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Cartoon version of the Chipmunks. This story was meant to be a one-shot, but evolved into being a longer story. It will only have a few chapters.
It was a rainy evening as six 15-year old chipmunks walked back to their houses. The day had begun with very sunny weather, so they hadn't brought their umbrella's.
"I'm getting soaked." Brittany said, not even bothering trying to keep her hair from getting wet. "Who's bright idea was it to spent the day so far from our homes?"
"It was yours, Brittany." Jeanette said, drying her glasses for the millionth time.
"Why didn't you stop me?" Brittany asked.
"Well, Jeanette and I tried to warn you for the rain." Simon said. "But you, nor Alvin wanted to listen."
"Well, try harder next time." Brittany said. "Or convince us to bring an umbrella."
"Dave tried that too." Eleanor asked. "But you didn't wanted to carry the extra weight for the whole day so…"
We get it." Alvin said, taking of his jacket and placing it over Brittany's shoulders. "Here, Britt. Should have done that a bit earlier, I think."
Brittany giggled and tightened the jacket around her shoulder. "Probably, but better late then never."
"Simon, I'm getting tired." Theodore said, suppressing a big yawn.
"We are all tired, Theo." Eleanor said, hooking her arm in Theodore's. "But it isn't that far anymore."
"If we aren't drowned by then." Simon said, making Jeanette giggle. "But I agree with Theodore. A dry place to rest for a bit would be great."
Jeanette wrapped one arm around Simon's waist and pulled herself closer. "I hope you don't mind." She said, blushing. "I'm getting cold."
"I-I don't mind at all." Simon said, also blushing. Was it getting hot in here?
Brittany and Eleanor giggled, while Alvin and Theodore rolled their eyes. It was not a secret that those two had a crush on each other. Heck, even the four other chipmunks had a huge crush on their counterparts. Four out of six chipmunks had admitted that to each other, only the two brainiacs of the group had trouble admitting it, even if they knew it from each other.
After another ten minutes of walking, Jeanette saw a bus stop where they could shelter. "There, guys." She ran over the street, but she hadn't looked first. The sound of a car horn. The sound of screeching brakes. Jeanette froze and she saw the car getting closer. It went all in slowmotion all of the sudden. The driver was hitting the brakes, but the wet road caused it to slip. It was still going to fast . Jeanette couldn't move, her body prepared itself for the impact.
Someone shouting her name. The sound of running feet. A hard push. The impact with the wet concrete. Something blue getting hit by the red car. She yelled a name, but didn't realize what name.
Simon flew through the air, bounced of a few times of the road and collided with a tree. He tried to move, but all bones in his body were screaming in pain. His vision started to blurr. The last thing he saw, before everything went black and silent, were his brothers, then Brittany and Eleanor and then, before darkness overtook him, Jeanette. He dozed away in a dreamless sleep. He couldn't feel anything, he couldn't hear anything. He didn't know what was happening. Every minute seemed as long as the age of the Earth. Nothing but blackness. But then something changed. He heard a voice that didn't speak. Telling him it was time to wake up.
With a gasp, Simon flew up. It was blurry. His glasses were off. Where was he. He felt around him and tried to see something. Lots of white, something soft underneath him. Hospital. He was in the hospital. Then Simon remembered what had happened. Jeanette and the car that she didn't saw coming. That he, impulsively, had ran towards Jeanette and pushed her away. The pain when the car hit him.
Simon tried to move, but found out that his legs had trouble doing that. Paralyzed? No, his legs moved, but it was like he had no control over it. Wait a minute. He just had a car accident. Where are his casts and broken bones? He looked to his arms. Nothing. A few scars. He felt his legs. No casts.
"How long was I out?" Simon asked himself. When he heard his voice, he was surprised to hear how raspy it sounded, like he hadn't used it in a long time. Well, that was naturally. If he had slept through his healing process, which could have taken months, then his voice would sound a little rusty.
The sound of a screaming nurse, who Simon hadn't noticed coming in, woke him up from his thoughts.
"Mr. Seville." She said, clearly startled. "Y-y-you're awake? Wait. Doctor!" She ran outside.
Simon raised an eyebrow. Well, he was out for a few months. Off course that she was startled. A few minutes later, a team of three doctors came in and immediately began examinating him.
"How do you feel, Mr. Seville?" The doctor asked carefully. "Do you have trouble remembering things? Pains in parts of your body?"
"Well, I could use something to drink" Simon said with his raspy voice.
The doctor nodded and turned to the nurse who was still staring unbelievingly at Simon. "Get this lad something to drink, Elsa." He said. "And call Dave. Tell him the news, but carefully."
"And tell him to bring my glasses." Simon smiled, as the nurse left the room. "Dave will be pleased to hear that I'm awake after all those months."
