DAY 21- MILLION DOLLAR CHRISTMAS?

Prompt from Tumblr User donttouchmybeats: So about that Christmas prompt, how about Bechloe and Junksen spending Christmas together and Beca and Emily spoiling their girlfriends with lavish gifts (Both are very successful in the music business, aka millionaires) I hope that wasn't too specific, anyways feel free to change anything or everything hahaha.

[A/N: I don't usually write Junksen, so I hope this is okay].

"The chalet with two Master Bedrooms sounds perfect," Beca said into her phone. "Arriving on December twenty-third, departing on January second."

Beca listens and makes a few notes. "Right. The last name is Mitchell with two Ls."

Beca is wearing a big smile as Emily opens the door to Beca's office. Beca waves her in, and Emily closes the door behind her. She walks over and sits in the chair across from Beca's desk.

"Everything sounds perfect. Thank you!" Beca ended the call. "Ha, it's done."

"What's done?"

"I have made and confirmed our reservations for Christmas at the ski resort," Beca said. "We will have a chalet all to ourselves with a chef, butler, and maid. We won't have to worry about anything. This Christmas is going to be the best Christmas ever."

"That's great news," Emily said. "We'll need to make sure Brey and Chloe have their passports updated."

"Do you know where Aubrey keeps hers?"

"Yeah, I think so," Emily said. "Why?"

"We want this to be a surprise, remember? You'll have to check it to make sure it's up-to-date. If it's not, we'll have to figure out a way to renew it without her finding out."

"Okay," Emily said. "But I don't know how I'll keep her from finding out. I'm no good at lying to Aubrey. She can always tell."

"I've got a better idea," Beca said. "Ask her if it's up-to-date. Tell her you're checking to make sure so she can meet you anywhere you are during your European concert tour. I don't know how long it takes to renew a passport, so it makes sense."

"That's a good idea," Emily said. "We've talked about her joining me for at least a week while I'm in Europe."

"See? Problem solved," Beca said. "No lying and we can still keep the Christmas trip a surprise."

"What about when we get to the airport?" Emily asked. "They'll know where we're going as soon as we get to the airport. The security people will say the destination; then they'll announce it at the gate while we're waiting to board."

"Trust me, Emily," Beca said. "They won't know where we are going until we actually arrive. I rented a private jet to fly us over, and I've instructed that the pilots be told not to mention our destination until we're landing."

"I love that," Emily squealed. "This is exciting. They will never guess we're taking them skiing in the French Alps for Christmas."

~25 Days~ ~25 Days~ ~25 Days~ ~25 Days~

Chloe and Aubrey were out shopping. It was just a month until Christmas, and they were still trying to find gifts for their girlfriends, who were both so very hard to shop for.

It wasn't that they didn't like what Chloe and Aubrey got for them. It's just anything they needed or wanted they bought themselves. They had the money and figured why not?

"What are you thinking of getting for Emily?" Chloe asked as she looked at the display case of watches in front of her.

"I don't know," Aubrey said with a sigh. "She doesn't really need anything. When I ask her what she wants I just get 'whatever you get me, babe, will be fine.' That's no help at all."

"Same with Beca," Chloe said.

"I know they have something up her sleeve for us this year," Aubrey said. "Beca and Emily have been whispering a lot when they're together. And it's not about Em's album."

"I've noticed that, too," Chloe said. She let out a heavy sigh and ran a hand through her hair. "I love Beca, I swear I do, but-." She sighed again. "I wish she'd stop spending so much money on me. I know she has more money than she knows what to do with, but I'm just an elementary school teacher. It feels wrong driving up to my public school in a brand new BMW every year, or wearing diamonds all the time."

"I know what you mean," Aubrey said. "Emily's the same way."

"I just want a nice quiet Christmas at home," Chloe said. "Have a few family and friends over for a nice Christmas Eve dinner. Then have Christmas Day just be us and maybe you and Emily."

"That sounds like heaven," Aubrey said. "Maybe we should just tell them that's what we want."

"They never ask us what we want," Chloe said. "They just take us on some expensive trip and spend way too much of gifts we don't need. And then smile like idiots when they give them to us." Chloe sighed and said, "I sound like an ungrateful bitch. I just think the money could be better spent elsewhere. Like giving it to charity. Or setting up a scholarship fund at Barden."

"We need to stage an intervention," Aubrey said. "We need to tell them the Christmas we want this year and stick to our guns."

~25 Days~ ~25 Days~ ~25 Days~ ~25 Days~

Two weeks later, Emily is in the studio recording a new song for her next album.

"Take five, Em," Beca said through Emily's headset. "Come on out and let's give it a listen."

