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How Victorious Cast React When Someone’s Trying To Fight You

Characters: Andre Harris, Beck Oliver, Cat Valentine, Jade West, Robbie Shapiro, Tori Vega, and Trina Vega. // x Fem!Reader.

Warnings: None!

Word Count: 2,204

A/N: Trying to write for different fandoms. Don’t know if I’ll write for them again (probably will for Jade) so here’s this headcannon! Hope You Enjoy!

Andre Harris:

You’re proud of your man and you make sure to express it almost every chance you can.

Whether it’s for his singing, instrumental skills, academic ability, the way he takes care of his family, or simply just being a good boyfriend to you.

So when it was announced that Andre would be going against some random guy in the competitive talent show, you were all behind him.

From the moment he told you what he was doing, to the rehearsals, and to the very moment he was on stage in front of the whole school.

When his performance was over everyone cheered, including you who yelled to a cheerful Tori, “He’s gotta win! He’s the best one out of the whole show!”

Your words caught the ears of someone behind you, specifically the girlfriend of the guy Andre was against.

A tap on your shoulder made you turn around to be faced with said girlfriend.

“Hey girlie, I heard you say something along the lines of Andre being the best competitor in the talent show?”

With a bright smile, you nodded. “Yeah, his performance is just unmatched!”

“Yeah, that’s what you think..” she muttered under her breath. “But I know for a fact, my baby Chase is gonna win with his juggling act!” she proudly boasted.

Your eyebrows furrowed and head tilted. “Uh…I don’t think juggling can compete with a singing and dancing performance, but whatever makes you more entertained!”

You didn’t mean it in a rude way, you were just stating the obvious!

“Are you saying your boyfriend is better than mine? Because I can guarantee you Chase can run circles around Andre all. day. long.”

You decided to be the bigger person and ignore her, wanting to end the small argument, but to her, that came off as a sign of her winning.

“See! You’re ignoring me ‘cause I’m right!”

…

Then as disrespectful.

“Actually I’m done with you! You think you can claim your boyfriend is better than mine? Let’s see who the better girlfriend is!”

Students began to look at the commotion instead of her boyfriend on stage, who was miserably failing his juggling attempts.

Her purse dropped and her hands went to her earrings, preparing for a fight, but it would never come as Andre came behind you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and pulling you back.

“Easy, easy, now. What's going on? There’s no need for fighting.”

The girl’s expression flared even more at the sight of him. “Your stupid girlfriend thinks you’re better than Chase!”

Andre’s eyebrows raised, somewhat taken aback. He knew you wouldn’t actually say that, but he could clearly see anything related to that claim fired her up.

“Look, I’m sure there’s a misunderstanding. Y/n wouldn’t say anything like that.”

She opened her mouth to complain, but Andre beat her to it.

“But. If she said that, I’m sorry.”

The fact Andre was apologizing for "your mistake” angered her to the point of disinterest. She picked up her earrings and purse and stomped away to the parking lot.

You pecked his sweaty cheek. “Thank you.”

Beck Oliver:

You really don’t know why you're still with Beck, he’s honestly nothing but a playboy. Yeah, he’s hot, but he’s not exclusive to you.

Another thing you don’t understand is why the girl in front of you was trying to fight.

You had walked into Sikowitz’s class to see her sitting in your seat, the spot that just so happened to be next to Beck.

You were nice at first, asking her to find somewhere else to sit, but it seemed after you told her Beck was your boyfriend, a switch flipped.

She began yelling, demanding you to fight for the seat.

“You wanna sit here? Fight me. Fight me for it!”

You laughed.

She was really going to fight you because you wanted to sit next to your boyfriend?

“I’m not joking! Fight me for the seat and for Beck!”

You didn't mean to, but another laugh slipped through your mouth. What do you look like fighting a girl for a chair next to your boyfriend?

Beck cleared his throat while standing up and grabbing your hand. “Hey, stop laughing, it’s clearly making her more angry. Let’s just sit over there.”

