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Alvin slammed the go cart into a higher gear as he held the peddle down, almost pushing it through the floor. His teeth grinding together in anger, Alvin cranked the wheel over in one violent motion as he turned a corner and came onto the same stretch of road that Brittany was on about a half a mile ahead of him.
“Uh oh,” Theodore said as he turned to look back at the street, the sounds of Alvin’s go cart screaming just reaching the house.
Speeding like a mad man, Alvin soon caught sight of Brittany ahead of him. She was cruising along at about 15 miles and hour, convinced she had just won the race by default. Jeanette, spinning around and looking at the big screen. Saw exactly how fast Alvin was coming up on Brittany.
“Brittany! Alvin’s back in the race! He’s right behind you!” Jeanette yelled as she stumbled to get to her feet.
“What!?”
Before Brittany could react, Alvin flew past her at a blistering 90 miles and hour. The full tank of gas in Alvin’s go cart assured him a win now, as he drove with blind disregard for anything else on the road. He wasn’t concerned with winning anymore, he wasn’t even aware that he had lost because of Simon’s cheat. All he wanted to do, was get back to that house and strangle Simon!
The crowd was in an absolute frenzy as Alvin’s go cart came sliding around the corner on the final stretch of road back to the house. Cheering him on, none the wiser to the events that had taken place in regards to Simon, they all gathered by the edge of the road. Alvin, so angry at his brother he was almost seeing in red, quickly dumped the throttle and slammed on the breaks. Stopping from a speed of 90 miles and hour, Alvin skidded along leaving huge black marks on the pavement. Finally coming to a jerking halt as he broke through the toilet paper that was stretched across the road, Alvin ripped at his harness and got free.
“Um Simon, I think maybe you should go inside,” Theodore said as he went to hide behind Eleanor.
“I think maybe your right Theodore,” Simon said with a gulp, “He does look rather angry doesn’t he.”
Ripping his helmet off, Alvin threw it to the ground and started to look around for Simon. It wasn’t long before he found him standing up in front of the TV, ripping his gloves off one at a time. Alvin stormed up through the screaming crowd of friend’s and students who were congratulating him on winning.
“Don’t you move Simon!!” Alvin shouted as he pointed at his older brother.
Pushing people out of his way to get up to where Simon was, Alvin was ready to enact some revenge. Finally getting free of the crowd, Alvin began pushing up his sleeves. His face all red with anger because of what Simon had the nerve of doing to him, trying to fix his race, to make his own brother loose so he could go to some stupid dance!
“Oh am I going to thump you a good one,” Alvin said as he cracked his knuckles.
“Now hold on Alvin,” Theodore said jumping in front of Alvin, “I wont let you!”
“Move Theodore,” Alvin said as he reached over and pushed Theodore out of the way, “He deserves a little roughing up!”
Getting through Theodore with ease, Alvin walked up to a very scared Simon and Jeanette. Both of whom were not quite sure what to do now that Alvin was right here, with no more time to think Simon just closed his eyes and looked away. Alvin reached and grabbed a hold of the front of Simons shirt and pulled him closer.
“Why?” Alvin growled as he held his brother there.
“I had to,” Simon said opening one eye to look at Alvin.
“Is that so, well then when Dave ask’s why you have a black eye I guess I’ll just tell him that I had to!” Alvin made a fist and reached back, ready to clock Simon one.
“ALLLLVINNNNN!!!!”
Everyone instantaneously became dead quite, if they hadn’t heard it at least once in real life before, they had heard it on one of the boys CD’s. The gunshot that was Dave Seville’s yell, echoed endlessly as everyone stood dead in their tracks. Not wanting to turn around as they heard the pounding foot steps walk from the parked SUV in the street, up onto the sidewalk and into the front yard. Only daring to look when his back was facing them, the students one by one took their leave when they were sure he was not looking.
Alvin however was stuck right where he was, holding Simon by the front of his shirt with his fist rocked back ready to fire. His eyes as wide as a goose egg, his two brothers with a very similar look on their faces. Dave’s shadow quickly eclipsed over Alvin, like a blanket of punishment.
“What....is going on here,” Dave said with an obvious strain in his voice.
Nobody said anything, even Jeanette and Eleanor were frozen in place. They had actually made eye contact with Dave, and the anger that radiated from his eyes was enough to turn them to stone.
“Alvin...Answer me!” Dave shouted unaware of the escaping kids in the background.
Alvin’s eyes darted around, he decided first to slowly release Simon and put his hands to his sides. Then taking a deep breath, he slowly turned around to face Dave.
“Uhhhh...Nothing,” Alvin said slowly with the best innocent smile he could muster.
Dave’s hand snapped like a whip as his finger pointed towards the door, his arm was so strait that you could use it as a level.
“Inside...all of you...now,” Dave said still straining against yelling.
The five of them quickly hoped too and started running towards the front door, they knew they were in trouble this time. Dave hadn’t been this angry in a long time, at least not since Alvin filled the pool with Jell-O mix that is. Watching the kids scramble inside, Dave quickly spun around and looked at the now empty yard. The only thing left were empty soda bottles and chip bags, along with other pieces of junk left behind by the crowd. Scanning the area, Dave knew there was one more individual responsible for this mess still on the loose. Like a hawk, Dave sighted his prey hiding behind a large oak tree. She must had parked her go cart around the corner after he past her with his Durango moments before he got home.
“Brittany Miller! You march your little tush over here this instant!” Dave shouted as he pointed to the ground in front of him.
Spinning and putting her back against the tree she was hiding behind, Brittany cursed Dave’s extraordinarily good eyesight. But its not like she could run or anything, even if she did Dave would tell Mrs Miller and she would get caught anyways. So with a sigh, she picked up her helmet she had laid on the ground and walked around the tree. Slowly walking across the street and into the yard, she stopped in front of Dave with her head lowered.
“Well, get inside,” Dave said as he tapped his foot.
“Yes Dave,” Brittany said quietly as she walked around Dave and headed for the house.
Dave watched carefully as Brittany made her way into the house, after she went inside Dave turned back and looked at his destroyed yard. Then out at the road with all the tire marks over it.
“I need to get a babysitter,” Dave said with a sigh.
About 35 minutes later, the kids were all sitting in the living room. The boys on one side of the couch, the girls on the other. Dave was in the kitchen on the phone with Mrs Miller, he had been talking with her for close to 20 minutes now. Filling her in on every last thing that had gone on. Finally he said goodbye and hung up the phone, rubbing his eyes Dave walked back into the living room and stood in front of the kids. They didn’t dare look at him, not sure what was coming next.
“Well girls, Mrs Miller is on her way to pick you up,” Dave said as he rested his hands on his hips and looked at the chipettes, “And she said your all grounded for a month.”
“A Month!” Brittany shouted in protest, “But that’s not fair!”
Both Eleanor and Jeanette reached over and covered Brittany’s mouth to keep her from getting them in anymore trouble.
“She also wanted me to tell you that she is going to be returning your go cart to the dealership tomorrow,” Dave added.
Brittany was about to protest again, but her sisters were quick to stop her. Going from the girls over to his own boys, Dave folded his arms and sighed.
“And as for you three,” Dave said sounding quite disappointed, “Simon and Theodore you both are grounded for a month, that means no TV, no video games, no nothing until I say so.”
“Yes Dave,” Theodore said as he looked off to the side.
“Yes Dave,” Simon said also as he patted Theodore on the back.
“And as for you Alvin, your grounded for 2 months,” Dave said as he looked to Alvin.
“What!? Two months! How come I am getting grounded for two months while they are only grounded for one!?” Alvin asked in an outrage.
“Because Alvin, when I got home I found you ready to punch Simon! That’s why you got the extra month tagged on!” Dave shouted back, “I just cannot understand what would posses you to even think of doing something like that!”
“I’ll tell you why, its because smarty pants over here sabotaged my go cart!” Alvin shouted as he pointed at Simon.
“You keep that lying up Alvin and I’m going to tag on another month,” Dave said stamping his foot.
“But but!!”
“No but’s Alvin,” Dave ordered as he was about to turn and walk away, “And no Chevelle concert for any of you either.”
“NO!!” Alvin shouted as he jumped off the couch and grabbed Dave’s pant leg, “You can’t do that to us Dave.”
“Oh yes I can, watch me,” Dave said as he dragged Alvin along with him as he walked towards the phone, “I don’t know how you can expect me to let you go to a concert after you just lied to me like that on top of everything else you’ve done.”
“But you can’t do that Dave, not after all I went through to win that race!” Alvin pleaded as Dave continued to drag him.
“Excuse me!?” Brittany suddenly chimed in as she jumped off the couch, “But what do you mean you won this race!?”
“You heard me! I crossed the finish line first, so that means I win!” Alvin shouted back as Dave stopped to try and stop the arguing.
“Ha! You don’t know do you! You lost the race after Simon fixed it!” Brittany shouted as her two sisters again tried to drag her back, “When he cheated that meant you were automatically disqualified, so I won that race!”
“Are you crazy! He was helping you! So I think that you were disqualified!” Alvin shouted back.
“Alright you two enough!” Dave shouted as he reached down and tried to pull the two apart.
“Ohohoho no Alvin, don’t think you can spin it around on me like that,” Brittany continued to argue, “There is no way I’m going to be stuck doing your homework for the rest of the semester. We won the race!”
“Well I say we won, so there is no way we are taking you to that stupid dance!” Alvin shouted as he pressed his nose right up against Brittany’s.
“I said enough!” Dave really shouted.
The two stopped and looked up to Dave, they had made him really angry again with all their arguing. Slowly backing away from one another, either one still sure they had one the race. Dave stood back up and looked back at the kids.
“Okay, now what’s this nonsense about homework and dances?” Dave asked looking around, “And I better get the truth the first time around.”
They all looked to each other at least once before looked back at Dave, none of them really wanted to tell Dave anything else he may punish them for. But its not like they had any choices.
“Well?” Dave asked getting impatient.
Simon looked around one last time, no one wanted to respond. So finally, realizing it had to be him to come clean about the whole deal, Simon hoped down off the couch and walked over next to Alvin.
“We made bets Dave,” Simon said quietly, “We bet the Chipettes that if they lost, they would have to do our homework for the rest of semester.”
“And they bet us that if we lost, they would have to take us to the Valentines Day dance tomorrow as opposed to going to the Chevelle concert,” Brittany added when she finally decided to come clean.
“So that’s it huh, this whole thing got started over a couple of wagers?” Dave asked not sounding too impressed.
“Yeah, pretty much,” Eleanor said nodding.
“Well isn’t that just great,” Dave said as he threw his hands up into the air, “Do you guys know that this is the second time you’ve done something like this?”
“This isn’t exactly the same,” Theodore said raising a finger.
