Fanfiction - Pitch Perfect - Triple Treble
Fandom: Pitch Perfect
Pairing: Beca/Aubrey/Chloe
Rating: PG
Length: ± 700
Disclaimer: nothing is mine.
A.N. English is not my first language. This is for slacker_d, who wanted more TT and accepted to be my beta.
“Stop!” Aubrey yelled. “You did it wrong. Again. What’s the problem?” she put her hands on her hips. “Last practice you did it. And now it’s like you all forgot how to move your feet without tripping,” she berated the Bellas. “Stacie,” she looked at the girl who was their best dancer. “Beca is doing better than you. Beca!”
Everyone except Chloe and the DJ, who protested with a “Hey”, looked uncomfortable.
“What’s going on?” the captain demanded.
“Yeah, tell her what’s going on,” Bumper repeated entering, followed by some of the Trebles.
“What are you doing here?” Aubrey glared.
“Enjoying the show,” he smirked.
“What?” the blonde was still angry, but confused.
“Why are you looking at me?” Beca frowned. “Do I have something on my face?”
“All the pretty,” Chloe bumped her cheek with her nose as Beca blushed.
“Not the time, Chloe,” Aubrey snapped as one boy whistled. “What is he talking about?” she asked the Bellas, who looked away uncomfortable. “What have you done?” she turned towards the boys.
“Us? Nothing?” Bumper raised his hands in the air. “What have you done, is the right question. Did you have fun yesterday?”
“Stop it, dude!”
“You’re defending her,” Jesse looked at Beca disappointed.
“Of course,” Bumper snorted, before taking a step back.
“Stop messing with us,” Chloe said, holding Beca back.
“Funny you’d say that…because, you see, they are the ones messing with you.”
“What the hell does it mean?” Beca hissed and Chloe nodded in agreement.
“It means, my dear ginger,” Bumper’s words earn a growl. “That your girlfriend is cheating on you.”
The Bellas gasped while Chloe started shaking her head.
“With your best friend.”
“No.”
“That’s what going on. They saw their captain banging her co-captain and best friend’s girlfriend,”
“No,” Chloe repeated.
“Kissing,” Denise softly corrected him.
“Because that makes it so much better,” Bumper sneered at her.
“Get out! Get out!” Beca yelled, before moving next to Aubrey, who was standing still, almost like in shock.
“This is a Bellas’ practice. You’re not allowed to be here. We can get you disqualified for spying,” Chloe said quietly, but her tone firm.
“Chloe?”
The ginger looked away from the leaving Trebles and at Beca, who was hugging a still silent Aubrey. Chloe moved towards them, and without a word took over Beca’s place. The brunette gave her a small smile before leaving the room jogging.
“What the hell?”
Amy looked around, surprised to see everyone staring at her, including Chloe. Maybe she didn’t say it as quietly as she thought. “Come on,” Amy shrugged to herself. “They just told you that they cheated and you…” she moved her hand to indicate the ginger comforting Aubrey. “I know that you’re nice.”
“But nobody is that nice,” Cynthia Rose joined in.
“Maybe she’s planning to kill them later,” Lily suggested in the silence.
“Listen,” Chloe led Aubrey to sit down on the piano bench. “I know that you saw them kissing.”
“Who told you?” Cynthia looked around suspicious, since they agreed not to talk about it until they had decided what to do. Damned Trebles!
“I mean, I believe you. I know they were together yesterday. I know that they kiss.”
“Hot,” Stacie blurted out. “Sorry,” she smiled at Chloe.
“Trust me, close up it’s even better,” she smiled back, winking.
“I’m confused,” Cynthia muttered and all the other girls nodded.
“Look,” Chloe licked her lips. “We,” she bit her lips. “You see,” she closed her eyes, sighing in frustration, before bending down to kiss Aubrey.
“Dude, what happened to ‘we’ll tell them together’?” Beca was back, holding a cup of steaming tea.
“It kind of went down the drain earlier, if you didn’t realize,” Aubrey finally spoke, wrapping her hands around the cup and taking a sip.
“Ehm,” Amy raised her hand. “Still confused here.”
“Not difficult,” Chloe and Aubrey raised an eyebrow at Beca’s words. “I kiss Aubrey, and Chloe, and they kiss each other. And other things,” she shrugged.
“Like friends with benefits,” Stacie tried to understand. “Because I thought that you were dating Chloe.”
“What Beca means,” Aubrey half-glared at the DJ, before taking her hand. “Is that we love each other. We’re dating,”
Chloe wrapped her arms around the other two girls. “All three of us.”
