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PITCH PERFECT HORROR WEEK - 2019

DAY 1 - COSTUMES COME TO LIFE (#HW191)

It was two weeks into September when Beca Mitchell walked into Beale's Halloween Boo-Tique. She always chuckled at the name because the owner likes her puns.

Chloe had asked all of her part-time employees to meet her at the shop to talk about their schedules and their new inventory.

"Beca!" Chloe Beale, a pretty redhead with cerulean blue eyes, called out as soon as the young woman walked in. "How's my favorite employee? You're the first one here."

"Hey, Chloe," Beca said with a smile. "I guess by your eagerness that you're going to hire me again this year?"

"Of course," Chloe said, smiling. "You're already on the work schedule because you aren't just my favorite employee, the customers love you, too."

"Damn," Beca said, snapping her fingers. "I'll have to work on changing that."

"Oh, stop," Chloe chastised, slapping Beca on the arm. "You know you love working here."

"I do," Beca said. "The highlight of my year is getting to see your pretty face every day for an entire month."

"You know, Becs," Choe said with a grin. "One of these days I'm going to think you're serious with all this flirting and then what will you do?"

"I know what I'd like to do," Beca said with a smirk. "But, I'd start slow and ask for a date. And see what happens from there."

Chloe bit her lip and stared at Beca. "So, why haven't you-"

"Boo!" Stacie Conrad yelled, startling Chloe, who jumped and squealed.

"Oh, hey, Stacie," Beca said, unphased.

"How did she not scare you?" Chloe asked incredulously. "I swear she took five years off my life."

"I have loved Halloween since I was barely able to walk," Beca said. "Plus, I have three older brothers who liked to torment me. I had to learn not to show fear or be scared 24/7. So, there isn't much that scares me."

"Challenge accepted," Stacie said.

"That wasn't a dare, Stacie," Beca said with a laugh. "But do your worst. I like a good scare as much as the next person. As long as there is an actual scare in there somewhere."

"Oooh, did I just hear Beca call you out Stacie?" Cynthia Rose asked as she joined the trio.

"I believe you did," Chloe said, smiling.

"She did," Stacie said, glaring at Beca. "When you least expect it, Mitchell, expect it!"

"Ooo-ooo, I'm scared," Beca said, shaking her entire body and laughing.

"Beca, stop it," Chloe said, slapping the younger brunette again.

"Sorry," Beca said, raising her hands in surrender. "I'll behave as long as you stop hitting me. Why are you so violent toward me?"

“You know you love me," Chloe said with a big smile.

"I know I'd like to slap you back," Beca muttered.

"What was that?" Chloe asked, narrowing her eyes and glaring at Beca.

"What? I didn't say anything," Beca said and moved to stand next to Cynthia Rose.

"Hey, Beca, I heard your show this morning," Cynthia Rose told Beca. "I like that you started your Halloween teasers already. Those spooky noises are even better than last year's."

"Thanks," Beca said. "I wanted to try a few out in the promo so we can incorporate some of them in our Halloween themed shows next month."

"I'll be listening every day," Stacie said. "This is my favorite time of year."

"I'm glad you're all working for me again this year," Chloe said. "There's a new place that opened just two blocks over and is going to be giving us some stiff competition."

"What's it called?" Beca asked.

"Halloween Town," Chloe said and scoffed. "Not very original if you ask me."

"Not as original as Beale's Halloween Boo-Tique," Beca said, emphasizing the boo in boo-tique, and causing the others to laugh.

"Hey," Chloe said, frowning. "It's a fun play on the word boutique."

"We love it," Stacie said, smirking. "Don't we, girls?"

"Oh, uh, yeah," Cynthia Rose said. "It's the spookiest."

"Plus, we have the best skeletons around," Beca said, trying not to smile. "No bones about it."

Stacie and Cynthia Rose started laughing; Beca was close behind.

"Ha-ha, you guys," Chloe deadpanned. "Let's get this meeting started, so I can get your schedules worked out. Or should I fire you now and avoid the hassle later?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'll be good," Beca said, biting her lip to stop laughing. "I promise."

"Me, too," Cynthia Rose and Stacie both said.

"Good," Chloe said. "Come on back to the office, and I'll show you what I've put together so far on the schedules. We'll also check out the new costumes that came in today."

** PITCH PERFECT HORROR WEEK 2019 - DAY 1 **

Two hours later, Cynthia Rose and Stacie bid Chloe goodbye and left the shop together. Beca hung back to talk to Chloe.

"So, I see you have me scheduled to work the late shift for the entire month of October," Beca said, looking down at the schedule Chloe made up.

