So, here's the "program" for the winter concert. I've concluded that all of their songs are about three minutes minutes in length, except the Bellas ICCA Finals performance, which is almost four. Let's just pretend that the whole thing lasted from 6:30-8:00 P.M., so you can decide the length of each local act. I went to Glee's Christmas albums to help with the song selection, so if you guys want to, you can look up their versions of the songs to gain a little more visualization/vocalization of the whole thing. Also, for the the duet, the - between two lines represent first Beca singing, then Jesse, if that makes sense.
ICCA Finals Performance- The Barden Bellas
The Most Wonderful Day of the Year- The Barden Bellas, BU Harmonics, and Treblemakers
Local Act #1
Local Act #2
Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree- The Barden Treblemakers
Local Act #3
My Favorite Things- The Barden Bellas
Local Act #4
Santa Baby- The BU Harmonics
Local Act #5
Jingle Bells- The Barden Bellas, BU Harmonics, and Treblemakers
Local Act #6
Local Act #7
Let it Snow- The Barden Bellas
10 Minute Intermission
Deck the Rooftop- The Barden Bellas
Local Act #8
Jingle Bell Rock- The Barden Treblemakers
Local Act #9
All I Want for Christmas is You- The BU Harmonics
Local Act #10
Baby, it's Cold Outside- Beca Mitchell and Jesse Swanson
Local Act #11
Silent Night- The Barden Bellas
Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer- The Barden Treblemakers
Local Act #12
Santa Claus is Coming to Town- The Barden Bellas, BU Harmonics, and Treblemakers
Disclaimer: I do not own ANY of these songs, characters, movies, etc. that I mention.
On the fifth day of Christmas my weirdo gave to me...
Five Standing Ovations
Beca groans. It felt like there were little men punching her skull from the inside, and she could still taste the tequila in her mouth. She opens her eyes, surprised to see Jesse gone. Instead, there was a little note on his pillow.
Beca,
GOOD MORNING WEIRDO! I, unfortunately, had to leave to take care of some last minute stuff for the concert, but I left you breakfast on my desk. If you're up by then, meet me for lunch around 12:30 and we can do one last rehearsal for the duet. If you aren't... I understand, I am happy that you got your sleep after a pretty crazy night. I guess I'll have to just eat my macaroni and cheese all by myself :(
See you soon, my Bella.
Your lover,
Jesse
She rolls her eyes at the letter, but finds herself smiling at his oddly sweet dorkiness. She takes his note and folds it neatly, taking it with her to his desk, where, sure enough, there was an empty bowl and a mini box of Froot Loops, and a banana and orange sitting on top. She slides the note into her bag that sat on his chair, and holds the sides of her head, moaning at the throbbing sensation that came whenever she moved. She reaches for a bottle of water and milk in his mini fridge and pours it into the bowl, cursing at herself for forgetting to put the cereal in first. She rubs her temples and reaches for her spoon, noticing a small pile of different vitamins sitting in its basin. She silently thanks Jesse as she pours the multicolored loops into the bowl of milk, sighing.
Jesse wasn't perfect, but he was pretty darn close. Beca didn't like it, but she certainly appreciated it. She takes out her phone, surprised to see that it was only 11:30. She pulls up her messages, tapping on his name.
To: The Weirdo
Where should I meet you for lunch?
She taps send and continues munching on the cereal, waiting for his reply.
From: The Weirdo
Good morning! You're up earlier than I thought you would. The usual place for lunch?
To: The Weirdo
Sure. I feel like shit. Note: We're never doing body shots. Ever. Again. Tequila's a bitch.
From: The Weirdo
Aww :( We definitely should ;) Last night was fun!
Beca shakes her head, sipping the last of the milk in her bowl.
To: The Weirdo
Okay, fine. Never doing it before a big performance. Can I not go tonight?
Before tapping send, she takes a quick picture of herself pouting, with her nose crinkled and eyes big.
From: The Weirdo
You're adorable. But, also hilarious, Mitchell. No.
She rolls her eyes and this time, she sends him a picture of herself flipping him off and a quick "fuck you". She throws her phone onto his bed and brings the empty bowl to the kitchen, where Benji was currently making some sort of card tower on the kitchen island.
