Okay, so this is my first fanfiction…ever in the history of always. I am sorry if it isn't very good, but I am just learning (as I am only 13) and do not have a Beta so all mistakes are my own. (Unless any of you lovely readers would like to Beta this story?) Also, in this story I am playing with the ages Alvin is 19, Simon is 18 almost 19 and Theodor just turned 17. The Chipetts, who will make few appearances, are the same age as their counter parts. Also, this is a Simon\OC Fic, so if you don't like that please don't read it and leave a mean review. It will also have some other surprises that will help make this couple possible. Please give my story a shot? Read and review? Also, the OC is NOT a Marry-Sue, she just came into my head with the plot bunny and said "hello"
I do not own AATC I am just taking them out to play. If I did own them This (well, the idea ) would be a movie.
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Being brilliant, has its disadvantages, such as everyone always looking to you for answers, and getting mad at you when you don't have them. However; it has its advantages as well. Sometimes you get invited to work with other likeminded people to do life changing experiments. Also, being brilliant may mean that no one cares if you are a 6 and a half inch tall chipmunk, for that Simon Seville was thankful.
The moment he and his brothers got home from the tour their band was doing Simon would be leaving to work on a project with some of the greatest minds in the State of California. This project may very well not only change his life, but the lives of his brothers, dad and sisters. ((Dave would have real sons to be proud of)) Simon thought to himself. The outcome of this project could also help their popularity.
Simon was shaken from his thoughts by a loud crash. "ALVIIN" his call matched their dad's
One of the stage hands passed him distraught, his shirt soaked with some kind of bright green liquid. Alvin's laughter rang out following the man shaken young man. "Sorry dude didn't see you there" he called. ((You would think that a 19 year old would be more careful...)) Simon sighed to himself getting up to investigate.
Alvin just tried to summersault off the headboard of the bed in the dressing room. This stunt went horridly amuck, as normal, and he ended up landing on a stage hands shoulder. This ended up startling the poor man and he jumped, spilling his drink down the front of his shirt.
"Alvin," Simon started sternly then Dave cut in "Why would you do something like that! You could have hurt yourself!"
"... Or one of us, or that man" Simon intergected. Dave nodded agreeing with all of Simons points; he then added "You need to be more responsible." Dave's voice held a strong dose of parental finality that would have surprised everyone a few years ago. Now, living with the boys for a little over six years and being there father has taught Dave how to handle the boys. ((They are young men now…)) he corrected himself.
"I AM responsible. I just like to have fun." Alvin complained with a bit of a smirk on his face. Simon rolled his eyes; Dave sighed and prepared to have a father to son talk with Alvin. You would think that after years of having these talks Alvin would know it was coming.
Right at that moment Theodor ran up gasping. "The MC says we need to be ready in three minutes." He said just starting to get his breath back. Alvin grinned not only would they be preforming but maybe, just maybe during the performance Dave would forget his little stunt. Simon cleaned his glasses so he could see everything on stage, and Theodor looked excitedly at his older brothers as he drank some water.
"Alright guys! Ready?" Dave exclaimed then locked eyes with Alvin, |"And Alvin, we will still be talking about this more after the show." Alvin's smirk faded. "Now go out there and have fun!" Dave Cheered. Alvin's face broke into another 100 watt smile, and so Simon added "safe fun." as the boys got ready to go on stage.
The boys took their positions; the music started the lights flashed. The concert began.
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Cassie Cooper, a 19 year old woman with blond hair (with auburn highlights) that hung over her left eye of her rounded heart shaped face, rushed to her car. She was running late...again. This time she was late to something big. She was meeting with the Dean and President of her Collage. They sent her an official letter that ask for her She couldn't recall doing anything that would get her tossed out of the Collage and she was sure she would recall doing such an activity to get her expelled. ((Man, I need to lay off the sparking grape juice)) she kidded with herself mentally. And as far as she knew the Dean and President of the collage didn't call up on every student after their first semester to see how school was going, so she knew it had to mean something.
((What new surprises are in store!)?) She thought to herself chuckling to herself because, she just made yet another Phantom of the Opera reference. If she wasn't majoring in Engineering she would say that that music was her life. But frankly Engineering paid more and she had little to no known music ability...
She found a parking spot right in front of the office. She cleaned her glasses and adjusted her hair, as she tried to calm her breathing. ((Remember, you have done nothing wrong. You have nothing to worry about. Maybe he is going to give you permission to take Space Mechanics instead 309 instead of Simple Mechanics 109. Then the guidance canceler can suck it, trying to force someone of my intellect in a simple class like that.)) she thought to herself to reassure herself. One last look at herself and she was out of her car strutting up the walk to the office.
"Ahh, you must be Cassie" said a sharply dressed woman behind the mahogany receptionist desk.
"Yes, are they ready for me now?" Cassie asked.
"No, not yet, they will page me when they are ready for you, you may have a seat as you wait." the receptions said almost offhand. "Thank you, Cassie said setting on the hard wooden chair that let out a creek when she sat in it, receiving a glare from the receptionists. Cassie ignored the glare and asked "Can you tell me why they want to see me?"
The receptions sighed and was about to respond in the negative when a loud crisp buzzing sound erupted from her desk.
"They are ready to see you now" she said dryly. Fixing her glasses that slipped down her noise Cassie stood. Three confident steps later she found herself in the inner office.
"Welcome, Miss Copper," said the older man standing behind the desk. There was another man standing in front of a rather confortable looking chair next to the desk.
"H-hi, er, uh- Hello, good afternoon." Cassie stuttered, her self-assuredness and confidence wavering.
"You are probably wondering why we called you here?'' The president of the school asked mounting for her to set as the Dean and he was setting. Cassie sat taking in her sounding, and the men in front of her. The Dean was a sharp dressed man in perhaps his mid-forties. The President was a kind looking elderly man dressed in a soft grey cardigan sweater; he looked a lot like Mr. Rodgers. Cassie had to fight back a giggle.
"Yes sir, I do uh, wonder as to why you called me." The president, whose name plate read "President Simmons" Responded with a grandfather smile.
"Well, Miss Cooper, may I call you Cassie?" She nodded in the positive.
"Super! Now, Cassie, Dr. Erikson and I" pointed to the Dean," Have been monitoring your impressive progress in our engineering department." Cassie looked down blushing. " You-You have?" Dr. Erikson was the first to speak up, "Yes, Cassie, You are an exceptional student, you have no reason to fear you are in no trouble." He smiled, "We called you here to ask a favor of you"
((A favor of me!)) She thought, feeling her heart rate take an impressive leap. She had to regain the ability to breath. The president couldn't help but Chuckle at her reaction. ((Hmm, my older sister Maggie would try to twist this into something to work in her favor, I however would never do that, even if my GPA needs a boost)) Cassie thought. She however said " A-a favor of me, sirs?"
Their smile was all the reassurance she needed. "What kind of favor sirs?"
President Simmons smiled. "I am afraid that is where things get...odd, for lack of a better term." he paused. "Have you ever heard of Alvin and the Chipmunks?"