The doctors gave each other a worried look. "How do you know it is months?"
"Well, the crash caused severe bone fractures, I guess." Simon began. "And when I woke up, I had no casts. The average healing time after such an injury is two to three months, so I guessed that is how long I was out."
The nurse came in with the glass of water and said something to the doctor. The doctors gave each other another worried look. "We will let you rest, Simon." The doctor said. "I'm sure that your family will be here soon."
The doctors left, leaving Simon a tad confused. Maybe he was out o bit longer than he expected. Simon closed his eyes and rested for a moment. His rest was interrupted by the sound of a slamming door and screaming brothers and father. He recognized them, but they were all still very blurry, as Simon didn't wore his glasses. But he recognized the red blur that ran towards him and the green blur that stood in the doorway.
"SIMON, I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU'RE AWAKE!" Alvin yelled as he threw his arms around his brother.
"BIG BROTHER." Theodore yelled as he hugged Simon.
"Hey, you guys." Simon said.
"Man, It's good to hear your voice again, Simon." Alvin said. "I really missed it."
"C'mon you guys." Simon said, as he pushed his brothers of him. "I'm sure those few months weren't so bad."
Silence. "What?" Simon asked.
"Maybe you first need to wear these." A voice Simon recognized as the voice of Dave. Dave handed over Simon's glasses. Simon closed his eyes. It hurt a bit as his eyes adjusted to the better vision. The room went from blurry to clear. He saw his brother and father clearly now. Now blinked a few times. Did they change? Alvin and Theodore were a bit taller than he could remember. Theodore was a bit less chubby. Even Dave seemed older, a bit more gray in his hair.
Then the pieces fell in place. His raspy voice. His legs that had much trouble moving. The reaction of the nurse. The doctors with those weird questions. The sudden change in his brothers' appearance. He knew it had to be true, but he wished it wasn't.
"Dave?" Simon asked, knowing he wouldn't like the answer. "H-how long was I out?"
"Simon, you must know that you had a serious accident and that …" Dave began.
"How long ago was the accident!" Simon yelled.
Alvin placed his hand on Simon's shoulder. Tears in his eyes. "Three years, Simon." Alvin said. "You've been in a coma for three years."
Simon's head started to spin. "Three years?" he whispered. "That's …wow …WHAT!"
"Keep it easy, Simon." Theodore said. "The doctors said that you were in perfect health after all your bones and injuries were healed…only you didn't wake up."
"Three years?" he whispered to himself. "Wait, If our band didn't perform for three years, then how did we raise the money?"
"Alvin and Brittany started recording records together." Dave said. "And all our previous CD's are still selling as crazy, so money wasn't a problem. Certainly not after…" Dave cut himself off.
"After what?" Simon asked.
"I'll tell you later." Dave said.
Simon remembered something. "How is Jeanette? Did she survive?"
"You saved her life." Theodore said. "She is you forever grateful."
Simon couldn't restrain himself. He had to ask. "D-did she …found someone in those three years?"
Alvin smiled. "She hasn't and she didn't want to."
"How do you mean?" Simon asked.
"Only the fact that she visited you every single day in the first six months. The spent her whole days in your room. The hospital had to forbid her to come in certain hours, at request of Miss Miller, so she could go back to school." Alvin said. "After that she visited you every two days, then three days and for the last few years she came every week and the weekends."
Simon blushed. "She did that?"
"Well, you choose a good day to wake up." Dave said. "She always visit you on Fridays and visiting hours start in 10 minutes."
"I'll go wait for her." Alvin said, running to the door. He stopped and looked at his brother. "It's really good to have you back, Simon."
"Glad to be back." Simon smiled.
Jeanette hummed the tune of her favorite song as she rode to the hospital on her bike. She had not changed a lot. She had grown and still was the tallest of her sisters. Her hair was now a bit shorter and she wore it in a ponytail. She had the right age to drive a car and her driving license, but she didn't want a car. After what happened to Simon, she was too scared to drive one, but never had trouble sitting in one. She drove her bike on the hospital's parking lot and went to her usual place to park her bike. When she walked to the entrance of the hospital she noticed that Alvin was standing there, walking circles. She waved at him. "Alvin!"
Alvin smiled and waved. She gave him a hug. "Did you also came to visit Simon?"
Alvin got a worried expression. "Walk with me, Jen." He said as he walked in the hospital.
Jeanette followed him. She became worried. "What is it? What happened?"
"There is a …change in Simon's condition." Alvin said. "None of us saw this coming. It just …happened."
Jeanette's heart sped up. Please, let it be something minor. Please let him be okay. They arrived at Simon's room. Theodore and Dave were standing outside, all worried expressions. Dave opened the door.
"You better prepare yourself, Jeanette." Dave said as Jeanette slowly walked to the door. She didn't notice Alvin sneaking behind her, with a playful grin on his face.
