart]
Okay, I think we found the new idiot. Flo, you're off the hook.
[Flo Fuentes]
Thank you, Amy.
[Beca Mitchell]
Actually, you're ALL a bunch of idiots, as far as I'm concerned. Now, where the hell is Chloe? She hasn't called in yet!
[Amy Hobart]
Well, she isn't on the crapper with me!
[Lilly Onakuramara]
She refused to go haunting with me.
[Flo Fuentes]
I invited Chloe over to the concession stands with me, but she did not want to get any fried bread without YOU, Beca.
[Amy Hobart]
Flo, you're back to being top idiot again.
[Lilly Onakuramara]
I object!
Beca rolled her eyes at the girls' antics, and blushed about Chloe not wanting to go eat without her. She was sure the other Bellas were snickering at her right about now.
[Stacie Conrad]
Heh heh! * Snicker *
[Cynthia Rose Adams]
Damn, mushy, powder-puff lesbians!
Beca was desperate to change the subject from (once again) she and Chloe's relationship. She sent them a text that, even though were only words, still contained the anger in them, reminding them that they were all supposed to have met ten minutes ago in the line for the Ferris wheel.
[Stacie Conrad]
The Ferris wheel is pretty lame, Beca.
[Cynthia Rose Adams]
The LAMEST ride- unless you count the merry-go-round.
[Ashley Jones]
What's wrong with the merry-go-round? That's fun! You get to ride a horse!
[Jessica Smith]
Horses are cool!
[Beca Mitchell]
Look, I don't care if the Ferris wheel is lame! The point is, Chloe wanted to go on it and we all agreed!
[Amy Hobart]
Actually, it IS lame, but I'm on the crapper, so it's not like I can attend right now!
[Lilly Onakuramara]
I am busy, haunting others. That is more fun than a Ferris wheel.
[Flo Fuentes]
I was too hungry to go on another ride!
[Ashley Jones]
Jessica and I were looking for something more exciting than the Ferris wheel.
[Chloe Beale]
Becs, I am at the Ferris wheel ride and I don't see you at all! :(
Beca's eyes lit up at that last text. Finally! She had been worried sick about not hearing from Chloe in over twenty minutes. She knew the redhead was smart, but she was far too trusting of everyone, and she had THE WORST sense of direction! She was actually close by, and she still couldn't find Beca!
[Beca Mitchell]
Dammit, Chlo! It's about time! I was getting worried. Now listen, I'm up towards the front of the line, in
between some guy with a purple Mohawk, and some lady wearing a Slayer tee shirt. Look for me. Can
you see me yet? Talk to me, Chlo!
She waited impatiently for Chloe to reply, not caring if the other girls were laughing at her now. Her main concern was reuniting with her lovely best friend, making sure she was safe, and keeping her close from now on. She half expected more teasing texts from the Bellas, but no one said a word. In actuality, they were worried about Chloe, as well. She could easily lose her sense of direction, and the fair was no place to get lost. Between sketchy looking carnies, strange people from all over, and the fact that the county fair was right next to a freeway, they knew the potential dangers that could befall any one of them if they weren't careful.
[Chloe Beale]
Sorry, love. I don't see you, or anyone like you described. :( I'm getting kind of scared. I don't like being
alone here at the fair. Please help me get to you.
Beca felt her heart drop. Chloe was close to panicking, and that did not bode well. She thought about leaving the line to go look for her, but if she could guide her friend to her location, it seemed like a more logical plan to reunite them.
[Beca Mitchell]
Don't worry, Chlo. I will get you here. I promise. Keep looking down the line. I will wave my arms, okay?
[Chloe Beale]
Did you?
[Beca Mitchell]
YES! Didn't you see me, babe?
[Chloe Beale]
No, and I'm getting kind of scared.
[Beca Mitchell]
Don't panic, Chlo. We'll figure it out, okay? Just try to stay calm.
[Chloe Beale]
Okay…
[Amy Hobart]
You both do realize that there are actually TWO Ferris wheels at the fair, right?
[Chloe Beale]
There are?
[Beca Mitchell]
No, obviously we DIDN'T realize! What are you talking about, Ames?
[Amy Hobart]
Yeah, the big one is closer to the roller coasters, near the haunted house. Then there's a little one, not as
tall, over with the kiddie rides.
[Chloe Beale]
Oh! I'm at the one by the kiddie rides!
[Beca Mitchell]
Well, I'm at the big one, Chlo. Try and hurry. It's not that far. I'm pretty close to the front of the line now.
[Chloe Beale]
Okay, on my way. Don't worry. I walk fast!
[Beca Mitchell]
Don't walk- RUN! Hurry up, Chlo!
[Stacie Conrad]
Don't be so bossy to your gf, Mitchell!
[Amy Hobart]
Yeah, that's so rude!
[Beca Mitchell]
No, YOU'RE rude, Ames! How long have you known about the two Ferris wheels?
[Amy Hobart]
I always knew the whole time. Thought EVERYONE knew!
[Beca Mitchell]
Well, we didn't! Why didn't you say anything when Chloe couldn't find me?
[Amy Hobart]
I was wiping my ass, if you must know! Besides, I found the whole thing pretty entertaining. Beca
Mitchell, scared that her little redhead would be lost at the fair forever! LOL
[Beca Mitchell]
It WASN'T funny, Ames! It was mean! You know how Chlo sometimes gets turned around and lost!
[Chloe Beale]
That's right. I failed maps!
[Stacie Conrad]
Yeah, it DID seem pretty mean, Amy.
[Flo Fuentes]
In my country, it would definitely be considered mean.
[Lilly Onakuramara]
It was mean and funny, also.
[Amy Hobart]
Bite me! I didn't mean any harm by it. JESUS! It's not like Chloe is two years old, you know!
All of this inane chatter, even in text form, was driving Beca crazy. This was why she had not wanted to create a texting group for the Bellas. If they weren't teasing her and Chloe about their indefinable relationship, they were gossiping, arguing, or just straight up, being annoying!
[Stacie Conrad]
So did Chloe show up yet, or what?
It was a simple question, but Beca could sense the worry behind it. The fact was, Chloe had a lousy sense of direction, especially when traveling on foot. The county fair was huge, there were tons of weird people milling about. Beca's fear factor shot up another notch. Stacie was right. Chloe should have been here by now!
[Beca Mitchell]
No! Chloe! Where the hell are you, hon? Please tell me you're close by!
[Stacie Conrad]
Aw, we love it when you call her 'hon', Beca!
[Cynthia Rose Adams]
Mushy love fest!
[Flo Fuentes]
Cuteness overload!
[Amy Hobart]
You two should totally kiss when you finally get together! It would be like a cute little rom com movie, only with two chicks,
like rom com queens, Meg Ryan AND Sandra Bullock!
[Beca Mitchell]
Amy, that's ridiculous! Which one am I? No, never mind! Just shut up!
[Stacie Conrad]
Definitely, Sandra Bullock. She has more of an edge.
[Amy Hobart]
Sounds about right.
[Jessica Smith]
Nailed it!
[Ashley Jones]
I agree.
[Flo Fuentes]
Who is Meg Ryan?
Beca was about to reply to the group and tell them all to shut the hell up, when she felt a warm, familiar hand caress her arm from behind. She spun around to see Chloe's bright blue eyes, boring into her own. She had obviously been running, as Beca had told her to do, and she was perspiring just a little, and slightly out of breath. As she smiled lovingly at her little favorite, Beca had to look away. Chloe was just too hot!
"Hey, Becs, I'm sorry if I messed everything up. I just got lost, and it flustered me a little."
The small brunette reached for Chloe's hand, gave it a squeeze. "No big deal, Chlo. I'm just glad you're here with me now, and that you're safe."
"Aw, thanks for caring about me, love," Chloe replied, giving Beca a quick hug. "Ooh, look! We're next in line!" she squealed in excitement, as they moved up in line.
Beca checked her texts, saw that Flo's idiotic question was still the last. Then she looked at Amy's again, urging her to kiss her best friend. She sighed. It's not that she would never want to kiss Chloe in that way, but did everyone have to keep egging her on about it? The sad part was, Chloe was in the same text group, so she'd seen Amy's request. It made her turn more than a little red in the face.