Pairing: Beca/Aubrey/Chloe
Rating: PG
Length: ± 700
Disclaimer: nothing is mine.
A.N. English is not my first language. This is for slacker_d, who wanted more TT and accepted to be my beta.
“Stop!” Aubrey yelled. “You did it wrong. Again. What’s the problem?” she put her hands on her hips. “Last practice you did it. And now it’s like you all forgot how to move your feet without tripping,” she berated the Bellas. “Stacie,” she looked at the girl who was their best dancer. “Beca is doing better than you. Beca!”
Everyone except Chloe and the DJ, who protested with a “Hey”, looked uncomfortable.
“What’s going on?” the captain demanded.
“Yeah, tell her what’s going on,” Bumper repeated entering, followed by some of the Trebles.
“What are you doing here?” Aubrey glared.
“Enjoying the show,” he smirked.
“What?” the blonde was still angry, but confused.
“Why are you looking at me?” Beca frowned. “Do I have something on my face?”
“All the pretty,” Chloe bumped her cheek with her nose as Beca blushed.
“Not the time, Chloe,” Aubrey snapped as one boy whistled. “What is he talking about?” she asked the Bellas, who looked away uncomfortable. “What have you done?” she turned towards the boys.
“Us? Nothing?” Bumper raised his hands in the air. “What have you done, is the right question. Did you have fun yesterday?”
“Stop it, dude!”
“You’re defending her,” Jesse looked at Beca disappointed.
“Of course,” Bumper snorted, before taking a step back.
“Stop messing with us,” Chloe said, holding Beca back.
“Funny you’d say that…because, you see, they are the ones messing with you.”
“What the hell does it mean?” Beca hissed and Chloe nodded in agreement.
“It means, my dear ginger,” Bumper’s words earn a growl. “That your girlfriend is cheating on you.”
The Bellas gasped while Chloe started shaking her head.
“With your best friend.”
“No.”
“That’s what going on. They saw their captain banging her co-captain and best friend’s girlfriend,”
“No,” Chloe repeated.
“Kissing,” Denise softly corrected him.
“Because that makes it so much better,” Bumper sneered at her.
“Get out! Get out!” Beca yelled, before moving next to Aubrey, who was standing still, almost like in shock.
“This is a Bellas’ practice. You’re not allowed to be here. We can get you disqualified for spying,” Chloe said quietly, but her tone firm.
“Chloe?”
The ginger looked away from the leaving Trebles and at Beca, who was hugging a still silent Aubrey. Chloe moved towards them, and without a word took over Beca’s place. The brunette gave her a small smile before leaving the room jogging.
“What the hell?”
Amy looked around, surprised to see everyone staring at her, including Chloe. Maybe she didn’t say it as quietly as she thought. “Come on,” Amy shrugged to herself. “They just told you that they cheated and you…” she moved her hand to indicate the ginger comforting Aubrey. “I know that you’re nice.”
“But nobody is that nice,” Cynthia Rose joined in.
“Maybe she’s planning to kill them later,” Lily suggested in the silence.
“Listen,” Chloe led Aubrey to sit down on the piano bench. “I know that you saw them kissing.”
“Who told you?” Cynthia looked around suspicious, since they agreed not to talk about it until they had decided what to do. Damned Trebles!
“I mean, I believe you. I know they were together yesterday. I know that they kiss.”
“Hot,” Stacie blurted out. “Sorry,” she smiled at Chloe.
“Trust me, close up it’s even better,” she smiled back, winking.
“I’m confused,” Cynthia muttered and all the other girls nodded.
“Look,” Chloe licked her lips. “We,” she bit her lips. “You see,” she closed her eyes, sighing in frustration, before bending down to kiss Aubrey.
“Dude, what happened to ‘we’ll tell them together’?” Beca was back, holding a cup of steaming tea.
“It kind of went down the drain earlier, if you didn’t realize,” Aubrey finally spoke, wrapping her hands around the cup and taking a sip.
“Ehm,” Amy raised her hand. “Still confused here.”
“Not difficult,” Chloe and Aubrey raised an eyebrow at Beca’s words. “I kiss Aubrey, and Chloe, and they kiss each other. And other things,” she shrugged.
“Like friends with benefits,” Stacie tried to understand. “Because I thought that you were dating Chloe.”
“What Beca means,” Aubrey half-glared at the DJ, before taking her hand. “Is that we love each other. We’re dating,”
Chloe wrapped her arms around the other two girls. “All three of us.”