Hey! It's fall break and it's the time for me to post my newest story: The Chipettes' Cousins! If you have looked at my profile in the past month, you'll see that it was said to be coming in October 2010. And it is! I haven't written in so long cause of school projects...blah blah blah...okay so no-one cares. :P
Anyway, this is my first like "serious" drama story I'm gonna try to pull off. As a lot of you can tell, my writing style is kind of more light and airy. Nothing serious, nothing too dramatic. So work with me here please!
I do not own Alvin and the Chipmunks or the Chipettes. I do own Yolanda, Ginger, and Bridgette (a.k.a. the Chipettes' cousins).
I don't know if I suck at this, but I think this story will be pretty good! Oh, and it's pre-written, so you won't have to worry about my slow self updating fast. However, I'll only do that if you don't review! The less the reviews, the slower the updates!
CGI BTW! Enjoy!
The Chipettes' Cousins
Chapter 1: Speak of the Devils
"I still can't believe you and Alvin set the school on fire Brittany." Jeanette said.
The Chipmunks and Chipettes, along with their entire school, were standing across the street from West Eastman watching firefighters work to put out a fire. The whole school was almost completely surrounded with police and firefighters.
"We hardly did anything." Brittany protested. Even though her heart was pounding inside her chest from just thinking about what kind of trouble she and Alvin could get in.
"You poured six boxes of baking soda into each of our test tubes!" Simon exclaimed glaring at his trouble-making brother.
Alvin smiled sheepishly. "Well we wanted to see if it had a big effect." He and Brittany were really just goofing around out of boredom, who knew it was cause so much trouble? Not Alvin.
"Oh, it had a big effect alright." Theodore said motioning to the thick cloud of black smoke that was still leaking from the school, staining the clear baby-blue sky.
Alvin sighed and sat down on the soft green grass. "Well at least me and Britt got the school early dismissal" he said looking around at the many students on their cell phones, asking their parents to come pick them up due to the fire.
"You also got a month's detention" Jeanette muttered.
Just then, Dr. Rubin walked over to the group looking very angry. Once she was directly in front of the chipmunks and chipettes, she glared down at two specific trouble-makers: Alvin and Brittany. She stared hard at them. They soon got uneasy under her gaze and looked away.
"How could you two be careless enough as to set the school on fire!" she finally barked at them. Alvin and Brittany looked shocked. How did she know it was them?
The munks and ettes had been going to West Eastman for about two-and-a-half years. They were now juniors about four months into their third. Over the years, Dr. Rubin had gotten more and more used to them. Simon, Jeanette, Theodore, and Eleanor thought that she was completely over them. But Brittany and Alvin still sometimes used their star power to get their way. Sometimes it worked. However, this time didn't seem like it would be one of those times.
"Well...we weren't being careless" Brittany said avoiding her principal's stare as she played with her paws.
"Oh, then what would you call it?" Dr. Rubin said raising her eyebrows.
Brittany looked away from Dr. Rubin, to Alvin, and back again. "H-Having fun?" she stated more in the form of a question.
Dr. Rubin's face suddenly got very red. Sensing she was about to explode, Alvin quickly stepped in. "Hey Dr. Rubes" he said nervously. "How would you like front row tickets to our next concert?" Alvin wasn't sure if his attempt to woo her to get out of trouble was going to work this time, but he figured it was worth a try.
"Oh, do you really think that that's going to save you this time Alvin?" Dr. Rubin asked, crossing her arms. She wasn't going to fall for it this time...
"With free entree?" Brittany tried.
"I really don't think that-" Dr. Rubin started to say when Alvin cut her off. "With backstage passes." he said standing up from the grass.
"Well-"
"And a VIP invitation to the after party." Brittany added.
Dr. Rubin looked back and forth between the red and pink clad chipmunks. Then her stern gaze softened. "Alright" she said trying to sound strict. But anyone in their right minds would know she was going to burst with excitement the second she was alone. Without saying anything else, she turned on her heel and hurried away.