The carny in charge of the Ferris wheel motioned Beca and Chloe forward, taking their tickets and loading them into one of the gondolas. It was enclosed. It made Beca feel a little safer (being up so high in the air was too similar to flying, which she didn't care for), and the privacy made Chloe happy. She knew her bestie was often embarrassed by PDAs. But in the enclosed gondola, no one would really be able to see them. Maybe she would get that kiss, after all…
Inside the gondola, there was festive, upbeat music from the 1960s, that made one nostalgic for sea side carnivals, roller coasters, and hot dogs, getting the most spectacular views of the majestic ocean from the top of the Ferris wheel, surfers dotting the foamy waves throughout the shoreline. Of course, their view from the top of this Ferris wheel would be the freeway to one side, and a nearby Chuck E. Cheese restaurant to the other, but the music definitely helped!
A ding from both their phones signified another group text.
[Stacie Conrad]
Hey, Beca, did you ever find Chloe? You haven't said anything in over ten minutes!
[Beca Mitchell]
Oh, yeah. She's with me now, thank God. Just got on the Ferris wheel.
[Chloe Beale]
The view is fantastic! You girls are missing out!
Beca looked out and chuckled. "All I see is the parking lot, babe."
"Yeah, but I can see our Bella bus!" Chloe replied excitedly. "And, ooh! The people on the ground look so far away, like ants!"
Looking out and realizing they weren't that high up yet, Beca noticed that someone had littered a half eaten hot dog on the ground and it was currently covered with, you guessed it… "Chloe, those are ants! We're not that high up, you know."
Chloe squeezed Beca's arm in anticipation. "We will be soon, love! Flying high!"
Before she could reply, or chuckle at her friend and her childlike wonder, another 'ding' sound from their phones, another text.
[Stacie Conrad]
You could have told us you'd found her. We were worried sick! We all know how lost little miss
'Danger-prone Daphne' can get!
Beca chuckled at the Scooby Doo reference, and it's validness, as the Ferris wheel continued to glide even higher into the warm, night air. The sunset was in full brilliance, and both she and Chloe had first class seats to enjoy it. One of the Beach Boys songs just ended, and another 1960s upbeat 'beach' song came on; this one called Palisades Park by Freddy 'Boom Boom' Cannon. Just as Chloe rested her head on Beca's shoulder, enjoying the fun music, and the beauty of the sunset, another 'ding' signified another text coming through. Grumbling, Beca begrudgingly checked her phone.
[Amy Hobart]
So, Sandra, you and Meg kiss yet? ;)
With a groan, Beca prepared to send off a sharp-tongued retort, when another text came up first. She read it, realizing that it was actually Chloe, sitting right beside her!
[Chloe Beale]
Not yet, ladies, but give us a chance, why don't you? ;)
Looking over at her best friend, sitting smack dab next to her, Beca saw Chloe putting her phone in her pocket, and smile lovingly, invitingly at her.
The song crooned on: You never know how great a kiss can feel
Till you're stopped at the top of a Ferris wheel
That's where I fell in love, down at Palisades Park!
The gorgeous redhead gazed seductively into Beca's eyes. She leaned in closer. Beca followed suit. Their lips met in a sweet, tender kiss, similar to the kisses they had been sharing for a while now. Not passionate, by any means, but rather full of sweetness, and promise.
Another ding on their phones caused Beca to awkwardly pull away. She dared to glance over at Chloe, who was smiling blissfully, her eyes momentarily closed. Embarrassed, but enraptured by such a vision, Beca couldn't help but to smile herself, before dutifully checking the next text.
[Amy Hobart]
So, did you lesbos kiss on the Ferris Wheel, or what?
[Cynthia Rose Adams]
They're not LESBOS, Ames. More like, little powder puff, girly lesbos. But yeah, so did you guys suck
face, or what?
Beca rolled her eyes, finding it irritating that her Bella group was just so damn fascinated by what she did in privacy with her co-captain. She was about to type up another scathing retort, but another text came through before she could.
[Chloe Beale]
YES! I just kissed THE MOST beautiful Bella in the history of the Bellas, on a Ferris wheel, with a
colorful sunset in the clouds. It was so romantic! 3
"Chlo!" Beca gasped in surprise, blushing furiously, unable to look her friend in the eye.
"Well, it's true," her red haired bestie replied with a dreamy smile.
"No, it's not," Beca argued, and Chloe looked momentarily confused and more than a little hurt, until the DJ added, "You're the most beautiful Bella, Chlo." She still couldn't look her in the eye, but she reached down to squeeze Chloe's hand.
Chloe beamed at the affection and the compliment, as they received yet another text.
[Flo Fuentes]
How romantic, Sandy and Maggie! Next time, you should kiss on the roller coaster.
[Stacie Conrad]
They're liable to knock heads together if they try that, Flo. It should definitely be done in the tunnel of love! :D 3
[Cynthia Rose Adams]
Talk about cliché! How about in the haunted house?
[Stacie Conrad]
What? So Lilly can jump out and scare them?
[Lilly Onakuramara]
And I would, too!
[Amy Hobart]
Enough of this amateur bull shit! They should kiss while sharing a sexy dessert!
"A sexy dessert?" both Beca and Chloe wondered allowed, together, sharing a confused expression.
[Chloe Beale]
Amy, what exactly is considered to be a 'sexy dessert'?
[Amy Hobart]
Oh, you know, something like cotton candy, or one of those giant waffle cone thing-a-ma-bobs. The
point is, it needs to be over sized, you need to be sharing it, and you then you need to kiss, preferably
with food in your mouth, or all over your face, or something. It always looks hot in the movies.
[Beca Mitchell]
And just what KIND of movies are you referring to there, Ames?
[Amy Hobart]
Oh, bite me, Mitchell, you know what I mean!
[Flo Fuentes]
It sounds unhygienic.
[Cynthia Rose]
It sounds kind of gross. I mean, if you REALLY want to get messy, why not just kiss in line while waiting
to use the ladies' room! That's sure to get everyone riled up! LOL
[Beca Mitchell]
That's so lame, Cynthia Rose!
[Lilly Onakuramara]
You could kiss while you are GOING to the bathroom…
[Chloe Beale]
But why, Lilly, just WHY?
[Beca Mitchell]
Get real, Lilly. We're not Amy!
[Amy Hobart]
Fuck you, Mitchell!
Before things could turn into a bonafide text fight, Chloe suggested they all meet up at the concession stands in the next ten minutes for dinner. Everyone agreed to that. Even Flo, who never could find that 'fried' bread, was excited to join them.
When the Ferris wheel ride ended a few minutes later, Beca and Chloe exited the gondola and Chloe took Beca's arm, where they walked, leisurely, to the concession stands.
"Oh, I'm so hungry!" Chloe exclaimed. "I haven't eaten all day! I knew anything I ate here would have a ton of calories, so I tried to balance it out."
Beca rolled her eyes. "Chloe, that isn't healthy, babe. You shouldn't do that!"
"And I don't! I mean, not as a rule. Just in times like these. I really love carnival food, and I'm looking forward to pigging out on something… unhealthy!"
"Chlo, you rebel," Beca laughed. "What do you think we should get?" She herself was thinking about getting one of those giant, fried turkey legs...
"I dunno," the red haired beauty replied slyly. "How about we share one of those sexy desserts I've heard tell about?"
Beca blushed again, but nodded enthusiastically, the turkey leg, all but forgotten. "Sounds good to me!"
"So, cotton candy, it is, then?"
"Cotton candy? How is that sexy? It's sticky, and messy, and for kids! I want a large waffle cone!"
The two Bella co-captain's argued all the way to the concession stands, where they compromised by getting cotton candy ice cream in a waffle cone.
Chapter Four: Not All Bellas are Good
Recent college graduate, Beca Mitchell, sighed tiredly. Her a Capella group, the Barden Bellas, had been rehearsing relentlessly, for weeks now, in preparation of going to Copenhagen, for the World's Championship. It had been a long road, and there were times Beca didn't think it was going to happen, but there they were, in beautiful Copenhagen, just a day away from the initial rehearsal run through. She knew it wouldn't be easy, but the dark haired Bella co-captain honestly felt that the group had a bonafide shot at actually winning the competition.
The other Bellas were hopeful, but couldn't help to be worried about the whole affair. Especially Emily Junk, who was now the only Bella that would be returning to Barden University next semester. She would become the leader of the new Bella group… that is, if this group of Bellas could pull off the near impossible and win the competition. That's what had everyone so nervous. Winning first place was not only key to saving face for the newly graduated young women, it would mean saving the entire Bella organization!
