Incorrect Barden Bellas

90. {ONESHOT: The Netflix Curse}

A/N: andddd we're back with another crazy oneshot! Hopefully, you guys will get most of the references... enjoy!

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"Give me the remote, Amy!"
"No! You can go watch your trashy shows elsewhere, it's time for MY trashy shows!"

The two stubborn Bellas had been arguing over tv rights for at least five minutes, their group mates were close to having to break it up. They kept pulling back and forth until the device slipped from their hands and flew off.
They gasped and reached for it in a seemingly slow motion, as the remote stopped... mid-air?

"What the hell?!" Stacie shrieked.
"Is this one of your nerd tricks? Cuz that's extra even for me," the blonde murmured to her current enemy in stupor.

"No, it was me," Lily joined the conversation. She had her hand up and open, a thin streak of blood running down her nose.

"What's going-- dude are you okay?!" Beca said upon walking in on the bizarre scene, eyeing her injured friend with concern. The rest of the Bellas followed suit.

"Not to worry, I am in good shape. However..." the quiet girl trailed, moving her hand to the side. Along with that easy movement, the remote landed in her other hand, "you guys must know the real nature of this,"

"Did she just... Did she just telekinesis that shit? Chloe, she just telekinesised that shit," the DJ started pointing fingers as she rambled to her co-captain, who was too stunned to respond coherently.

"Oh my stars," the two turned around at the sound, "are you a wizard? I knew it! Are you a witch? A fairy, elf? Can you confirm or deny Santa Claus is real???"

"Emily, magica beings don't exist," Flo deadpanned, "it's clear she's an alien,"

"I get that a lot,"

"But are you?"

"That's irrelevant to how I can use telekinesis. You see, this is not your average remote. It breaks the barrier between reality and fiction,"

"Er, guys..." CR quipped, "That is not our tv..."
She pointed at the visibly much older, smaller TV a few feet from them.

"We just witnessed something crazy, why are you worried about the TV?" Aubrey eye-rolled.

"Hey, where is my phone?" Stacie asked distractedly.

"This is no time for selfies, Stace," Beca replied, immediately assuming her friend would rather use her phone that way than to call for help.

"Right but it's a good question, where's our phones?" Chloe backed, feeling for the missing device in her Jean pockets. The other girls did the same, all coming up empty handed.

"I was going on to explain that we are not home," Lily said.

"What do you mean? We've lived here for two years," CR frowned.

"Yes, here, sort of. But not... now,"

"Okay, can you stop being vague? This isn't some tv show," the Australian whined.

"Or is it?"

"Just cut to the point!" Aubrey demanded.

"Fine! We are, in fact in a tv show. I don't watch television so I can't tell which one, but apparently I have inherited new supernatural abilities," the girls had mixed reactions.

"Tv show?" CR.

"Supernatural abilities?" Emily.

"New?" Flo.