"Yeah," Chloe said. "It is our busiest time, and I remember you saying that you wouldn't mind working every night, so I took you up on it. Brey won't be able to work as much as she did before. She's studying for the Bar exam."

"She'll do fine, I'm sure," Beca said. "She's not even a lawyer yet, but I know I wouldn't want to go up against her in a courtroom."

"So, about that date to see where this might go," Chloe said. "Would you maybe want to go out with me? After Halloween."

"You're asking me out?" Beca asked, wide-eyed. "Hell, yeah! I mean, yes, I'd love to go out with you."

"Great," Chloe said with a big smile. "I have an entire month to come up with something spooktacular."

"Oh, God," Beca moaned. "You're starting early with the puns this year, I see."

"You love it," Chloe said, grinning.

"I tolerate it," Beca said, grinning back at her. "Do we have to wait until after Halloween for that date?"

"You know I'll be busy with the shop," Chloe said.

"I know," Beca said. "But, you haven't started your Halloween hours yet, and you don't get really busy until the end of September. That's two weeks away. Which means that's two weeks of dating we could be doing."

"I like the way you think, Mitchell," Chloe said, smiling. "What did you have in mind."

"Do you want to grab a bite with me now? Something low-key and super casual?"

"I'd love to," Chloe said. "Let me just lock up, and we can go."

** PITCH PERFECT HORROR WEEK 2019 - DAY 1 **

Two weeks and four dates with Chloe later, it was Beca's first official night of working at Beale's Halloween Boo-Tique and things were a bit slow. She expected it, but it made the afternoon and evening drag by.

It was after ten-thirty and Chloe said they should start closing. Beca pulled the display board inside the doors and left it to the side. She then closed and locked the doors before heading to the back to help Chloe.

"Would you hang these up over there for me, please?" Chloe asked, holding out two costumes that were left in the fitting room.

"I can't believe some of the costumes you have this year," Beca said, looking at them as she hung them up.

"I found a great new distributor," Chloe said. "They have really unusual ideas. I thought some of our returning customers might like them."

"They are pretty cool," Beca said. "I wish people didn't wait until the last minute to reserve their costumes. It becomes a nightmare trying to get people in and out of the fitting room while helping other customers."

"That's why I asked a couple of my friends to help out this year," Chloe said. "They'll manage the dressing rooms so the rest of you can help customers."

"Good thinking, Ms. Beale," Beca said, pulling Chloe to her. "Am I off the clock? Because I really want to kiss you and it wouldn't be proper to kiss the boss while I'm working."

"Mmm, hold that thought," Chloe said. "It's almost eleven, and we need to close up and get out of here."

Beca let out a sigh and let Chloe go. "What is the deal with locking up no later than eleven exactly?"

Chloe pushed Beca toward the back exit and hurried out. She pulled the door closed and locked it, pocketing the key.

"Walk me to my car, and I'll tell you," Chloe said, taking Beca by the hand.

"I'd be happy to," Beca said with a smile.

Chloe led Beca toward her car.

"Most people think the bewitching hour is Midnight," Chloe said, starting the story for Beca. "But, it's actually eleven. That's when all the ghosts overtake the many costumes that are in Halloween shops and bring them to life."

"Wait," Beca said, stopping by Chloe's car. "You're telling me that right now, in your shop, the costumes have come to life? What do they do, have a party?"

"Yes," Chloe said seriously.

"No way," Beca said, laughing. "You're pulling my leg."

"Maybe I am," Chloe said with a mischievous smile. "Maybe I'm not."

"You're lying," Beca said, scoffing at the idea. "I've been a fan of Halloween my whole life, and I know all the myths and fairy tales out there. I have never heard of costumes coming to life."

"Maybe you don't know as much about Halloween as you thought you did," Chloe said, pulling Beca closer. "Now, I seem to recall something about a kiss."

Beca smiled and kissed Chloe. One kiss turned into a couple more. Chloe pulled back, and Beca opened her door for her. Once settled in the driver's seat, Beca closed the door and Chloe started the car so she could put down her window.

"Thanks for walking me to my car," Chloe said.

"I'll see you tomorrow, boss," Beca said, leaning in the window to kiss her one more time.

Beca stepped back and watched Chloe drive off. She made her way to her car parked a few spaces over when she heard a noise coming from the direction of the shop.

Beca stopped and looked. She scanned the parking area and the shop but didn't see anything. She chuckled and shook her head as she got into her car. "Stupid ghost story," she mumbled as she drove off.