Aside from what Emily was worrying over, someone even more nervous about the competition than she, was Beca's beloved best friend, and (not so) secret crush, Chloe Beale. After seven years at Barden, the perennial Bella was finally stretching her wings, to join the real world. She had graduated along side of Beca and the others, having given so much time and love to the Bella organization. She wanted to leave behind a strong legacy for future Bellas to rely on, look up to, and strive to continue. It was incredibly important to her. But if they couldn't pull it off here in Copenhagen, then there would be no future for the Bellas at all…
[Beca Mitchell]
Hey, Chlo! Where are you, babe? I've been in our room for a while now and you haven't come back.
The small Bella co-captain was lying in the bed of the small hotel room she and Chloe were sharing. She had gone down the hall to get some ice, and when she'd returned, Chloe was gone. She'd left no note, had not sent her any texts, nothing. At first, Beca thought Chloe had maybe gone shopping with Stacie and Emily (she had not), or out sight seeing with Amy and Cynthia Rose (they had not seen her), or back to the World's championship stage, where Flo and Lilly had gone to measure the size of the stage, so they could configure where everyone should stand for the choreography (she hadn't gone). She thought maybe she'd gone to find Aubrey Posen, who had come to be a part of the show, along with some of the other past Bellas, but when she'd text Aubrey, the resort leader had told her she had just landed in town, and wouldn't be at the hotel for several more hours. That only left Jessica and Ashley, and since no one ever really hung out with them unless they were part of the larger group, Beca didn't even bother asking.
Getting more and more worried, knowing how easily Chloe could get lost, especially in a foreign country, where God knows what could happen, Beca tried texting her again.
[Beca Mitchell]
Chlo! Come on, where are you?
That ought to do it, she thought to herself, knowing that Chloe adored her and would never purposely keep her waiting, wondering, or worrying for long. But another five minutes went by, and there was still no Chloe, still no reply text. The hairs on Beca's arm stood up on end. She was getting seriously freaked out by her beloved bestie's absence, and she made it her mission to locate her as soon as humanly possible!
[Beca Mitchell]
CHLOE! Please, where are you, hon? Let me know! No one seems to know where you are right
now, and it's getting me worried. Text me back now!
She hoped that if the all caps in her name wouldn't light a fire under Chloe, then the term of endearment, 'hon', certainly would. Beca waited another ten minutes before going from worried to angry, and starting on another text, this time, much less sweet. All she could think about in her mind was Chloe finding some hunky Danish guy (who didn't love Danishes?), and painting the town red with him! To her surprise, and relief, Chloe finally came through the hotel room door, before she could send any text that would definitely have shown Beca's temper and jealousy.
"Chloe, where the hell have you been for the last hour?!" Beca started in on her, her anger peeking through all of the worry and concern she'd been feeling, and the relief that had flooded her very soul.
That's when Beca noticed that Chloe's face was… sad? Angry? Embarrassed? Pained? Beca had seen her friend experience all of these feelings, and many more, over the course of their friendship, but she had never seen them all cross her face at once before. Something was definitely amiss. She had seen Chloe upset before many times. But this… this was total devastation.
The little brunette's heart leapt into her throat. Though she was loathe to ever admit such a thing, when her best friend hurt, so did she. They were definitely connected, emotionally, and her anger quickly fell by the wayside, and was replaced with grief, despair, and guilt over ever having been miffed at Chloe in the first place. "Chlo, you okay?"
The defeated looking redhead did not reply. Instead, she slipped out of her shoes, crawled into the bed beside her co-captain, and burrowed herself into Beca's capable but confused, arms. She had barely felt the touch of Beca's tender fingers running through her soft red tresses, when Chloe began to sob, uncontrollably.
Sighing at finding herself in this position, caring so much for others, feeling their pain, Beca, nevertheless comforted the woman as best she could, just as Chloe had done for her so many times before. She continued her ministrations through her hair, and whispered soothingly to her, pausing long enough to kiss her brow or cheek from time to time. It amazed her how quickly she could turn from temper to tenderness, all because of this one person.
"Chloe, babe, what's wrong? Please tell me, Chlo. I want to help, if I can, but I need to know what's wrong."
After whimpering incoherently for a brief moment, Chloe gave up even attempting to explain, and instead, she retrieved her cell phone out of her hip pocket, and handed it to Beca, before burying her face into her shoulder again, sobbing quietly and continuously.
The small Bella co-captain took the offered phone, and unlocked it. The screen went right to a texting conversation. She noticed that it wasn't from her, which made her jealous. The number looked… unfamiliar to her.
"Who is this, Chlo?" she asked in confusion, but seeing as how upset Chloe was, and how she seemed incapable of answering right now, Beca scrolled up to see the beginning of the conversation, with a lump in her throat. She was merely hoping that it wasn't bad news from back home. Chloe's family, her parents, younger brother, and grandmother, had become family to Beca, as well. Beca wasn't the praying type, but she was praying that all the Beale's were safe and healthy at this time. She had just seen them all at graduation a week ago. Oh, God. PLEASE let them all be all right!
Chloe tightened her grip on Beca's arms, as the younger Bella said, "Hey, I'm going to read this, if that's okay, hon." The redhead nodded against her bestie's neck, so Beca conceded that it would be all right to do so, and she began to read.
[Unknown Number]
Is this the phone of Chloe Beale?
[Chloe Beale]
Yes, it is! :) To whom am I speaking, friend?
Beca paused long enough to smile into her beautiful best friend's hair, kissing the top of her head. Chloe was literally the sweetest, most friendly human being she had ever had the pleasure to know. But she had to keep on reading. Something, or someone, had absolutely devastated this sweet, friendly woman, and she needed to know who, and why…
[Unknown Number]
This is Jennifer Henderson. Remember ME?
[Chloe Beale]
Oh, yes! Jennifer, of course I remember you! After all, you were our Bella leader when Aubrey
and I were just little freshmen!
[Unknown Number]
That's right! I was your damn leader for TWO YEARS!
[Chloe Beale]
Yes, yes, I remember! How are you?
[Unknown Number]
Not too good, actually.
[Chloe Beale]
Oh, no! I'm sorry. What's wrong, Jennifer?
[Unknown Number]
Don't you know? You were the one that caused the problem in the first place!
[Chloe Beale]
What do you mean, Jennifer? I would never try to hurt a fellow Bella! I honestly don't know what
you're talking about.
Beca had an idea as to what Jennifer had been referring to. Back during the planning stages of their new show stopping performance, Chloe and Aubrey had compiled a list of former Bellas that were still alive to invite them to perform with them in Copenhagen. Since the two women knew more of the former a Capella members than Beca ever did, she had been happy to let them handle who to invite and contact.
Before everyone was contacted though, Aubrey had taken Beca aside and told her that she wanted to omit several names from the invite list. One Bella had moved into a commune, and was basically unreachable. Another had become super religious and had since then renounced anything to do with her former life, including performing in an a Capella group, hooking up at parties, and all of the drinking.
There had been two women in particular, though, that Aubrey adamantly did not want invited to perform. Jennifer Henderson and Michelle Davis were the two Bellas that had been the captains during Chloe and Aubrey's first three years at Barden University. Both of these former Bella leaders had been horrible, so much so, they made Aubrey look like a teddy bear in comparison.
Seeing as how Beca now considered Aubrey a friend, and she trusted her judgment, regarding evil Bella leaders, especially since Aubrey used to be one, Beca had agreed to the exclusions. She wanted everything to go as smoothly as possible with this performance, especially with so much riding on it, and if they could avoid any extra animosity or issues, then the exclusion of a couple of former Bella captains didn't bother the current leader in the slightest. But obviously, Ms. Jennifer Henderson had a problem with being excluded.
Beca read on…
[Unknown Number]
I heard about the big show you all are putting on in Copenhagen, at World's. The one * I * wasn't
invited to, bitch!
[Chloe Beale]
Jennifer, what are you talking about? We invited ALL of the former Bellas to perform.
[Unknown Number]
Right! Do you SEE me there?
[Chloe Beale]
Well, no, I don't, but a lot of the former Bellas were unable to attend the event. We understand. Not
everyone would be able to drop everything and get away on such short notice. So, I wasn't surprised
nor offended, when I didn't see your RSVP.
[Unknown Number]
I * didn't * RSVP back, you slut, because I was NEVER invited!
[Chloe Beale]
Jennifer, please! There must have been some sort of oversight, or mistake!
[Unknown Number]
Yeah, that * mistake * was that you and the little midget that runs the group now are incompetent
idiots, and you drove the Bellas right into the ground! I watched that performance at the Kennedy
Center last fall. You PERMANENTLY ruined the great institution that we were!