"What're you doing there, Benji?" she asks, taking a seat next to the concentrated boy. He chews on his bottom lip, his hand shaking as he added another part of the tower onto the top. He sighs in relief, causing his work to topple over in a mess of floating cards.
"Nooo!" he cries, clutching his cheeks in horror. "Well, it doesn't really matter anymore, I guess." he slumps over the scattered cards, sweeping them off the counter with one hand and into another.
She frowns. "Dammit, it's all my fault, isn't it?"
"Oh no no no! It was mine! It has nothing to do with you, Beca!" he assures, scooping the cards into their box. "Are you excited for tonight?"
She snorts. "I can't wait."
"Oh. Well. I am! I'm excited to see your duet."
"Weren't you there yesterday?"
He shrugs. "Yeah, but I can't wait to really see what you two will be doing. I know that's not what'll actually happen. Maybe the vocals, but not the performance. You sound great, by the way."
"Thanks. You aren't sounding too bad yourself, I heard that belt!"
Benji blushes. "Aw thanks Beca! Also thank you for the snow globe!"
"You don't already have it, I hope?" she asks. She catches the flicker of nervousness in his eyes, making her frown. "You do, don't you?"
"I didn't think I did! Honest! I can never have too many, though! They're all special." he smiles, hoping to make her happy.
A wave of deja vu comes over her. Suddenly, she remembers Stacie, and how yesterday she said almost the same thing. She purses her lips, giving the boy a straight smirk. "You know what, Benji? The world needs more people like you running around." she watches as the blood rushes to his cheeks again, making her laugh. "I have to get on and get ready to meet Jesse for lunch. I'll see you later!"
He waves goodbye as she retreats back to Jesse's room and takes a shower before leaving the Treble house to her own dorm.
It was amazing how just a few hours ago, when Beca had checked up on the girls, they were all either passed out, looking green, groaning in pain, and/or all of the above. While they weren't quite as hungover as Beca, they were still quite zombielike in their behavior and appearance. It was two hours until showtime, and with the help of group cardio and a lot of water, the girls were at least functional. Thankfully, they still sounded great, and they all looked great in their costumes. It was just a matter of pulling it all together for the crowd. But first, the groups had some business to tend to.
Beca never quite realized how stressed Jesse was. It's not like he ever showed it, not until their lunch earlier when he began listing a million things per second. It was the first time she actually felt bad for always complaining about the whole thing. So, she decided to put something together for him. It was spontaneous, and so unlike her to do so, but she managed to plan a quick something to thank him for all of his work. She went to a bakery to order his favorite cake, and bought some balloons at the nearby party store. She even bought him a little extra present, just because he deserved it.
With Jesse currently away consulting the technical department, she calls the rest of the a cappella groups around the little fold out table, where the cake and balloons were tied to. Her present was hidden away in her bag, since she wanted to keep it privately between them. With everyone in on the surprise, she calls Jesse, telling everyone to shut up beforehand.
"Hello?"
"Hey, could you come down really quick? We have kind of an emergency. There's glass and blood everywhere. It's all over the stage."
"WHAT?!"
Before long, Jesse comes racing down the stairs, panicking. He heads straight for the stage, failing to notice everyone gathered backstage. Beca bites the inside of her cheek, trying not to laugh as he comes back from behind the curtain with a confused look on his face.
"You lied! There's no emergency..." He hangs up the phone, finally noticing everyone. "What's going on?" Beca grins and walks over to him, taking him by the hand to the front of the cake. "What's this?"
"We just wanted to say thank you for all of your hard work." she says, lighting up at the look of surprise and gratitude on his face.
"No matter how shitty all of the rehearsals have been!" Someone yells.
Everyone murmurs their agreement, making him chuckle. "Glad to hear you guys are loving the experience."
"But seriously, thanks dude, for putting this all together." One of the Trebles say, patting him on the back. Once again, everyone agrees and praises Jesse for his hard work. She can't fight the smile off his face as he gets flooded with compliments of gratitude. He offers to slice the cake and passes out paper plates to everyone who wanted a piece. Beca declines a plate when he comes and hands her one. Instead, she pulls him aside into the ladies dressing room.
"Thank you for organizing that. That was sweet of you to do." he says, grinning as he places his hands on her waist, pulling her closer to him.