Emily nods her head and removes the headset, carefully hanging them on the mic stand. She steps out of the booth as she fluffs her hair.

"Ready to listen?" Beca had her hands on the controls waiting for Emily's nod.

"Let's do it," Emily said with a smile.

Beca hits the playback, and they both listen closely. Emily nods her head to the music and smiles.

"That sounds pretty good."

"I think it's your best take yet. We should use this one."

"I agree," Emily said as Beca stopped the playback. "Hey, I've been meaning to ask you what you got Chloe for Christmas. Besides the ski trip."

"Well, her car is a year old, so I'm thinking about upgrading her to a newer model," Beca said. "I've also been thinking about maybe, uh, looking at, um, looking at, ugh!"

Beca dropped her forehead to the table in front of her.

"What's wrong?" Emily looks at Beca with concern. "Are you okay?"

"Yes, no," Beca said pulling her head to look at Emily. She ran both hands through her hair, clasping them behind her neck. She scrunched up her nose and said, "I've been thinking about asking Chloe to marry me."

Emily looked at Beca wide-eyed for a moment. "I've been thinking about asking Aubrey."

The two brunettes looked at each other and smiled.

"How romantic would it be to do it while skiing in the Fench Alps?"

"Let's go ring shopping," Beca exclaimed.

~25 Days~ ~25 Days~ ~25 Days~ ~25 Days~

"So, we agree," Chloe said. "We stage an intervention and tell Beca and Emily how we feel about all the money they spend on us. Right?"

"Yes," Aubrey said. "Let's do it tonight. We can have dinner here and talk."

"Perfect," Chloe said. "I'll text Beca and tell her to bring Emily home with her. They should both be at the studio."

Chloe pulled out her phone and sent a text. "Now we wait."

"How do you think we should bring it up?" Aubrey asked. "Maybe we should come up with a game plan. Think of things they'll say and have a response ready."

"That's not a bad idea," Chloe said.

~25 Days~ ~25 Days~ ~25 Days~ ~25 Days~

Beca and Emily were in the jewelry store looking at rings. The salesman was trying to remain calm because he was a big fan of both.

"Is there a specific cut you are looking for?" the salesman asked.

"I'm not sure," Beca said. "Chloe and I haven't really talked much about it. How about you, Em?"

"Aubrey likes the princess cut."

"Can you show her engagement rings with a princess cut. And I'd just like to see whatever you have. I'll know what Chloe would like when I see it. Oh, and money's no object so don't hold back the good stuff."

"Yes, ma'am," the salesman said with a smile. "I'll have to go to the back and get some of our more pricey items."

"That's fine," Emily said. "We'll wait."

The salesman left them at the counter and went in the back. Beca's phone pinged with a text message, and she pulled out her phone to see who it was from.

"Chloe just texted that you should come home with me," Beca said. "We're having dinner at our place, and she and Aubrey want to talk to us."

"That doesn't sound good," Emily said feeling anxious. "What could they want to talk about?"

"Probably Christmas," Beca said. "They'll probably pull out all the stops to get us to tell them what we have planned for them."

"Text Chloe back and tell her we'll pick something up for dinner," Emily said. "I don't want them buttering us up with our favorite meal or something. I'll cave and tell them everything."

"Stay strong, Em," Beca said and laughed. "How about Chinese?"

"That's good," Emily said.

Beca texted Chloe and told her they'd pick up Chinese and be home around six. Chloe texted back agreeing and said she'd see them about six.

The salesman came back with a tray of diamond engagement rings and a security guard. "My apologies, ladies. It is our policy that any time these rings are brought out, a security guard must be present."

"No worries," Beca said. "We understand. Now, tell us about these rings."

~25 Days~ ~25 Days~ ~25 Days~ ~25 Days~

"I'm still nervous," Emily said as they arrived at Beca's mansion. "What if it's more than Christmas? What if they realized they were in love with each other and are going to dump us? What if-"

"EMILY!" Beca yelled to stop the young girl's ramblings. "They are not going to break up with us. Where did that even come from?"

"I'm sorry," Emily said. "It's just that, Chloe has known Brey so much longer than I have. Plus, Brey is older and probably gets tired of how immature I am sometimes. I wouldn't blame her for looking somewhere else."

"Wow, Em," Beca said. "You and Aubrey have been together for three years. And, trust me, no one was more surprised than I was when I learned you two were dating. But, I know for a fact that she loves you as much as you love her. And, she's really proud of what you've accomplished in such a short time. I mean, you're only twenty-three, and you're making more money than I did at your age."