[Chloe Beale]
Jennifer, please don't ever call Beca an incompetent idiot, again, or I will be forced to personally
hunt you down and shove those untrue words DOWN YOUR NASTY, ACIDIC HOLE OF A THROAT!
The small Bella co-captain just sat there for a moment, in silence, as Chloe continued to sob into the shirt on her shoulder, absolutely soaking it. Beca had no idea how fierce a text could be until she'd read Chloe's. Not only did her words reaffirm her devotion to her little favorite, it also revealed the tiger that dwelled deep within the usually docile redhead.
"Damn, babe," Beca whispered softly. She gave Chloe's head another quick kiss, before continuing her reading of the drama unfolding through text…
[Unknown Number]
Oh, looks like I hit a nerve! LOL Of course, you like that little munchkin, don't you? But then, you've
always been a queer. Ever since I met you, I would see you checking out other women, even when you
started dating that guy, Tom. I bet he dropped your ass quick enough. What's more, I bet that Beca bitch
doesn't even know you're alive outside of the Bellas, does she? You can't attract anyone for long. People
would rather have a REAL WOMAN, which you are clearly not, you dyke!
Beca's blood began to boil. How dare this poor excuse of a human being speak to her darling Chloe this way?! She realized that Chloe loved her. She loved Chloe right back. In one way or another, Beca knew that her forever would always include Chloe. They were meant to be together. Living life without the lovable redhead would be no life at all to her. In fact, the mere thought of it gave Beca an instant stomachache.
"Chloe," she told her gently, "Chlo, I… you know that I see you and your existence, and I love you very much. This bitch has it all wrong."
The redhead said nothing, would not even look at her, keeping her face obscured in the safety of Beca's shoulder. The little DJ rubbed her friend's back for a moment, trying to soothe her, but she could not help wanting to read further.
[Unknown Number]
You're desperate to fuck that little troll, aren't you? You're so pathetic, Beale! No wonder the
Bellas have gone down hill since I left. You just can't handle it. You're too wimpy. Always were, if
I remember correctly. Such a fucking loser!
[Unknown Number]
What's the matter, Chloe? Beca got your tongue? LOL Won't say where! Nah, who am I kidding?
Not even that skinny bitch would want a skanky whore like YOU! Chloe Beale, you're pathetic!
You're a failure and unfortunately, you're going to take all of the Bellas down with you, not that
these new girls aren't a bunch of cows, anyway. But still, you've ruined our legacy! I HATE YOU!
There was one more scathing, hateful text from Jennifer Henderson, but Beca didn't bother to read it. Her face was beet red in anger. Chloe was such a beautiful soul. She did NOT deserve to be treated this way, berated by someone who Beca would not even classify as human!
Quickly grabbing her own phone from the nightstand, Beca started a text for Jennifer Henderson's number, retrieved from Chloe's phone. She then deleted all of the filth the evil woman had spewed into the texts, as well as blocked her number, so Chloe would never have to deal with her again.
Her text to Jennifer, sent on her own phone, went like this…
[Beca Mitchell]
Hello, Jennifer. Sorry to be so late to inform you, but you are cordially NOT invited to
participate in the Bella Reunion Spectacular, held in beautiful Copenhagen, on June 25,
2015. Your filthy, sewage-spewing, crusty asshole of a mouth has prevented us from
asking you to come back to our beloved organization, known as the Barden Bellas. In
other words, thanks, but NO THANKS. Good day to you, you soulless piece of shit!
Beca sat there for a moment, smiling evilly. She normally wouldn't stoop to this level just to piss someone off, but this bitch had seriously hurt Chloe, and the one thing you never did in front of Beca was hurt Chloe, so she felt this bit of harassing was worth she gave Chloe a tight squeeze, kissing the top of her head again, as that was all she could get to in her current position. She was about to set her phone on the nightstand when she heard the familiar ding sound of an incoming text. With a chuckle, she read it.
[Unknown Number]
Excuse me, but who the fuck is this?!
[Beca Mitchell]
Oh, just a skinny bitch with a warning. Don't EVER contact Chloe, or any of the other Bellas
again! You are hereby expelled from the organization forever. Now, fuck off and good riddance!
She then proceeded to block Jennifer's number from her own phone. She also sent a text to Aubrey, apprised her of the situation, in case this Jennifer asshole started going around and causing trouble with the other Bellas, present or former. She advised Aubrey to text the other women, let them know that Ms. Henderson was out for revenge and might be spouting off horrible untruths. Aubrey agreed to help Beca out, then let her know that she had arrived at the hotel, and wanted to know if she should come over and console Chloe, whom she knew was very sensitive to such bullying.
There would have been a time when Beca would have welcomed the suggestion. She had never been very good at talking to people, let alone trying to make them feel better in bad situations. But she had grown a lot since then. She was a valued member of a tight knit team of friends. She could do this. She could comfort Chloe. What's more, she really wanted to.
So, after kindly turning Aubrey down, Beca set her phone aside, and scooted down on the bed, making Chloe do the same with a gentle tug. The normally smiling redhead with the peaches and cream complexion and the sunny, blue eyes looked nothing like herself. Her eyes were red, weepy, and clouded over. Her smile had been replaced with a look of pure agony. Her very countenance was one of defeat.
And Beca had never loved her more.
First, she explained to Chloe how and why Jennifer had been excluded from being invited to perform with the other Bellas. It had been a decision between she and Aubrey. Beca apologized to Chloe for not bothering to tell her about it at all.
The redhead sniffled and nodded sadly, but said nothing, which was highly unusual for Chloe. She was normally very talkative and animated.
Beca then went on to assure her beloved BFF that every single word that Jennifer Henderson had sent to her was complete and utter bullshit. "So, you see, Chlo, she was just pissed off and jealous, and because she didn't know any better, she took it all out on you."
"But she said I was incompetent and that I ruined the Bellas," Chloe sobbed.
"Chloe," Beca promised, reaching out and brushing the red tresses out of her friend's eyes, "you are one of the greatest things that ever happened to this organization! Babe, you're the heart and soul of the Bellas. You give your all to the rest of us everyday!"
The ginger lowered her head, staring down at her legs. "All of those names she called me…"
"All untrue!" Beca insisted. "You're not a bitch, you're not incompetent! You're not a whore- skanky, or otherwise! You're most definitely not a failure, you're not pathetic, you're not a queer-"
Chloe gently touched Beca's arm, effectively silencing her. "Becs, it's okay. I- I really don't care for that word, you know. I mean, I don't hate what it implies, especially because I guess I kind of am sort of queer, but I hate the derogatory way that's it's used to hurt others."
"Yeah, but you're… I mean… you're…"
"Beca," Chloe interrupted again, with a soft smile. "I… am not straight. I mean, I'm… Beca, I'm in love with yo- well, let's just say that I've always known I was a little… different…"
"You're unique, Chloe, special," Beca was quick to put in, reaching for her hand and holding it tightly. "Especially to me."
The red haired beauty grinned from ear to ear, unable to help herself, even as Beca blushed furiously over her own admission. "Oh, my darling Becs…"
"Sweet Chlo…"
The two Bella co-captains leaned in towards each other and their lips met. Beca moaned involuntarily. That kiss was soft, sweet, delicious, loving… basically all that Chloe was. She pulled away reluctantly, not wanting to end up doing something she wasn't quite ready for, especially while Chloe was so fragile and vulnerable right now.
With eyes wide open, she saw Chloe lying there next to her on the bed, smiling tenderly at her. Beca was about to admit that she might be… different, too, when her cell phone gave off that familiar 'ding' sound.
Chloe looked perplexed. "That's not Jennifer again, is it?"
"No way, babe. I blocked her from both our phones."
"Okay, good."
Beca read the text, not sure who it might be, or what they might say. To her relief…
[Aubrey Posen]
How's our little ginger doing, Beca?
[Beca Mitchell]
She's a lot better now, thanks.
[Aubrey Posen]
Cheered her up, did you?
[Beca Mitchell]
Yeah.
[Aubrey Posen]
Great! Then open your door.
[Beca Mitchell]
Why?
[Aubrey Posen]
Just do it!
[Beca Mitchell]
What are you, a Nike commercial? :P
[Aubrey Posen]
Beca!
[Beca Mitchell]
LOL Okay, okay. No need to shout.
"Just a sec, Chlo," Beca said, getting up from the bed. "I was told to open the door."