She bites the bottom of her lip, trying not to smile. "Who said I was the one who planned that?"
"Who else would know to order an angel food cake instead of a regular one?"
"Could totally be a lucky guess."
He shakes his head and leans in to kiss her. She rises on her toes, inviting his lips onto hers. The kiss was gentle. It was passionate, but only for a minute. He pulls away before her lips latch onto his again. They stay like that for a minute up until air becomes a problem.
"Look, I'm sorry that I've been kind of an asshole about the whole concert thing, especially about the duet, and I didn't realize how much you were doing for this. You deserve much more than cake." she pauses to read the playful expression on his face before digging into her bag for the present. "And, probably more than this too." She hands it to him. He raises his eyebrows and opens the envelope with the little bow on it. His smile grows huge, so huge that Beca almost can't stand it, as he picks her up and kisses the tip of her nose.
"YOU GOT US TICKETS TO SEE ANCHORMAN 2 TOMORROW!" She rolls her eyes at how exaggerated his excitement was. He puts her down. "But... Aren't you leaving tomorrow? Are you trying to tell me something?"
"Check the time, nerd."
"Oh." he says, noticing the Sunday matinee time. "So you can see it with me!" He raises a fist in victory, ignoring her eye roll.
They hear a knock at the door. "I hate to break up whatever you two are doing in there, but people are starting to show up, and we've got to get ready." They hear Chloe chirp from the other side. Jesse gives her one last look before she kicks him out, allowing the girls to come rushing in.
By the looks of it, it looked like their caroling worked; the arts center was nearly full. No one expected this much of a turn out, it made everything seem much more significant. The girls, after having just done their finals performance, quickly shimmy out of their clothes and into the holiday-wear. They only had two minutes to change, and it was complete and utter madness in the dressing room. Beca crosses her fingers, hoping nobody does something to make them look stupid on stage. She hears the crowd laugh at the emcee's joke, then the music starts playing. From her spot backstage, Beca hears one of the BU Harmonics start the song off.
We're on the island of misfit toys
Here we don't want to stay
We want to travel with Santa Claus in his magic sleigh
As she's quickly bobby-pinning her Santa hat onto her head, she picks up Benji's voice take over the stage.
A pack full of toys means a sack full of joys
For millions of girls and for millions of boys
When Christmas day is here
The most wonderful day of the year
A jack-in-the-box waits for children to shout
Aubrey urges the girls out of the dressing room to the wings, waiting for their entrance on the stage. From her place in the front of the line, she sees a BU Harmonic take over the mic.
"Wake up! Don't you know that it's time to come out!"
More singers begin to join her.
When Christmas day is here
The most wonderful day of the year
On her count, Beca steps onto the stage, with the rest of the Bellas following. They quickly join in on the choreography. She catches Jesse's eye as he begins singing his verse, riding a scooter he had gotten from his house the other day.
A scooter for Jimmy
Aubrey takes over the mic, cuddling a doll that was set on a giant cardboard box, wrapped to look like a present.
A dolly for Sue
Willy, the leader of the Harmonics, begins to sing, with Aubrey singing the following verse. Everyone joins in on the last verse, dancing around the stage like children.
The kind that will even say "How do you do?"
When Christmas day is here
The most wonderful day of the year
Chloe taps on Benji's shoulder. He pretends to act surprised, singing along with her.
How'd you like to be a spotted elephant?
Or a choo-choo with square wheels on your caboose!
Or a water pistol that shoots... jelly?
We are all misfits!
They all shout. Beca lurks in the back, vocalizing with everyone else. They end the song, with Emily, one of the freshmen Bellas, as the standout voice.
If we're on the island of unwanted toys
We'll miss all the fun with the girls and the boys
When Christmas day is here
The most wonderful, wonderful
Wonderful, wonderful
Wonderful day of the year!