You didn’t move as he attempted to tug you in the direction of your new seats.

Did he just tell you to stop? You weren’t even doing anything!

“Why are you telling me to stop? I’m not trying to fight someone!”

Beck sighed, “You always do this. Why can’t we just go sit over there without arguing?”

Your mouth gaped in slight disbelief at his question. “I wouldn’t “always be doing this” if you weren’t flirting with every girl you see!”

The instigated sound of an “ooo” was heard from Andre behind you.

Beck opened his mouth to argue back, but you cut him off.

“Y’know what, since you wanna defend her so badly, you can sit there!”

“Fine, I will!”

He plopped back down into the seat next to her while you sat across the room near Robbie and Rex.

Cat Valentine:

“And then I won a stuffed bunny! I named him Hoppy because bunnies love to hop!” Cat rambled while shoving a handful of Bibble in her mouth.

You smiled at that, reaching in the bag to grab some popcorn when someone spoke from behind you.

“Hey Cat. Give me some Bibble.”

You turned around to see who was talking to her in such a rude manner and was met with some blonde girl named Sammy.

“How about asking nicely? Like, “Hey Cat, can I please have some Bibble?”” You suggested while shoving some more in your mouth.

Sammy only glanced at you for 3 seconds before looking back at Cat. “You heard me. Bibble.”

Cat let out a soft ‘okay’ while grabbing the bag and holding it out for her.

Before a finger could touch the Bibble, you pushed it away. “That wasn’t nicely asked.”

Sammy stared at you once more, this time her nonchalant look cracking.

In silence, she began rolling up her sleeves, a sign Cat knew all too well.

“Guyssss,” she breathily moaned.

That made you both pause and look at her.

“Dont fight, eat Bibble!” She then held out the bag of colorful, candy-covered popcorn.

You and Sammy looked at each other before rushing to get a handful.

Jade West:

You took a sharp right around the corner of the lockers and saw your girlfriend’s locker door open, indicating she was there.

“Babe!”

Jade closed the door slightly, seeing your panicked face. Without cracking her uncared expression, she spoke. “What’s wrong?”

You didn’t get to answer as the group of boys behind you did.

“Give us the money for the football, Y/l/n!”

Jade’s eyes glanced behind you, somewhat connecting the dots.

“Leave us alone.” She warned once.

The one guy in the middle of the other two, seemingly the leader, scoffed. “This has nothing to do with you, you goth freak. Your girlfriend threw our football in the trashcan!”

You quickly defended your actions. “It hit my tray of food! You deserved it!”

Jade smirked as you argued back.

Her smirk quickly faded as the guy’s face turned even sour, his knuckles balled up, and feet moved closer to you.

In quick movements she snatched a pair of scissors from her locker door and stepped in front of you, pointing the scissors at them. “You come any closer and I’ll snip your fingers off your hands.”

Everyone, including you, had a scared expression, the boys not sticking around to see if her threat would become an action

“Jade! You can’t threaten people like that!” You lightly scolded her. “But thank you,” you said, happy that she defended you from those jocks.

Robbie Shapiro:

As everyone began rushing out the dance room, Robbie, with Rex on his hand, slipped inside to wait for you.

It was something you two began doing when you started dating.

You finished packing your bag and slung it over your shoulder before making your way towards the two.

“Hey, Y/n.”

You turned at the call of your name, one of your classmates, Mary, being the one who called.

“Congrats on the role you took from me.”

Your eyebrows furrowed. “What?”

She slowly stalked towards your confused frame.

“I said, congratulations for taking the role that was meant for me. You know, I worked really hard for that…just to get a background character.”

Your mouth croaked open. “Oh, I’m sor-”

“I’m talking, rehearsing for hours straight, destroying my pointe shoes, feet, and dignity! And you just come in here and take it from me. I bet you didn’t even practice like I did!”

You were quiet for a second, not knowing what to say. “Mary, I’m sorry you feel that way, but I don’t know what to tell you. Maybe next time you’ll get the role you desire?”