"How come?"
The pretty brunette shrugged. "Dunno."
When she opened it, they found Aubrey and all of the current Bellas right outside the door. They all held hot fudge sundaes in their hands. Both Amy and Aubrey each held two. "Hey!" they all shouted in unison.
"Hey," Beca replied in surprise.
"Girls!" Chloe squealed in excitement, jumping up off the bed and racing over to all of her friends for a big, group hug.
Beca found herself cheek to cheek with Chloe for a moment. She wore a blissful expression over such closeness that changed to fluster and embarrassment as soon as she locked eyes with Amy, who gave her a wink and a knowing smile.
"What are you all doing here?" Chloe asked as the girls eventually broke apart. (It wasn't lost on any of them, though, that Chloe had kept her arm around Beca's shoulder.)
"We just thought it would be fun to have a slumber party before the big day," Stacie told her.
"And we have hot fudge sundaes!" Emily announced happily.
"Yum!" Chloe cried, smiling.
"Speaking of which, here's yours, Chlo," Aubrey said, handing Chloe the extra sundae she was holding.
Beca looked expectantly at Amy. "Can I have mine, too, Ames?"
"Screw you, Mitchell, I'm eating them both!" Amy muttered at her, licking her spoon.
The young DJ thought her friend was kidding until Amy walked off with both sundaes. Luckily, Lilly was there with an extra one, too. She handed it to Beca.
"Thanks, Lilly," Beca said sweetly. When Lilly walked away, she pulled Cynthia Rose aside and whispered, "Lilly didn't actually make this sundae, did she?"
With a laugh, Cynthia Rose assured her that she had not.
The girls all found a spot to sit down in the hotel room, and began to eat their treat, Chloe and Beca sitting close together, and sneaking bites from each other's sundaes…
Chapter Five: Each Dealing with an Asshole…
Beca Mitchell wasn't really enjoying her job as a music producer right now. Her boss had just introduced her to a new client that he wanted her to make into a star! The dude was white but wore dreadlocks in his hair, and dressed like he was in a gang from 1980s Los Angeles. To her great surprise, he was nearly as short as she was. And his musical 'experience' thus far consisted of playing in a few local clubs nearby, yet he somehow already had an entourage at his beck and call. He was pushy, lacking any sort of charm or personality, and most importantly, he was AWFUL! Simply awful at rapping, singing, anything even remotely to do with music! Hearing him rap, speak, breathe, made Beca absolutely cringe!
During her lunch break, she decided to text her beloved BFF, Chloe Beale, who worked at a prominent veterinary clinic on the opposite side of town. Chloe was gaining the experience needed to help her, eventually, get into veterinary school. She had applied to several here in the greater New York area, but hadn't heard back from any of them yet. Still, she remained cheerful and optimistic, as was her way.
[Beca Mitchell]
Hey, Chlo. I'm on lunch break right now, so I thought I'd say hi. I guess you're probably busy at the
clinic, so you may not see this for a while, but that's okay. I just wanted to speak with you. I'm feeling
kind of depressed about something. Wish we could talk on the phone at least. Miss you, Red.
[Chloe Beale]
Becs! OMG! What's up, love? I'm at lunch, too, so I have some time. Did you want me to call
you right now?
[Beca Mitchell]
On second thought, that might not be a good idea, babe. I'm surrounded by people, and I might end
up crying, if I start talking about things out loud. Is it okay to just text for a while?
[Chloe Beale]
Of course! I always have time for YOU. What's on your mind, love? I'm here to listen. Oh, are
you eating the salad I made you? 3
Beca sighed. Yes, she was eating the big, chock-full-of-veggies-and-proteins salad that Chloe had made for her that morning. The redhead had insisted on making her delicious and nutritious lunches ever since they had moved to New York and joined the workforce. Beca thought it was sweet, but would never say so, as Amy would have had a field day about it. The Australian was already referring to Chloe as Beca's little wifey. So, to show Amy that Chloe was not a big influence on her (even though she really was), Beca made sure to pack a bag of Doritos and a Twinkie, which she crammed guiltily into her mouth.
[Beca Mitchell]
Yes, Chlo. I ate my salad. It was great! You take good care of me. So, you want to hear my woes,
or not?
[Chloe Beale]
You know I do, love. Please tell me what's going on. 3
[Beca Mitchell]
Well, okay. Today my boss introduced me to my new client. He's this slimy and untalented little
pissant, who thinks he's going to change the world with his awful noise he calls MUSIC!
[Chloe Beale]
I'm sorry, baby. That sounds terrible!
Beca groaned. She knew that she was being whiny, feeling sorry for herself. She was grateful for Chloe's company; grateful for her empathy. And she felt guilty that usually she was complaining to Chloe but rarely lent her ear to her best friend's troubles. Since she was still feeling guilty about eating that Twinkie, she decided to see how her bestie's day was going.
[Beca Mitchell]
So, Chlo, tell me about your day. How's it going for you at the clinic today?
[Chloe Beale]
It's okay, Becs. I know you snuck that Twinkie. Probably crammed it into your mouth because you felt
guilty about taking it, didn't you? Besides, you REALLY don't want to hear about my day today.
Beca shook her head clear. How did Chloe do that? It was weird, but she knew. Chloe had more insight into the hearts of others than psychics, Santa Claus, or a guardian angel!
[Beca Mitchell]
No, really, Chlo. I'd love to hear all about it! Tell me, please!
[Chloe Beale]
Okay, but don't say I didn't warn you… I just spent the last hour with my hand up a cow's ass.
She had an impacted bowel, poor thing, and we needed to manually clean her out.
Suddenly the Dorito in Beca's mouth made her want to vomit. She spit it out into a napkin, before getting back to her disgusting conversation with Chloe.
[Beca Mitchell]
Okay, you win! You had a worse morning than I did, although, if you ever met this guy, you'd see
he was a close second to an impacted cow's ass. But Jesus, Chlo, that's so disgusting! Did you at
least wash your hands when you were done?
[Chloe Beale]
Of course I did, Becs! Ugh! Plus, I did wear gloves during the procedure. And I changed into fresh scrubs
when I was done. I mean, my arm was pretty much all the way up in there!
Beca visibly shuddered and caused anyone sitting near her to stare in confusion at her. Beca didn't even try to cover herself. She was too grossed out- and yet, fascinated- by Chloe's tale of disgusting woe.
[Beca Mitchell]
Fuck, that's so damn nasty, Chlo! How can you even DO that?
[Chloe Beale]
I guess I just love animals!
[Beca Mitchell]
Yeah, maybe a little TOO MUCH!
[Chloe Beale]
Oh, Ha ha! Very funny, Becs! :P
[Beca Mitchell]
That's me! Anyway, I guess I'd better go. Lunch time is nearly over and you know what a dick my
boss can be if I'm a second late! I've got to get back to that little rat and try to turn his crap into
something tolerable.
[Chloe Beale]
Okay, sweetie! I've got to go too, anyway. Love you, I'll see you tonight, by dinner time, okay? Oh,
and you said you'd go over my study guides with me tonight, right?
[Beca Mitchell]
Of course. I promised I would. Oh, and Chlo?
[Chloe Beale]
Yes, love?
[Beca Mitchell]
I'll make us dinner tonight.
[Chloe Beale]
Awww, thanks, Becs! 3
[Beca Mitchell]
After where your hands have been…
[Chloe Beale]
LOL You're such a putz, Becs! :P :P
[Beca Mitchell]
This is the putz, signing off. See you later, Red. And 3 U 2!
Chapter Six: Music, Lust, and a Little Neutering
Beca's first tour with DJ Khaled had been over for months. She now found herself back in New York, living quite a different life than when she was here last. She was in the studio nearly every day, her music being produced by the still (sometimes) lecherous Theo, and under the patient, brotherly guidance of DJ Khaled himself. She lived in a mansion with her best friend, Patricia "Fat Amy" Hobart, as well as with her long time BFF and now fiancee, Chloe Beale.
The very thought of being with the loving and delectable Chloe made Beca's heart melt, as much as it made her body burn with desire for her. Chloe was the best friend she'd ever had, as well as the best partner. She was the love of her life, her biggest fan, and her greatest support system, and Beca knew she was damn lucky to have her.
