Greetings aca-bitches! Woo hoo and all that shit. I already said everything a couple hours ago. So Erm, yeah. Let's just crush this.

cxcxcx386: mate, your prompt is up. For those of you who don't know, its Beca scaring Aubrey with her pet lizard.

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"Are you sure about this Beca?" Aubrey asked nervously for the upteenth time in the past five minutes, "Because really, its fine. I can stay in my own dorm. I' a big girl and constant companionship is not-"

"Oh my god Bree," Beca sighed, "Seriously? Its fine. Chloe told me to watch you this week to make sure you don't go crazy studying, even though there aren't any major tests for the next month or two-"

"So?" Aubrey countered, "I need to keep up my GPA. Finals are very serious, and constant preparation is necessary for -"

"And this is why yorr spending the weekend with me," Beca smirked, "As much as I know you loves school, because I know you do ,like more then life, its not everything. Life isn't just about books Bree! You know, there are these green woody tings. We call them trews. They're what your books are made out of. Also, there are these great things we call lakes-"

"I know what trees are!" Aubrey snapped, "My father was a military man and every month we would go camping on Hawk mountain-"

"Oh my God, please, no sad depressing stories about forced camping trips," Beca said, pulling into the driveway of her father's house, "Because really, all it does is make me be like 'I blew soda cans up when I was 12' and really it depresses me. I'm sorry I wasn't the over achiever you were. Now, we're here, I'll show you the guest room, and can we please try and not speak to my father?"

"very well," Aubrey said, getting out of the car, "However, like I said, I do not require-"

"OH MY GOD!" Beca sighed, slamming the door shut, "I KNOW! What if I said I wanted you here?"

"Then I'd say you were a liar," Aubrey deadpanned.

"Well fine then," Beca huffed, unlocking the door, "Now, seriously. PLEASE, don't even talk to my dad. He's a nosy prick, and if at all avoidable, can we please not talk to him? Just head up the stairs, and I'll join you shortly. And I swear to god, if you make a fucking short joke, I'll murder you in your sleep."

"Very well," Aubrey nodded, showing her understanding, "I shall see you shortly then... shorty."

Before Beca even had a chance to respond, Aubrey had already slipped inside and was heading up the stairs as per Beca's request. Coming up to a hallway, Aubrey set her bag down and waited for Beca to come up. Below, she could hear what sounded like a muttered argument. However, honestly, not to sound callous, but Aubrey really couldn't care less about Beca's issues. If Beca wanted to talk, she would. No need to see trouble when there was none to be had. Beca knew of Aubrey's open door policy, and if she ever needed anything, Aubrey would be there. Until then though, she wouldn't pry. She would respect Beca's privacy as she would want others to do.

True to her word though, about five minutes later, Beca trudged up the stairs. Seeing Aubrey waiting for her, she quickly wiped the scowl off of her face and plastered a slightly happier look on.

"You good?" Beca asked.

"Indeed, yourself?" Aubrey asked in return.

"My dad is a dick,but that's nothing new, so yeah, I'm good," Beca said honestly, "Now, let's show you to your room, where the bathroom is, and where my room is, kay?"

"Excellent, thank you Beca," Aubrey said politely, picking her own bag up.

Walking down the hallway, Beca banged on each door, saying what was behind. Finally getting to two doors facing each other, Beca stopped, and stood gestured to the door on the right.

"Alright, that's your room for the next two days. This household is a study free zone, so I would like it if you could respect that," Beca smirked, "I'm across the way, so just knock if you need anything. If my dad tries to talk to you, just ignore him. That's what I do anyway."

"Very well," Aubrey said, opening the door, "So what am I suppose to do this weekend?"

"I dunno. Do a capella shit, or whatever it is you do. Chloe just expressively told me to not let you be a in her words, 'not be a boring and studious student who stays inside all the time'. Honestly, I'd rather not piss the ginger off," Beca shrugged before turning away and going into her own room.

With a sigh, Aubrey picked her bag up and opened the door to the guest room. It was a pretty standard room, bed in one corner, bureau on the opposite wall, and nice pale yellow colored walls. Setting her bag down next the the bureau, Aubrey sighed. Why did she agree to this? Oh, right, because as Beca said, she didn't want to anger Chloe. As happy as the girl seemed, she could be quite frightening when angry, and disappointing her was like disappointing a puppy. Shit just wasn't cool.