You ended the sentence with a friendly smile.

The smile was supposed to be a nice gesture, but it wasn’t to her. To Mary, she seen it as a bragging one.

“Now you're smiling?” She scoffed with a laugh. “I’ll wipe that smile off your face and make sure you won’t be able to perform.”

She began charging at you, hands balled up and face twisted with anger, but Robbie quickly put himself in between you two.

“No! There’s no need to fight!”

Mary rolled her eyes. “Get out of the way!”

Robbie stayed put. “S-Sorry, but I won’t let you guys figh—”

A loud slap echoed around the dance room as Rex fell to the floor with a yell.

Robbie barely had time to register that he had just gotten slapped before you were on her.

The sounds of scruffling could be heard down the hall which caught the attention of another teacher.

Needless to say you both were suspended from the ballet and school.

Tori Vega:

Rapid knocks on the front door almost have Tori’s laptop hitting the living room floor as she gets up.

“I’m coming, I’m coming!" She impatiently groaned out.

As soon as she clicked the lock off and pulled the handle, the door was busted open, your body knocking into hers as you rushed inside.

“What the—” “Hurry! Close the door!”

Tori’s stunned, confusingly looking at you and then the dimly lit porch.

“Close it before she gets me!” Her brows furrow. “Who?”

“You’re dead meat, Y/n!”

Jade.

Tori did the opposite of what you pleaded, leaving the door open and allowing her to enter.

“I’m going to kill you!”

She lunged for you, but Tori quickly grabbed her, using all her strength to drag her away from you.

Though Jade fought in her hold, still attempting to get her hands on you, she successfully pinned her down to the couch with a yell of: “Jade, stop!”

Tori stood up with an exhausted breath, the static-like hair around her face blowing away.

“Now, will someone tell me what happened!”

Jade “happily” answered. “Your little girlfriend thought it was funny to draw green cats and dogs all over my face in sharpie!”

Tori sighed, raking a hand through her hair.

“It was Cat’s idea! We were playing truth or dare Uno, and I lost!”

Jade made a jerky move to get up, but Tori pushed her down. “No! Stop yelling at each other and stop trying to kill Y/n!”

Finally, since Tori opened the door, silence taken over the room.

Her eyes closed for a second, but opened when she heard shuffling beside her.

Her reflexes were fast once she noticed the silver pair of scissors in Jade’s hand, snatching them out her hold.

“Hey! No scissors!”

Trina Vega:

You really got to stop hanging around your girlfriend, Trina so much. All the sleepovers, outings, and time with her at school has really made an impact on your attitude.

But to be fair, the girl insulted Trina first, calling her a dumb blonde to which you snapped back, exposing her cheating boyfriend.

For some reason, that pissed her off to the point where she was looking to fight you.

Students stood in a circle around you two, chanting “fight!,” “fight!,” “fight!”.

The girl was ready for combat, yelling curse words and making gesturing taunts at you, but before anything could happen, you were pulled backwards by a concerned Trina.

“Y/n, what’s going on? Why are they saying you’re about to fight someone?” You shrugged your shoulders. “I don’t know, I guess I offended her by talking about her cheating boyfriend.”

Just as you finished your sentence, the girl spoke up. “And you’re still talking? Leave that wannabe singer alone and fight me!”

The cheers got louder, encouraging the fight, but Trina now had an offended look on her face.

“Excuse me? What did you just call me?”

The girl smirked, stepping closer. “You heard me, dumb, not-knowing-how-to-sing—”

She didn’t get to finish her sentence before Trina pushed her back harshly, almost making her fall.

“Trina!” You yelled.

She began taking off her large hoop earrings and heels making you question how the fight went from you and this girl to Trina and her.

Lmk if you had a favorite scenario!

(Mine was Robbie’s! 🤭)

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I think I've learned something about myself. I just think I like to date a girl who, you know, fights back. I mean, a girl who's got strong opinions. You know? And a big mouth. - Why? - 'Cause it's not easy. Easy's boring.