"He's just dying to speak to you." Alvin said as he pushed her in the room and closed the door. Jeanette tripped, causing her glasses to fall. After she had found them she put them on.
"Stupid Alvin." Jeanette whispered.
"Yeah, he can be a pain in the butt sometimes, isn't it?" A voice said. She knew that voice. She recognized that voice. But it didn't sound like the voice she remembered. But still it was it. The voice she hadn't heard in three years. She slowly turned her head to the source of the voice. And what she saw she didn't believe. Simon was sitting up straight, with a small smile on his face. He waved at her.
She stood up and did a few steps in Simon's direction. "S-S-Simon? " She asked. "I-i-i-s that you." Tears were welling up in her eyes.
"Well, this is my room, I guess." Simon said. "It's great to see you Jeanette."
Jeanette slapped her hand in front her eyes. "This can't be, it must be a dream." She yelled. "I'm dreaming this."
"Jeanette, it isn't a dream. I am …" Simon said, wanting to stand up, but had forgotten that his legs were still weak. He fell on the ground. Jeanette gasped. "Simon, are you hurt?"
"Sure, now you believe me." Simon smiled as Jeanette helped him back on the bed. They looked at each other for a few moments. Then Simon opened his arms. "Can I have a hug now?"
Jeanette threw herself in Simon's arms, crying. She almost had forgotten how this felt. She cried on his chest. "You are really here. You are really awake."
Simon, who also had trouble keeping his eyes dry, caressed Jeanette's hair. "I'm back. Three years is a long time, I guess."
"And for three years, I waited." Jeanette cried. "Waited for you to wake up. I never lost hope, never gave up. Neither did my sisters, your brother or Dave. You had to wake up."
Simon lifted Jeanette's chin up a bit, so she looked directly in his eyes. "I'm awake now. And a prettier sight I couldn't wish for." He locked his lips with hers'. Jeanette threw her arms around Simon's neck and kissed back. For a few minutes, the only thing that mattered for those two was each other. That moment was interrupted as the door flew open and two girls ran inside.
"SIMON!" The two girls yelled as they threw themselves at Simon to hug him.
"Brittany? Eleanor?" Simon asked. They released him, drying their tears. Brittany also had grown taller and her hair was twice the length he remembered. Eleanor had also received a grow spurt and was less chubby. She was nearly as thin as Brittany. Her hair was also longer, but still in those two ponytails he remembered. "It's great to see you."
"Not as great it is to see you, Simon." Brittany said. "And I see that Jeanette got her wish too."
Simon and Jeanette were still in each other's arms. They quickly released each other, blushing fiercely.
"I bet Alvin already told you that she visited every week?" Eleanor asked.
"Yeah." Simon said.
"Did he also tell you that Jeanette kept talking to you, hoping for you to answer her." Brittany said. "She kept telling you that she was sorry and that it was her fault and …"
"I get the picture, Britt." Simon said. "Jeanette, It wasn't your fault. I hope you realize that."
"I realized that a long time ago." Jeanette said, giving Simon a kiss on the cheek. "But I felt so sorry."
"I know, sis." Eleanor said. "But you can't keep …"
This conversation was interrupted by a knock on the door and the sound of Alvin's voice. "Can we come in now?" he asked.
"What's the secret password?" Simon joked.
"Knuckle Sandwich, if you're not careful." Alvin joked back as he walked in the room. Brittany flew in his arms and kissed him. "He's awake, Alvin." Brittany said. "I can't believe it."
"We all can't." Eleanor said, as she took Theodore's hand and gazed lovingly in his eyes.
"My guess is that you came together after my accident." Simon asked. "How's Miss Miller?"
The five chipmunks exchanged looks with each other. Simon could guess what was going on.
"Don't tell me that Miss Miller …" Simon began.
"She died of a heart attack a year ago." Jeanette said, tears welling up in her eyes. "No-one saw it coming."
"She died happily in her sleep." Dave said. "I think she knew this was coming, but was too proud to tell us."
"Too stubborn is a better word." Brittany smiled. "She left us the house and a fortune. A small, but nevertheless royal piece went to Dave."
"Miss Miller was richer than she pretended to be." Alvin said.
"But who is taking care of you?" Simon asked the Chipettes.
"Dave." Eleanor said. "We're living in their house."
"Well, It's a new house." Dave said. "after the Chipettes moved in we had to buy a larger house."
"We sold our old house to a nice family." Jeanette said. "Like Miss Miller had instructed in her will."
"She left us her will on a DVD, if you want to watch it." Theodore said.
"Maybe later, if I'm done getting used to my new life." Simon said. "And after we have recorded our come-back CD."
"YEAH, The Chipmunks are reunited." Alvin yelled.
"This is going to be awesome." Theodore yelled.
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