Quickly unpacking, Aubrey was surprised when she heard a knock at the door. Walking over, Aubrey politely asked who it was first before opening the door. Beca had requested that she not to speak with her father, and Aubrey would respect Beca's wishes if at all possible. Upon hearing Beca's voice however, Aubrey opened the door and her jaw literally dropped at the sight in front of her.

Beca hadn't changed. She was still in her signature plaid, still had her usual skinny jeans on. What was different though. was the massive lizard on her shoulder. Walking in, Beca didn't seem to notice Aubrey's complete and utter shock.

"Hey Bree," Beca said, breezing in, "Just wondering how you're settling in."

"I um... uh.. well... uh," Aubrey stammered.

"YOu alright Aubrey?" Beca asked, concerned, walking closer.

Taking a step back, realizations suddenly dawned in Beca's eyes. Laughing, Beca reached back and pet the rather large reptile on her shoulders.

"Oh, you don't like Mr. Furry?" Beca laughed, "He's harmless, I swear. I've had him for God, like 15 years now, and he's never harmed a fly. Well, actually, he's eaten flies before, but you get the point."

"Mr. Furry?" Aubrey asked incredulously, "How in the world does that even work?"

"Hey, cut me some slack!" Beca huffed, "I was three when named him."

"Well, that's lovely," Aubrey said, "However, I have settled in just fine, and you may leave now."

"Oh, Bree, you don't want to spend time with me and Mr. Furry?" Beca smirked, "Because I think Mr. Furry would like it if you held him. You know what, I think you should too."

"Get that thing away fro me!" Aubrey shrieked, backing up, "For serious Beca, get back!"

"Aww, bigg bad aca-captain doesn't like wittle bitty Mr. Furry?" Beca teased, walking closer.

"No, I do not" Aubrey snapped, "Now get back!"

"How about... no!" Beca said cheekily, "Give r. Furry a kiss ad maybe I'll leave."

"Beca," Aubrey growled, "If you do not leave right now, I'll have you running laps for the next year."

"Too bad you're graduating before next year!" Beca said, walking even closer.

Back pressed against the wall, Aubrey stared warily at the large lizard on Beca's shoulder. Through out this entire exchange, Mr. Furry as beca had so ironically named him, had not moved at all. He kinda just sat there, draped across Beca's tiny shoulders, impassive to all the going arounds. And you know what? Maybe he was harmless. That's lovely. He probably was. Aubrey just didn't like reptiles. It was a thing, alright? Don't judge! She could do frogs, dogs, birds, and everything else. She just didn't do reptiles.

Now only about three feet away, Beca and more importantly Mr. Furry were much to close for comfort fro Aubrey.

"What's wrong Aubrey?" Not a reptile person?" Beca laughed, "I don't see why not."

"Shut it Mitchell," Aubrey snapped, "Now please, just leave! If nothing else, please just move back."

"Why should I?" Beca smirked, taking a small step forwards.

"Please Beca!" Aubrey pleaded, "I really hate reptiles. It's a thing, okay?"

"Just touch his side, and I'll go," Beca smirked, "I promise he won't bite."

"For serious Beca!" Aubrey growled, "If you do not back up RIGHT NOW I will set the aca-wolves on you!"

"Is that so?" Beca laughed, not moving, "Well, let's pit the aca-wolves against Mr. Furry."

"Shove it Beca!" Aubrey snapped, "Just go!"

"Not until you pet Mr. Furry!" Beca smirked, "You're hurting his feelings."

Glaring at Beca, Aubrey channeled all of her hate at the younger girl. Standing her ground, Beca just crossed her arms and had that maddening smirk on her face. Letting out a sigh, Beca just raised a single eyebrow challengingly. Gritting her teeth, Aubrey slowly raised a single hand. Very slowly, Aubrey moved her hand to Mr. Furry's side. Just before she touched him though, Beca lurched forwards and yelled, scaring the shit out of Aubrey.

Jumping back, slamming her head into the wall, Aubrey screamed. Before she had a chance to recover though, Beca was already on her way out of the room, laughing loudly. Standing against the wall, Aubrey willed her breathing to go back to normal. Once she was calmed down, Aubrey growled. Oh, Beca was going to be SO dead.

Alright Aca-mortals! I'm done now. See, I didn't do the and cut thingy. I've notced I have like patterns and shit i do, which isn't cool. Be an individual and be UNPREDICTABLE XD lol, I am SO fucking tired right now, its just not even funny XD Please just bare with me. BardenBellaBeca, your prompt is next, followed by Chap 7 guest.