"Most of that is because of you," Emily said with a smile. She takes a deep breath and lets it out. "Okay, I'm good. Let's go hear what they have to say."

Beca shook her head and exited the car. Emily helped her get the Chinese takeout bags.

"Babe, we're home!" Beca called out as she dropped her keys on the small table next to the door.

Beca couldn't help but smile at the plethora of pictures that met everyone when they walked in the front door. There was a huge circular table in the middle of the foyer that housed photos from her and Chloe's childhoods.

There were two stairways that hugged the walls and curved up to the second floor. Each wall meticulously covered with their favorite photos. Family photos covered the left wall, while the right was covered with photos of their beloved Barden Bellas.

Beyond the table was a large entryway that led to the other rooms on the first floor. Beca moved around the table heading toward the back when she heard Chloe call out, "We're in the kitchen."

Beca and Emily make their way to the kitchen and each great their respective girlfriend's with a kiss.

"How was your day?" Beca asked Chloe as she placed the takeout bags on the counter.

"It was good," Chloe said as she got plates from the cabinet. "Brey and I did some Christmas shopping."

Emily nervously placed the bags she was carrying on the countertop. She sat down as Aubrey opened the refrigerator.

"Can you grab me a beer while you're in there, Aubrey?" Beca asked and took a seat across from Emily.

"You got it," Aubrey said. "Babe, you want a beer or a Coke?"

"Are you and Chloe having an affair and breaking up with us?"

All movement ceased, and three pairs of startled eyes looked at Emily. Emily looked back at them.

Suddenly, Aubrey started laughing, followed quickly by Chloe.

"Oh, baby," Aubrey said after a moment. She placed the drinks on the counter and walked behind Emily and put her arms around her. "Where did you get a silly idea like that? I love you, and I'm not leaving you for anyone."

"I'm sorry," Emily said as Aubrey hugged her from behind. "I guess I just got nervous when you said you wanted to talk."

"Em," Beca said. "I thought you were going to be cool and wait until we heard what they had to say before you went off the deep end."

"Wait," Chloe said looking at Beca. "You talked about this? Like you two really thought that Brey and I were secret lovers or something."

"Nooo," Beca said holding up a finger to stop Chloe. "Emily got nervous and started rambling about why you wanted to talk to us. She somehow got it into her head that you two realized you were in love with each other and leaving us so you could be together. I talked her down. At least I thought I did."

"You know I love you, right?" Chloe asked as she put her arms around Beca's shoulders.

"Of course," Beca said. "And, I love you, too."

"You also know that you don't need to buy my love," Chloe said.

"Oh, we're diving right in," Aubrey said as she pulled away from Emily. "Why don't we all sit down before we continue."

Beca gave Chloe a confused look as she turned to join Aubrey and Emily at the counter. Beca sat next to Chloe and turned so she was facing her.

"What did you mean?" Beca asked. "That I don't need to buy your love."

Chloe takes Beca's hands in hers. "It's just that you and Emily are always spending so much money on things for us. Things that are valuable but not necessary."

"What do you mean?" Emily asked looking between Aubrey and Chloe.

"We mean," Aubrey said. "We already have everything we could ever need or want. We don't need more things."

"Like what things?" Beca asked crossing her arms and looking down at the counter.

Chloe could hear the hurt in Beca's voice. "Babe, look at me. Please?" Beca turns her head to look at Chloe. "I appreciate everything you buy me, I do. It's just. I don't really need a new car every year. And I have enough jewelry for six women."

"And we don't need trips to exotic places every few months," Aubrey said looking at Emily. "A nice trip here or there is fine."

"And, we know you're planning some fancy trip for Christmas," Chloe added.

"But, we want a nice, quiet Christmas at home," Aubrey added. "Just the four of us."

"So, you wouldn't want to go skiing in the French Alps for Christmas?" Beca asked.

"As lovely as that sounds," Chloe said with a genuine smile. "No, I wouldn't."

"How about you, Brey?" Emily asked.

"I'm with Chloe on this," Aubrey said. "And, I promise I'm not just saying it to prove anything."

"Okay, then," Beca said. "I'll cancel the reservation."

"I have another request," Chloe said. "It's something I really want this Christmas."

Beca let out a breath and looked at Emily. "Okay, what is it?"

"Donate the money you would have spent on our trip in my grandmother's name to the American Cancer Society."

"I'd be proud to do that," Beca said and hugged Chloe.

"Thank you," Chloe said teary-eyed. "That's the best present you could give me."

"What about you, Brey?" Emily asked looking at her girlfriend. "Where should we donate?"

"I'd like to donate locally," Aubrey said. "To some soup kitchens and women's shelters in the city."

