Chapter CXLVII - Bechloe: Snow White and the Seven Handsome Dwarfs (Part 2)

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"Okay, is everyone in the shot?" Beca asked as she moved the camera slightly to the left.

"I think you're good, babe," Chloe concurred.

"Good. Alright, are we ready?"

"Ready, mama!"

"Ready!" The boys answered.

"Let me hold Grace, Jack!"

"No, you already had your turn, Mason!"

"That's not fair!"

"Well, I'm the eldest!"

"That's still not fair! Mommy!"

"Boys, stop bickering or else you'll upset her. Mason, you've had your turn so let Jack hold her for a while then you can switch."

Mason pouted but Chloe simply kissed his head.

"Okay, are we ready now?" Beca probed.

"Yes, babe, we're ready."

"Okay, we're on in three, two, one... Go!" Beca whispered the last part as the video began playing live. "Hi, lovely people! It's the Mitchell's again! Say hi, boys!"

"Hi!" They waved happily.

"And my lovely wife, Chloe, of course," Beca put an arm around her wife.

"Hello!"

"I know that times are rather tough right now with the self-quarantine people are doing and the lockdown laws that are getting put into place but we're here to entertain you in the meantime! So, just a little bit of background for today's video, I made a little jingle for the boys to sing to Grace to help cheer her up when she's not feeling well so we thought it'd be nice to spread the love and hopefully, can help get your little ones to cheer up, too! Alright, boys, are we ready?"

"Ready!" They cheered.

"Alright, let's go! Chlo, hit the music."

Chloe pressed play on her phone, causing music to flow through their portable speaker and the boys began singing a cheerful tune and once the beat picked up, they started dancing with Beca and Chloe in the middle dancing together before picking up their boys and dancing with them. The stream got thousands of views within minutes with fans all over the world sending love and positive comments to the Mitchell family as they performed.

As Beca said, because times were tough due to the lockdown laws courtesy of a stupid virus that was creating mass hysteria around the world, Beca and Chloe decided it would be a good idea if they set up a vlog of their family singing, dancing, cooking, and doing other sorts of things together just to help those stuck at home put a smile on their faces at the least and like most things Beca did for her fans, it worked. Their vlog took off with extreme success and someone even called Beca asking if she wanted to make her vlog into an actual show with a cast and crew but Beca politely declined. She wasn't in it for a profit of any kind. No, she did it because she wanted to entertain and make people's day brighter and she knew that was Chloe's influence on her but she didn't care. She was just glad that people were happier after watching her videos.

"Alright, well, I think we're all a little puffed now," Beca concluded, a little short of breath. "Sorry, it's been a while since I've done some choreography. I haven't been able to practice since lockdown but this lot are keeping me on my toes in other ways." She pointed behind her to her kids.

"Eww! Mama! Gracie pooped!" Beau announced, pinching his nose.

"Yuck! Here, Mason, you can hold her," said Jack.

"No! You hold her!"

"No, YOU hold her!"

"And I think it's time we go. Thanks for tuning in, guys, and we'll catch you next time! Say goodbye, boys!"

"Bye!" The boys farewelled, except for Jack and Mason who were still fighting.

Beca shut off the vlog and turned to Chloe. "Baby or boys?"

"Boys."

Beca sighed and held out her hand for a match of rock, paper, scissors, which Chloe one. Beca tilted her head back and groaned as she made her way over to her sons.

"Okay, boys, cut it out. Mama is taking Grace." Chloe interjected and began settling the kids while Beca took Grace into the next room to change her nappy.

"Mama," Beau approached the brunette.

"Yes, champ?"

"What are you doing?"

"I'm changing little Gracie."

Putting his hands on her leg, Beau crawled up onto Beca's lap like a puppy with his mouth agape as he looked at Grace in wonder.

"Can I help?"

"You want to help me change Grace?"

"Yeah," he nodded.

"Okay. Well, we need to undo this," Beca handed her son the nappy, which he pulled open. "Now, we take the smelly one and throw it into this little bag here and give her a quick wipe..." Beca did that part. "Then we slip the new one underneath. I'll hold her legs and you put it under, okay?"

"Okay."

"Alright. Up she goes! Slip it under!"

Beau slid the nappy under his sister successfully.

"Good boy! Now, we take the sides, pull them open, and strap them across tightly."

Beau followed his mother's instructions with concentration.

"And there you go! Well done, baby boy! You've just changed your baby sister!"

"Yay! Gracie!" Beau leaned forward and pecked his sister's cheek before cradling her in a cuddle.

"What's going on in here?" Chloe cooed, walking into the living room holding the camera. "Aww, bo-bo! Are you cuddling Gracie?"

"Ah-huh!"

"My sweet boy..."

"It's my turn to hold Grace now!" Mason stated.

"No, it's MY turn!" Jack insisted. "She pooped so I get longer!"

The boys' bickering escalated, causing the other boys to follow suit while Beau absentmindedly continued to hold his sister.

Chloe tutted and turned the camera to her live stream. "And this is what happens when you have boys that love their little sister. They clearly take after their mama."

"Hey!" Beca protested. "You take that back, Mrs. Mitchell!"

"It's true! And little bo-bo takes after me, don't you, my sweet boy?" Chloe leaned down and stroked his short, chocolate hair.

"Yeah..." He grinned.

"You steal all the good kids," Beca pouted playfully.

"They just naturally take after me, babe - it's facts."

Beca rolled her eyes and Chloe looked at the camera again. "See what I have to put up with?"

"Alright, that's it, cut it!" Beca ordered and Chloe finished with a giggle. "That's cold, Chlo."

"Love you, babe." Chloe kissed Beca's cheek then picked up Beau while Beca picked up Grace and returned to the kitchen for their lunch.

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