Chloe was having a temper tantrum.
She has been having one for a week.
She was slamming doors, stomping her feet and huffily doing all of her day to day activities that was usually cheerily done with a song sans the bluebirds and woodland creatures helping her. The Bellas were doing their best to stay out of her way as Fat Amy warned them that "Gingers having conniptions have been known to suck out people's souls".
What would cause Barden's resident ray of sunshine to become a storm cloud?
One person would. Beca.
Chloe couldn't figure out what could be so off putting about herself that Beca has not made a move ever since their kiss that one eventful morning a week ago. She threw herself on her bed and buried her face in Pudding's rainbow colored mane. "Pudding, you're the only one who loves me." She pouted.
Beca was in deep shit. She rubbed her temples as she stared at her laptop, thinking of how to take Chloe out on a date. It's been a week and she is starting to feel like a fool. It all happened just the day after she and Chloe kissed when Aubrey invited her for a friendly cup of coffee. It turned out it wasn't so friendly since Aubrey's green eyes narrowed so dangerously and Beca swore she heard two voices coming out from the bossy blonde when she warned the petite brunette that if she thought of hurting Chloe, there would be the blonde's personal pack of rabid wolves waiting for her and if she survived that, her .22 automatic shotgun was locked and loaded.
Although, that wasn't the reason why Beca was on pins and needles. No, it was the conversation after that got her worried.
"Hey Aubrey, I've been meaning to ask this…"
"Go ahead."
"Isn't Chloe worried about how high her student loans would be? I mean, she has been overstaying at Barden. I mean, you know, I'd ask her but…"
"Loans?" Aubrey's face scrunched up in genuine confusion.
"Uhm, yeah, loans. Student loans… the money you need to pay for uni…"
"Pay for…? Ahh…Oh." Aubrey's expression went from confused to enlightened in less than three seconds. "Oh Beca, Chloe can stay in Barden until she's 96 and she won't ever have to worry." She smiled a little bit condescendingly, like Beca was a dim toddler.
"And why is that?"
"Our sweet little Red is a trust fund baby."
Trust. Fund. Baby. Trust fund baby. Trust fund. Beca had no idea and she thought she could get away with simple dates and kisses but Noooo… Oh god, thinking of the Valentine's date got Beca squirming in embarrassment. Chloe must have been laughing at her the whole time.
"Aarrrggghhhh… now what?" Beca got up and fwumped face down on her bed. She is pretty sure it was game over for her.
"You told her what? !" Chloe had her hands buried in her thick tresses, staring wide-eyed in disbelief at her best friend.
"She asked me. I simply answered." Aubrey took a dainty sip of her chamomile tea.
They were having afternoon tea in a posh coffee and tea place down Ben Hur road. One of the very rare luxuries the red head allowed since she was a sucker for the varied tea cakes and the Mad Hatter was one of her favorite characters since she was a little girl.
"You know how Beca is! No wonder she hasn't made a move yet." Chloe ran her tongue over her teeth. She was sure that was the reason why Beca hadn't sought her out the past week. "I need to fix this and you—!" she plucked the tea cake Aubrey was about to take a bite of. "You are going to help."
"And what are you planning to do?" Aubrey pursed her lips, not sure if she wanted to hear the answer.
A crafty smile akin to the Grinch's smile crawled it's way to the ginger's face. "Something that would erase your snafu."
"Tell me why we're doing this white shit again?" Cynthia Rose adjusted her maid outfit for a thousandth time that night.
"I think it's cute." Stacie twirled around, giving Cynthia Rose and the others a peek at her undies. "And this outfit is totally adorbs."
"We are doing this because we are the Bellas. We support each sister in times of need." Aubrey in her uppity way. "Emily, have you checked that everything is set?"
"Yes sir! Ma'am! Sir! Uh…yes." Emily gave her two thumbs up, a full blown grin lighting up her sweet face. Aubrey cocked head and walked over to the specially prepared table with cream lace over it, a three pronged candelabra decked with pink magnolias. The lights were dimmed just right to set the mood.
"One last thing." Aubrey murmured before hitting play on her music player making Chopin's Étude No. 2 in F Minor flood out of the speakers. "Perfect."
At that exact time, Chloe and Beca came waltzing in the establishment. Well, Chloe was waltzing and Beca was groping her way in since she had her Bella scarf wrapped tightly over her eyes. Both were dressed to the nines; Beca in a tight, slinky, black number while Chloe was wearing a lady's tuxedo.
"Chloe, I swear to god if I die tonight…"
"You won't."
"Where are we? I did as you asked; to wear a dumb dress I could barely breathe in and heels that make walking on breaking glass sound like a dream and…"
"And here is your seat m'lady." Beca felt her hand kissed by Chloe before she was guided to her seat, she held her hands out to feel the cloth covered table.
"Chloe—"
"Fada!" Chloe announced, whipping Beca's blindfold off. Beca's eyes widened at the spread before her. The flowers, the lit candles, the fancy cream colored lace over the table were all too much to take in. Not to mention, the fine China and crystal flutes along with so many silverware she didn't even know the uses for.
"Do you like it?" Chloe beamed at her, hopefully.
"Chloe…" Beca spared a look around her. "Are we in Taco Bell™?"
"Yes, we are! Your favorite!" Chloe said, pleased with herself. Aubrey knew the manager of the said establishment and managed to snag an evening in the secluded corner of the fast food joint but the muted noise of the other patrons and smell of grease still penetrated the sliding glass doors.
Fat Amy came galumphing near them in her maid outfit with the menus printed in scented linen paper and with much flourish, told the two diners; "Good evening. I am Fat Amy, your host for the evening. May I start you off with our best Baja Blast™ selection?"
"If you please." Chloe giggled. Beca was still caught up in her bewilderment that she could only close and open her mouth like a lost goldfish. She looked over the redhead's shoulder to see the other Bellas curtsying and waving at her.
The planned 'fancy' dinner went pleasantly enough and Beca loosened up some to enjoy the wonderful weirdness that is Chloe. She was still a bit dazed on what this evening was about but details were trivial if you are in the company of a very engaging redhead.
The evening was capped off with a lazy stroll in the nearby park. It was a good thing Stacie thought ahead and handed Becca her well-worn converse to change into as they were leaving Taco Bell™. Beca sighed in relief as she wiggled her toes around.
The late summer night's air was perfumed with the sweet scent of the Dama de Noche blossoms as Chloe led Beca to a pristine fountain in the middle of the park, beckoning her to have a seat.
"Chloe, what was all this?" Beca smiled shyly at the redhead who was draping her dress jacket over Beca's shoulders before taking a seat herself.
"Well, you haven't made a move since our kiss so…. So, well, I thought I should take the bull by the horns."
"Oh, uhm, about that… it's just…" Beca looked down at her toes, blushing. "I haven't the money yet to…uhmmm, ask you out." She whispered so quietly, Chloe had to strain over the bubbling fountain to hear her.
"Beca, I know you found out something about me I wish you hadn't.. yet…" Chloe scooted closer and cupped Beca's face, looking deeply into Beca's azure eyes. "Beca, you don't love someone for their looks, or their clothes or for their fancy car, but because they sing a song only you can hear." She dropped her hands and took Beca's in hers. "And you are my heart song Becs. I love you. Nothing— nothing in this world is more valuable than the song you sing that I want to hear for the rest of my life."
A/N: read and review please...helpful reviews though since i got an anon review saying they hate stacie in this series of oneshots and i was like..why?stacie?why? She has like 3 lines...o.O?