The audience claps wildly, assuring everyone that their first number, other than their finals number, was a success. They run off the stage to either wing, high-fiving each other. The emcee introduces the next act, giving them longer time to get ready. The Bellas had four more acts to wait out until their next performance, relieving the girls greatly. They change into their holiday dresses, looking like little girls going to church on a Sunday morning. They slip on their white satin gloves and re-do their makeup, lengthening their lashes and smearing on red lipstick. They match pitch a couple times, warming up their voices in preparation for their next song. Aubrey hands everyone red bows to put in their hair. Soon enough, the two local acts finish up and the Trebles take the stage. Beca peeks at the boys from the wings, smirking at their tacky Christmas sweaters. Sure enough, they begin to 'rock' around the Christmas tree set in the middle of the stage, throwing around plastic ornaments and empty present boxes. She hums along with their vocalization, both because she needed her voice to stay warmed up, as well as the fact that it was so damn catchy. The audience falls into the same trap, clapping along with the boys. They end their number with a standing ovation, much to their surprise. She meets Jesse once they step off stage, handing him a water bottle.
"Nice sweater." she comments, poking his chest.
He shrugs. "Nice dress."
"I look like the combination between an old prude and a little girl. I don't know why I let Aubrey choose the costumes."
"You look—"
"Obnoxious? Repulsive?"
"I was going to say attractive."
"Should I be creeped out right now?" she teases, making him laugh. The local act on stage, a girl with a guitar singing some sort of blues-y Christmas song, begins to wrap up her song, prompting Beca to gather her girls around her for their next song. She waves Jesse off, who tells her to break a leg, and as soon as the girl comes off stage, the Bellas take their places behind the curtain, which opens up once the emcee announces them as the next act. Chloe starts it off, her face beaming.
Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
These are a few of my favorite things
Jessica steps forward and hooks arms with Chloe, beginning her solo.
Cream colored ponies and crisp apple streudels
Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles
They hold hands, beaming as the begin to harmonize.
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings
These are a few of my favorite things
Beca steps up with her mic, with Sam, the other new Bella, following behind. They pretend like they're having a fancy conversation, their hands raised as if they had wine glasses sitting in them. Beca twirls in her white dress, trying not to vomit at how cheesy the choreography was.
Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes
Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes
Just as the two before them, Beca and Sam hold hands as they begin to harmonize.
Silver white winters that melt into springs
These are a few of my favorite things
Beca switches partners so that Jessica was partners with Sam, and she was with Chloe. The four sing at once, ignoring the other girls twirling and singing around them.
When the dog bites
When the bee stings
When I'm feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don't feel so bad
They dance with the girls, allowing a short interlude that show off the background vocalists. They restart the song, however reversing the roles so now that Beca sang Sam's part, and Jessica's with Chloe's. They end the song holding hands, and without a standing ovation. They exit the stage, panting after twirling and dancing. This time, Jesse greets her with her own water bottle.
"You did great out there!" he says as she chugs down the rest of the water. She could see it, though. She could see the smug smile on his smug little face, waiting for just the right moment to brag. Sure, she was happy they got a standing ovation. They deserved it. She still hated that smug smile.
"You guys did, too."
"Yeeeeah." he says, dragging the word out coyly. "You know, I don't think I'll ever get over you singing 'Don't You'. Ever." he says unexpectedly, making her smile. Damn it, Swanson. It's all a part of his plan, she convinces herself. She wipes the smile off her face and pats his chest, shouldering past him to get ready for their next number. She hears him chuckle behind her, and suddenly she feels his hand wrap around her waist, pulling her back to him. "You deserve a million standing ovations on that solo alone." he whispers into her ear. She purses her ear and turns to face him, rolling her eyes.
"Good try, Swanson."
"Why, what are you talking about?" he asks, his eyes big, yet undeceiving. She shakes her head and walks away, entering the ladies' dressing room to find that the girls were all complaining.
"We need to crush those Trebles." Fat Amy yells, her fist pumping into the air as everyone shouts in agreement.
Beca raises her eyebrows, a coy smile on her face at the riot in the dressing room. The competition was on.
The first part of the concert was, thankfully, over, however the Bellas were still without their standing ovation. The Trebles' performance of Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree still proved to be the one to beat, which fueled the competitiveness between the Bellas and the Trebles. Some of the members were assigned to arrange the props on stage, which included a large chair that Santa was to sit in after the show was over. Beca drags the sack of presents (merchandise with their faces and logos on them) over to the chair, swatting away the floating glitter clouds that kept appearing from above her. Suddenly, Jesse plunks himself onto the chair, letting out a satisfied sigh.