"That's a great idea," Emily said.

The two couples sat quietly holding each of their respective loves for a few minutes.

Emily was the first to pull back. She looked at Aubrey. "You really don't want to go to the French Alps for Christmas?"

"I'd much rather go to Paris in the Spring," Aubrey said.

"Consider it a date," Emily said with a smile. "I start my European tour in Paris at the end of April. We'll go a week before and spend the time enjoying the city and each other."

"That is definitely a date," Aubrey said and kissed Emily.

"How about you, Chlo?" Beca asked. "Do you want to see Paris in the Spring, too?"

"I have a better idea," Chloe said. "How about a staycation? You take a week off and we spend it at home taking walks along the beach or going to the Farmer's Market. Just relaxing and being with each other. I can't remember the last time we did any of that. I love when we just hang out together, just the two of us."

"I love that idea," Beca said and smiled.

"So, we're all good?" Chloe asked looking into Beca's eyes. "You're not mad at us? You don't think we're ungrateful bitches?"

"Of course not," Beca said. She kissed Chloe. "I just wish you had said something sooner. In the beginning, we didn't have much. And now that we can afford it, I like buying and giving you nice things."

"I'm with Beca on that," Emily said while holding Aubrey. "I'm so much younger than you that I feel like I need to prove that I can take care of you. And buying you expensive things is how I show you that I can, you know, take care of you."

"Oh, baby," Aubrey said putting her hands on Emily's cheeks. "We could live in a shack, and it wouldn't make me love you any less. I love you. Not your money. You. Not what you buy for me. Just you."

Emily smiled with tears in her eyes. "Let's go home."

"That's the best thing I've heard all night," Aubrey said. She kissed Emily. "Let's go."

"Thanks for everything, you guys," Emily said. "But, we're going to go home. We need to, uh, talk some more."

"Yeah, talk." Beca snickered.

"Oh, hush, you," Chloe said and gave Beca a playful slap. "We'll walk you out."

The four girls walked to the front door.

"I'll call you tomorrow, Brey," Chloe said and hugged Aubrey.

Aubrey then hugged Beca; Emily did the same.

"See you tomorrow, Em," Beca said as she and Aubrey left.

Beca closed the door and looked at Chloe. "Let's eat."

~25 Days~ ~25 Days~ ~25 Days~ ~25 Days~

Christmas morning found Beca and Chloe sitting on their sofa drinking coffee. The presents had been opened, and they were just enjoying the quiet together.

"You know," Beca said. "This is one of the best Christmases I can remember. You were right. I enjoyed last night with just having family and friends over for dinner. And this morning with just us has been ideal."

"So, you're not mad about having to cancel the French Alps trip?"

"Not really," Beca said. "I know we would have had fun, but this really is so much better."

"I'm glad," Chloe said and kissed Beca. "What do you want for breakfast?"

"Um, before we do that, I have another gift for you," Beca said nervously. "Just don't be mad, okay?"

"Beca, what did you do?" Chloe asked sitting up to look at her.

"Come with me to the garage, and I'll show you," Beca said.

"Beca," Chloe said with a slight warning in her voice.

"Just come see before you get mad at me," Beca said and stood to go to the garage.

Chloe didn't say anything. She followed Beca to the garage door where Beca had stopped.

"First, let me say, I didn't break my promise," Beca said. "I did not buy you a new car. I bought you this..."

Beca opened the door and let Chloe step through. Chloe let out a small gasp. "Beca!"

"I remember how you used to love that old Jeep of yours," Beca said. "So, I found one just like it and bought it for you."

Chloe had tears in her eyes and a smile on her face. "Beca, this is the best gift ever!"

Chloe kissed Beca and ran over to check out her "new" Jeep. Beca pulled the keys from her robe pocket and handed them to Chloe.

"Check it out," Beca said.

Chloe took the keys and opened the driver's side door. Her eyes got wide, and she let out a small gasp.

"Beca?"

Beca smiled and reached around Chloe and took the ring box off the seat. She stepped back and got down on one knee.

"YES!" Chloe shouted before Beca could say a word.

Beca chuckled and said, "I haven't you asked anything yet."

Chloe nodded her head as tears ran down her face.

"Chloe Beale, will you marry me?"

"Yes," Chloe said softly. "I would love to marry you."

Beca stood and pulled Chloe into a kiss. "I love you."

"I love you, too."

Chloe's phone rang and Beca chuckled. "That's probably Aubrey. Emily and I went ring shopping together."

Chloe squealed and answered the phone.

"Merry Christmas, Chlo," Beca said softly.