Welcome to part one of a two-shot story. No worries, this is a Brotherly fanfic between my two favorite Chipmunks. I hope you'll be generous and review this first chapter for me. I was in a sad mood and I love getting in touch with the more sensitive, vulnerable side of the Chipmunks and bringing them closer. I love drama, and hurt/comfort, it's too cute! Please enjoy and review, I will not ease your curiosity about this story unless you review for me.

-BrittanySeville18

Alvin struggled to focus on his homework, it was difficult with his mind completely preoccupied. He sighed as he leaned against his pillows, keeping his knees up so he could attempt reading the directions of his assignment.

'Using what you read from the short story, summarize it in a short paragraph.'

The rest of the instructions completely blurred over thanks to the tears that flooded Alvin's eyes. He quickly blinked them away and forced his attention back on the homework assignment. He's been doing this for the past several weeks, he hasn't allowed himself to shed any tears.

He was brought from his failing attempts to do his homework when Theodore came into the room, carrying a small plate of cookies. "Hey Alvin," Theodore said brightly. Alvin smiled, setting his homework aside as his baby brother came over to him. "Still working on your homework?"

"You made cookies?" Alvin asked, changing the subject. Theodore smiled down at the still warm chocolate chip cookies and nodded.

"I brought these ones for you. I made a whole bunch, so there's plenty to last for some time." Theodore answered. Alvin's smile faltered at this, Theodore loved cooking, sure, but he never made more than necessary. This meant he was still upset about what had happened.

Although, considering he was cooking in general meant something positive was happening as well, and it was. Alvin scanned his brother's face, how many tears has he shed since then? He and Simon had comforted him so much since the event took place, Alvin wondered if he had any left to shed. Knowing Theodore's sensitive heart, and how sensitive the topic was, he knew Theodore had more tears in hiding.

"Thanks..." Alvin eased the plate from Theodore's hands and sat it on his lap, the warmth was soothing, as was the aroma.

"Do you need help on your homework assignment? I can get Simon for you." Theodore offered with obvious concern. Alvin mentally flinched at the offer. He loved Simon, but he hated how easily the second born could read him. If Simon had a moment to look him in the eyes, he would have read him like a book in a matter of five seconds. Alvin didn't know what the outcome would be, but he was sure to avoid it at any costs.

"No thanks, I'm just about done. Thanks for the snack." Alvin said gently, wanting to ruffle his hair like he usually did, but didn't.

"You're welcome. If you need anything-"

"I know," Alvin cut in gently. "I know." Theodore smiled slightly and left the room. Alvin looked at the plate and sighed. He had no appetite, and these cookies contradicted his current feelings so perfectly. He sat them on his nightstand, making a note to do something with them before Theodore saw them later.

Once more, he looked back at his homework and picked up his pencil, hopefully he can get something turned in before he ends up repeating the fifth grade.

Simon spent most of his time with Theodore lately. He couldn't find it in himself to stay away from his baby sibling, not at these times. Alvin was another matter. The eldest made sure to be there for the baby, but he was avoiding the middle. Simon knew Alvin was grieving as well, and knew not to take it personally. As the oldest children, they both had an instinct to care for and protect the baby.

He just didn't know how to respond to Alvin's avoiding him. Given the circumstances, he figured he'd want to strengthen their bond and feelings of being close. But no such thing was being initiated from the oldest.

Looking down into shiny green eyes, Simon knew this was slowly affecting Theodore. Smiling reassuringly, he guided his brother into a hug, torn between giving Alvin his space, and trying to talk to him.

"You think Alvin will eat dinner with us tonight, Simon?" Theodore asked as he eased out of the hug with great reluctance. He loved the warmth Simon had, he always felt safe.

Simon smiled down at Theodore, "it's possible..." He and Theodore then got to work on preparing said meal.