Jade West & Beck Oliver in Season 4 of VICTORiOUS (2010–2013)

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THE GREAT PING PONG SCAM Victorious (1x11)

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Clowning Around!!? (Beck Oliver x reader)

Summary: the one where you, beck, Andre and Cat get lost in Texas whilst you guys were meant to pick Tori up at the airport, it’s lowk kind of suggestive toward the end (;

“Okay, so here’s the deal. My cousin’s wedding is in Texas, and I need you guys to pick me up at 7pm tomorrow” Tori says, while stuffing papers into her already overstuffed bag.

Andre raises an eyebrow, “Us? Why not your parents?” He asks.

She sighs “because they’re in Florida for Trina’s broken elbow, and besides, you guys owe me for that time I helped you build a potato cannon for Sikowitz’s project.”

You cross your arms and groan, “okay, but that was ages ago, and there’s still mashed potatoes in my shoes.”

“Well it’s just picking her up, right? How hard can it be?” Beck says, slinging his arm around your shoulder

“yay! Oh my god a road trip!” Cat says excitedly, “man I’ve always wanted to go to Texas, Do you think we’ll see cowboys? Or cows? Or boys?”

Andre backs up “look I don’t know about you, but I’m afraid of Texas, my grandma says it’s haunted.”

So the next day, the gang is driving through the Texas countryside in a beck’s dad’s van. Beck’s driving, Andre’s navigating, Cats asleep on your lap, and you’re leaning against the window, annoyed at how painfully lost you all are.

Andre repeatedly hits the gps on his lap, “turn left in…uh…wait, why’s it recalculating again?”

Beck’s gripping steering wheel, “because this stupid gps is possessed, this is the third time it’s told me to turn into a cornfield”

“I told y’all Texas was haunted, this feels like we’re in a horror movie man” Andre complains

Cat awakens when she hears the word ‘horror movie’, “Oh my god, I love horror movies! Do you think we’ll see a corn ghost? Or Bigfoot? Or-”

You cut her off “If you say clowns, I’m jumping out of this van”

Cat gasps “I love clowns! Don’t you?”

“I don’t wanna talk about it” you say briskly

Andre squints at the gps “uh…so, funny thing. This gps won’t turn on”

You throw your hands up, “Fantastic. We’re lost in Texas.”

“No big deal babe, we’ll just backtrack a bit” beck tries to assure you

You glare at him through the rear view mirror “Your eternal optimism is really not helping the fact that we have no idea where we are, and we’re already like an hour late to Tori”

The van starts to sputter and comes to a stop in the middle of an empty country road surrounded by tall grass. Beck sighs and leans his head on the steering wheel “Of course, because why wouldn’t the Van break down?”

You stare ahead in disbelief “Wow, the universe really does hate us”

“Oh God, we’re gonna die in Texas man” Andre sobs into Beck’s shoulder

“Hey, why don’t you just jump start the van” says cat matter of factly.

You hit becks shoulder repeatedly, “Baby, go jump start the van” you urge Beck

“I like it when you call me baby” beck teases.

You shove him again, “shut up and get the car moving, you weirdo”

“Fine” he deadpans, “but you’re coming with me for moral support”

“Fine” you roll your eyes

Both you and beck are now out of the car getting the jumpers out of the trunk, when Beck points to a staggering figure in front of the car, quickly getting closer.

You look up and scream, “it’s a fucking clown, oh my god it’s a fucking clown waving around a fucking scissors”

“Hey calm down” Beck rubs the sides of your arms soothingly, but you shove him away, “no, don’t tell me to fucking calm down when there’s a fucking clown with a fucking scissors skipping toward us”

“Hey” Beck Waves at the clown guy

“Hello there” the clown wiggles his fingers at Beck, “Are you lost?, you look lost” the clown says matter of factly.