Alvin and Brittany gave each other sly smiles and high-fived before turning back to their siblings who were staring at them in disbelief.
"Wow, I didn't think that that would work a twelfth time." Eleanor said.
"You guys realize you can't keep that up right?" Simon asked, watching Dr. Rubin "happy-dance" by a group of teachers.
"We realize that" Brittany stated simply. "We're just gonna keep doing it until it doesn't work anymore" Alvin added before he and Brittany burst out laughing.
Their siblings groaned and rolled their eyes. "Oh, come on guys." Brittany said rolling her own baby blue orbs at her kill-joy sisters and friends. "It's not like anything could get worse!"
"Oh my God!" came a squeaky voice. The chipettes froze as the chipmunks looked around for the owner of the voice.
"Over here cousins!" came a similar but not entirely same high pitched voice.
"It can't be" Jeanette said barely above a whisper.
"It's us! Yolanda, Ginger, and Bridgette!" came a third squeaky voice. The chipettes' breath caught in their throats at those names. They were the names of the devil.
"But it is" Eleanor squeaked almost sounding like she was on the verge of tears. They turned to see three chipettes that looked their age hurrying towards them. And that's when the flashbacks started.
Flashback 1:
A five-year-old Brittany was picking acorns from the tree that she shared with her sisters and cousins, when her cousin Yolanda scurried up to her.
"Hey Brittany" she said trying to sound sweet. "You dropped one."
Brittany stopped picking and looked around. "Where?" she asked.
A mischievous glint lit up little Yolanda's ice-blue eyes. "There!" she yelled as she pushed Brittany out of the tree.
"Ah!" Brittany screamed as she fell past twelve branches before she finally hit the ground.
"Thanks for the acorns Britt!" Yolanda called down before she scooped up all the acorns Brittany had picked in her paws and hurried away.
Flashback 2:
A five-year-old Jeanette was looking and reading through a scrap-book of her and her sisters that her mother had given her before she left.
She laughed at a memory when her cousin Ginger joined her. "Hey Jeanie, cousin Britt said she needed you for something" she said as nicely as she could.
"For what?" Jeanette asked as she looked up from the book. "I don't know, go see." Ginger said trying to hide her annoyance.
"Oh, okay" Jeanette said as she placed the scrap book down and scurried up the tall oak tree in search of her sister.
Ginger smirked as she walked over to the scrap book Jeanette had left on the ground. "What precious memories." she said as she picked up the book and looked at a picture of Brittany, Jeanette, and Eleanor with their mother on what looked to be Jeanette's first birthday. The last birthday the chipettes had ever had with their mother.
Ginger took the picture out of the book and looked at it, before she tore it in half. She then placed the two halfs together before she tore them again. Then she tore the raggety covers off the book, and continued to tear out and rip up every page.
Soon there was nothing but tiny scraps of paper at her feet. "Too bad" she said with fake sympathy. "I'm sure they would have loved to look through that when they're sixteen."
"Thanks Brittany" a voice said. Ginger looked up to see Jeanette coming back down the tree. She quickly put on a convincing face of shock.
"Brittany said she didn't need any-" Jeanette cut herself off when she saw the destroyed scrap book at her cousin's feet. She gasped. "W-What happened?" she asked.
"I don't know" Ginger lied. "I just went to the bathroom, and when I came back, your scrap book was destroyed."
Jeanette ran over to her Ginger and dropped to her knees as she made a failed attempt to piece the book back together. But it was no use, the book was too badly destoyed. Jeanette hung her head and started to cry. She could never get back the memories that were in that book.
"Aw, don't worry" Ginger said, pretending like she cared. "You mom can make you another one" she stated as she walked around to the back of Jeanette. "If she loves you enough to ever come back." she sneered.
Hearing Ginger say this made Jeanette cry harder. Ginger gave a satisfied smile, turned on her heal, and walked away.
Jeanette turned to watch her cousin leave, when she saw something that shocked her. A piece of scrap book paper was stuck to the back of her paw.