"What would you like for Christmas, Miss Mitchell?" he asks, pulling her body onto his lap.
"I want to sleep and eat a burger because I'm still feeling the after effects of last night." she groans, rubbing her temples. She starts humming the tune to "Santa Baby", which the Harmonics were singing to just over fifteen minutes ago.
"It's not like it matters, you're not on the nice list, anyways." he chuckles.
"And why not?" she demands with a wry smile .
"You aren't exactly a saint, Miss Mitchell."
"How so?" she asks, leaning slowly over the armrest of the chair.
"Well, last night was a pretty admirable example of how naughty you've been this past year." he smirks.
"Hmm." she licks her lips, leaning closer so that she was mere inches away from his face. "I thought that was a nice gesture."
"Ew, get a room." Someone yells. Beca scrambles off of Jesse's lap, embarrassed.
"Jesse, we need your help!" another person calls. He pecks a kiss onto her cheek and follows the voice, shooting her an apologetic look. Beca turns around, surprised to see Lilly staring directly at her.
"Beca, Amy's making faces again." Lilly points to Fat Amy, who was clutching the curtains so that only her face was shown.
"Amy!"
Deck the halls with boughs of holly
Fa la la la la la la la la
Tis the season to be jolly
Fa la la la la la la la
Don we now our gay apparel
Fa la la la la la la la la
Troll the ancient yuletide carol
Fa la la la la la la la la
Cynthia-Rose, Fat Amy, and Emily sing simultaneously, shaking their hips as the Bellas around them move perfectly in sync around them. They prance to the back so that Beca revealed herself behind them.
Up on the rooftop reindeer paws
Out jumps good ol' santa clause
Down through the chimney with lots of toys
All for the little ones Christmas joys
Aubrey and Ashley pop up from behind her, mic in one hand and Santa hat in the other.
Ho ho ho
Who wouldn't go?
Ho ho ho
Who wouldn't go?
Chloe and Stacie move to the front of them, with Stacie split-leaping to earn a gasp of excitement from the audience. Stacie puckers her lips and winks at the crowd, who were thoroughly enjoying their performance.
Up on the rooftop click click click
Down through the chimney with good St. Nick
The three who started the song off come back to the front, singing the next couple lines.
Deck the halls he's up on the rooftop (3x)
Chloe and Stacie make their way to the front again, their backs to each other as they begin singing.
First comes the stocking of little Nell
Oh dear Santa fill it well
Give her a dolly that laughs and cries
One that will open and shut her eyes
Finally, Beca gets to sing her solo.
Don we now our gay apparel
Fa la la la la la la la la
Troll the ancient yuletide carol
Fa la la la la la la la la
Cynthia-Rose, Aubrey, and Chloe begin to harmonize the next few verses, which repeat over and over. The crowd was going crazy, making Beca and everyone else confident about their performance. They finish the song strong, their voices blending perfectly with one another. Finally, they receive a standing ovation, satisfying the girls. They exit the stage in victory. Unicycle reports the recent standing ovation to the guys in the dressing room, causing an explosion of "boos" from inside. The Trebles enter the stage after one of the local act's, this one a group of dancers, remove themselves off it. They take their places, yearning for another explosive performance to out-do the Bellas.
Donald and Jesse are the only ones with solos throughout the entire number, each taking turns between each verse.
Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock
Jingle bells swing and jingle bells ring
Snowing and blowing up bushels of fun
Now the jingle hop has begun
Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock
Jingle bells chime in jingle bell time
Dancing and prancing in Jingle Bell Square
In the frosty air.
What a bright time, it's the right time
To rock the night away
Jingle bell time is a swell time
To go gliding in a one-horse sleigh
Beca lets out a frustrated huff. She wasn't sure whether she was fueled on competitive fire or the fact that Jesse was turning her on to the max. Not only did she enjoy his voice, but also the way he was moving those hips...
"Damn, Beca. Lucky you." Stacie winks, nudging her with her elbow. She clenches her jaw and continues watching, wanting to die. They step off the stage, not earning the standing ovation like they did with their previous arrangement.