"What about sleeping with us, you know, like when we were scared at night. And we'd sleep on the same bed. Think he'll do that too?" Theodore asked hopefully. Simon didn't answer, he didn't know. He was tired of being so in between with his answers. He wanted to give Theodore answers that were sure of themselves, and not the kind that would break his already damaged heart.

Alvin's hurting Theodore when he should be helping him. Simon blinked at his thought. No. He forced the thought away. No, he's just grieving, he doesn't mean to be so neglectful... Simon was beginning to think he was somehow blaming Alvin for the added unnecessary pain Theodore was feeling. He didn't want to think that way, he needed to talk to Alvin, figure out what was really going on. Alvin would gladly leave his comfort zone if Theodore needed him to, so something else must be bothering him.

But what? What could be worse than what's already happened?

Alvin set the now empty plate back onto the nightstand and climbed back onto his bed. He really needed to finish this homework assignment. He needed to pass the fifth grade in order to move on with his brothers.

But how could he when he couldn't focus on anything but the thoughts in his head and the past event?

Staring at the paper for a few more minutes, he sighed and tossed it aside. So much for sixth grade...

"Alvin?" came the familiar, oh-so-fragile, voice of his baby brother. Alvin looked over at him and nearly cried at the utter loss his eyes held. Alvin climbed off his bed and went over to Theodore, embracing him.

"Oh Theodore..." Alvin whispered, nuzzling his brother gently. Theodore was caught off guard, but instantly hugged his brother back, relishing at the familiar warmth he offered.

Alvin pulled back gently, smiling slightly. "Uhm..." Theodore tried to remember what he had come for. "Oh, dinner's ready. Are you going to eat with us tonight?" Alvin recognized the familiar hope in his brother's voice. He heard it every evening with the same question. He couldn't handle seeing what little light Theodore managed to have in his eyes go out anymore.

"Tell you what, how about we all eat on my bed tonight. Then we'll do like we used to, and share the same bed, okay?" Alvin offered with a small smile. Theodore's face practically became a Christmas tree, he smiled, hugged Alvin tight before hurrying to tell Simon and prepare the plates. Alvin went over to his bed and put his homework into his folder and put his folder into his dresser drawer.

"Simon!" Theodore ran up to Simon, practically bouncing with joy. Simon smiled.

"What is it, Theodore?" Simon asked gently, wary of whatever made Theodore happy, in case it ended up making him sad once more.

"Alvin said he'd eat with us, on his bed. And tonight we'd all sleep on his bed. It's great, isn't it?" Theodore asked, his eyes begging for Simon to be happy with him. Simon smiled and nodded.

"That's great, Theodore!" Simon said, grabbing two plates. "I've got mine and Alvin's plate, you got yours?" Theodore nodded, grabbing his plate and a bowl for seconds. Simon led the way to their room, unsure what was going to occur between himself and Alvin, if anything at all.

Overly happy, Theodore managed to squeeze past Simon and was in the room and on Alvin's bed before Simon even reached the doorway. Simon stopped in the doorway, taking in Alvin's appearance for what felt like the first time. He sat against his pillows, knees hugged to his chest and a forced smile was directed towards Theodore as he was handed his plate of food. Instantly, Simon knew something was off with Alvin, something deeper than what had occurred, but also something totally connected as well.

"Come on Simon, I gave Alvin my plate because it has more food on it. He needs to eat more." Theodore said with a small smile. Simon looked at Alvin, seeing him keeping his gaze locked onto his plate as he took small bites.

Simon smiled at Theodore as he went in and climbed onto Alvin's bed, handing Theodore what was made to be Alvin's plate. Theodore smiled, sitting back with his plate, it's been a long while since all three of them were together like this, and he had missed it so much. Eating in silence, Theodore took the chance to examine his eldest brother.

He looked so...broken. He instantly shifted his gaze and met worried gray eyes. They had to do something, and they both knew it. But, first they had to talk to him. Knowing Alvin...well, good luck with that.

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