“It is the same Theodore, the only thing that changed were the bets and the vehicles!” Dave said looking at Theodore, “I mean, first hot air balloons and now go carts...I don’t even want to think about what its going to be like when you get your licenses.”
The kids all looked at each other, even Brittany and Alvin were starting to realize the extent of what they had done wrong. They all felt bad about it, except for one of them. He still felt bad about having made a huge mess and disappointing Dave like they had done, but Simon was sure that he had done the right thing by sabotaging Alvin. Dave was looking at Simon as he stood there, an odd look of satisfaction on his face as he looked at the floor.
“Simon, you find something amusing about this?” Dave asked when Simon started to crack a half hearted smile.
“Of course he does, he got to impress his girlfriend,” Alvin said glaring over at Simon.
“Alvin I don’t want to hear a peep out of you anymore, got it?” Dave said as he started to push Alvin back towards the couch.
Alvin just huffed and walked back over to the couch on his own, still very angry at Simon. Dave, realizing what Alvin was talking about now when he said Simon had sabotaged him, walked up to Simon. Bending down, Dave put a hand on his eldest sons shoulder.
“Simon, you mind coming to talk with me in the other room?” Dave asked very calmly and reassuringly.
“Sure,” Simon said looking up at Dave a little confused.
Dave kept his hand on Simon’s shoulder as they walked away from the others and went into the kitchen. The others watched Simon as he left with Dave, Alvin watching him the most carefully. When Simon turned to look back at the others quickly, Alvin reached his hands up and grabbed his own neck. Making a face he pretended to strangle himself, insinuating to Simon that he wasn’t finished with him yet. But before he could finish his little act, both Theodore and Eleanor, who were sitting together now pushed Alvin over and off the couch.
“Hey what was that for?” Alvin asked as he lay on the floor and picked his head up.
“For being a big jerk, that’s why,” Eleanor said as she grabbed a hold of Theodore’s arm and wrapped her’s through it.
Leaving the room, Dave sat Simon down at the kitchen table and then sat across from him. Putting his hands together and sighing, Dave took a minute before he looked up at Simon. He didn’t look nearly as angry anymore, the color had returned to his skin and that little red glint in his eyes was gone.
“Alright Simon,” Dave finally said, “I want you to tell me everything.”
“But Dave I...”
“No buts Simon, now tell me how this all began,” Dave said hushing Simon, “I want you to start the night I told you guys about the concert, and don’t leave anything out. Solely?”
“Okay,” Simon answered.
Simon and Dave would sit there for over an hour talking, Mrs Miller came during that time and took the girls home. Yelling at them from the moment she got in the door, the boys were sure they could still hear her yelling down the street. But with only that to distract them, Dave sent Alvin and Theodore to start cleaning up the mess outside while he talked with Simon. Learning about everything, from start to finish, Simon even told him about the phone conversations he had with Jeanette prior to the race. When he finally was done with everything, Dave understood the reasoning behind it all, that it had been Brittany and Alvin who instigated the race. How Simon had fixed the race, and why he did. And in all honesty Dave could understand 100% why Simon had done what he did, it almost reminded him of a younger self.
“Well Simon, I think I understand now,” Dave said as he leaned back to stretch his back, “And to be honest I may have done the same thing you did when I was your age.”
“Really?” Simon asked surprised.
“Yeah, but then again back then when we had a crush on someone, we didn’t exactly hold a street race and sabotage our brother just to impress the girl,” Dave said with a chuckle.
“Haha, yeah I guess that is a little silly,” Simon said as he scratched the back of his head.
“Yeah, but Simon, I also want to tell you this,” Dave said getting serious once again, “Your still young, you have many years ahead of you. And even though Jeanette may be someone you will be friends with, and perhaps more than that in the future. You cannot just think of your brothers as collateral damage during your pursuit of this person.”
“I see,” Simon said looking off to the side.
“Your brothers are always going to be there for you, through thick and thin they will have your back. Because that is what brothers are for, and today what you did to Alvin was the exact opposite of having his back,” Dave explained as Simon looked out the window at Alvin who was picking up trash, “Now what if you needed Alvin for something tomorrow, or maybe next week, or even a month from now. Do you think after what you did today, that he is going to help you?”
“No,” Simon answered.
“Nope he wouldn’t,” Dave said nodding quite confidently, “And you know why? Because his older brother, taught him that brothers don’t have to look out for each other. Simon you don’t know exactly how much influence you have on Alvin and Theodore, you are their big brother! You’re the one with all the answers, they always go to you for help with their school work, or to you when they have some sort of problem that needs fixing!”
“Not really...”
“Yes they do Simon, you just don’t see it,” Dave said excitedly, “Who was it that Alvin went to help for when he needed to upgrade the go cart?”
“Me,” Simon said as he started to think about what Dave was saying.
“You! And who was it that helped Theodore with that huge science project last month that he got an A+ on?” Dave asked as Simon started to look a little less depressed.
“He came to me,” Simon said as he looked up to Dave.
“Yes! He went to you, and so did Alvin when he broke my old record player,” Dave said as he got to his feet.
“He did come to me to fix it!” Simon said as he stood up on the bench, “They both come to me, because...”
“Because you are their older brother, and because they trust you more than anyone else,” Dave said peering down at Simon, “But you broke that trust today Simon, and I think its time you went out there and fixed it.”
“Your right Dave, I should fix it!” Simon said as he jumped off the bench and ran for the kitchen door.
Dave watched as Simon ran out of the kitchen, through the living room and then out the door into the front yard. Watching through the window, Dave watched carefully to make sure that Alvin did try anything funny. Simon ran all the way across the yard to were Alvin was picking up empty soda bottles and putting them in a trash bag. Theodore noticed Simon heading for Alvin, and quickly fallowed after him.
“Alvin!” Simon shouted as he ran up to his brother, “Alvin I have to talk to you.”
Simon stopped in front of a very unamused Alvin, a Dr Pepper bottle in hand, he glared at Simon was great resentment.
“Alvin listen, I just wanted to say I’m sorry about today,” Simon said still excited after his talk with Dave, “I really shouldn’t have done what I did, and I want to try and make it up to you.”
Simon reached his hand out to shake Alvin’s, Alvin just looked down at Simons hand and the back up at Simon. A very sour look on his face, Alvin simply turned around and walked away. Sticking the bottle he hand in his hand into the back he held, and headed for the next one.
“Alvin please, I really want to say I’m sorry,” Simon pleaded as he walked up behind Alvin, “I feel really bad about what I did.”
“Good, you should feel bad,” Alvin said as he stuck another bottle into the bag.
“I do, I really do,” Simon said as he got closer to Alvin.
“Alvin, listen to Simon he is seriously trying to apologize,” Theodore butted in as he went to turn Alvin around.
Grabbing Alvin’s shoulder, Theodore slowly turned him around, not aware of the soda can in his hand. Alvin, who had just about enough of all of this, gripped the can tightly and waited for Simon to come into his view. When he saw that big smiling dork, he reached back with the can and pitched it right at his forehead, and it was a direct hit. The metal can pinged Simon right in the head, knocking his glasses off and knocking Simon over.
“Ha! Direct hit!” Alvin shouted as Simon his the ground, “Serves you right traitor!”
Dave flinched inside the house, he knew that had to hurt. He wanted to rush right outside and scold Alvin again, but he was going to let Simon do this one on his own. Besides, Alvin deserves a little payback, though a soda can to the forehead wasn’t exactly an orthodox why to get sibling revenge.
Simon reached up and felt the lump on his forehead, Theodore was right at his side and making sure he was okay. But Alvin had turned back around and was continuing his cleaning duties, he didn’t care if Simon wanted to apologize.
“Simon are you alright?” Theodore asked as he helped his brother sit up.
“Yeah, I’m okay,” Simon said still rubbing the lump, “That was a really good shot though.”
“That’s because I threw it,” Alvin said after hearing Simons comment.
Noticing that Alvin was getting ready to just walk away, Simon quickly got to his feet. Looking at Alvin as he picked up the garbage on the ground, Simon thought back to what Dave was saying. And to how bad he had felt when he first concocted this plan.
“Alvin wait,” Simon said as he tried to fight back his tears a little bit longer.
“Oh for crying out loud Simon,” Alvin said as his shoulders drooped and he started to turn around, “I’m going to bean you with one of these glass bottles if you don’t just leave me alo....”
Before Alvin could finish his rant, Simon had come up behind him, spun him the rest of the way around and wrapped his arms around him. Embracing him in probably the only hug Alvin had got from either of his brothers, not quite sure what to do, Alvin just stood there while Simon cried.
“I’m really sorry Alvin, I just want you to know, even if you don’t forgive me that I’m sorry,” Simon cried, “I wasn’t thinking strait, and I wasn’t thinking about you.”
“Simon...jeez its okay,” Alvin said as he raised his hands to try and push Simon away, looking around to make sure no one was looking.
“No its not, I really screwed up this time I know it,” Simon said as he held onto Alvin tighter.
“You didn’t screw up Simon...you were just trying to impress Jeanette. I can understand that...I think,” Alvin said in an attempt to calm Simon down so he would let him go.
“I did Alvin,” Simon said as he sniffed and released his little brother, “I really did, and not because I was trying to impress Jeanette. I failed because, I’m your big brother, and I should be supporting you no matter what. I failed because, I didn’t watch out for you like I should have.”
Alvin’s eyes darted around for a second before he looked to Simon again, he really did feel bad for fixing the race. Alvin had never seen Simon cry before, he was also so serious and dry. But this, this was different from any Simon he knew.
“Alvin, I know you probably wont forgive me for this,” Simon said as he wiped away the tears from his eyes with his forearm, “But at least know that I’m sorry, and that...I love you little brother...”
Now Alvin was getting all choked up, he knew Simon was sorry. And he was sorry for being such a jerk, and not understanding why he wanted to go to the dance with Jeanette so badly. Wiping away a tear before he became too apparent, Alvin just sighed and threw his arms around Simon.
“I’m sorry too Simon,” Alvin said as he buried his face in his brothers shoulder, “I was the jerk.”
Simon hugged Alvin back, and the two stood there for a few seconds before Theodore came over and nudged his way into the hug.
Dave stood by the window, the phone up to his ear as he watched the boys hug. It almost melted his heart, and it was enough apparently to change his mind about his punishment of the boys.
“Hello Mrs Miller?” Dave said as he turned around and walked back over to the counter, “Yeah its Dave....No no no, everything is okay....Nope the boys are fine, they are outside cleaning up the mess.....No they can handle it on their own, I’m sure the girls are having a bad day of their own.”
Dave leaned against the counter and listened quietly as Mrs Miller talked, or yelled rather into his ear about her planned punishment for the girls.
“Well I’m sure they wont ever do anything like this again....Yes my boys will learn their lesson...Yup...Yup...Oh by the way Mrs Miller, before you go, I would like to bounce an idea of you...Great,” Dave smiled as he looked out the window, the scheme in his mind taking shape.
