This story is blowing up… wait; I don't think you feel my excitement. THIS STORY IS BLOWING UP! I wanted to say thanks for all of the reviews, favs, and followers. There's so many that I just don't know what to do with myself. I'm literally just staring at the computer smiling when I type up the story (No, it is not as creepy as it sounds). Oh and I took notice that all of you are leading more towards the Mitchsen or Triple Treble side… Should I even put Bechloe in consideration then? In all honesty I think Beca and Stacie are hot together; but I'll see what I can do with them in another story.
bechloehuh: I'm kind of happy to hear you say that, because I don't really believe I'm a humorous kind of writer. I just go with the flow.
JeeJ: Because she's just all around adorable, I had to make her a cuddler.
smw48910: I'm trying to play everything out right. No one is in the love stage; Beca just likes both girls and the girls like Beca. As far as the "toner" goes… you'll have to wait and see.
emi: I must be off my toes, I thought there was way more Mitchsen in the last two chapters than Bechloe. I'll see what I can do.
G3n3ralRedfield: Aww, the fact that you said "pwetty pwease" was good enough, but now I'm interested. Cakes and cookies sound so great right now! =)
nii4tu: Flip a coin? I would feel so trapped to one couple then. All the reviewers choosing sides would be annoyed if the couple they didn't want to get shipped got shipped. Oh and I know, I felt like it should've gotten dirty last chapter. I will definitely put up something worth being M rated.
CaptainG07: It's cool; I've typed bad words throughout this entire fic. You probably are curious… Hell, I'd be curious too. Aubrey and Chloe just so happened to be into that kind of thing, or maybe just too into Beca to care. I'm glad you like the story, otherwise that would've been the first bad review.
Acaperfectionbeautyqueen: Wow that was a mouthful. Teasing? Darn it, *snaps figures and shakes her head* I thought I actually gave you guys more. Greedy readers =).
Bechloe-lover: Good, because I thought no one would even care for Beca and Stacie.
jah: I think someone else said that too. Why would they be good as friends?
ON WITH THE STORY!
DISCLAIMER: You know me, the girl that still doesn't own any of the people in this story.
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Toner
Aubrey's POV
The next morning was weird, but a good weird. When I woke up I was welcomed with an empty spot next to me where Beca should've been. Instantly I was upset until I smelt bacon, eggs, and what I think was pancakes. Making my way towards the kitchen I heard voices, but as soon as I was close enough to know what they were saying they halted. "Come on Aubrey, I know it's you." Stacie said from in the kitchen.
"How did you know that?" Beca asked taking her eyes away from the bowl that was in her hands.
"I've got ears like a bat… besides the fact that I can see everyone that was in the living room from the kitchen, Chloe would've of just came out and asked what we were talking about." Beca still looked shocked before turning back to whatever she was doing. Wait, is she…
"You cook?!" Stacie looked at me smiling really hard and nodding.
"I was shocked too." She said winking at Beca before dipping her finger into the mix and licking it clean making Beca blush. What the hell is that about? I would've asked too if Stacie didn't start talking again. "You should've heard her too, she was singing Justin Beiber." Any thought of asking the question was now long gone.
"Really?" I quirked an eyebrow at her who in turn glared at Stacie.
"I sometimes sing songs I hate simply because I know them, but that's beside the point." She let out rushed. "You said you wouldn't tell anyone…" she whined.
"But that's not Anyone, that's Aubrey." Stacie said inching closer.
"Clever, Legs." Beca replied following suit. Wait what's going on?
"I am really digging that nickname; little one."
"I'd figure." They were like nose to nose now. And why am I just watching this happen?!
"What can I say, I have great legs." Finally they stopped moving closer just staring at each other, each wearing their own signature smirk. "Don't you think so, bite size?" she arched an eyebrow.
"Well they're not the worst pair I've seen." Stacie pulled back and smacked Beca's arm laughing.
"You are such a little liar. What's so wrong with you and giving people compliments?" She shrugged heading to the stove.
"My badass-ness won't allow it." Stacie shook her head a little before facing me again.
"So you bounce back fast. How many pills did you take this morning?" I gave her a 'what the fuck' look. "For your hangover?" She indicated pointing to her head.
"Oh, none. I don't get hangovers." They both stopped their antics right there.
"There's no way…" Stacie stared in disbelief. "We've been up for awhile and it just started to go away when you woke up."
"Lucky." Beca whispered.