Chloe had recently been accepted into veterinary school, a local one not far from where they lived, so she was very busy all day, learning how to care for sick and injured animals. They usually saw each other in the mornings, evenings, and two weekends a month. The two women made the most of those precious moments together, talking, laughing, making love, snuggling, singing, shopping, enjoying each other's company, and planning their forever future together…
Still, Beca took every other moment she could find to connect with her fiancee, including texting her whenever she had a break during her recording sessions, just like now…
[Beca Mitchell]
Hey, baby! I miss you. What are you doing now? Can you talk?
It took a few minutes, and truth be told, Beca was not the most patient person in the world, but Chloe finally responded to her.
"Oh, hey! Chloe text me back!" Beca declared aloud, unlocking her phone just to read it, seemingly under the impression that everyone within ear shot would be equally happy to hear the news.
"Ooh, Chloe," Theo muttered under his breath, his tone dripping with sarcastic cheerfulness. "Congratulations!"
"Tell Red I said hey, will ya, Mitchell?" Khaled called from across the room, while fiddling with some techno equipment. He had, for some reason, bonded with Chloe during that summer tour in Europe, and they had become the most unlikeliest of friends.
Beca nodded distractedly at him, then read…
[Chloe Beale]
Hi, sweet Beca-Boo! I've been going out of my mind today, trying to cram as much information
about neutering into my brain, as humanly possible! Way more knowledge about balls than I
ever needed to know! LOL :P
"Gross!" Beca laughed, causing her two male companions to look her way in confusion and curiosity.
"What's so gross, Becs?" Khaled asked in amusement.
"Chloe, perhaps?" Theo mumbled quietly. He still held a grudge against the gorgeous redhead, who'd managed to steal Beca's heart right out from under him, when he'd been so close (or so he thought).
Beca had heard the whiny Englishman and not-so-playfully walked by him and smacked him upside the head. "Balls!" she fairly shouted into his ear, causing Theo to jump. "Chloe was talking about balls."
"Well, balls aren't gross, per say," Theo insisted, nervously straightening his tie, then uncomfortably adjusting his crotch.
"They are when you prefer something much more… feminine," Khaled reminded him. "Right, Becs?"
"That would be my feelings on the matter, yes," Beca agreed, giving her boss a fist bump, and causing Theo to roll his eyes.
"Whatever," the fussy music producer sighed.
"Oh, so you prefer balls to boobs and the lady bits, then, Theo?" Beca taunted him. She and Khaled laughed at his discomfort. Normally, she was never this mean, but this was a man she was forced to work with, a man that had nothing but animosity for Chloe, even though she had never been anything but nice to him, and all because he'd been hoping to score off of Beca when they'd first met back in Europe on the USO tour.
"No, of course not," Theo retorted, growing tired of such talk already. It usually never bode well for him when he got involved. This was seriously not worth the piece of tail he never even got in the first place, from Beca. "I just meant… oh, never mind! So, why are you two lesbians, or whatever it is you label yourselves as now a days, talking about male anatomy for, anyway?"
"Neutering," Beca replied, making a cutting motion in the air with her fingers, signifying the dreaded snip that affected male animals everywhere. Both Khaled and Theo looked at her, both appearing rather uncomfortable, and it gave Beca a small feeling of satisfaction. "You know," she added, trying to ease the tension after a moment, "for pets?"
"Ah, okay," both men said together in understanding, looking just slightly more relaxed.
Not bothering to see how the conversation was affecting either of her cohorts, Beca instead hurried to reply to her beloved.
[Beca Mitchell]
Sounds fascinating, Chlo! LOL You can tell me all about it over dinner tonight. Oh, "Billy" says hi. And
Theo says, well, nothing, as usual.
[Chloe Beale]
OMG! Honey, you're such a little scamp! I miss you so much, love!
[Beca Mitchell]
Oh, yeah? How much?
[Chloe Beale]
A LOT, baby! In fact, I'll prove it to you just how much, after dinner tonight! 3
[Beca Mitchell]
What about BEFORE dinner, Chlo? ;)
[Chloe Beale]
Oh, my, my, my, sexy girl! Someone is anxious for some love tonight. Well then, before dinner
tonight, it is. You're on!
[Beca Mitchell]
Damn, Chlo! Now you've got me all hot and bothered! How am I supposed to get through
this day?
[Chloe Beale]
Obviously, hot and bothered, love! LOL All right, honey, I really need to go. The world of
neutering awaits for no one! Tell Billy I said hi back. And, of course, give Theo my
regards. :P I love you, Beca-Boo, and can't wait to see you tonight! Bye, sweetheart! 3
[Beca Mitchell]
Bye, sweet Chlo. I'll see YOU tonight- preferably NAKED! 3 U 2
After she finished her text conversation, Beca sighed dreamily, reluctantly putting her phone away into her pocket. All she could think about was what was to come later that evening. Dessert before dinner, in a manner of speaking. Just the thought of it made her face flush most pleasantly… and then she looked up to see both Khaled and Theo staring rather intently at her, both of them seemingly knowing what Beca must have been thinking of.
"Hey," she murmured, blushing furiously. "Uh, Chlo says hi…"
"Yeah," Khaled snickered. "Bet that's not all she said, huh?"
"Um, well, no…"
"Right," Khaled chuckled, teasing her good naturedly, as one would a close buddy. "Damn, Mitchell, you are so getting laid tonight, aren't you?"
The more childish part of her wanted to jump up and say, "Fuck, yeah!" and give out high fives to anyone within reach, but she tried taking the high road. "I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about," she muttered, barely keeping a straight face.
Theo groaned in annoyance, especially whenever it concerned sex, Chloe and Beca, and the fact that he was not included. "Oh, please! Why don't you just ask her to paint a picture for you, Khaled?" he hissed bitterly.
Beca knew exactly his reasoning for being such a stick in the mud, and she glowered at him.
"Aw, don't listen to him," Khaled told her, bending down towards her ear. "He's just jealous 'cause he ain't gettin' any."
"Hey, I heard that!" Theo groaned at him.
"I know where your head, and your heart, and maybe a few… other parts of you are, right now, Mitchell," Khaled whispered quietly, having ignored Theo's outburst entirely. "So, Chloe gets you tonight, but we still have to finish recording this song, so for now, keep your head in the music, okay?"
The small brunette, still blushing, nodded and said, "Sure, of course, Khaled."
"But just between you and me," he went on, not bothering to whisper anymore, and happy to piss off Theo all the more, "you go, girl!"
And this one time, Beca gave into her more childish side, and she gave him a high five, a celebration between two co-workers and friends, that at least one of them, was getting lucky tonight!
Chapter Seven: Grocery Shopping with the Mitchells (and Amy)
Between Beca Mitchell, her new wife, doctor-in-training Chloe Mitchell, and their roommate and best friend, Amy Hobart, Beca figured that by splitting up, they could grab what they needed at the little mom-and-pop grocery store much faster than if just one of them had gone alone. The thing is, it was technically Beca's turn to shop. She was becoming more and more well known in America, and Chloe knew her wife also had an aversion to grocery stores in general, so Beca was rarely assigned this duty. But Chloe had been incredibly busy with mid-term testing in her second semester that year at vet school, and Amy was busy… being Amy, so it had been left to Beca… and left… and left… and… it was now crucial that they go to the store, because they were running out of food and toiletries.
Shopping online was not something that Chloe felt comfortable with, seeing as how the last few times they had tried it, she had ended up with shriveled up fruit, and the smallest pick of vegetables known to man. Hiring someone to shop for them was no longer an option, as the last time they had done so, the person had found out it was for Beca Mitchell, singer extraordinaire, and had caused quite a bit of drama in their lives for nearly a week. That left doing the chore themselves.
Beca though, had conned her companions into helping her during her turn. Chloe, of course, even while busy studying every night after school, would drop everything if it meant she was helping her wife of three months. The woman's adoration of Beca, born at their first meeting on the campus of Barden University so many years ago, had never ebbed, or left, but had only grown to epic proportions, so she would do anything for her little Beca-Boo. And Amy? Well, since she was far less adoring of Beca and her charms, she was promised getting out of any more housework for the rest of the week, as well as a stop at Dairy Queen on the way home. That was enough to persuade her of helping out, begrudgingly though it was. On the way to the store, she was already looking things up on the Dairy Queen website for the biggest, most expensive treat she could get there…
Before even leaving for the store, Chloe had sensibly divvied up the grocery list, dividing it as equally as possible (meaning, she took half for herself, and split the other half between Beca and Amy), and the three women had separated, seeking out their own grocery treasures, eager to rejoin with their party at the check out aisle, as soon as possible.