Outside, Alvin, Simon and Theodore were still holding each other, but soon it was rather obvious Alvin was starting to come out of the moment.
“Hey uh guys?” Alvin said as he moved his head around a little, “Think we can uhhh, you know...let go of each other now?”
“Um, yeah sure, I think that was long enough,” Simon said with a little sniffle still left in his voice.
The three of them let go of each other and took one or two steps back, Alvin coughed a few times while Theodore kicked at the grass.
“So, we can all agree that no one at school finds out about that right?” Alvin asked as he wiped his nose.
“Yeah, I think I can agree with that,” Simon said with a nod.
“Yup, agreed,” Theodore said as he turned to look back at the yard.
“Now we just need to finish cleaning up this mess,” Simon said as he looked at the yard with Theodore.
The mess truly was monumental, trash littered everywhere. Not the mention the TV and all its components still sitting on the front lawn.
“You know, we could always get the wagon and uhh...”
“No Alvin!” Simon and Theodore shouted seeing where Alvin was heading with that.
“Okay okay...jeez it was just an idea,” Alvin said as he stuck his hands in his pockets.
Before the boys could figure out what they were going to do about the mess, Dave came out onto the front yard, a big smile on his face. Walking over to his boys, dodging the trash as he went. Stopping, he folded his arms and looked to Alvin, Simon and Theodore.
“Well, I think I have found a more appropriate punishment for you boys,” Dave said with a nod.
“Uh oh,” Theodore said becoming slightly frightened again.
“Oh great, how many more months do we have to be grounded!?” Alvin asked as he slapped himself in the side of the head.
“Nope, I’m not going to ground you,” Dave said shaking his head, still smiling.
“Say what now?” Alvin asked dumbfounded.
“You mean your not going to ground us after all this?” Simon asked just as confused.
“Nope, its going to be something much...much...much worse,” Dave snickered.
“Oh boy,” Alvin said as he tried to smile.
The music blared and the strobe lights danced off the walls of the gymnasium at the boys school, and Alvin was sitting in the corner, his arms folded and a sour look on his face as the Valentines Day dance went on around him. It seemed that everyone else in the room was dancing, as Alvin sat in his corner and scowled. This truly was worse than being grounded, not only did he have to sit there in a dumb tuxedo, but he had to listen to the crappy music they played every year at these dances.
“Yuck! I hate Pink,” Alvin said to himself as he pouted.
Looking to his left, he caught sight of his rival and fellow sour faced dance attendee. Brittany sat at the other end of the gymnasium, her arms folded and a sour look on her face. She had wanted to go to the dance, but she was still grounded for the remainder of the month Which made her quite grumpy, and not in the mood to dance in the least. Looking around, she found her sister Eleanor dancing with Theodore. They were having a great time, and for Theodore this wasn’t much of a punishment at all. And Eleanor was having such a good time that she completely forgot she was grounded. Looking from there up to the speaker that was sitting right next to her, blaring music.
“I hate Pink,” Brittany grumbled.
Looking to her right, she saw Alvin sitting at the other end of the gym, he was looking at her. Making a face, Brittany stuck her tongue out at Alvin, which was answered right back with the same.
“Jerk,” Brittany said to herself as she looked away and continued to pout.
Up on the stage and behind the curtain, Dave stood and watched the DJ play his music. The school had asked Dave at the last minute to be the musical coordinator for the dance. Holding a clipboard in his hand, Dave smiled when he saw Theodore and Eleanor dancing among the other students.
“Well at least two of them are dancing,” Dave said to himself as he turned around and went to check his clip board.
“Oh! There you are Mr Sevoy!”
Dave heard the all to familiar shout come from behind the clipboard he was holding up in front of his face. He was tempted to just turn around and try and do whatever he could to avoid the schools music teacher, but he knew that would only be a temporary reprieve.
“Mr Sevoy I just must simply talk to you right away!” The plump music teacher said as she ran...or waddled rather up to Dave.
“Yes Mrs. Frumpington, what can I do for you?” Dave asked as he lowered the clipboard and tried to smile.
“Mr Sevoy, I must protest your choices for the music line up,” Mrs Frumpington complained as she pointed at her copy of the music sheet.
“Its Seville,” Dave pointed out as he rolled his eyes.
“Yes of course it is,” Mrs Frumpington said shaking her hand, “But what about this music, its atrocious! This Pink, this this...DHT...and Tim McGraw! And this this...whatever this name here says!”
“You mean Nickleback?” Dave asked peering down at his list.
“Yes yes Quarterback whatever, I must know why you have no REAL music on this list,” Mrs Frumpington demanded.
“But Mrs Frumpington, this is real music,” Dave said lowering his clipboard again.
“No it surly is not, where is the Bach! The Beethoven! The Motzart!” Mrs Frumpington asked all in a tizzy.
“Ma’am, I don’t really think that these kids would enjoy...”
“None sense! All my students have a unmeasurable love for the classic music!” Mrs Frumpington shouted.
“Right....I’ll ask the DJ what classical music he has at the end of the next song then,” Dave said as he tried not to laugh.
“Be sure that you do Mr Sevoy, I just cannot stand this...this dribble for another moment.”
“Its Seville,” Dave grumbled under his breath and the rather eccentric music teacher waddled off.
Away from the terrors of Mrs Frumpington, Brittany had slowly started to get a headache from sitting so close to the giant speaker. Covering one ear, she tried to hold out as best she could, not wanting to sit any closer to Alvin than she had to. Noticing this himself, Alvin watched as Brittany covered her ear, finally letting his conscience get the best of him. Alvin got up and walked down to where Brittany was sitting.
Brittany didn’t even see, and definitely couldn’t hear Alvin walking up to her, she didn’t notice until a hand appeared in front of her. Alvin, holding his hand out was looking off with the same sour look.
“I don’t want to dance with you,” Brittany said stubbornly.
“Well than that’s something we can agree on,” Alvin said as he reached down and grabbed her hand, “I’m just asking you to come sit down by me, this speaker isn’t doing your hearing any good.”
Brittany looked at Alvin’s hand holding hers, then back up at Alvin who still wasn’t even looking at her. Huffing, she got to her feet, making sure she didn’t snag her new pink dress on anything as she did.
“Fine, but don’t think this means anything,” Brittany said as Alvin started to lead her down to where he was sitting before.
“Likewise,” Alvin said flatly.
Out on the dance floor, Eleanor watched as Alvin led Brittany by hand back to where he was sitting, she nudged Theodore who had his back to it while they slow danced to some Enya song.
“Look Theodore,” Eleanor said as she spun around so they could both see.
“Oh yeah, you think they are going to dance?” Theodore asked his dancing partner.
“I doubt it, they are both still to sour at each other to dance,” Eleanor said shaking her head as they swayed with the music, “I’m surprised they are even sitting that close to each other. Holding hands even.”
“Yeah I guess your right,” Theodore agreed.
The two continued to dance, not talking for a moment and just enjoying themselves. The other students around them also just enjoying the dance, this dance was definitely better than last years. When everyone just sat on either side of the gym and starred at the people they would have liked to dance with, but didn’t have the nerve to ask.
“Hey Theodore, what happened to Simon?” Eleanor asked Theodore when she noticed she hadn’t seen the eldest of the three in some time.
“He went outside to wait for Jeanette,” Theodore said with a sigh.
“But Jeanette said she wasn’t coming,” Eleanor said as she backed away and looked at Theodore.
“He knows, but he said he wanted to wait anyways,” Theodore said as he looked to the open doors at the end of the gym.
“Wow, poor guy,” Eleanor said feeling really sad for Simon, “Hey, how come you never wait like that for me after school?”
“Ummm...Because I’m 9,” Theodore pointed out.
“Great excuse Theo,” Eleanor said sarcastically as she rolled her eyes and went back to dancing.
“I thought so,” Theodore said nodding his head a little.
Sitting two seats apart from each other, both Alvin and Brittany did their best to try and not to talk to one another. Even though Alvin was nice enough to let Brittany get away from that speaker, she was still angry over the race. Thinking about it almost constantly, Brittany couldn’t help but wonder exactly what had happened. Jeanette had told her what Simon did, he fixed the fuel gauge and emptied the gas tank. But if he had done all that, how did Alvin get back into the race and beat her? He was out of gas, and there were no gas stations near by, nor did she believe he had any money to buy gas. Curiosity getting the best of her, Brittany looked over to Alvin to ask him.
“Hey dork,” Brittany called out.
“Yeah nerd?” Alvin answered not looking.
“Not that I really care, since I technically won the race,” Brittany said as she moved a seat closer so Alvin could hear, “But where exactly did you get gas from to put in your tank after it went dry?”
“Well, considering I actually won the race,” Alvin said putting an emphasis on the actually part, “I suppose filling you in on the details of exactly how I pulled off wont hurt any.”
“By all means please do,” Brittany said as she folded her arms and got ready for a big fairy tail.
“You see, since I am so well connected. Being famous and all,” Alvin said as he stretched and put his hands behind his head.
“Please,” Brittany said rolling her eyes.
“Wait for it,” Alvin said holding his index finger up, “It just so happened a good friend of mine with the State Highway patrol was in the area. Seeing me stranded on the side of road, he stopped and let me use some gas from the spare tank he kept in the trunk.”
Brittany looked at Alvin, a brow raised as he sat slouched in his chair.
“There is no way that a cop stopped and gave you a tank of gas,” Brittany said as she shook her head and looked away again.
“No, it’s the gods honest truth,” Alvin said sitting up, “Trooper Decker and his partner Trooper Valiant, they were the ones who stopped and helped me out.”
“Whatever Alvin,” Brittany said as she turned in her seat, “Your such a liar!”
“Your just jealous I beat you,” Alvin said as she squinted.
“Shya, as if,” was Brittany’s response.
Backstage again, Dave continued to watch the DJ as he played the first slow dance of the night, looking out at the dance floor Dave still could only see Theodore and Eleanor dancing. But he did notice that Alvin and Brittany had moved closer together, though he wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing. But he couldn’t sit there and ponder it for long, as another familiar voice echoed behind him.
“Dave! Its about time I found you!” Robert Gallangine said as he strolled up behind Dave.
“Robert, I was starting to wonder if you were going to make it,” Dave said as he turned around and shook Roberts hand.
“Oh I wouldn’t miss this for the world! Besides, I still owe you a favor for sealing the deal on that Timberlake deal,” Robert said as he shook Dave’s hand and patted him on the shoulder.
“Just doing my job,” Dave said with a smile.
“Oh don’t be so modest Dave! Your more than just another employee, you are your boys are the motor that keeps Liberty Records running!” Robert said laughing.
“That means a lot Robert, thanks. And I’ll be sure to tell the boys that after the dance too.”