“We’re not lost” you snap, a little to quickly

The clown starts giggling lowly, his giggling eventually crescendos into high pitched screeches, leaving Beck and you staring at him all confused. Andre and Cat doing the same from inside the car. The clown finally calms down and starts speaking again, “Well…lost or not…I’m going to need to take one of each of your toes, in exchange for you all driving on my road” he starts violently snipping the air with his scissors.

“Nuh uh, nope” Andre comes tumbling out of the car with Cat, they both run into the tall grass, you quickly follow them, with beck not far behind.

Eventually you all lost the clown and made your way back to the car.

Beck sighs “well that was an experien-”

“Start the fucking car, there’s a homicidal clown trying to amputate us” you cut him off

“I like that idea, why don’t you listen to your girlfriend Beck?” Andre urges.

Beck raises his hands defensively.

They finally arrived at the airport, disheveled and exhausted. Toris waiting at the curb looking annoyed, “What took you guys so long?!”

Cat runs up to Tori and excitedly starts explaining “Oh my God, Tori it was wild, our gps got possessed and the van broke down, then a clown tried to cut our toes off, so we played tag in a cornfield with him.”

Tori looks dumbfounded. “And if you ever ask us to pick you up again, the answer is no” Andre assures her.

“I’m hungry, I’ve been here for 2 hours” Tori whines

“We’ll stop at a gas station” you deadpan while patting Tori’s shoulder.

Beck pulls into a gas station before switching places with Cat, in the back seat, so Andre can drive. It’s dark and the fluorescent lights flicker slightly above the pumps. You and Tori walk into the convenience store, Tori’s talking animatedly about something that you weren’t quite processing because of the creepy aura the place was exuding.

“Hey, do you want anything?” she asks, waving her chips and candy in the air.

“Uh, no thanks, I’ll just get a can or two of soda in the back, but it’s fine you don’t have to pay” you answer her

“Okay then, I’m gonna go and pay for these snacks real quick” Tori says

You were already in the back aisle, scanning through the soda flavours. As you’re standing there, you hear a sharp metallic sound slicing through the air. You stumble back and your eyes widen in horror as you see the clown from the cornfield standing behind you, scissors in his right hand and a huge chunk of your hair in his left.

“What the fuck man” you back away and start running out of shop, grabbing Tori on the way “Tori, RUN”

Tori looks up, confused, but when she sees the clown advancing toward you, her face goes pale, and the two of you sprint toward the van. The sound of the clowns slow, deliberate footsteps egging you on.

“What the heck is going on?! Why’s he after us?!” Tori screeches

You’re panting now “I swear to god, the universe keeps on testing me!”

The clown suddenly appears in front of the two of you, his scissors glinting menacingly in the dim light.

“Come on baby cakes, you all owe me” the clown gestures to the two of you, and then everyone else in the van, with his scissors.

“What is his deal?!?” Tori screams hysterical

“I don’t know! We need to get into the fucking car, Tori” you scream, whilst also trying to calm yourself.

You yank the door open and the two of you scramble inside. As soon as the door is shut, Andre floors the gas pedal and the van screeches off.

The clown however, seems to be keeping pace with them, running along the side of the road, occasionally trying to jump in front of the vehicle.

“Oh my god!” Cat gasps

“Almost there Andre, just a little slower and he’ll snip off all of our toes” you comment sarcastically

“Shut up! Im trying not to hit the guy.” Andre says

“Yeah? Well he doesn’t seem to worried about hitting us!!” You scream at Andre

“Deep breaths, baby” Beck rubs your arm again.

You’re gripping the seat, you keep glancing at the side mirror where you can see the clown following.

“I can’t believe this is happening” you whine “he cut my fucking hair man! MY HAIR! And a huge chunk of it too!”

“Okay, you need to calm down and breathe, it’s okay” Beck assures you

“Don’t tell me to breathe!” You snap “how can I stay calm when I’m in Texas, running from a homicidal clown, with a chunk of hair missing from the side of my head, Jesus! Now I look fucking homicidal!”