Beca glanced down at her note and groaned. She'd ended up with the frozen food items, which meant, she felt pressure to hurry and get them in a timely manner, so they wouldn't melt and spoil. Since just being in the store gave her more than a bit of anxiety, this only added to her plight.
Whipping out her cell phone…
[Beca Mitchell]
Chlo, baby WHY did you give me the frozen food list?
[Chloe Mitchell]
I didn't. I know you hate shopping for frozen foods. You said it gives you performance anxiety,
or something.
[Beca Mitchell]
Not performance, just regular anxiety! But babe, I'm looking down at the list and all I see are items
of the frozen variety.
[Amy Hobart]
Oh, hey, Beca. LOL I switched notes with you!
[Chloe Mitchell]
But Amy, I thought you LOVED the frozen foods aisle. You said you liked drawing obscene
pictures into the frost with your finger, and that you liked to make boob imprints on the glass.
[Beca Mitchell]
WTF, Ames? First of all, you're disgusting! Secondly, I thought this was just a private convo between
my wife and I. Thirdly, I… don't even think I have a thirdly. The first two are enough!
[Amy Hobart]
I fixed it in your phone so I could be added to the conversation at the store, in case I couldn't
find something, or got bored and decided to bail. Also, I thought it would be kind of funny to
switch the lists, because, you know, Beca hates shopping in the frozen food section especially!
[Chloe Mitchell]
Amy! That was very unkind! You know how poor Becs has an aversion to grocery stores! And
also that she gets too cold in the frozen food section!
[Beca Mitchell]
What Chloe is being too nice to say here, Ames, is that you're an asshole! And if you keep it up,
we're going to be driving right past the Dairy Queen on our way home from the store!
[Amy Hobart]
Oh, FFS! Fine! Wanna meet up and switch lists again, Beca?
[Beca Mitchell]
No, I will try to get through this just for the sake of getting out of here in a hurry!
[Chloe Mitchell]
That's my brave little Beca-Boo!
[Beca Mitchell]
Thanks, baby. 3
[Chloe Mitchell]
You're so welcome, love. 3 3 3
[Amy Hobart]
Jesus, you two! Give it a rest! You make me regret adding myself to your stupid conversation!
[Beca Mitchell]
Good! :P
[Amy Hobart]
Bite me, Mitchell!
[Chloe Mitchell]
Hey!
[Amy Hobart]
Not YOU, Red, I meant the OTHER, shorter, ass hat of the two!
[Beca Mitchell]
Shut the fuck up, Ames!
[Amy Hobart]
No, YOU shut up!
[Beca Mitchell]
That's it! No ice cream tonight for YOU, Amy!
[Amy Hobart]
You wouldn't! I interrupted important Fat Amy Winehouse business to come to this stupid store
with you, anyway, because you're too lazy to go by yourself!
[Beca Mitchell]
Right. You were taking a nap, Amy.
[Amy Hobart]
Well, Fat Amy Winehouse needs her beauty rest!
[Beca Mitchell]
You know, I think we WILL stop by Dairy Queen… for Chloe and me!
[Amy Hobart]
You wouldn't DARE, Mitchell!
[Beca Mitchell]
Oh, wouldn't I?
[Amy Hobart]
Chloe wouldn't let you be that mean!
[Beca Mitchell]
I think Chloe might be on my side for this. Let's see… Chloe likes Dilly Bars… and I fancy a hot
fudge sundae…
[Amy Hobart]
Hey, I want my large banana split, with 3 kinds of sauce, whip cream, nuts and 3 cherries! I
came to this stupid store, so I better get my reward!
[Beca Mitchell]
Sorry. Thought I heard that DQ was out of bananas today.
[Amy Hobart]
Beca, you're just pulling that shit out of your ass!
[Beca Mitchell]
Gross, but isn't that where shit usually comes from?
[Amy Hobart]
You KNOW what I mean!
[Beca Mitchell]
Either way, you're not getting a banana split. Maybe a small dipped cone, but even that's pushing it,
considering the way you're acting, young lady!
[Amy Hobart]
Oh, shut up! Dad!
[Beca Mitchell]
Fuck you! Don't you mean, MOM?
[Amy Hobart]
Chloe is the mom, you're…
[Beca Mitchell]
STFU! Like either of us would ever have a mutant like YOU for a kid, anyway! :P
Beca laughed appreciatively at her own text. She'd really told old Amy off! She looked up to see Amy standing in front of her, daggers in her eyes. To Amy's left, was Chloe, who looked tired, and had a cart full of groceries, including all of the frozen stuff Beca was supposed to be getting.
"Uh… hi, Chlo," she squeaked.
"I got ALL of the groceries, children," she announced, in a tone that indicated she was less than amused by she and Amy's idiotic text battle, which was all they had done, instead of doing any shopping at all. "Let's go!"
Beca shared a worried glance with Amy, who looked equally perplexed. "Yes, ma'am," they both murmured, properly chastised, and they followed her to the check out aisle, remaining silent the entire time, as Chloe cheerfully got their purchases rung up, making small talk with the young twenty-something cashier with the long, purple hair. She also thanked the young man bagging their items with a smile that just about melted him right there in his khakis. All the while, Beca and Amy remained cautiously quiet, but Beca did pause long enough to glare at the young bagger, and made a point to show him her wedding ring, while gesturing at Chloe's retreating form for good measure.
The three women got to the car, and all of them pitched in to get everything loaded into the trunk. Then, just as silently, Beca slid into the driver's seat, while Chloe sat in the front passenger side, and Amy hustled into the backseat. Nobody knew what exactly to say, except maybe for…
"So, do I still get my banana split, or do I have settle for a stupid dipped cone instead?" the Australian asked in a whiny tone.
"I'll tell you what you can do with your banana split, Ames," Beca began, but Chloe gave her a look and she shut right up.
"This has been… telling," Chloe said, staring them both down, and making them nearly cower. It wasn't that the redhead was ever mean, or cruel, but even she had her limits, and when someone crossed them, they should be prepared to face the consequences. "I think we need to change the chore list around a bit."
"Really?" Beca asked hopefully, just as Amy added, "Good idea, Red."
With just another glance, both of them shut up again.
"From now on… I will be doing the grocery shopping on my own," Chloe announced, and Beca couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief. "Of course, that leaves cleaning out the pool, the rain gutters, trimming the trees and general yard clean up to you, Becs."
"But I hate-" Beca began, and she received quite the glare from her wife. "Sounds fair," she mumbled.
"Ha!" Amy taunted her. "You've been relegated to yard man, Beca! You have to clean up the yard!"
Before Beca could come up with something nasty to say back, Chloe interrupted to tell their friend in the back seat, "And Amy, my dear, you'll be in charge of cleaning the bathrooms, all six of them in the main house, and including the two in the pool house and the one in the apartment above the garage."
"What the?" Amy began in disgust.
"Ha!" Beca turned the tables on her. "You've been relegated to cleaning up the toilets, Ames. You're the shit woman!"
The two of them began to argue again, until Chloe said, "Do I need to make you take turns mopping, too?"
"No, ma'am," they both said quickly.
"Good," Chloe said, sounding especially chipper, as she sat back in the seat and enjoyed the drive home.
But after a moment….
"So, are we gonna stop at Dairy Queen, or what?"
Chapter Eight: Need You By My Side, You'll Never Be Denied, Everlasting Love!
Chloe brought in a tray with some soft drinks and a big bowl of popcorn to the living room. She set it on the coffee table in front of the couch where her wife of nearly twenty-five years sat, stretching contentedly.
Beca smiled lovingly at the gorgeous ginger who, even past the age of 50, could still turn heads, especially hers. "Thanks for the snack, baby." She patted the cushion beside her. "Room for one more…" And she gave her a flirtatious wink.
Chloe sat down beside her wife, gazing longingly into Beca's dark blue eyes. Crows feet be damned, Beca Mitchell was still the most beautiful woman she had ever seen! Wrapping her arm around the brunette's slim shoulder, she leaned in for a passionate kiss.
"Mmm, Beca-Boo, I am so glad for this chance to be completely alone with you…"
"Me, too, beautiful," Beca agreed, running her hand sensually up and down her wife's supple thigh. "We definitely need to send the girls camping more often."
"Oh, Becs," Chloe chuckled. She knew her wife missed their two daughters as much as she did. Twenty-one year old Elizabeth, and her nineteen and a half year old sister, Aubrey, were home from college at Barden University for the summer, and had volunteered at a local girls' camp out at Lake Durant State campground for the weekend. Amy, their "auntie", and always the life of the party, had, surprisingly, agreed to come along with them and volunteer herself.