“You do that,” Robert said pointing at Dave.
“So, were our special guests able to make it here tonight?” Dave asked as he rubbed his hands together in excitement.
“Of course they were, they’re unloading their stuff from the bus right now,” Robert said as he put his arm over Dave’s shoulder and started to lead him to the exit.
“Great, just let me know when they are ready,” Dave said as the two businessmen walked off.
The night air was cold, cold enough that Simon had to put his jacket on overtop his tux to keep warm. He had been standing out there for close to an hour now, waiting for someone to show up that he knew wasn’t going to make it. Looking down at the single rose he had brought with him, Simon wondered if maybe that he was being silly, standing out there in the cold like that for someone who wasn’t going to show.
“Maybe there are things that you just can’t fix,” Simon said as he looked at the rose.
Clutching the flower, Simon let his hand drop as he turned around and started to walk back inside.
“Now that doesn’t sound like Simon Seville to me,” Jeanette said as she walked up behind Simon, “The Simon I know can fix anything.”
Simon stopped, not sure if what he was hearing was real, or if his mind was playing tricks on him. Turning around, he looked over at Jeanette ask she walked towards him. Her beautiful blue dress swaying slightly as she walked.
“Jeanette? But I thought that you weren’t coming?” Simon asked as Jeanette stopped right in front of him.
“If you thought I wasn’t coming, than why were you out here waiting?” Jeanette asked as she reached up to fix her glasses.
“Ummmm...that’s a good question,” Simon said not sure how to answer that, “I’d need to run a few tests and...”
“Well why don’t you think about it inside, there is a cold front moving in,” Jeanette said as she took Simon by the arm and began to lead him in.
“Oh yeah I saw that on the news before we left, the meteorologist said it was very odd for the area,” Simon said as they walked inside.
“I know, I watched the same report. You think maybe we could see some snow?” Jeanette asked.
“Well maybe if the barometric pressure is right and the moisture level in the atmosphere reached the correct percentage,” Simon said as they walked through the door.
Both of them smiling and talking about the weather, they walked into the warm gymnasium where everyone was still slow dancing. The song coming to an end, Eleanor was quick to notice the two walk inside.
“Come on Theodore, Jeanette is here,” Eleanor said as she grabbed Theodore and dragged him over.
Not having much choice in the matter, Theodore went along with Eleanor to meet up with Jeanette and Simon as the rest of the students waited for the next song to start.
“Jeanette! What are you doing here?” Eleanor asked as she walked up to her sister.
“Oh, no reason in particular,” Jeanette said with a smile as Simon looked on, his hand clutching hers.
As the four talked, the stage became dark, which caused something of an uproar of whispers and comments from the students who were waiting for the next song to play so they could continue dancing. After just a minute of darkness, a spotlight in the back of the gym turned on and fallowed Dave as he walked onto the stage. Alvin and Brittany noticed right away, Alvin automatically sinking in his seat, not quite sure what his father was going to do to embarrass him.
“Good evening everyone,” Dave said as he stood in the center of the stage, “I’m sure your wondering why exactly I’m standing up here talking, as opposed to letting you dance to more music.”
“You got that right!”
“Get off the stage old man!”
“Yeah!”
Dave laughed at the onslaught of comments from some of the kids in the crowd, being used to certain insults and comments, Dave just let them roll of his shoulders as he continued his presentation.
“I assure you I’ll be off the stage soon, but first I would like to introduce a good friend of mine who would like to perform for you kids tonight,” Dave said as he looked off stage and a young man holding a guitar started to walk out on stage.
“Oh no,” Alvin said as he put his head in his hands, “Please don’t let it be Dave’s old opera singer friend.”
“Ladies and Gentlemen I would like to introduce Mr Pete Loeffler!” Dave stood off to the side and started to clap, not a peep coming from the stunned audience or from Alvin or any of his siblings.
“Wait, isn’t Pete Loeffler the lead singer for Chevelle?” Eleanor asked Theodore.
“Yeah, he is,” Simon answered for his speechless little brother.
The young, long black haired man walked to the center of the stage, his guitar in hand. Reaching up and grabbing the microphone he looked over the crowd once.
“This song we are playing tonight is for a group of good friends of mine,” The young guitarist and singer said as he scanned the crowd, “Alvin, Simon and Theodore! This one is for you and your lovely dates tonight!”
“Wait, did he just say it was for us and our dates?” Alvin asked as he pointed at himself and them looked at Brittany.
“Hit it guys!”
(Play Song Track)
Reaching down and strumming his guitar, the rest of his band being revealed as the curtain behind them rose up.
“Now way...this is too freakin cool,” Alvin said as he got to his feet.
So you say you're ignored
As it is,
Well, give us your sad, sad trip
You're right, I get it
It all makes sense, you're the perfect person
So right, so wrong
Let's all live in your imaginary life
Running into the crowd as well, Simon and Jeanette began to dance, the excitement of the band getting to them as it did to everyone else there.
Assumed it's whether
We're right or wrong
We're doomed, and there's plenty for all
How dare you catch me counting?
How dare you call at all?
How dare you call it suffering?
How dare you call at all?....
As the band played, the entire gym full of students erupted in excitement. Getting as close to the stage as they could. Eleanor and Theodore had ran into the crowd, and joined in with Simon and Jeanette and with the dancing that was going on all over the place. The walls to the gym shaking with the music.
“There is no way that something this awesome can be happening right now,” Alvin said as he rubbed his eyes to see if he was dreaming.
“Stop being such a dork Alvin, its obviously happening,” Brittany said as she rolled her eyes.
“Hey do you mind? I’m having a moment,” Alvin said glaring back at Brittany.
....Press on these tannins
They double in time
The touch of life, once failed to mention so far
Of course the law is fountains
Or face to face remorse
A fast and restless blackmail
Like pent-up fetish force....
Simon and Jeanette stood in the middle of the crowd, they had been dancing to the music. As they danced though, Simon noticed that Jeanette had something in her hand. Looking at it closer, he noticed that it was the note he had given her a few days ago.
“Jeanette? Is that my note?” Simon asked as he stopped dancing.
“Yeah, it is,” Jeanette answered as she stopped as well.
“Oh...uhh, did you read it?” Simon asked nervously.
“I did,” Jeanette said with a nod.
“And?” Simon asked not sure what she had thought of it.
“Well I’m here aren’t I,” Jeanette said laughing.
...Do you want enough?
Do you want it all?
Should you need it at all?
Takes a minute to see
Do you want enough?
Do you want it all?
Should you need it at all?
Do you want it or not?
Finally letting the excitement get to him, Alvin grabbed Brittany by the hand and jumped into the crowd. Forgetting all about the race, the two began to dance right next to their siblings. This was by far the best dance ever!
You're right, I get it
It all makes sense, you're the perfect person
So right, so wrong
Let's all live in your imaginary life
Life, life, life.
(Stop Song Track)
The music started to dull, but the shouts and cheers from the students did not. Everyone was cheering and calling for more, as the band on stage took a bow and waived. In the center of all this were the Chipmunks and the Chipettes, having just had the most fun any of them ever had. And all of them had all but forgotten about the race, being grounded or anything else that had gone on for the last week. Right now, they were just happy to be there.
Alvin, who looked over at Brittany for a moment who was still cheering, noticed that they were still holding hands. And even though they almost always never got along, it was actually kinda nice to be holding hands like this.
“Hey Brittany,” Alvin said as he leaned in a little so she could hear him over the roar of the crowd.
“Yeah Alvin?” Brittany asked as she turned and leaned in to hear a little better.
“Thanks,” Alvin said smiling nervously, “For dancing with me I mean.”
“Hey, I had fun so...I guess I should be thanking you,” Brittany said smiling right back.
“Thanks everyone for being a great audience!” Pete shouted into the microphone as his band all joined him, “And as much as we would like to stay longer and play for you some more, we have a concert to catch!”
There was a magnitude of cries for them to stay longer, as people were sad to hear they were leaving so soon. But before they all left the stage, Pete pointed down at Alvin and his brothers standing amongst the crowd.
“And we will see you for our joint tour this summer!” Pete shouted as he started to walk off the state, “See you then!”
With that everyone turned around and looked at Alvin, Simon and Theodore, their popularity had just gone through the roof in about half a second with those 11 words. But with all that was going on, Simon managed to turn back to Jeanette and smile.
“So I guess my letter worked then huh?” Simon said laughing a little.
“You could say that,” Jeanette said as she smiled back.
Holding the unfolded letter in her hands, Jeanette stood up on her tippy toes and gave Simon and quick kiss on the cheek. Simon felt his face go red hot, and his glasses steamed up as Jeanette kissed him. Smiling, Simon went all numb and fell to the ground in a heap. Jeanette gasping when he hit the floor dropped the letter she held in her hands. Noticing their brother went down, Alvin and Theodore cleared away the people from around Simon and bent over to see if he was alright as he lay on his back.
“Dude, are you alright?” Alvin asked as he looked down at his brother, Jeanette and Theodore leaning over him as well.
“Simon, I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to do that!?” Jeanette said quite worried.
Simon just looked up at them all for a moment, before he grinned wildly and held up the letter in his hands. The simple heart he drew in the center of the paper clear to him, the words ‘I’m Sorry’ written in the center.
“Are you okay Simon? Say something!” Theodore said as he shook his brother a little.
Putting the note down, Simon kept on smiling as he looked at his brothers and Jeanette.
“....Wow...That was awesome...”
“That was awesome?” Alvin said confused, “What was awesome?”
“Jeanette kissed him,” Theodore informed Alvin.
“What!? You mean Simon got his first kiss before I did!?” Alvin shouted in horror.
“Alvin be quite,” Brittany said with a sigh.
“Yeah Alvin, your ruining the moment,” Eleanor added as she Theodore and Jeanette helped Simon to his feet.
The moment!? The moment!? What about my moment?” Alvin shouted as he walked away and tugged on his hair, “I’m the romantic one!”
“Alvin, your hardly the most romantic one,” Brittany said as he grabbed his shoulders and tried to hush him.
“But my image! My mojo! He stole it from me!” Alvin shouted.
“Alvin just hush already,” Brittany said as she started to push him out of the crowd.
“But but, what will all the girls think of me now...Beaten out to a first kiss by my brainy brother...Who likes math even!”
“ALVIN!” Brittany shouted as they disappeared into the crowd.
“Uh oh,” Theodore said as he turned to look back at the street, the sounds of Alvin’s go cart screaming just reaching the house.
Speeding like a mad man, Alvin soon caught sight of Brittany ahead of him. She was cruising along at about 15 miles and hour, convinced she had just won the race by default. Jeanette, spinning around and looking at the big screen. Saw exactly how fast Alvin was coming up on Brittany.
