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“Babe, you should come see this,” Chloe called from the living room.
“What is it?” Beca asked as she descended the stairs and bounced over to Chloe.
“Look,” Chloe said pointing at the number of views and likes on their video. “It blew up overnight.”
“Holy shit,” Beca mumbled. “It’s at over half a million views already?”
“And more than 100,000 likes,” Chloe comments with raised eyebrows.
“Welp, I guess we’re getting hitched,” Beca quips as she walks into the kitchen. Chloe watches as the younger girl gets a drink and leans up against the counter.
“You can’t be serious? We just went viral and made a comment like that and now you're leaving.”
“Well, yes and no. Soon,” Beca decides taking a glance at her phone. “Shit, I gotta run. Stacie is waiting for me.”
“Wait...what? Beca Mitchell get your sorry little butt back here,” Chloe yells as Beca slips past her and towards the front door.
“Sorry, babe, I gotta go. Be back soon,” Beca calls as she runs out the door. Chloe huffs as she drops back into the couch again and goes back to looking at the comments on the video. Because at least by looking at the adorable and hilarious comments she can distract herself from whatever Beca is up to and the way in which she rushed out.
//
Chlo (1:48 pm): Where are you?
Beca (1:52 pm): Out with Stace
Chlo (1:55 pm): When will you be home?
Beca (2:03 pm): An hour maybe two. Stace is having a little trouble with a present
Chlo (2:06 pm): And she recruited you to help her? Who is it for?
Beca (2:14 pm): Rude. It’s for Aubrey
Chlo (2:15 pm): And again she recruited you for that…
Beca (2:19 pm): Double rude. It’s a little special so yes she asked me for help
Chlo (2:21 pm): What is it?
Beca (2:30 pm): None of your business
Chlo (2:35 pm): Mitchell…
Beca (2:39 pm): No more questions dork. You’re her best friend so you’ll find out eventually :)
Chlo (2:43 pm): Now you’re the one being rude…
Chlo (3:21 pm): Chinese for dinner?
Beca (3:27 pm): Sounds good babe. Be home in 45
“So, this is the one?” Stacie asks for the umpteenth time.
“Yep,” Beca agrees leading the other girl towards the cashier. “Now, c’mon, Chloe is getting suspicious and this doesn’t even have anything to do with her.”
“True. And by the way are you really going to propose?” Stacie questions with a childlike smile on her face. Beca rolls her eyes but knows that it’s just a miracle that she’s avoided the question this long.
“I’m going to tell you a secret,” Beca starts. “After you pay for this.”
“Okay, stop avoiding. What is it?” Stacie asks as she skips away from the cash register with a bag swinging in her arms.
“I was going to anyway,” Beca announces. Stacie stops dead in her tracks and throws her arm out to hit the other girl. “Okay, ow.”
“You were going to anyway and not tell anyone about it?” Stacie squeals hitting Beca again. “You’re kidding.”
“I’m not kidding. And it’s not like you weren’t going to find out eventually…ya know after the proposal,” Beca says shoving Stacie’s arm away from her. She resumes walking towards the car with a smirk on her face that wouldn’t easily go away. Some deep sense of satisfaction was coursing through her veins now that she’s actually said it aloud.
“Mitchell proposing! I can’t even begin to fathom this,” Stacie yells. She throws open the passenger side door and stares at Beca with complete and utter disbelief. “Oh my god. The girls are gonna owe me so much money.”
“You guys bet on us again,” Beca deadpans.
“Well, duh. We bet on everything,” Stacie replies simply. “Of course we bet on who was going to propose.”
“Of course,” Beca mumbled as she pulled out of the parking lot. “So, how much are we talking here?”
“The bet. Oh geez I dunno maybe about $200,” Stacie says with the clap of her hands. “I can’t wait for this. When is it happening?”
“Nuh uh. That’s for me to know and you to find out,” Beca decides. Her eyes are fixed on the road but she just knows that Stacie is staring her down in the passenger seat. Beca instantly thanks every person that decided to sit at home right now because the lack of traffic was making it fantastically easy for Beca to cut this conversation short.
“Beca Mitchell,” Stacie threatens. “You tell me right now.”
“Not a chance in hell, dude,” Beca shouts as she pulls in front of Stacie’s building. “Out.”
“Mitchell.”
“Out,” Beca yells pointing to the door. “Go or I’m going to tell Chloe what’s in that bag. And you damn well know she’ll tell Aubrey.”
“You play a cruel game, Mitchell. But fine,” Stacie grumbles and throws the door open. “I wish you luck with whatever you are planning.”
“See ya, Stace,” Beca laughs as Stacie just flips her off in response.
//
Chloe wasn’t too surprised when, on Christmas morning, Beca insisted upon having one camera setup to record and another for them to trade back and forth to get closer reactions. Chloe, however, was surprised after all the presents had been opened but Beca insisted that there was one more hiding under that tree somewhere.
“That was all of them,” Chloe whined despite being on the ground looking under the tree. “Even the other booby trapped present that was still hiding amongst the real presents.”
“No. I think there’s one more under there,” Beca insisted with a huge smile and a camera pointed at the other girl. “See, look. Back there.”
“What? Where?”
“Right there,” Beca squealed pointing towards the very back of the tree. “Between the wall and the tree.”
“Oh, would you look at that,” Chloe mumbles as she picks herself up. The redhead holds up the tiny box and examines it as Beca’s smile grows even more.
“The sneaky little guy was waiting for just the right moment,” Beca whispers as she slides herself closer to the redhead. Chloe smiles up at her like a giddy little child because if anyone loves presents and Christmas, it’s Chloe.
“Can I open it?”
“Of course, you dork,” Beca laughs. She struggles to get the camera in just the right position on top of a box nearby but that’s what the other camera is for. Beca leaves it and hopes for the best as Chloe undoes the wrapping paper slowly.
“What’s this?” Chloe asks once the paper is on the ground.
“Well,” Beca starts taking the box into her hand. “I’m not really good with things like this. But...this is a proposal. And I was kind of wondering if the girl who makes me so so happy would marry me?”
“Beca,” Chloe squealed throwing her hands up to cover her face. “Oh my god.”
“As much as I love your reaction right now...a yes or no would be even better,” Beca says and resolves to bite her lip instead of saying more.
“Of course it’s a yes,” Chloe mumbles jumping forward and into Beca’s arms. “You’re such a dork.”
“Yeah but I’m your dork,” Beca laughs. She takes the ring out of the box and with slightly shaky hands puts the ring onto Chloe’s ring finger. The redhead beams up at her with a gleeful smile that Beca could never really resist. “And you’re mine.”
“Always,” Chloe giggles.
//
Beca posts the video later that night and the amount of phone calls they got within the short span of time it was online was a little overwhelming. Needless to say that maybe they should have told their family and friends before posting a video that easily went viral after the booby trapped presents video did. Their subscribers shot through the roof along with it but neither girl really cared about that. Don’t get them wrong they love it and are extraordinarily thankful for anyone who wants to follow their story but right now they’re a little preoccupied with themselves to think about much else.