"You poor thing, you look so bothered." Stacie pities, frowning at the sight. "You know, you have, like, three acts before you're back on stage. He could totally unwind you, you have the time." she reasons, but Beca shakes her head. Instead, she leaves, mumbling unclear stuff under her breath, and changes into her next costume for their duet. She's busy re-doing her makeup when she hears a knock on the door. She concludes that it could only be Jesse, since everyone else was on the wings, waiting for their performance.
But, for safety measures, she asks anyways. "Who is it? You can come in."
"Becs? It's Jesse." The door swings open, and right in front of her stands Jesse, dressed in a suit. The red on his tie matched the color of her dress, along with the ribbon tied around her hair. "It's duet time!" She doesn't answer, instead taking her sweet time applying her eyeliner. He comes up behind her and bends his knees a little so that he was at eye level with her. "You nervous?"
She shakes her head, still trying to calm down the pent-up tension. She clears her throat and turns to look him straight in the eye. "I'm just ready to get this over with, nerd."
They do a few vocal exercises to warm up their voices, when finally they hear the emcee announce to the audience that there was "a very special treat" for them. Beca sighs, unsure of how she'll handle the performance, still wound up.
Jesse enters the stage from the right, with her on the left. She looks into his eyes, suddenly feeling nervous that she'd mess up. Even though she's done solos in their numbers, she had always had the knowing comfort of the girls' backup vocals for when she made some sort of mistake. This time, it was just her and Jesse, and the piano man, and if she messed up, they'd notice.
The piano starts playing. Jesse shows off some of his "smooth" moves, and it takes all her strength to not roll her eyes and scoff at him. She leans against the armrest of the love seat that was brought out especially for this number, and brings the mic to her mouth.
I really can't stay...
She stands up suddenly and grabs her coat off the sofa. He stands on the other side of her, attempting to get a peek at her. His feet bring him in front of her, and his hands spread open so that it looked like he was inviting her in for a hug.
But baby, it's cold outside
I've got to go away - Baby it's cold outside
She gives him a wry smile, denying his invitation, as she whips around to stroll across the stage, away from him. He crosses his arms over his chest, pretending to shiver at the cold vibe she was giving off.
This evening has been - Been hoping that you'd drop in
So very nice - I'll hold your hands, they're just like ice
He runs up to her, taking her hands into his as he swings them around gently. She rolls her eyes and takes her hands away, placing them on her hips. She shakes her head, smirking.
My mother will start to worry - Beautiful, what's your hurry?
Father will be pacing the floor - Listen to the fireplace roar
Suddenly, he does that hip thing. It's subtle, but she sees it, and she certainly feels it. The tension that was just beginning to cool off comes rushing back. She bites her tongue in fear a string of curse words would fall out of her mouth. Instead, she avoids eye contact and continues singing.
So really I'd better scurry - Beautiful, please don't hurry
He notices her sudden change of character, and, in that moment, it all clicks together in his brain. He spins around so that he was now behind her and places his hands on her waist. He feels her stiffen at his touch. She fights hard to control her breathing as he continues to close the space between them, smirking. She turns around to face him, pushing on his chest while looking him dead in the eye.
Maybe just a half a drink more - Put some records on while I pour
They sit on the sofa again. Jesse's still smirking, not making her feel any better about the current situation at hand.
The neighbors might think - Baby, it's bad out there
Say, what's in this drink? - No cabs to be had out there
She stands up. He shrugs, mimicking her movement.
I wish I knew how - Your eyes are like starlight now
To break this spell - I'll take your hat, your hair looks swell
She blows a puff of air upwards, blowing the stray hair out of her face. He takes a step forward, reaching to tuck it behind her ear. She looks away at that sly little smirk, unsure of how to handle this. She plays with his tie, momentarily distracting herself throughout the interlude. They were in front of an audience, filled with children to senior citizens, and it was getting more and more difficult to control herself. "Fuck you, Jesse," her eyes say. He reads into them, trying not to laugh out loud.
I ought to say no, no, no
She sings, waving a finger in front of his face. He raises his eyebrows, taken aback at her sudden playful vibe considering the last couple seconds.
Mind if I move in closer?
He takes a step dangerously close to her, brushing his fingers against her waist.
At least I'm gonna say that I tried - What's the sense in hurting my pride?
He feigns hurt, clutching the spot over his heart. She rolls her eyes, nevertheless still fighting to keep her hands off him. He grabs her hand, intertwining his fingers with hers.