“Brittany! Alvin’s back in the race! He’s right behind you!” Jeanette yelled as she stumbled to get to her feet.
“What!?”
Before Brittany could react, Alvin flew past her at a blistering 90 miles and hour. The full tank of gas in Alvin’s go cart assured him a win now, as he drove with blind disregard for anything else on the road. He wasn’t concerned with winning anymore, he wasn’t even aware that he had lost because of Simon’s cheat. All he wanted to do, was get back to that house and strangle Simon!
The crowd was in an absolute frenzy as Alvin’s go cart came sliding around the corner on the final stretch of road back to the house. Cheering him on, none the wiser to the events that had taken place in regards to Simon, they all gathered by the edge of the road. Alvin, so angry at his brother he was almost seeing in red, quickly dumped the throttle and slammed on the breaks. Stopping from a speed of 90 miles and hour, Alvin skidded along leaving huge black marks on the pavement. Finally coming to a jerking halt as he broke through the toilet paper that was stretched across the road, Alvin ripped at his harness and got free.
“Um Simon, I think maybe you should go inside,” Theodore said as he went to hide behind Eleanor.
“I think maybe your right Theodore,” Simon said with a gulp, “He does look rather angry doesn’t he.”
Ripping his helmet off, Alvin threw it to the ground and started to look around for Simon. It wasn’t long before he found him standing up in front of the TV, ripping his gloves off one at a time. Alvin stormed up through the screaming crowd of friend’s and students who were congratulating him on winning.
“Don’t you move Simon!!” Alvin shouted as he pointed at his older brother.
Pushing people out of his way to get up to where Simon was, Alvin was ready to enact some revenge. Finally getting free of the crowd, Alvin began pushing up his sleeves. His face all red with anger because of what Simon had the nerve of doing to him, trying to fix his race, to make his own brother loose so he could go to some stupid dance!
“Oh am I going to thump you a good one,” Alvin said as he cracked his knuckles.
“Now hold on Alvin,” Theodore said jumping in front of Alvin, “I wont let you!”
“Move Theodore,” Alvin said as he reached over and pushed Theodore out of the way, “He deserves a little roughing up!”
Getting through Theodore with ease, Alvin walked up to a very scared Simon and Jeanette. Both of whom were not quite sure what to do now that Alvin was right here, with no more time to think Simon just closed his eyes and looked away. Alvin reached and grabbed a hold of the front of Simons shirt and pulled him closer.
“Why?” Alvin growled as he held his brother there.
“I had to,” Simon said opening one eye to look at Alvin.
“Is that so, well then when Dave ask’s why you have a black eye I guess I’ll just tell him that I had to!” Alvin made a fist and reached back, ready to clock Simon one.
“ALLLLVINNNNN!!!!”
Everyone instantaneously became dead quite, if they hadn’t heard it at least once in real life before, they had heard it on one of the boys CD’s. The gunshot that was Dave Seville’s yell, echoed endlessly as everyone stood dead in their tracks. Not wanting to turn around as they heard the pounding foot steps walk from the parked SUV in the street, up onto the sidewalk and into the front yard. Only daring to look when his back was facing them, the students one by one took their leave when they were sure he was not looking.
Alvin however was stuck right where he was, holding Simon by the front of his shirt with his fist rocked back ready to fire. His eyes as wide as a goose egg, his two brothers with a very similar look on their faces. Dave’s shadow quickly eclipsed over Alvin, like a blanket of punishment.
“What....is going on here,” Dave said with an obvious strain in his voice.
Nobody said anything, even Jeanette and Eleanor were frozen in place. They had actually made eye contact with Dave, and the anger that radiated from his eyes was enough to turn them to stone.
“Alvin...Answer me!” Dave shouted unaware of the escaping kids in the background.
Alvin’s eyes darted around, he decided first to slowly release Simon and put his hands to his sides. Then taking a deep breath, he slowly turned around to face Dave.
“Uhhhh...Nothing,” Alvin said slowly with the best innocent smile he could muster.
Dave’s hand snapped like a whip as his finger pointed towards the door, his arm was so strait that you could use it as a level.
“Inside...all of you...now,” Dave said still straining against yelling.
The five of them quickly hoped too and started running towards the front door, they knew they were in trouble this time. Dave hadn’t been this angry in a long time, at least not since Alvin filled the pool with Jell-O mix that is. Watching the kids scramble inside, Dave quickly spun around and looked at the now empty yard. The only thing left were empty soda bottles and chip bags, along with other pieces of junk left behind by the crowd. Scanning the area, Dave knew there was one more individual responsible for this mess still on the loose. Like a hawk, Dave sighted his prey hiding behind a large oak tree. She must had parked her go cart around the corner after he past her with his Durango moments before he got home.
“Brittany Miller! You march your little tush over here this instant!” Dave shouted as he pointed to the ground in front of him.
Spinning and putting her back against the tree she was hiding behind, Brittany cursed Dave’s extraordinarily good eyesight. But its not like she could run or anything, even if she did Dave would tell Mrs Miller and she would get caught anyways. So with a sigh, she picked up her helmet she had laid on the ground and walked around the tree. Slowly walking across the street and into the yard, she stopped in front of Dave with her head lowered.
“Well, get inside,” Dave said as he tapped his foot.
“Yes Dave,” Brittany said quietly as she walked around Dave and headed for the house.
Dave watched carefully as Brittany made her way into the house, after she went inside Dave turned back and looked at his destroyed yard. Then out at the road with all the tire marks over it.
“I need to get a babysitter,” Dave said with a sigh.
About 35 minutes later, the kids were all sitting in the living room. The boys on one side of the couch, the girls on the other. Dave was in the kitchen on the phone with Mrs Miller, he had been talking with her for close to 20 minutes now. Filling her in on every last thing that had gone on. Finally he said goodbye and hung up the phone, rubbing his eyes Dave walked back into the living room and stood in front of the kids. They didn’t dare look at him, not sure what was coming next.
“Well girls, Mrs Miller is on her way to pick you up,” Dave said as he rested his hands on his hips and looked at the chipettes, “And she said your all grounded for a month.”
“A Month!” Brittany shouted in protest, “But that’s not fair!”
Both Eleanor and Jeanette reached over and covered Brittany’s mouth to keep her from getting them in anymore trouble.
“She also wanted me to tell you that she is going to be returning your go cart to the dealership tomorrow,” Dave added.
Brittany was about to protest again, but her sisters were quick to stop her. Going from the girls over to his own boys, Dave folded his arms and sighed.
“And as for you three,” Dave said sounding quite disappointed, “Simon and Theodore you both are grounded for a month, that means no TV, no video games, no nothing until I say so.”
“Yes Dave,” Theodore said as he looked off to the side.
“Yes Dave,” Simon said also as he patted Theodore on the back.
“And as for you Alvin, your grounded for 2 months,” Dave said as he looked to Alvin.
“What!? Two months! How come I am getting grounded for two months while they are only grounded for one!?” Alvin asked in an outrage.
“Because Alvin, when I got home I found you ready to punch Simon! That’s why you got the extra month tagged on!” Dave shouted back, “I just cannot understand what would posses you to even think of doing something like that!”
“I’ll tell you why, its because smarty pants over here sabotaged my go cart!” Alvin shouted as he pointed at Simon.
“You keep that lying up Alvin and I’m going to tag on another month,” Dave said stamping his foot.
“But but!!”
“No but’s Alvin,” Dave ordered as he was about to turn and walk away, “And no Chevelle concert for any of you either.”
“NO!!” Alvin shouted as he jumped off the couch and grabbed Dave’s pant leg, “You can’t do that to us Dave.”
“Oh yes I can, watch me,” Dave said as he dragged Alvin along with him as he walked towards the phone, “I don’t know how you can expect me to let you go to a concert after you just lied to me like that on top of everything else you’ve done.”
“But you can’t do that Dave, not after all I went through to win that race!” Alvin pleaded as Dave continued to drag him.
“Excuse me!?” Brittany suddenly chimed in as she jumped off the couch, “But what do you mean you won this race!?”
“You heard me! I crossed the finish line first, so that means I win!” Alvin shouted back as Dave stopped to try and stop the arguing.
“Ha! You don’t know do you! You lost the race after Simon fixed it!” Brittany shouted as her two sisters again tried to drag her back, “When he cheated that meant you were automatically disqualified, so I won that race!”
“Are you crazy! He was helping you! So I think that you were disqualified!” Alvin shouted back.
“Alright you two enough!” Dave shouted as he reached down and tried to pull the two apart.
“Ohohoho no Alvin, don’t think you can spin it around on me like that,” Brittany continued to argue, “There is no way I’m going to be stuck doing your homework for the rest of the semester. We won the race!”
“Well I say we won, so there is no way we are taking you to that stupid dance!” Alvin shouted as he pressed his nose right up against Brittany’s.
“I said enough!” Dave really shouted.
The two stopped and looked up to Dave, they had made him really angry again with all their arguing. Slowly backing away from one another, either one still sure they had one the race. Dave stood back up and looked back at the kids.
“Okay, now what’s this nonsense about homework and dances?” Dave asked looking around, “And I better get the truth the first time around.”
They all looked to each other at least once before looked back at Dave, none of them really wanted to tell Dave anything else he may punish them for. But its not like they had any choices.
“Well?” Dave asked getting impatient.
Simon looked around one last time, no one wanted to respond. So finally, realizing it had to be him to come clean about the whole deal, Simon hoped down off the couch and walked over next to Alvin.
“We made bets Dave,” Simon said quietly, “We bet the Chipettes that if they lost, they would have to do our homework for the rest of semester.”
“And they bet us that if we lost, they would have to take us to the Valentines Day dance tomorrow as opposed to going to the Chevelle concert,” Brittany added when she finally decided to come clean.
“So that’s it huh, this whole thing got started over a couple of wagers?” Dave asked not sounding too impressed.
“Yeah, pretty much,” Eleanor said nodding.
“Well isn’t that just great,” Dave said as he threw his hands up into the air, “Do you guys know that this is the second time you’ve done something like this?”
“This isn’t exactly the same,” Theodore said raising a finger.
“It is the same Theodore, the only thing that changed were the bets and the vehicles!” Dave said looking at Theodore, “I mean, first hot air balloons and now go carts...I don’t even want to think about what its going to be like when you get your licenses.”
The kids all looked at each other, even Brittany and Alvin were starting to realize the extent of what they had done wrong. They all felt bad about it, except for one of them. He still felt bad about having made a huge mess and disappointing Dave like they had done, but Simon was sure that he had done the right thing by sabotaging Alvin. Dave was looking at Simon as he stood there, an odd look of satisfaction on his face as he looked at the floor.
“Simon, you find something amusing about this?” Dave asked when Simon started to crack a half hearted smile.
“Of course he does, he got to impress his girlfriend,” Alvin said glaring over at Simon.
