"Bloe all the way." Fat Amy exclaimed, nose to nose with her roommate.
"No. Mitchsen sexual tension when they argue is enough to make my panties drop. There's no way I'm letting that go." Stacie fired back. "This is getting ridiculous."
"No you're ridiculous."
"No this is. We've had the same fight for a week straight. We can't even hang out any more because it turns into a fight about who's right. I hate it. I miss my best friend. We need to figure something out today so we can stop arguing."
"Yeah. Too bad we can't do the same thing that we did to Jessica and Ashley. If we locked them in a room they could fight it out to figure out who dated who."
"Amy that's a great idea!"
"It is? I mean, of course it is."
Stacie hugged Amy and bounced up and down in her excitement, "It's great because whoever really likes Beca will end up with her. Plus if they both like her then they can hash it out while they're locked up."
"Yeah, but how will we know who decided to date her?"
"Well I figure it'll be whoever comes to practice well fucked the day after."
"Then we'll just have one Bella left to hook up."
"I kind of hope it's Chloe that's left because Aubrey is almost as scary as Lily."
"We'll see Legs, we'll see."
It took an additional four days for the duo to finalize their plan. Mostly because it took several modifications to the Bella practice hall. They had to involve some other people and both girls were weary. They couldn't have anyone spilling the beans and it getting back to their targets.
Finally after all the modifications were finished the girls waited for their chance. It took three Bella practices before Aubrey became too much for everyone. Normally the girls stuck around to put the props (not that they used them in the sets but who knows what goes on in Aubrey's brain) away, but this time they all left as soon as they could.
Amy and Stacie hung back in the shadows where no one could see them. They waited until all three girls made it into the prop room before Amy struck, pulling the door shut and hanging on. Stacie ran around securing the rope to the door and the wench they'd had installed on the bottom of the bleachers. It had an auto timer and was set to release after a couple of hours. They figured that would be enough for someone to make the first move.
The scheming duo left the practice hall in high spirits. They'd yet to fail, and were off to do some celebrating at Stacie's favorite club. One she'd started to bring Amy to when they'd started their plotting. If they could have seen into the practice room they would have realized celebrating should have been the last thing on their mind. They should have been using the time to plan their flight from Barden.
"I'm going to kill them. I'm going to track them down and strangle them." Aubrey growled as she pounded on the door.
Behind her Beca started losing her battle to keep her laughter from spilling out. "What do you think they were trying to accomplish here? I mean, the other girls have all mentioned some run in with them but what are they trying to do here? Do they want us all to get together?"
"Whatever it is they were trying to do doesn't matter. This needs to stop. They are getting out of hand. I mean what if there was a fire. We'd be stuck in here. They've gone too far this time." Chloe said as she paced around the room.
Unknown to the other Bellas Chloe had a fear of small spaces. The prop closet wasn't normally small, but with three people and after two hours it seemed smaller than ever. Aubrey and Beca both stopped what they were doing and went to comfort the increasingly anxious redhead. They settled down and distracted her by planning what they were going to do to the infuriating duo.