Andre tries to be the voice of reason from the steering wheel “okay calm down, you’re still gorgeous”

“Not with half my hair missing” you grit out

Beck reaches over your shoulder and pulls you into his chest, “Hey, we’ll figure it out. It’s just hair. You’ll be fine.” He tries to comfort you

You throw your hands up and pout, “you say that now, but you didn’t just lose a chunk of hair, you guys don’t understand how long it took for me to get my hair just right, I’ve always been told I have great hair, but now I look fucking demented!”

“C’mon, focus, the clown dude is still chasing us” tori reminds everyone.

“I hate Texas man” Andre whines, as he speeds up for a brief moment, but then the clown starts catching up again.

“Oh my god! I just thought of something!” Says Cat excitedly, she’s digging in her bag for a moment before she pulls out a can of hairspray. She rolls down the window and sprays him in the face, he stumbles back and Cat lets out a victorious laugh.

Andre floors it, driving faster and faster, until they lose the clown in the distance, he’s finally out of sight and everyone relaxes.

The van is cruising down the highway, the night is calm and uneventful now that the clown is out of the picture.

Tori and you sit together at the back of the van, the dim light from the interior lamp casting a soft glow. Tori’s holding a pair of scissors, nervously eyeing your hair, trying to fix the abomination caused by the clown.

“You know it’s not that bad” Tori says, carefully cutting, “you look good with shorter hair, it’s very chic” she tries

“Chic? CHIC?, Tori it’s not about being chic! It’s about my identity! my long, luscious, healthy hair was a huge part of my image, me and Beck were crowned ‘The Couple with the best hair’, and now that title is gone”

Tori snips abit more off, trying to keep it even, but you’re struggling to sit still.

Cat gasps, as though she just made a revelation, “Oh my god, your hair’s even shorter than Beck’s now”

“Oh my god you’re right” you say as you fiddle with your hair in the mirror, you sigh with mock sadness “Beck’s never gonna think I’m hot now.”

Beck grins, “What? Of course I still think you’re hot, you’re always hot, even with the new hair.”

You raise an eyebrow playfully “You sure? I mean it’s a huge change”

Beck leans in, his voice low and teasing “C’mon, no matter what you do to your hair, you’ll always be the prettiest girl in the room.”

You look at him for a second, your playful smile fades into something softer and more sincere, you lean forward slightly and brush your lips against his in soft kiss, Beck responds almost immediately, deepening the kiss, his hand moving to your face as he pulls you closer.

Cat groans, “Ugh, seriously? Can you like not make out for like 5 minutes?”

You and beck, still locked in a kiss, hear the groaning and chuckling and so you reluctantly pull away, noses still touching, you sigh “fine, but I’m still waiting for you to prove I’m still hot”

“Oh I will” he gives you a quick peck

Cat groans loudly from the front, while Tori and Andre snicker.

The group finally makes it to the airport, utterly exhausted from the freaky clown chase, all of you can’t wait to get back to LA.

You sink down into a seat, sighing heavily, “I just wanna get back to LA, get my hair fixed, and pretend this never happened.”

Tori chuckles, “I don’t know, I kind of wanna tell people I got chased by a killer clown, it’d be like a cool badge of honor.”

Beck keeps anxiously checking his phone, “yeah, I just wanna get on this plane man”

As they get up to go to make their way to the gate, Cat yelps out and points at someone.

You turn and see the clown standing there, you grab becks arm and start panicking “no, no, no, NO. We are not doing this again.” You whine

“Well we gotta go, like now!” exclaims Andre.

You all start sprinting, weaving through the crowds of confused strangers. The clown follows them closely, waving his scissors around like a maniac. You all push past the other passengers, yelling for the gate agents to open the doors and let you through.

“This is insane!” Tori yells, glancing back at the clown

“I fucking hate Texas” you wail, for what felt like the fourth time that night.