“Alvin I don’t want to hear a peep out of you anymore, got it?” Dave said as he started to push Alvin back towards the couch.
Alvin just huffed and walked back over to the couch on his own, still very angry at Simon. Dave, realizing what Alvin was talking about now when he said Simon had sabotaged him, walked up to Simon. Bending down, Dave put a hand on his eldest sons shoulder.
“Simon, you mind coming to talk with me in the other room?” Dave asked very calmly and reassuringly.
“Sure,” Simon said looking up at Dave a little confused.
Dave kept his hand on Simon’s shoulder as they walked away from the others and went into the kitchen. The others watched Simon as he left with Dave, Alvin watching him the most carefully. When Simon turned to look back at the others quickly, Alvin reached his hands up and grabbed his own neck. Making a face he pretended to strangle himself, insinuating to Simon that he wasn’t finished with him yet. But before he could finish his little act, both Theodore and Eleanor, who were sitting together now pushed Alvin over and off the couch.
“Hey what was that for?” Alvin asked as he lay on the floor and picked his head up.
“For being a big jerk, that’s why,” Eleanor said as she grabbed a hold of Theodore’s arm and wrapped her’s through it.
Leaving the room, Dave sat Simon down at the kitchen table and then sat across from him. Putting his hands together and sighing, Dave took a minute before he looked up at Simon. He didn’t look nearly as angry anymore, the color had returned to his skin and that little red glint in his eyes was gone.
“Alright Simon,” Dave finally said, “I want you to tell me everything.”
“But Dave I...”
“No buts Simon, now tell me how this all began,” Dave said hushing Simon, “I want you to start the night I told you guys about the concert, and don’t leave anything out. Solely?”
“Okay,” Simon answered.
Simon and Dave would sit there for over an hour talking, Mrs Miller came during that time and took the girls home. Yelling at them from the moment she got in the door, the boys were sure they could still hear her yelling down the street. But with only that to distract them, Dave sent Alvin and Theodore to start cleaning up the mess outside while he talked with Simon. Learning about everything, from start to finish, Simon even told him about the phone conversations he had with Jeanette prior to the race. When he finally was done with everything, Dave understood the reasoning behind it all, that it had been Brittany and Alvin who instigated the race. How Simon had fixed the race, and why he did. And in all honesty Dave could understand 100% why Simon had done what he did, it almost reminded him of a younger self.
“Well Simon, I think I understand now,” Dave said as he leaned back to stretch his back, “And to be honest I may have done the same thing you did when I was your age.”
“Really?” Simon asked surprised.
“Yeah, but then again back then when we had a crush on someone, we didn’t exactly hold a street race and sabotage our brother just to impress the girl,” Dave said with a chuckle.
“Haha, yeah I guess that is a little silly,” Simon said as he scratched the back of his head.
“Yeah, but Simon, I also want to tell you this,” Dave said getting serious once again, “Your still young, you have many years ahead of you. And even though Jeanette may be someone you will be friends with, and perhaps more than that in the future. You cannot just think of your brothers as collateral damage during your pursuit of this person.”
“I see,” Simon said looking off to the side.
“Your brothers are always going to be there for you, through thick and thin they will have your back. Because that is what brothers are for, and today what you did to Alvin was the exact opposite of having his back,” Dave explained as Simon looked out the window at Alvin who was picking up trash, “Now what if you needed Alvin for something tomorrow, or maybe next week, or even a month from now. Do you think after what you did today, that he is going to help you?”
“No,” Simon answered.
“Nope he wouldn’t,” Dave said nodding quite confidently, “And you know why? Because his older brother, taught him that brothers don’t have to look out for each other. Simon you don’t know exactly how much influence you have on Alvin and Theodore, you are their big brother! You’re the one with all the answers, they always go to you for help with their school work, or to you when they have some sort of problem that needs fixing!”
“Not really...”
“Yes they do Simon, you just don’t see it,” Dave said excitedly, “Who was it that Alvin went to help for when he needed to upgrade the go cart?”
“Me,” Simon said as he started to think about what Dave was saying.
“You! And who was it that helped Theodore with that huge science project last month that he got an A+ on?” Dave asked as Simon started to look a little less depressed.
“He came to me,” Simon said as he looked up to Dave.
“Yes! He went to you, and so did Alvin when he broke my old record player,” Dave said as he got to his feet.
“He did come to me to fix it!” Simon said as he stood up on the bench, “They both come to me, because...”
“Because you are their older brother, and because they trust you more than anyone else,” Dave said peering down at Simon, “But you broke that trust today Simon, and I think its time you went out there and fixed it.”
“Your right Dave, I should fix it!” Simon said as he jumped off the bench and ran for the kitchen door.
Dave watched as Simon ran out of the kitchen, through the living room and then out the door into the front yard. Watching through the window, Dave watched carefully to make sure that Alvin did try anything funny. Simon ran all the way across the yard to were Alvin was picking up empty soda bottles and putting them in a trash bag. Theodore noticed Simon heading for Alvin, and quickly fallowed after him.
“Alvin!” Simon shouted as he ran up to his brother, “Alvin I have to talk to you.”
Simon stopped in front of a very unamused Alvin, a Dr Pepper bottle in hand, he glared at Simon was great resentment.
“Alvin listen, I just wanted to say I’m sorry about today,” Simon said still excited after his talk with Dave, “I really shouldn’t have done what I did, and I want to try and make it up to you.”
Simon reached his hand out to shake Alvin’s, Alvin just looked down at Simons hand and the back up at Simon. A very sour look on his face, Alvin simply turned around and walked away. Sticking the bottle he hand in his hand into the back he held, and headed for the next one.
“Alvin please, I really want to say I’m sorry,” Simon pleaded as he walked up behind Alvin, “I feel really bad about what I did.”
“Good, you should feel bad,” Alvin said as he stuck another bottle into the bag.
“I do, I really do,” Simon said as he got closer to Alvin.
“Alvin, listen to Simon he is seriously trying to apologize,” Theodore butted in as he went to turn Alvin around.
Grabbing Alvin’s shoulder, Theodore slowly turned him around, not aware of the soda can in his hand. Alvin, who had just about enough of all of this, gripped the can tightly and waited for Simon to come into his view. When he saw that big smiling dork, he reached back with the can and pitched it right at his forehead, and it was a direct hit. The metal can pinged Simon right in the head, knocking his glasses off and knocking Simon over.
“Ha! Direct hit!” Alvin shouted as Simon his the ground, “Serves you right traitor!”
Dave flinched inside the house, he knew that had to hurt. He wanted to rush right outside and scold Alvin again, but he was going to let Simon do this one on his own. Besides, Alvin deserves a little payback, though a soda can to the forehead wasn’t exactly an orthodox why to get sibling revenge.
Simon reached up and felt the lump on his forehead, Theodore was right at his side and making sure he was okay. But Alvin had turned back around and was continuing his cleaning duties, he didn’t care if Simon wanted to apologize.
“Simon are you alright?” Theodore asked as he helped his brother sit up.
“Yeah, I’m okay,” Simon said still rubbing the lump, “That was a really good shot though.”
“That’s because I threw it,” Alvin said after hearing Simons comment.
Noticing that Alvin was getting ready to just walk away, Simon quickly got to his feet. Looking at Alvin as he picked up the garbage on the ground, Simon thought back to what Dave was saying. And to how bad he had felt when he first concocted this plan.
“Alvin wait,” Simon said as he tried to fight back his tears a little bit longer.
“Oh for crying out loud Simon,” Alvin said as his shoulders drooped and he started to turn around, “I’m going to bean you with one of these glass bottles if you don’t just leave me alo....”
Before Alvin could finish his rant, Simon had come up behind him, spun him the rest of the way around and wrapped his arms around him. Embracing him in probably the only hug Alvin had got from either of his brothers, not quite sure what to do, Alvin just stood there while Simon cried.
“I’m really sorry Alvin, I just want you to know, even if you don’t forgive me that I’m sorry,” Simon cried, “I wasn’t thinking strait, and I wasn’t thinking about you.”
“Simon...jeez its okay,” Alvin said as he raised his hands to try and push Simon away, looking around to make sure no one was looking.
“No its not, I really screwed up this time I know it,” Simon said as he held onto Alvin tighter.
“You didn’t screw up Simon...you were just trying to impress Jeanette. I can understand that...I think,” Alvin said in an attempt to calm Simon down so he would let him go.
“I did Alvin,” Simon said as he sniffed and released his little brother, “I really did, and not because I was trying to impress Jeanette. I failed because, I’m your big brother, and I should be supporting you no matter what. I failed because, I didn’t watch out for you like I should have.”
Alvin’s eyes darted around for a second before he looked to Simon again, he really did feel bad for fixing the race. Alvin had never seen Simon cry before, he was also so serious and dry. But this, this was different from any Simon he knew.
“Alvin, I know you probably wont forgive me for this,” Simon said as he wiped away the tears from his eyes with his forearm, “But at least know that I’m sorry, and that...I love you little brother...”
Now Alvin was getting all choked up, he knew Simon was sorry. And he was sorry for being such a jerk, and not understanding why he wanted to go to the dance with Jeanette so badly. Wiping away a tear before he became too apparent, Alvin just sighed and threw his arms around Simon.
“I’m sorry too Simon,” Alvin said as he buried his face in his brothers shoulder, “I was the jerk.”
Simon hugged Alvin back, and the two stood there for a few seconds before Theodore came over and nudged his way into the hug.
Dave stood by the window, the phone up to his ear as he watched the boys hug. It almost melted his heart, and it was enough apparently to change his mind about his punishment of the boys.
“Hello Mrs Miller?” Dave said as he turned around and walked back over to the counter, “Yeah its Dave....No no no, everything is okay....Nope the boys are fine, they are outside cleaning up the mess.....No they can handle it on their own, I’m sure the girls are having a bad day of their own.”
Dave leaned against the counter and listened quietly as Mrs Miller talked, or yelled rather into his ear about her planned punishment for the girls.
“Well I’m sure they wont ever do anything like this again....Yes my boys will learn their lesson...Yup...Yup...Oh by the way Mrs Miller, before you go, I would like to bounce an idea of you...Great,” Dave smiled as he looked out the window, the scheme in his mind taking shape.
Outside, Alvin, Simon and Theodore were still holding each other, but soon it was rather obvious Alvin was starting to come out of the moment.
“Hey uh guys?” Alvin said as he moved his head around a little, “Think we can uhhh, you know...let go of each other now?”
“Um, yeah sure, I think that was long enough,” Simon said with a little sniffle still left in his voice.
The three of them let go of each other and took one or two steps back, Alvin coughed a few times while Theodore kicked at the grass.
“So, we can all agree that no one at school finds out about that right?” Alvin asked as he wiped his nose.
“Yeah, I think I can agree with that,” Simon said with a nod.