Flashback 3
A five-year-old Eleanor was putting the finishing touches on a miniature cake that she had just finished making. She gave a sigh of accomplishment as she prepared to eat it when her cousin Bridgette entered the kitchen-like place in the tree.
"Hey Ellie, what's that?" she asked.
"It's a cake!" Eleanor stated proudly. "I hear humans talking about it all the time, so I found a recipe, finally got all of the ingredients, and made one!" she said gesturing to the small chocolate cake before her.
"Ah, I see" Bridgette said as she walked closer. "Hey, can you do something for me?" she asked.
"Sure, what?" Eleanor asked, her light green eyes lit up with wonder.
Bridgette grabbed her paw and led her outside on a branch of the tree. "Stand here and count to one-hundred for me."
Since Eleanor was so naive and innocent, she didn't question Bridgette's random request. "Okay!" she said as she began to count. "One, two, three..."
Bridgette rolled her chocolate brown eyes. "Idiot" she murmured. She walked back to the 'kitchen' and looked at Eleanor's first cake. She smiled to herself. "She is not tasting cake before I do" she said before she began to eat.
...
"Eighty, eighty-one, eighty-two, eighty-three..." Eleanor continued to count.
Bridgette finished off the cake and wiped her paws and mouth. "She's a really good cook" she said to herself, then scoffed. "Another reason for me to hate her."
Bridgette ran out onto the branch that Eleanor was standing on just as she finished counting. "Ninety-eight, ninety-nine, and one-hundred!" Eleanor finished and opened her eyes.
Bridgette gave her a smile of satisfaction. "Thanks Ellie!" Eleanor happily returned the smile. "No problem Bridge!" she said before she scurried back into the tree with her cousin following. "Now to eat my-" she stopped short when she realized all that was left of her cake was the plate. "What happened to my cake?" she cried.
"I have no idea" Bridgette lied. "I was out there with you the whole time. Must have been a pesky woodland animal." she shrugged.
Eleanor turned to Bridgette and gasped lightly. She saw a smudge of chocolate icing on the side of Bridgette's cheek. She stared at her in hurt. Like Bridgette cared.
"Anyway, guess you gotta make another one" Bridgette said ignoring the look Eleanor gave her. "Good luck with that!"
With that, she turned and scurried away, leaving Eleanor staring after her.
Flashback 4
"Three little birds sat on my window, and they told me I don't need to worry..."
The six-year-old Chipettes were doing what they loved to and what always relaxed them: singing. But to their cousins, it wasn't as soothing.
"Ugh, the brats are singing again" Yolanda stated to her sisters.
"Gosh, can they be any more of show-offs?" Ginger groaned. Then she got an idea. She got up from her spot in Yolanda's room and scurried out of the tree.
"Hey" Bridgette said, an idea popping into her head. "Why don't we-"
"Use this?" Ginger suggested from the doorway. Her sisters turned to her, seeing a large bucket filled with unmentionable things.
Bridgette smirked. "My thoughts exactly" she said. Her and her sisters quickly scurried out of the tree to set their trap.
"Twas more than I could take..."
"Okay girls, ready?" Yolanda asked her sisters. The three of them were a few branches directly above the Chipettes. "Ready!" the answered in low voices.
"Okay then" Yolanda said as she tightened her grip on the rope that hooked up with their trap. "Three, two..."
"Your gonna find yourself somewhere, some-" Brittany was cut off from singing her last line when her and her sisters were absolutely drenced with loads of the unmentionable things in the bucket.
They screamed and immediately stood up and tried to shake the disgusting slop off of them. They didn't even need to question how this happened, because they already knew.
"YOLANDA! GINGER! BRIDGETTE!"
The Chipettes snapped back into reality. They were able to steal one last look at their approaching cousins, who were now just feet away from them, before they passed out.
Ooh! I can sense some drama coming! Can't you?
And ugh! Weren't Yolanda, Ginger, and Bridgette TERRIBLE? Just imagine how they are now that they're sixteen!
Anyway, how was I with the detail? Good? Bad? Overdone? Underdone? Please tell me in a...REVIEW!
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~Andrea