The lot of you finally reach the gate, and throw their tickets at the lady, no time for niceties. You scurry down the jetway, hearts pounding as you all finally get inside and the door swings shut, leaving that creepo outside as the plane takes off.

The lot of you are now sitting down, recovering from the third attack on your lives.

“Oh my god, I can’t believe we survived Texas, my grandma was right, Texas is an EVIL PLACE” Andre wails out.

“Honestly I think the clowns the real winner here, he’s got a sick resume now, and nice chunk of your hair” Cat says, gesturing to you

“I’m gonna wear a hat forever” you groan

“Oh come on” Cat says “you look cute with short hair.

“Aww thanks” you say “I was really worried I was gonna lose all my appeal, you know?” You say teasingly.

Beck leans in with a teasing grin, “you know, my offer still stands? the one about proving you’re still hot.”

“Oh? I’m intrigued” you say

Beck smirks, “Come by my RV when we land in LA, and I’ll prove to you all night long that you’re still just as hot as ever.”

Your eyes widen briefly, but then you grin at him. Everybody groans in unison, making disgusted faces and rolling their eyes.

Tori’s mock gagging while she pulls a face, “Ugh, gross, Beck! We get it, you’re hot, she’s hot. Can you please not make me envision you two…proving it to each other”

Cat laughs with Tori, “Honestly, I don’t wanna know the details”

Andre pats Beck on the back.

You cross your arms and grin, “nice try, Beck, but you’re gonna have to work a little harder to convince me, after everything that happened.”

“Yeah, you better up your game, Beck, you still gotta prove to her that she’s still hot after being chased by a killer clown, and losing half her hair” Tori teases.

“Oh, I’m up for the challenge” Beck laughs

You glance at him with a small smile, “fine, fine, I guess I’ll see you at your RV, Beck.”

“Now that’s the spirit” Beck says grinning widely

Back in LA, Beck’s RV is cosy and dimly lit. You’re on Beck’s lap, tangled in each other, lips locked in a hot and messy kiss. You’re both lost in the moment, tugging at each other clothes forgetting to breath. Beck’s lips leave yours and you’re panting as he attatches them to your jaw, slowly making his way down your neck, to your collarbone, as his hand slowly inches up your sweater.

You’re breathing heavily now, “you know, this was a…really good…idea”

Beck hums into your neck, finishing up the mark he was sucking into your neck, “I think so too…” he breaths out as his hand reaches your bra’s clasp, intending to loosen it.

But he gets interrupted by a faint tapping sound, barely audible at first. The both of you freeze, heads turning toward the window. The tapping gets louder and more persistent.

You both cautiously stand up, trying to move as quietly as possible. Beck pulls the curtain aside, his face falls and his eyes widen in horror. You, unable to resist, also peek through the window and gasp, “No way. No. Way”

There outside the window, standing under the dim streetlight, is the same creepy clown you’d encountered in Texas.

“Oh my God, it’s him! The clown, What the- how?” Beck panics

“Nope, nope, nope, no way, NO!” You scream quietly.

You both stumble back from the window and stare in disbelief.

You stand there, half laughing, half screaming with fear, “so, uh, looks like I’m spending the night in your RV…whether I like it or not”

“God, now I’m stuck with you, and the killer clown outside” you say sarcastically

“Well…” beck smirks

You slowly move back to the couch, staring at Beck with wide eyes, “There is no way I’m leaving this RV, I’m not going out there, your dad might have to tow us to school tmmr.” You say

“Looks like it’s gonna be a long night, and since we’re not sleeping tonight anyway…we might as well make the most of it” beck says teasingly, as he lays down on the bed, and starts kissing you with the same passion as before.

“And besides” beck breaks from your lips, “I still have to prove something to you, don’t I?” he says as his hand slides down your waist.

You smirk at him, “yeah, you do” you kiss him, and he deepens it, your hand, tangling in his hair, his hand, gently pushing your shirt up, as he breaks away and begins placing kisses up your abdomen.

End of episode.

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