“Yup, agreed,” Theodore said as he turned to look back at the yard.
“Now we just need to finish cleaning up this mess,” Simon said as he looked at the yard with Theodore.
The mess truly was monumental, trash littered everywhere. Not the mention the TV and all its components still sitting on the front lawn.
“You know, we could always get the wagon and uhh...”
“No Alvin!” Simon and Theodore shouted seeing where Alvin was heading with that.
“Okay okay...jeez it was just an idea,” Alvin said as he stuck his hands in his pockets.
Before the boys could figure out what they were going to do about the mess, Dave came out onto the front yard, a big smile on his face. Walking over to his boys, dodging the trash as he went. Stopping, he folded his arms and looked to Alvin, Simon and Theodore.
“Well, I think I have found a more appropriate punishment for you boys,” Dave said with a nod.
“Uh oh,” Theodore said becoming slightly frightened again.
“Oh great, how many more months do we have to be grounded!?” Alvin asked as he slapped himself in the side of the head.
“Nope, I’m not going to ground you,” Dave said shaking his head, still smiling.
“Say what now?” Alvin asked dumbfounded.
“You mean your not going to ground us after all this?” Simon asked just as confused.
“Nope, its going to be something much...much...much worse,” Dave snickered.
“Oh boy,” Alvin said as he tried to smile.
The music blared and the strobe lights danced off the walls of the gymnasium at the boys school, and Alvin was sitting in the corner, his arms folded and a sour look on his face as the Valentines Day dance went on around him. It seemed that everyone else in the room was dancing, as Alvin sat in his corner and scowled. This truly was worse than being grounded, not only did he have to sit there in a dumb tuxedo, but he had to listen to the crappy music they played every year at these dances.
“Yuck! I hate Pink,” Alvin said to himself as he pouted.
Looking to his left, he caught sight of his rival and fellow sour faced dance attendee. Brittany sat at the other end of the gymnasium, her arms folded and a sour look on her face. She had wanted to go to the dance, but she was still grounded for the remainder of the month Which made her quite grumpy, and not in the mood to dance in the least. Looking around, she found her sister Eleanor dancing with Theodore. They were having a great time, and for Theodore this wasn’t much of a punishment at all. And Eleanor was having such a good time that she completely forgot she was grounded. Looking from there up to the speaker that was sitting right next to her, blaring music.
“I hate Pink,” Brittany grumbled.
Looking to her right, she saw Alvin sitting at the other end of the gym, he was looking at her. Making a face, Brittany stuck her tongue out at Alvin, which was answered right back with the same.
“Jerk,” Brittany said to herself as she looked away and continued to pout.
Up on the stage and behind the curtain, Dave stood and watched the DJ play his music. The school had asked Dave at the last minute to be the musical coordinator for the dance. Holding a clipboard in his hand, Dave smiled when he saw Theodore and Eleanor dancing among the other students.
“Well at least two of them are dancing,” Dave said to himself as he turned around and went to check his clip board.
“Oh! There you are Mr Sevoy!”
Dave heard the all to familiar shout come from behind the clipboard he was holding up in front of his face. He was tempted to just turn around and try and do whatever he could to avoid the schools music teacher, but he knew that would only be a temporary reprieve.
“Mr Sevoy I just must simply talk to you right away!” The plump music teacher said as she ran...or waddled rather up to Dave.
“Yes Mrs. Frumpington, what can I do for you?” Dave asked as he lowered the clipboard and tried to smile.
“Mr Sevoy, I must protest your choices for the music line up,” Mrs Frumpington complained as she pointed at her copy of the music sheet.
“Its Seville,” Dave pointed out as he rolled his eyes.
“Yes of course it is,” Mrs Frumpington said shaking her hand, “But what about this music, its atrocious! This Pink, this this...DHT...and Tim McGraw! And this this...whatever this name here says!”
“You mean Nickleback?” Dave asked peering down at his list.
“Yes yes Quarterback whatever, I must know why you have no REAL music on this list,” Mrs Frumpington demanded.
“But Mrs Frumpington, this is real music,” Dave said lowering his clipboard again.
“No it surly is not, where is the Bach! The Beethoven! The Motzart!” Mrs Frumpington asked all in a tizzy.
“Ma’am, I don’t really think that these kids would enjoy...”
“None sense! All my students have a unmeasurable love for the classic music!” Mrs Frumpington shouted.
“Right....I’ll ask the DJ what classical music he has at the end of the next song then,” Dave said as he tried not to laugh.
“Be sure that you do Mr Sevoy, I just cannot stand this...this dribble for another moment.”
“Its Seville,” Dave grumbled under his breath and the rather eccentric music teacher waddled off.
Away from the terrors of Mrs Frumpington, Brittany had slowly started to get a headache from sitting so close to the giant speaker. Covering one ear, she tried to hold out as best she could, not wanting to sit any closer to Alvin than she had to. Noticing this himself, Alvin watched as Brittany covered her ear, finally letting his conscience get the best of him. Alvin got up and walked down to where Brittany was sitting.
Brittany didn’t even see, and definitely couldn’t hear Alvin walking up to her, she didn’t notice until a hand appeared in front of her. Alvin, holding his hand out was looking off with the same sour look.
“I don’t want to dance with you,” Brittany said stubbornly.
“Well than that’s something we can agree on,” Alvin said as he reached down and grabbed her hand, “I’m just asking you to come sit down by me, this speaker isn’t doing your hearing any good.”
Brittany looked at Alvin’s hand holding hers, then back up at Alvin who still wasn’t even looking at her. Huffing, she got to her feet, making sure she didn’t snag her new pink dress on anything as she did.
“Fine, but don’t think this means anything,” Brittany said as Alvin started to lead her down to where he was sitting before.
“Likewise,” Alvin said flatly.
Out on the dance floor, Eleanor watched as Alvin led Brittany by hand back to where he was sitting, she nudged Theodore who had his back to it while they slow danced to some Enya song.
“Look Theodore,” Eleanor said as she spun around so they could both see.
“Oh yeah, you think they are going to dance?” Theodore asked his dancing partner.
“I doubt it, they are both still to sour at each other to dance,” Eleanor said shaking her head as they swayed with the music, “I’m surprised they are even sitting that close to each other. Holding hands even.”
“Yeah I guess your right,” Theodore agreed.
The two continued to dance, not talking for a moment and just enjoying themselves. The other students around them also just enjoying the dance, this dance was definitely better than last years. When everyone just sat on either side of the gym and starred at the people they would have liked to dance with, but didn’t have the nerve to ask.
“Hey Theodore, what happened to Simon?” Eleanor asked Theodore when she noticed she hadn’t seen the eldest of the three in some time.
“He went outside to wait for Jeanette,” Theodore said with a sigh.
“But Jeanette said she wasn’t coming,” Eleanor said as she backed away and looked at Theodore.
“He knows, but he said he wanted to wait anyways,” Theodore said as he looked to the open doors at the end of the gym.
“Wow, poor guy,” Eleanor said feeling really sad for Simon, “Hey, how come you never wait like that for me after school?”
“Ummm...Because I’m 9,” Theodore pointed out.
“Great excuse Theo,” Eleanor said sarcastically as she rolled her eyes and went back to dancing.
“I thought so,” Theodore said nodding his head a little.
Sitting two seats apart from each other, both Alvin and Brittany did their best to try and not to talk to one another. Even though Alvin was nice enough to let Brittany get away from that speaker, she was still angry over the race. Thinking about it almost constantly, Brittany couldn’t help but wonder exactly what had happened. Jeanette had told her what Simon did, he fixed the fuel gauge and emptied the gas tank. But if he had done all that, how did Alvin get back into the race and beat her? He was out of gas, and there were no gas stations near by, nor did she believe he had any money to buy gas. Curiosity getting the best of her, Brittany looked over to Alvin to ask him.
“Hey dork,” Brittany called out.
“Yeah nerd?” Alvin answered not looking.
“Not that I really care, since I technically won the race,” Brittany said as she moved a seat closer so Alvin could hear, “But where exactly did you get gas from to put in your tank after it went dry?”
“Well, considering I actually won the race,” Alvin said putting an emphasis on the actually part, “I suppose filling you in on the details of exactly how I pulled off wont hurt any.”
“By all means please do,” Brittany said as she folded her arms and got ready for a big fairy tail.
“You see, since I am so well connected. Being famous and all,” Alvin said as he stretched and put his hands behind his head.
“Please,” Brittany said rolling her eyes.
“Wait for it,” Alvin said holding his index finger up, “It just so happened a good friend of mine with the State Highway patrol was in the area. Seeing me stranded on the side of road, he stopped and let me use some gas from the spare tank he kept in the trunk.”
Brittany looked at Alvin, a brow raised as he sat slouched in his chair.
“There is no way that a cop stopped and gave you a tank of gas,” Brittany said as she shook her head and looked away again.
“No, it’s the gods honest truth,” Alvin said sitting up, “Trooper Decker and his partner Trooper Valiant, they were the ones who stopped and helped me out.”
“Whatever Alvin,” Brittany said as she turned in her seat, “Your such a liar!”
“Your just jealous I beat you,” Alvin said as she squinted.
“Shya, as if,” was Brittany’s response.
Backstage again, Dave continued to watch the DJ as he played the first slow dance of the night, looking out at the dance floor Dave still could only see Theodore and Eleanor dancing. But he did notice that Alvin and Brittany had moved closer together, though he wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing. But he couldn’t sit there and ponder it for long, as another familiar voice echoed behind him.
“Dave! Its about time I found you!” Robert Gallangine said as he strolled up behind Dave.
“Robert, I was starting to wonder if you were going to make it,” Dave said as he turned around and shook Roberts hand.
“Oh I wouldn’t miss this for the world! Besides, I still owe you a favor for sealing the deal on that Timberlake deal,” Robert said as he shook Dave’s hand and patted him on the shoulder.
“Just doing my job,” Dave said with a smile.
“Oh don’t be so modest Dave! Your more than just another employee, you are your boys are the motor that keeps Liberty Records running!” Robert said laughing.
“That means a lot Robert, thanks. And I’ll be sure to tell the boys that after the dance too.”
“You do that,” Robert said pointing at Dave.
“So, were our special guests able to make it here tonight?” Dave asked as he rubbed his hands together in excitement.
“Of course they were, they’re unloading their stuff from the bus right now,” Robert said as he put his arm over Dave’s shoulder and started to lead him to the exit.
“Great, just let me know when they are ready,” Dave said as the two businessmen walked off.
The night air was cold, cold enough that Simon had to put his jacket on overtop his tux to keep warm. He had been standing out there for close to an hour now, waiting for someone to show up that he knew wasn’t going to make it. Looking down at the single rose he had brought with him, Simon wondered if maybe that he was being silly, standing out there in the cold like that for someone who wasn’t going to show.
