The Present
by hallhomestead
A/N: Ok ladies and gents. Let's get going.
I felt that I should get back into my favorite type of A&tC story; the CGI ones. So, here we are!
These short stories aren't like me, I know, but I think that I should write a couple shorts before I get back into writing my specialty: really, really, really long stories. This story also serves another purpose. I think that this would be a good place to make two big announcements.
First off, I'm going to, either tomorrow or Saturday, re-release Alvin and the Chipmunks II. This new release will take out all the A/Ns I stuck in there in front of the chapters, and will include some deleted scenes I excluded from the original. I will also correct the many spelling and grammar mistakes I had in my original release. I hope this will introduce new members to my writing, and will also be a fun way to have all you old readers to re-read. This will build hype for my second piece of big news…
Second off, the announcement you all were waiting for, I will be writing Alvin and the Chipmunks III.
I will be focusing on, for a little bit at least, re-releasing A&tC II and a couple short stories about the CGI chipmunks, but I hope to start writing sometime in the next week or two. Be looking for that.
Finally, before we get started, I suggest you guys check out my newly redesigned author's page. It has news, bios of me and my characters, and links to tons of Chipmunk episodes (Thanks again mpkio2!) and other websites.
Oh, and this short, as with all of my new short stories, is CGI Chipmunks based, and takes place before the events of A&tC II, so Dave and Claire aren't married, and the Chipettes are currently trudging their way across America to California.
Ok, that's it. Read on.
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Simon concentrated on a picture of Bob Dylan on the wall.
The eldest chipmunk had been trying, for the past twenty minutes, to ignore the loud yelling of his brother, who was trying to pry the location of a brightly covered box Dave had hidden somewhere in the house, but Simon's mental capacity for Alvin's voice had its limits, and was failing.
How can he be so committed to finding Claire's present? Thought Simon, still desperately forcing Alvin's high pitched voice of his mind, He doesn't even know what is inside of it! Why?! Why does he care so much!
Simon knew this mental battle between Alvin and himself was lost, and he finally tore his eyes from the poster of Bob Dylan, and looked into his brother's face, which was a mere three inches from Simon's.
Alvin's furry face was so determined, it was almost comical. His blue eyes stood out the most; they had an almost unnatural fire in them, which was amplified by that fact Alvin's cheeks were puffed out as the chipmunk talked rapidly about how stupid Simon's glasses looked.
Simon sighed as he looked into Alvin's eyes. There was no way his brother was giving up anytime soon. Simon decided to try and beat him in a game of wits.
"Just give me one good reason," said Simon, taking his paws out of his hair, uncovering his ears, finally giving up trying to drown out the enraged protests of his brother with his sheer force of will, "I should tell you where it is Alvin. Dave made it very clear you weren't supposed to even know about it, let alone see it,"
Alvin glowered at Simon with his arms crossed, "Well," said the chipmunk, "It's just that…well…never mind. You wouldn't understand," Alvin averted his gaze from Simon's face and looked awkwardly out the window. Simon glanced at Theodore, who was quietly observing the scene from the doorway, with raised eyebrows.
This strange silence didn't last long, as Alvin quickly turned back to Simon with a devilish smile and launched into trying out an impersonation of his brainy brother.
"Of course I can't give you the present Alvin!" the chipmunk closed his eyes and shook his furry head violently, nearly causing his red hat to come flying off. "That would be quite amoral and irresponsible!" Alvin pushed up imaginary glasses up his black nose, and grinned at Simon.
"Alvin," said Simon, slowly shaking his head, "Your immaturity never ceases to amaze and revolt me."
Alvin turned away from Simon continued along with his rant as Theodore, who had been watching nervously from the other side of the room, holding his tiny hands over his mouth, now ran on all fours over to the scene that Alvin was making, and rushed over to Simon.
"Sorry about all this Simon," said Theodore, looking nervously at his brother, "It's all my fault!"
"Don't feel too bad Teddy," said Simon, smiling tiredly at his smallest brother, "Nothing we can do about it now, except to wait for Alvin to calm down."
Although, thought Simon, as Alvin ignored Simon and Theodore's conversation and continued to do a demented imitation of him, I wish that Theodore didn't tell Alvin about the present Dave got for Claire. Then things would be a lot easier.
Simon knew from experience, that Alvin would continue to act like this until he got what he wanted, or until he ran out of steam.