"So, we've got popcorn, some soda, a movie, a couch, and each other. I'd say we're set for the evening," Beca told her, rubbing her hands together in anticipation, which Chloe found… interesting, seeing as Beca wasn't really big on movie night, especially lately.
"Agreed," Chloe replied, kissing her wife again. "What movie did you end up choosing for us, love?"
"Uh… I dunno. One of the Avatar movies, I think. You know, the big blue guys? How many of them are there now? Anyway, I think it's the last one," Beca said absently, all the while running her fingers seductively through Chloe's red, silky locks. She had plans for this lady tonight. Fun, sexy plans that didn't really have much to do with a movie about big blue people…
"But honey, didn't we just watch this one a couple of weeks ago?" Chloe reminded her. "Plus, I thought you called it pretentious, if I recall…"
Beca snickered. "Most movies now a days are, though, anyway. I just picked a movie we've already seen, but with a decent musical score, so we could ignore it and do some serious necking." She waggled her eyebrows at Chloe.
The redhead laughed appreciatively. "And the popcorn?"
"Fuel, for stamina," Beca explained, starting the movie and then snuggling up to her wife on the couch. "Not as young as I used to be, babe."
"Well, you're still just as beautiful to me as the day we met," Chloe told her, pushing Beca back to lie down and sliding on top of her. "You can still drive me wild," she whispered, before sucking on the brunette's sensitive earlobe.
The two beautiful women began to kiss and touch and moan and whisper sweet nothings to each other. The love between them was strong and solid, and equally matched by the lust they still harbored for each other.
"Chloe," Beca moaned happily, "our anniversary is coming up…"
"Yeah," the redhead sighed in pleasure. "Twenty-five years, love. We need to do something really special to commemorate the occasion."
"I think so, too," Beca agreed, and she stopped making out with her wife, instead looking up into her bright blue eyes, an unreadable expression on her face.
"Becs, what is it?" Chloe asked in concern, as Beca urged her to sit upright on the sofa, and she quickly followed suit. "Honey?" she asked again, touching the brunette's cheek.
"How about we get married again?" Beca asked, almost shyly.
"What?" Chloe asked in surprise.
"We should get married again," Beca reiterated, as the musical score blazed dramatically in the background. "Renew our vows. Whatever you call it."
Those bright blue eyes staring intently at the singer grew misty with great love- an everlasting love. "Really?" Chloe whimpered, quite emotional.
Beca got down on one knee in front of Chloe, and produced a ring from her pocket. It wasn't an engagement ring- they both already had one- but a simple, platinum rainbow band with the birthstones of the two of them, as well as their two daughters' embedded into it.
"So, will you?" she asked quietly, but full of intensity. "Marry me, again, my beautiful Chlo?"
"Oh, my God!" Chloe began to sob. "Yes! Of course, my love! I'm yours forever!" She let Beca slip the ring on her ring finger of her right hand. "I love you," she cried, wrapping her arms around her wife.
Beca returned the embrace, and kissed Chloe passionately. She, too, was quite emotional over the moment, tears forming in her eyes as well. "I love you, Chlo. I'm yours forever, too!"
Pulling her up onto the couch beside her, Chloe snuggled her wife. "Oh, sweetheart, I've got to get you a matching ring, as well!"
"Eh, got you covered," Beca said sheepishly, and she retrieved an identical ring out of her other pocked, handing it to Chloe. "I was… pretty confident about you saying 'yes'."
"As you should be," Chloe assured her affectionately. She held the matching ring up to her wife. "Will you marry me again, too, love?"
"Like you even have to ask," Beca laughed joyfully. She let Chloe slip it on her right-hand ring finger, also. They kissed again, holding each other tightly.
As soon as the mushy stuff got out of the way, Beca's next objective was to work in some foreplay, before getting into some serious lovin' on the couch, and again, later, in their bed. (Whoever it was that said a woman's sexual peak was in her forties, had obviously never met the two of them!)
Chloe, however, was on a different train of thought…
"Oh, darling, this is so exciting! We need to call Amy and the girls! Ooh, and our parents! Oh, and Aubrey, and all the Bellas! Did you want to call Billy, or should I? And then we should mmph… mmm…"
Beca interrupted Chloe's chattering in the best way possible- with a long, slow, wet kiss that passionately, effectively silenced her fervor for calling anyone any time soon. "Later, gorgeous," she whispered seductively to the redhead. "Right now, it's just about us. Let's just enjoy each other's company…"
Chloe got the gist immediately, and she slyly pushed Beca back down on the couch, covering her small form with her own. "Mmm, we'll start here, and see how many rooms we can go through, just having fun…"
"Oh, Jesus, Chlo! I love the way you think when you're horny!"
Then the two of them forgot all about the movie, forgot all about texting their family and friends about the good news (which Beca had hinted at to Amy and her daughters before they had gone camping, and who they had then spread all over their family network), and just concentrated on loving each other, which was what had made this entire moment possible!
It wasn't until the next morning, that Beca noticed all of the texts she'd received on her phone the night before, when she'd been too busy to answer.
[Amy Hobart]
Hey, Mitchell, so did you pop the question, or not? Let us know!
[Elizabeth Mitchell]
Yo, Mama! LOL Did you really ask Mom to marry you again, you big sap?
[Aubrey Mitchell]
Oh, Mama! I heard you are going to ask Mommy to renew your vows! That's so romantic!
Please tell us all about it!
[Amy Hobart]
You're boning her right now, aren't you Beca? Jesus! You guys are in your damn 50s, you
know! Act your age! :P Oh, wait. That tongue thing, it wasn't meant as… well, actually, yeah,
I DID mean it that way, you lesbo! LOL
[Aubrey Posen]
Hi, Beca, it's me, Aubrey. Amy text me earlier this evening, and told me you and Chloe are
going to renew your vows! How exciting! For some reason, Chloe isn't answering my texts
(I've sent her six of them now), so could you pass it on that I am offering my services for maid
of honor again? Please have her call me ASAP! We have so much planning to do!
[DJ Khaled]
Whoa, Beca my (wo)man! LOL Amy told me that you and Chloe Bowie are tying the knot again!
Congrats to you both! I sent a text to Chloe earlier, but haven't heard back. I know she sometimes
forgets where she leaves her phone. Anyway, if you'd like, I could throw you both a big, rocking party! Let me know! Love to you both!
[Amy Hobart]
Are u 2 done shagging yet? People are texting me off the hook! Get done and get back 2 me!
[Russell Mitchell]
Becs, it's Dad! Amy texted your mom, and she texted Sheila and I about your upcoming renewal
of the vows. You've done your old man proud. I can't wait! Love to you both.
[Clara Beale]
Hi, Beca, it's Mommy! Well, your mom Clara, I mean! 3 Your little Aubrey just called me with
the big news that you and Chloe will be renewing your vows, and we couldn't be more thrilled! I
tried to call Chloe, but she didn't answer her phone. If you're with her, could you please ask her
to call me, sweetheart? Oh, you two are so sweet and romantic together! I'm very proud of you
both! Congratulations!
[Aubrey Mitchell]
Mama, Mommy won't answer me either! Where are you guys? Please let us know every detail!
[Elizabeth Mitchell]
I just told Aubs that she probably wouldn't want to hear EVERY detail. Come on, Mama, quit
humping Mom and call us already! We're your kids, your sweet little angels, dammit, and we
want to hear from you!
[Amy Hobart]
What the hell, Beca? Are you bumping and grinding in every fucking room in the house?
Oh, God! Stay off of my bed, and out of my tub! As a matter of fact, stay the hell out of my
room entirely, you naughty little pervs!
[Beca Mitchell- to Amy Hobart (the next morning)]
Too late. ;)
The End
Thank you for reading, I hope you have enjoyed it. If you are interested in any original characters mentioned in this story and want to know more, here's where you can find them…
Russell Mitchell (Beca's father) was featured prominently in the last chapter of my "Four Seasons" story.
Clara Beale (Chloe's mother) was featured in the same story, "Four Seasons", especially in the second chapter.
Elizabeth Mitchell, and Aubrey Mitchell, Beca and Chloe's daughters, made their debuts in my chapter story, "Movie Night", in the last, two chapters. Also see the last chapter of "Everybody Poops" for more kid fare.
If you are curious about the story when Beca and Chloe get married at all, please read, "It's Real Love, It's Really Real", for more details.