“Maybe there are things that you just can’t fix,” Simon said as he looked at the rose.
Clutching the flower, Simon let his hand drop as he turned around and started to walk back inside.
“Now that doesn’t sound like Simon Seville to me,” Jeanette said as she walked up behind Simon, “The Simon I know can fix anything.”
Simon stopped, not sure if what he was hearing was real, or if his mind was playing tricks on him. Turning around, he looked over at Jeanette ask she walked towards him. Her beautiful blue dress swaying slightly as she walked.
“Jeanette? But I thought that you weren’t coming?” Simon asked as Jeanette stopped right in front of him.
“If you thought I wasn’t coming, than why were you out here waiting?” Jeanette asked as she reached up to fix her glasses.
“Ummmm...that’s a good question,” Simon said not sure how to answer that, “I’d need to run a few tests and...”
“Well why don’t you think about it inside, there is a cold front moving in,” Jeanette said as she took Simon by the arm and began to lead him in.
“Oh yeah I saw that on the news before we left, the meteorologist said it was very odd for the area,” Simon said as they walked inside.
“I know, I watched the same report. You think maybe we could see some snow?” Jeanette asked.
“Well maybe if the barometric pressure is right and the moisture level in the atmosphere reached the correct percentage,” Simon said as they walked through the door.
Both of them smiling and talking about the weather, they walked into the warm gymnasium where everyone was still slow dancing. The song coming to an end, Eleanor was quick to notice the two walk inside.
“Come on Theodore, Jeanette is here,” Eleanor said as she grabbed Theodore and dragged him over.
Not having much choice in the matter, Theodore went along with Eleanor to meet up with Jeanette and Simon as the rest of the students waited for the next song to start.
“Jeanette! What are you doing here?” Eleanor asked as she walked up to her sister.
“Oh, no reason in particular,” Jeanette said with a smile as Simon looked on, his hand clutching hers.
As the four talked, the stage became dark, which caused something of an uproar of whispers and comments from the students who were waiting for the next song to play so they could continue dancing. After just a minute of darkness, a spotlight in the back of the gym turned on and fallowed Dave as he walked onto the stage. Alvin and Brittany noticed right away, Alvin automatically sinking in his seat, not quite sure what his father was going to do to embarrass him.
“Good evening everyone,” Dave said as he stood in the center of the stage, “I’m sure your wondering why exactly I’m standing up here talking, as opposed to letting you dance to more music.”
“You got that right!”
“Get off the stage old man!”
“Yeah!”
Dave laughed at the onslaught of comments from some of the kids in the crowd, being used to certain insults and comments, Dave just let them roll of his shoulders as he continued his presentation.
“I assure you I’ll be off the stage soon, but first I would like to introduce a good friend of mine who would like to perform for you kids tonight,” Dave said as he looked off stage and a young man holding a guitar started to walk out on stage.
“Oh no,” Alvin said as he put his head in his hands, “Please don’t let it be Dave’s old opera singer friend.”
“Ladies and Gentlemen I would like to introduce Mr Pete Loeffler!” Dave stood off to the side and started to clap, not a peep coming from the stunned audience or from Alvin or any of his siblings.
“Wait, isn’t Pete Loeffler the lead singer for Chevelle?” Eleanor asked Theodore.
“Yeah, he is,” Simon answered for his speechless little brother.
The young, long black haired man walked to the center of the stage, his guitar in hand. Reaching up and grabbing the microphone he looked over the crowd once.
“This song we are playing tonight is for a group of good friends of mine,” The young guitarist and singer said as he scanned the crowd, “Alvin, Simon and Theodore! This one is for you and your lovely dates tonight!”
“Wait, did he just say it was for us and our dates?” Alvin asked as he pointed at himself and them looked at Brittany.
“Hit it guys!”
(Play Song Track)
Reaching down and strumming his guitar, the rest of his band being revealed as the curtain behind them rose up.
“Now way...this is too freakin cool,” Alvin said as he got to his feet.
So you say you're ignored
As it is,
Well, give us your sad, sad trip
You're right, I get it
It all makes sense, you're the perfect person
So right, so wrong
Let's all live in your imaginary life
Running into the crowd as well, Simon and Jeanette began to dance, the excitement of the band getting to them as it did to everyone else there.
Assumed it's whether
We're right or wrong
We're doomed, and there's plenty for all
How dare you catch me counting?
How dare you call at all?
How dare you call it suffering?
How dare you call at all?....
As the band played, the entire gym full of students erupted in excitement. Getting as close to the stage as they could. Eleanor and Theodore had ran into the crowd, and joined in with Simon and Jeanette and with the dancing that was going on all over the place. The walls to the gym shaking with the music.
“There is no way that something this awesome can be happening right now,” Alvin said as he rubbed his eyes to see if he was dreaming.
“Stop being such a dork Alvin, its obviously happening,” Brittany said as she rolled her eyes.
“Hey do you mind? I’m having a moment,” Alvin said glaring back at Brittany.
....Press on these tannins
They double in time
The touch of life, once failed to mention so far
Of course the law is fountains
Or face to face remorse
A fast and restless blackmail
Like pent-up fetish force....
Simon and Jeanette stood in the middle of the crowd, they had been dancing to the music. As they danced though, Simon noticed that Jeanette had something in her hand. Looking at it closer, he noticed that it was the note he had given her a few days ago.
“Jeanette? Is that my note?” Simon asked as he stopped dancing.
“Yeah, it is,” Jeanette answered as she stopped as well.
“Oh...uhh, did you read it?” Simon asked nervously.
“I did,” Jeanette said with a nod.
“And?” Simon asked not sure what she had thought of it.
“Well I’m here aren’t I,” Jeanette said laughing.
...Do you want enough?
Do you want it all?
Should you need it at all?
Takes a minute to see
Do you want enough?
Do you want it all?
Should you need it at all?
Do you want it or not?
Finally letting the excitement get to him, Alvin grabbed Brittany by the hand and jumped into the crowd. Forgetting all about the race, the two began to dance right next to their siblings. This was by far the best dance ever!
You're right, I get it
It all makes sense, you're the perfect person
So right, so wrong
Let's all live in your imaginary life
Life, life, life.
(Stop Song Track)
The music started to dull, but the shouts and cheers from the students did not. Everyone was cheering and calling for more, as the band on stage took a bow and waived. In the center of all this were the Chipmunks and the Chipettes, having just had the most fun any of them ever had. And all of them had all but forgotten about the race, being grounded or anything else that had gone on for the last week. Right now, they were just happy to be there.
Alvin, who looked over at Brittany for a moment who was still cheering, noticed that they were still holding hands. And even though they almost always never got along, it was actually kinda nice to be holding hands like this.
“Hey Brittany,” Alvin said as he leaned in a little so she could hear him over the roar of the crowd.
“Yeah Alvin?” Brittany asked as she turned and leaned in to hear a little better.
“Thanks,” Alvin said smiling nervously, “For dancing with me I mean.”
“Hey, I had fun so...I guess I should be thanking you,” Brittany said smiling right back.
“Thanks everyone for being a great audience!” Pete shouted into the microphone as his band all joined him, “And as much as we would like to stay longer and play for you some more, we have a concert to catch!”
There was a magnitude of cries for them to stay longer, as people were sad to hear they were leaving so soon. But before they all left the stage, Pete pointed down at Alvin and his brothers standing amongst the crowd.
“And we will see you for our joint tour this summer!” Pete shouted as he started to walk off the state, “See you then!”
With that everyone turned around and looked at Alvin, Simon and Theodore, their popularity had just gone through the roof in about half a second with those 11 words. But with all that was going on, Simon managed to turn back to Jeanette and smile.
“So I guess my letter worked then huh?” Simon said laughing a little.
“You could say that,” Jeanette said as she smiled back.
Holding the unfolded letter in her hands, Jeanette stood up on her tippy toes and gave Simon and quick kiss on the cheek. Simon felt his face go red hot, and his glasses steamed up as Jeanette kissed him. Smiling, Simon went all numb and fell to the ground in a heap. Jeanette gasping when he hit the floor dropped the letter she held in her hands. Noticing their brother went down, Alvin and Theodore cleared away the people from around Simon and bent over to see if he was alright as he lay on his back.
“Dude, are you alright?” Alvin asked as he looked down at his brother, Jeanette and Theodore leaning over him as well.
“Simon, I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to do that!?” Jeanette said quite worried.
Simon just looked up at them all for a moment, before he grinned wildly and held up the letter in his hands. The simple heart he drew in the center of the paper clear to him, the words ‘I’m Sorry’ written in the center.
“Are you okay Simon? Say something!” Theodore said as he shook his brother a little.
Putting the note down, Simon kept on smiling as he looked at his brothers and Jeanette.
“....Wow...That was awesome...”
“That was awesome?” Alvin said confused, “What was awesome?”
“Jeanette kissed him,” Theodore informed Alvin.
“What!? You mean Simon got his first kiss before I did!?” Alvin shouted in horror.
“Alvin be quite,” Brittany said with a sigh.
“Yeah Alvin, your ruining the moment,” Eleanor added as she Theodore and Jeanette helped Simon to his feet.
The moment!? The moment!? What about my moment?” Alvin shouted as he walked away and tugged on his hair, “I’m the romantic one!”
“Alvin, your hardly the most romantic one,” Brittany said as he grabbed his shoulders and tried to hush him.
“But my image! My mojo! He stole it from me!” Alvin shouted.
“Alvin just hush already,” Brittany said as she started to push him out of the crowd.
“But but, what will all the girls think of me now...Beaten out to a first kiss by my brainy brother...Who likes math even!”
“ALVIN!” Brittany shouted as they disappeared into the crowd.
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Well I hope you all enjoyed it! And I hope that you also enjoyed the way I chose to add the music into the story. And if you guys have any suggestions please, send them my way.
Oh and one more thing, in this fic there are three characters with only small roles. But these three characters also happened to appear on different episodes the 1961 animated series "The Alvin Show"
The first person to find and name those three characters used, will get a cameo appearance in the next Installment of The New Adventures of Alvin and the Chipmunks, "Honolulu Hassle!"
If you dont know any of the characters and need to do some investigating, here's a link to a youtube acount. All the characters named in the fic, appear in one of the episodes on this acount:
[link]
Good luck!
Oh and one more thing, in this fic there are three characters with only small roles. But these three characters also happened to appear on different episodes the 1961 animated series "The Alvin Show"
The first person to find and name those three characters used, will get a cameo appearance in the next Installment of The New Adventures of Alvin and the Chipmunks, "Honolulu Hassle!"
If you dont know any of the characters and need to do some investigating, here's a link to a youtube acount. All the characters named in the fic, appear in one of the episodes on this acount:
[link]
Good luck!
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what happened to the fanart related to this Fanfic?.