As Simon looked around the living room that, until three days ago when Dave finished building a miniature bedroom for the boys, had been where Simon and his brothers slept every night, he recounted the events this afternoon leading up to this argument with Alvin…
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"Simon," said Dave to his oldest son, who was currently watching a show about sharks on TV, "You know Claire's birthday is today , right?"
Simon was engrossed in the program he was watching, and barely looked up at Dave as he answered, despite this surprising news. Dave had never mentioned the date of Claire's birthday before. "Oh, I know it was sometime this month, but didn't know it was coming up so soon," Simon resumed watching a shark brutally attacking a piece of meat in the water.
Dave glanced around the room, and sighed. It was trashed. Dave had bought Lucky Charms earlier in the week and this morning, he found the box empty, the living room trashed, and three very guilty looking Chipmunks bidding him a good morning.
Dave shook his head, and continued talking to his son. "Well, I invited her over for dinner tonight, and I thought it would be thoughtful to go out and buy her a present! What'dya think?"
Simon, intrigued, looked up from the TV at Dave with a questioning look on his face. "You're going to let us go with you to pick it out?" Simon said with a raised eyebrow.
"Yeah," said Dave, wondering why Simon was asking him this, "I thought it would be fun! Why, is there something I'm missing here?"
Simon simply pointed outside, and Dave followed his son's tiny finger, and saw his two other adoptive sons playing Pirates in the top branches of a small tree in the middle of the lawn.
Alvin was wearing an eye patch and pirate hat while banishing a tiny plastic sword. He was slowly approaching a horrified Theodore, who had lost his sword in a brutal swordfight with Alvin, and was backing onto the edge of the branch he was standing on.
"Good point," said Dave, his eyes widening as Theodore reached the edge of the branch, and fell to his knees, begging Alvin to let him keep his gold, "But I already took care of it; Claire is coming over to baby…er…chipmunk-sit for an hour, while you, me and Theodore head out to the store…I mean," said Dave with a wink, "Go to the dentist,"
Simon nodded his head in appreciation of Dave's well thought out plan.
Dave glanced out the window again and frowned. "Go ahead and get in the car, Simon," said Dave, rising from his seat, "I'll go rescue Theodore"
Simon scurried off the couch, and paused on the floor as he saw from the window as Alvin began to take pieces of yellow colored paper from the pockets of Theodore, who was trying to both stop Alvin from stealing his 'gold' and not to fall off the branch. Simon shook his head at this as Dave entered his vision, and plucked Theodore off the tree, while talking calmly to an irate Alvin.
Simon then rushed to the garage door, shaking his head.
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Soon after Dave and the two chipmunks got back from the 'dentist', and Dave had hidden his present, Claire realized she had forgotten her purse, and asked Dave to bring her home.
Dave reluctantly agreed, and the couple took off.
After this, Alvin began to get suspicious of where his two brothers had really been (mostly because of Theodore's loud conversation with Simon about how "cool and fun picking out Claire's pres-uh…I mean…the dentist was") and soon, Alvin had disappeared into the bathroom, dragging a struggling Theodore behind him.
After two minutes of brutal interrogation by Alvin (which included dangling pieces of cake in front of his brother's face) Theodore broke, and told Alvin all about Dave's surprise present to Claire.
Simon, who had been hammering on bathroom door for a full minute, watched as a smug Alvin and an upset Theodore (who had frosting around his mouth) left the room and walked into the living room.
Simon sighed and followed the pair into the living room, knowing full well he was in for one heck of an ordeal.
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"Ok fine!" said Alvin, stopping his buck toothed impersonation of Simon reading a book about science, "I can find this stupid present on my own! Who needs you guys?" Alvin turned his back on his brothers, and began to run off towards the dining room.
Simon and Theodore glanced at each other, and both brothers scurried after Alvin. They knew that, given enough time, their determined brother could find the present Dave had hidden.
Simon and Theodore ran in front of Alvin to the doorway, and blocked his way, their tiny arms interlocking to make the doorway inaccessible to their brother.
Alvin smiled at Simon and Theodore, and rolled his eyes.
This won't take long, thought Alvin to himself, I NEED to find out what Dave got for Claire's birthday…
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A/N- Sorry guys, have to stop there.
I know this doesn't SEEM like such a long story, but trust me, this baby took me a shocking four hours to write (mostly because I had to completely rewrite it, cause the first draft was totally stupid), but you can hope for the second and final chapter sometime today or tomorrow.
So, remember, be looking for a couple more shorts from me, as well as a redux of Alvin and the Chipmunks II very soon, leading up to the release of A&tC III.
Review, and check out my new author's page.
Cya!
-hallhomestead
