his girl • beck oliver [victorious]

𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒍𝒚𝒃𝒐𝒑𝒔

A/N Sorry it's kind of short. I just don't love this episode so I wrote it so that I kinda add my own original parts of her life in as well. Hope you enjoy! Also, I'm missing Wok Star since I literally hate that episode so just imagine she's off being in a Broadway show for however long the episode is set for.

Ava xx

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Sikowitz starts to dismiss the class before calling all of our 'gang's' names. We turn around, intrigued. 

"Um... why do you have a woman's purse?" Beck asks, his arm tight around my shoulders as he points out the lime green and cream purse on Sikowitz' shoulder.

"I don't have a pur- Good God, where did this come from? And where's my dozen bagels." He cuts himself off, looking around in wonder.

"Can I leave?" Jade asks, voicing my thoughts. What does he want us for?

"Wait, how would you teenagers like to do something for money?" He asks, still patting himself down for his bagels. Thoughts swarm into my head, all illegal and some possibly traumatizing as I look at Beck with wide eyes, him seeming to have the same idea as me and pulling me closer.

"Yeah, because that sounds completely kid-safe and legal!" I exclaim sarcastically, all of us looking at Sikowitz as if he was a loon, which he is to be honest.

"Can we have some details first?" Tori asks, everyone nodding their heads in agreement. 

"Well, I assume you're all familiar with Kevin Chase?" He asks us, Beck stepping forward.

"The guy who owns nearly half the hotels in Vegas?" My boyfriend asks, holding his hands up in surrender as Sikowitz yells at him that he's 'telling a story'. 

"Kevin was my roommate in college, and now he's extremely wealthy, and his little boy is turning 4 years old this week. The big 0 four!" He says dramatically.

"God, you must be so sad to see him happy and you, well you." I remark, smirking as the man glares at me, ignoring Beck's nudge to my side.

"What do you want, man?" Rex interrupts impatiently, thank you Rex. I'm starting to be glad you didn't die. Kind of.

"Kevin hired the Waggafuffles to perform a song." Sikowitz informs us, getting blank stares from everyone apart from Cat, whose face lights up in excitement as she starts to sing.

"Shut up." The puppet demands, the redhead's mouth falling agape in offense and gaining a sad look. You can go die now puppet, not so glad about the result of the trip to the hospital now.

"Rex told me to shut up!" She complains to Sikowitz, like a kid complaining to their mother about a sibling. 

"Yes, thank you Rex." Sikowitz says, nodding. Not a very nice mother, clear favouritism. I mean, the first rule of parenting is to cleverly hide the favouritism. Anyone knows that, even teenagers like me. Jade sends me a look as I nod in response, sliding my hand into Beck's back pocket and slipping her the dollar I pulled out.