** PITCH PERFECT HORROR WEEK 2019 - DAY 1 **

Two weeks later, Beca was in the shop and hadn't had a break since she walked in. She passed Chloe at one point and kissed on the cheek as she walked by.

"Mitchell, don't you have a customer to tend to?" Chloe asked, smiling the whole time.

"Yes, Ms. Beale," Beca said, hiding her smile. "I do."

Chloe winked at Beca and continued down the aisle to the checkout counter. Beca nearly fell into a display and grabbed things as they started to fall. Chloe looked back at hearing the noise and had to bite her lip to keep from laughing.

"May I help the next in line, please?" Chloe said, glancing back at Beca to make sure she was okay.

Beca's face was red, but she was smiling.

Later that night, Chloe and Beca were making out in the back room when Chloe heard a noise.

"Oh, we, um, have to go," Chloe said and grabbed her jacket and purse.

"Whyyyyy?" Beca whined. "I was really enjoying this."

"You know the rules," Chloe said, hurrying Beca to the back door. "Out and locked by eleven. Not one second later."

"Fine, fine," Beca said, exiting the shop. "But, I still don't believe you about the costumes coming to life."

"Like I said, maybe I'm lying," Chloe said with a shrug. "Then again, maybe I'm not."

Chloe locked the door and let out a sigh. She pocketed the key, and Beca grabbed her around the waist.

"Can we make out in your car?" Beca asked, laughing as Chloe squealed.

"I'd love to, but I can't," Chloe said, hugging Beca to her. "I promised Brey I'd be home right after we closed."

"Really?" Beca asked. Chloe nodded. "Okay. I'll see you tomorrow afternoon. Can I get a quick kiss for the road?"

"Absolutely," Chloe said as she smashed her lips into Beca's.

"Mmmm," Beca moaned into the kiss. "I like kissing you."

"I like kissing you, too," Chloe said.

They stood with their arms around each other and Beca furrowed her brows.

"What's wrong, Becs?"

"Shhh!"

Chloe snapped her mouth shut and waited as Beca leaned her head toward the shop.

"Do you hear that?" Beca whispered.

"Hear what?" Chloe asked, listening.

"Music," Beca said, shaking her head. "I swear I heard music coming from your shop."

Chloe laughed. "Come on, Beca. I was pulling your leg. There isn't any music coming from the shop."

Beca listened for another minute but didn't hear anything. "Maybe you're right. Sorry. Must be hearing things. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Okay," Chloe said. "Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yeah," Beca said, her cheeks reddening. "I'm tired, so that's probably got a lot to do with it."

"Well, you go home and get some rest," Chloe said. She kissed Beca's cheek. "I'll see you tomorrow."

"Goodnight, Chlo," Beca said as she turned toward her car.

Chloe watched as Beca got in her car and drove off. She looked at the shop and debated whether to go back in. She decided it wasn't worth it and got in her car and drove off.

** PITCH PERFECT HORROR WEEK 2019 - DAY 1 **

It was finally Halloween night, and Beca was behind the counter, helping a customer. Chloe knew that people would be picking up their costumes that day, so she brought out the reserved costumes and hung them on racks behind the counter for easy access.

This plan worked well. The customer had to show their ticket showing the costume(s) they reserved, and the employee would get it off the rack and hand it to them. It was nearing ten, and most all the costumes were gone, and Beca started helping to clean up so they could close the shop.

Beca was going as Chloe's plus one to a Halloween party, and Beca was excited. She was working double-time to get things put away so they could close.

"Beca?" Chloe called out for the young brunette.

"Yeah?" Beca called out, popping up from behind a display.

Beca walked over to Chloe. "What's up?"

"Hey," Chloe said, kissing Beca on the cheek. "Aubrey called. Her car broke down, and I have to pick her up for the party. Can you close up tonight? I'll get Brey and meet you at the party."

"Sure," Beca said.

"Don't forget," Chloe said. "Out the door and locked up by eleven. Got it?"

"Yes, ma'am," Beca said. "I'll see you at the party."

"Good," Chloe said.

"Drive safe," Beca called out as Chloe left through the back door.

"Always!" Chloe yelled back.

Beca shook her head, smiling as she closed the door behind Chloe. Beca heard the bell over the door and went out front to see if she could help.

Stacie was standing behind the counter, counting the money. Beca furrowed her brow and looked at the front door.

"Didn't I just hear someone come in?" Beca asked Stacie.

"What?" Stacie said, looking up from the cash she had been counting.

"Didn't the bell over the door ring?"

"I didn't hear anything," Stacie said. "CR? Did you see or hear anyone come in just now?"