"Uh yeah, I guess." I looked to the living room to see everyone was still sound asleep, but that there was a bottle of aspirin planted directly in the middle of them all. "What's that about?" Stacie looked over to what I was talking about.
"Oh, the bottle?" I nodded. "We wanted to see them fight over it." She said nonchalantly.
"Alright girlies, breakfast is finished." Beca said happily. She looked so cute with that big smile on her face.
"You cooked for all of us?" she nodded. "By yourself?" she nodded again.
"Hey I cracked an egg bitch!" Stacie said looking offended.
"Yeah, it was that same egg you cracked that got you booted from helping."
"How was I supposed to know that the shell didn't go in the bowl too?" Really?
"It's common sense Stacie, why do you think they crack the egg?" Stacie placed her hands on her hips and glared down at Beca.
"You're not my professor, so don't ask me a question I don't know." Beca's palm met her face in seconds.
"I feel like I just lost IQ points talking to you. Let's just go wake the girls." Stacie's glare let up and she began to smirk again.
"I've got the pots." Beca nodded before grabbing the pan and a metal spoon. Before heading to the living room, she looked back at me.
"I left some aspirin on Chloe's nightstand, but you should probably go wake her up or there's going to be no food for her." I nodded making my way to the back until I felt a light tug on my head. I turned around to see Beca holding my hand and gazing at the floor.
"Yeah?" She kept looking at me and back to the floor a couple of time before licking her lips.
"We should hangout sometime… like just us." Oh my God, is she really asking what I think she's asking? "Not like a date or anything..." she said rushed seeing as I didn't just give her a quick answer.
"Um, yeah. We should." She smiled before releasing my head and making her way into the living room where I could already hear the metal kitchenware crashing together.
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Chloe was a light sleeper, but being drunk did affect that most of the time. Like now, where I was yelling into her ears and she seemed dead. It took me pushing her off the bed and even then she almost went back to sleep like it was nothing. "What is that noise?" she asked standing up slowly, holding her head. Looks like she's coming to.
"Stacie and Beca are waking up the girls for breakfast." She looked at me confused as she swallowed the pills Beca left for her. Which makes me question if she left some for me?
"Who made breakfast?"
"Beca." She stopped for a minute before slowly getting up. "I was surprised too."
"I'm not so much surprise that she can cook, I'm more shocked at the fact that she cooked for everybody." I nodded.
"IT'S TIME TO UNLSEAH THE KRACKEN!" Fat Amy shouted and then there was a loud crash.
"We should probably go see what that was." Chloe agreed following slowly behind me.
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After cleaning up the mess, eating, and showering, everyone had sobered up and were on their way. "Bye girls," Chloe waved enthusiastically from the door.
"If you ever told anyone I said this, I will deny it until the end of time, but… we should do this again." Beca said looking at Chloe through the doorway, who was basically beaming.
"Oh totes!" Beca nodded one last time sending a smirk my way before leaving like the rest. Before we closed the door I couldn't help to notice Stacie waiting for her. When did they get so close? "Bree?" I turned around to face who was sitting on the couch with a mug in her hand. "Are you going anywhere right now?" I shook my head, making my way to the spot next to her.
"What's wrong Chlo?" I asked placing a comforting hand on her knee before giving it a squeeze.
"I just wanted to know how you would feel if I started going out with Beca?"
"Aca-scuse me?!" I shrieked completely letting go of her knee and pushing it away. When did this even happen? Why not me?
"I mean, we're not yet… but don't you see the chemistry between us?"
"Are trying to say that I don't have that with her?" she shrugged. "I say no, I'm not okay with this at all Chloe. You are not doing it." She placed her cup down and faced me completely now.
"You're not my mother Aubrey," she said glaring daggers at me. "Besides, I've already made up my mind…" I looked at her in disbelief before standing up.
"I thought we wouldn't get to this, but I guess there's no other choice." She nodded. "We'll see who she'll choose." Chloe stood up in front of me and whispered in my ear.
"Trust me, I'm not worried." Smirking and now walking back to her room. May the best Bella sister win…
So this chapter was lame and short, but it's like the block that sets up the rest of the story. You see the tension between Aubrey and Chloe? Do you think they'll stay civilized or will it get a whole lot dirtier? The next chapter will be a lot better.
SPOILER: Beca with her hand over the front of her pants looking around nervously as an excited Stacie has her other hand leading her back to the dorm.