I really can't stay - Baby don't hold out
She shakes her head, releases his hand, and turns the other way. He swiftly glides around her so that he faced her again.
Ah, but it's cold outside
They both sing, their voices perfectly harmonizing with each other's. They maintain eye contact, both calming Beca and killing her at the same time. He takes his hand in hers once more, but this time she doesn't pull away. She breaks the contact once she begins singing the next couple verses, alternating with Jesse.
I've got to get home - Oh, baby, you'll freeze out there
Say, lend me your coat - It's up to your knees out there
You've really been grand - Thrill when you touch my hair
Why don't you see - How can you do this thing to me?
"Oh, the irony of that verse," she cracks to herself. Suddenly, he does the thing again. She clenches her jaw before releasing them, and her grip on his hand tightened. She sees him wince and mentally pats herself on the back.
There's bound to be talk tomorrow - Think of my life long sorrow
At least there will be plenty implied - If you caught pneumonia and died
She's about to flip him off when the audience laughs. Alarmed, Beca glances at the many faces of the crowd, embarrassed that she forgot they were even there for just a second.
I really can't stay - Get over that hold out
He leads her back onto the love seat, pulling her onto his lap before they start to sing together, at the same time, for the rest of the song.
Ah, but it's cold outside
Oh, baby, it's cold outside
Oh, baby, it's cold outside
Immediately, the audience goes crazy and give them a standing ovation. The two stand up, about to bow, when Jesse delivers a quick peck to her cheek. She feels the heat of the blush begin to rise up her neck, feeling both ridiculous, for having just performing that in public, and relieved, for getting it over with. They bow and exit the stage, finding themselves surrounded by their peers. They shower them in silly comments, which annoys Beca, but seems to fuel Jesse. She finds her way out of the crowd, dragging him with her.
"Fuck you, Jesse."
He laughs and waggles his eyebrows. "I can't help it."
"I hate you."
The cocky grin on his face disappears as he leans in to kiss her. She takes in his lips, feeling the tension melt away just a little. He pulls away, much to her disappointment.
"You were perfect out there, Miss Mitchell." he grins, bringing her closer to him.
"You're such a nerd." she shakes her head. "I wouldn't say you were perfect, but you were... You were far from it." she jokes. He gasps, pouting afterwards.
Suddenly, an empty flying water bottle hits her butt, making her turn around. "You can smash your man's back out after the concert. Next act starts in five minutes, flatbutt!" Fat Amy yells, then drags her way over to Beca, grabs her arm, and takes her to the dressing room.
Finally, the concert finishes in just under half an hour after the duet. Surprisingly, the Bellas get a standing ovation for their rendition of "Silent Night", and not-so surprisingly, their final number receives one as well. The Santa Claus impersonator comes up onto the stage and sits in his chair, taking the children on his laps and handing them the merchandise from the sack of presents. Outside the auditorium, the group members were taking pictures and signing autographs. Beca stands a couple of yards over from Jesse, and from the corner of her eye she sees girls, mostly teenagers, drape themselves over him. She tries not to let it get to her, since she was totally not that person. She smiles distractedly at the camera while audience members rotate in and out beside her. She's too distracted to notice a little boy tugging at her dress, with a scowl on his face.
"Er, yes?"
He gestures for her to kneel so that he could whisper something in her ear privately. Confused, Beca obeys.
"I'm mad."
Beca blinks and stares at the little boy, concerned. "About what, bud?"
"You're my girlfriend, that boy can't kiss you!" he says angrily, stomping his foot onto the ground as he points to Jesse. She tries to not laugh out loud, not wanting to displease the little boy.
"I'm so sorry, my son thinks everyone's his girlfriend." his mother apologizes, shooting him a disapproving look. "You were spectacular, by the way. A cappella is really something, isn't it?"
Beca smiles at the little boy, now afraid to even look at her. "It's a lot of hard work, but it can be fun."
"Well, you guys certainly make it look effortless. Great job out there!" the woman and her kid wave her off, leaving her to the dwindling crowd of people in the lobby.
"Now, who can't I kiss?" Jesse interrupts, wrapping an arm around Beca's shoulders once everyone leaves.
"You heard that?"
"Well, the kid was pretty loud." he muses.