"No," Cynthia Rose said. "I'll check the door." Cynthia Rose walked over to the door, and Beca kept her eyes on her the whole time. Cynthia Rose pulled the door. "It's still locked."

"Really?" Beca asked in disbelief. She walked to the door, and it was indeed locked. "Wow. I must be hearing things."

"Maybe," Cynthia Rose said. "I'm done. Can I go now? I have to put on my costume and pick up my date."

"Yeah, sure," Beca said. "Go ahead. Have fun!"

"Thanks," Cynthia Rose called out as she headed to the back.

"You can go, too, Stacie," Beca said. "I'll finish up here."

"Thanks," Stacie said. "That's the last of it anyway."

"I'll see you later at the party," Beca said.

"Be careful," Stacie said. "I'll see you later."

Beca followed Stacie to the back and made sure the door was secured behind her. She went back through the store and picked up decorations and party supplies, placing them where they belonged. She knew Chloe would be lowering the prices on some of the items to get rid of them.

Beca heard a sound coming from the back. "Chloe?" No response. "Stacie, if that's you, I swear I don't scare easily so you may as well show yourself." Nothing again.

"Stacie?" Beca called out as she walked to the back. She heard rustling, and then music starts playing. "Stacie?" Beca called again and went through the door. She stopped short, and her eyes widened.

Twirling and swirling around the back room were costumes. Costumes with no bodies in them. Costumes with no bodies in them dancing and moving to the music.

Beca stood frozen for a few minutes, watching as the material swayed and swung through the air. She looked at her watch and realized it was 11:02 pm.

"Holy shit," Beca mumbled. "They really do come to life."

Beca looked toward the back exit. She looked at the costumes dancing around and tried to gauge when she could run past them and out the door.

She counted beats and waited. When she thought she had it figured out she got herself ready. On the next beat, she pushed off the wall and started dodging the dancing costumes. Suddenly, she was engulfed in several layers of material. She was grabbing and shoving them out of her way. She would gain a foot and lose two; her legs didn't seem to be able to push past them.

Beca stopped and let the costumes continue their dance. She remained frozen in place, her breaths ragged. She counted in her head and slowed her breathing. Soon the dancing costumes were back in some sort of formation and dancing around her.

Beca watched, mesmerized as the costumes continued their dance. The music changed, and the dancing got livelier. Beca found herself suddenly swooped up in the arms, or would it be sleeves, of a confederate soldier. They were a few feet in the air, and Beca was holding onto the costume for dear life.

"Put me down!" Beca screamed, and suddenly she was hitting the floor. "Fuck!" Beca yelled as her feet hit the floor, and she fell onto her back.

Beca looked up to see the costumes hovering above her, swaying but no longer dancing. Beca swallowed and glanced quickly at the door. It was closer, but she would still need to get through the costumes to make it out.

Beca slowly got up and dusted offer her jeans. "Um, that's some great dancing you folks are doing," Beca said, looking around at the costumes still hovering around her. "Maybe you could show me how to do it."

Beca looked around and felt the air shift around her. "I, uh, I'm a fast learner," she said. "I would need a partner to show me the steps, or, um, movements. What do you say? Does someone want to teach me?"

Beca stood and waited. She jumped slightly when the confederate soldier costume moved toward her. The sleeve came across its waist, and the costume bowed to Beca. The other sleeve reached out as if asking for her hand.

Beca licked her lips and slowly reached out her hand. There was no hand to take, so she grabbed the end of the sleeve. Suddenly, she was being whirled and twirled around. Beca could swear she heard laughing and giggling.

She let herself be led around the room. She was handed off to different costumes at random moments. The soldier handed her off to a lion; the lion handed her off to a ghost; the ghost handed her off to a bride. She was getting dizzy but somehow managed to maneuver closer to the back door.

As soon as Beca got close enough, she made a move toward the door, only to be pulled back by the soldier, the lion, and the bride. They grabbed her around her legs, waist, and neck. Beca screamed and struggled but found the bride's armless sleeves tightening around her neck.

Beca was thrown to the floor. The soldier was kneeling next to her with his hand on her chest; she couldn't move. Beca grabbed at the sleeve and tried to pull herself out of from under it. Nothing was working. She finally laid back in resignation and closed her eyes. A tear slid from the corner of her eye and down her face.

Beca tried to sit up when she heard a key in the back door. "Chloe?"

Suddenly, Beca was on the bottom of a pile of costumes that landed on her as they fell from the air. She hit her head, and that's all she remembered.

** PITCH PERFECT HORROR WEEK 2019 - DAY 1 **

"Beca's car is outside," Chloe said, slightly panicked. "She has to still be in here."

"Calm down, Chloe," Aubrey said as they entered the shop.

"I can't calm down," Chloe said. "You know what happens if the doors aren't locked by eleven."

Chloe looked around the room and gasped. "I can't believe this! You costumes get back on your hangers, now!"

The pile of costumes came to life and made their way to their hangers. As soon as the confederate soldier stood up, Chloe saw Beca lying unconscious on the floor.

"Beca!" Chloe screamed as she ran to the girl. She dropped down next to the brunette and gathered her in her arms. "Becs, wake up. Can you do that for me, please? Can you open your eyes?"

Beca's eyes remained closed. Chloe checked to make sure she was breathing and let out a sigh of relief when she was.

"Is she okay?" Aubrey asked, bending to look down at Beca.

"I think so," Chloe said. "Just overwhelmed by all this, I'm sure."

"What do you want to do?" Aubrey asked.

"Help me get her to my car," Chloe said. "Then we need to grab her costume. I'll take her to my place and put her to bed. When she wakes up, I'll tell her she got drunk, and I didn't want her going home alone."

"That sounds good," Aubrey said, grabbing Beca's legs as Chloe put her arms around Beca's torso.

The two friends carried Beca to Chloe's car and got her strapped into the front seat.

"You wait here," Chloe said. "I'll go get her costume and be out in a few minutes."

"Okay," Aubrey said.

Chloe rushed back into the shop and stood with her hands on her hips. She was angry. "You guys know better than this. What were you thinking? Beca is my girlfriend, and you scared her half to death."

Chloe glared around the room, stopping to look at every single costume. "All of you better hope that I can convince Beca she was drunk and none of this had actually happened. If not, I will burn you in the incinerator. Do you understand?"

Chloe heard rustling and could see some of the costume heads nodding up and down. "Good." Chloe found Beca's costume and rolled it into a ball. She went to the back door and stopped to look around the room. "Now behave and make sure you get back on your hangers by seven in the morning. I'm going to leave now."

Chloe went out the back door and made sure the lock clicked before she went to her car. "Brey, follow me home. I'll need help getting Beca into my apartment."

Chloe threw Beca's costume on the floor in the back. She left it balled up so it would look like it had been worn. She pulled out of the parking lot and drove home with Aubrey following behind her.

** PITCH PERFECT HORROR WEEK 2019 - DAY 1 **

The next morning, Beca woke with a start. She sat up and looked around the room, trying to figure out where she was. She heard a noise and let out a squeaky, "Eek!"

"You okay, Becs?" Chloe asked with a laugh. "Here, I brought you a pain reliever. You're going to need it after last night."

"Last night?" Beca asked, not sure what Chloe was talking about.

"Yeah," Chloe said, climbing onto the bed to sit next to Beca. "You tied one on. It took Brey and me both to get you up here."

"Brey?" Beca's head was in a fog. "I got drunk? I don't even remember going to the party."

"Well, you did, and, yes, you got drunk," Chloe said. "You're a cute drunk. Now, take your pills and grab a shower. Breakfast is almost ready."

"Uh, okay," Beca said. "Towels?"

"In the cabinet under the sink in the bathroom," Chloe said. "Soap, shampoo, and conditioner are on the shelf in the shower. I put a change of clothes in there for you, too. If you need something, just yell."

"Uh-huh. Right. Okay," Beca mumbled, still trying to figure out how she ended up in Chloe's apartment.

Chloe kissed Beca's cheek and climbed off the bed. "Breakfast will be ready in twenty, so don't take too long."

"Right, twenty," Beca said, nodding as she slid off the bed. "Breakfast." Beca moved slowly toward what she presumed was the bathroom before she stopped. "Um, where is the kitchen."

"Go to the end of the hall and turn left," Chloe said. "It's a straight shot to the kitchen."

"Right," Beca said. "I remember now. Uh, thanks."

Beca entered the bathroom and took one last look at Chloe before closing the door. Chloe let out a heavy sigh and ran a hand through her hair. She left the bedroom and hurried to the kitchen to find Aubrey sitting at the counter, sipping on a cup of coffee.

"Is she awake?" Aubrey asked as soon as Chloe entered the kitchen.

"Yeah," Chloe said. "She's in the shower. She's a little out of it, but I think she's buying the story that she got drunk last night."

"Good," Aubrey said with a feeling of relief. "The whole costumes coming to life thing would be hard to explain."

"Yeah," Chloe said, chewing her lip as she looked back toward the hall that led to where Beca was taking a shower. "It would be hard to explain."

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