A/N: This is my first fanfic ever and it has two (or actually 4 OC's) in it. Hope you like it! I DON'T OWN THE CHIPMUNKS OR OTHER CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY (except my OC's) PLEASE REVIEW! I know that the chapters in this story are long, but please read...
The thing that changed their lives
Chapter 1 ( Meet Dylan and Whitney)
He couldn't believe it. He was actually going to meet The Chipmunks, his idols from a such long time he couldn't actually remember how long it had been. But now he had finally collected the money to buy an airplane-ticket to LA, where the Chipmunks lived.
He was thrilled, but only thing which just kept bugging him, was his friend Josh.
"Come on Dylan! You don't want to miss the plane!" yelled Josh, his best and only human friend, whose hair was still messy because they were in so much hurry in the morning that he hadn't had enough time to fix it. He was only weraing a pair of baggy jeans and a red sweater, which didn't actually suit him very well. "he has no sense on style"
"Coming!" He yelled to Josh. He had to yell because otherwise josh wouldn't had heard his tiny little chipmunk voice from the huge crowd. He was VERY excited because he knew that he would meet the chipmunks in maybe less than a week. He had it all planned out, he had found out the chipmunks adress from the internet and was heading there straight when he got to LA.
"You know Dylan, you move slow even for a chipmunk." Josh yelled causing everyone to glimpse at the chipmunk at their feet. After all, you didn't see a talking chipmunk every day.
"Watch it, Josh! I beat you in that running contest once, remember?" he exclaimed. "And I'm slow today only because it is like the greatest day of my life and I don't want to miss a thing about it and I deffinetely don't want you to ruin my good mood right now."
"Hey, hey. With all that shouting and raging you're only going to ruin your own mood you know. And for that running contest, you only beat me 'cause I had been sick all week and..."
Dylan closed his ears for the rest of what Josh said because there was an announcement, which said that their plane would be leaving soon at the gate number 3, so they got to hurry or they would miss it.
"Josh! Stop complaining and help me here! Our plane is leaving and you're just standing there like a statue! Get that fat butt of yours moving, We are going to miss our plane and it's all your fault!"
"Hey.. what! What did you say! You're the one here that is complaining and my butt is NOT fat! And by the way, still don't get it? The plane is not for us, remember. I'm not coming to LA with you."
"Oh, whatever. The plane is just for me then, but now, GET MOVIN'! I don't want to miss MY flight just because YOU are just standing there and not helping ME to carry MY luggage and preventing people from stomping on ME!
By that moment a huge shoe landed right next to him. Only thing that Dylan saw was that it was polished and black and he could see a reflection of himself on it.
"S-see that's what I meant" he yelled his voice still shaking from a shock he got when almost got turned into a chipmunk pancake.
"Sheesh... sometimes I wonder how can I stand him around" Josh mumbled to himself.
"What was that" Dylan exclaimed after hearing Josh to mumble on his own.
"Oh nothing..."
"Oh, whatever" he groaned "Just get the luggage and the ticket. I still don't want to miss my flight."
"You're not going to miss your flight" Josh said waving his arm like there was nothing to worry about.
"Yes I will if you don't get moving!"
"Nope, you won't and I don't even want to, because I can't stand you around for another minute"
"Thanks Josh" Dylan replied sarcastically "I'm sure I WON'T miss you too." He said and grinned.
"Whatever, just get to your plane..."
On the other side of the world
"What did you say! You're not telling me that I'm somehow related to the Chipettes! Like the world-famous pop-star chipettes!
"Well it's kinda obvious because there is definitely not many talking chipmunks on this planet and after my research of your family and DNA I've found that they are indeed related to you. I found out about this after I had tested..."
"Just stop there will you. You know I don't understand a thing about your researchs or test results of any kind." she stopped her and after that she took a deep breath and started talking with some hope on her face.
"Are you absolutely certain that they really are related to me, because they are like this super famous pop-stars and I'm just... well... me."
"Yes, I'm one hundred and ten percent positive about the fact that you are indeed related to the chipettes."
"Wow, Molly... this comes so fast. I don't know how to react about the fact that I would be related to someone that popular, it's just... great." She actually thought that the word great didn't describe her feelings at all. She didn't actually even know a word what would have. Maybe there wasn't a word for that at all.
"Molly..."
"Yes Whitney"
"There is just no way I could describe what I feel right now"
"Whitney, you don't have to because I guess I know how you feel. For me at least hearing that I'm related to someone that popular would completely shock me and definitely if those people would be chipmunks! Well, actually I think you can't say people when you are talking about chipmunks but I guess you got my point.
They both chuckled a bit.
"Thanks Molly. You really made me feel better with that. You know... you've always been there for me. Even through the saddest times like when I heard that my parents are dead" (a tear rolled down from his eye) "But let's not think about that. I'm just saying that you are my best friend and you will always be."
"Aww... now you're just making me sad Whitney, but, you are too my best friend I've got to admit that."
"Yeah... like best friend 4 ever" she chuckled "Always together" then she suddenly turned sad "Even though I haven't met any of my own species"
Happiness faded from Molly's face when she heard her to say those words. But then her face brightened up again as she got an idea.
"Whitney. How would you feel about meeting the chipettes."
"What! Seriously! Like um.. what!
"I think I have just enough savings to buy you an airplane ticket to LA. So... how would that sound?"
"Molly, you don't have to use your savings on me. I know you've wanted to buy that expensive dress and that beautiful diamond necklace so don't use your savings on me but to yourself because I'm only a little chiffmunff..."
Molly had put a finger on Whitney's mouth so that she couldn't speak.
"Whitney... I've already made up my mind and you can't change it. You are going to meet the chipettes during this week or my name isn't Molly Jackson!" she shouted and then Whitney knew she couldn't change her mind because she had seen this determination before and she knew what it meant. If she would try to argue with her, she could barely last for three minutes before getting beaten by her.
"So why wouldn't you go to pack your bags because you are leaving today."
"Today! But Molly..."
"No buts because I've made my mind. You are leaving to LA today and nothing is going to prevent you from meeting the chipettes"
That made Whitney sad because she knew it would maybe be the last time they would ever see each other. But still she couldn't help but to smile a bit. She was going to meet the chipettes!
At the same time in LA
"I'm bored!" Alvin shouted loud enough for everyone to hear.
"Then why wouldn't you clean up your room? I still have some homework to do and Theo is making dinner. You could also make yourself useful for once in awhile. Remember that the chipettes are coming over tomorrow and I bet that you don't want your room to be a mess when they do." Simon yelled from another room.
Alvin ignored Simon's comment completely except the part that the chipettes were coming. Then he got an idea. He could do something after all but when it comes to Alvin, it wasn't cleaning up his room.
He scurried to the kitchen as quickly as he could and yelled to Theodore "Hey! Theo! Need your help for something!"
Theodore perked his ears as he heard it and jumped off the counter right next to Alvin "So, what is it?" he asked and then Alvin whispered something into his ear.
"Nu-uh! I'm not going to help you with that" Theodore exclaimed "And I think you shouldn't do something like that either. After that the chipettes would probably hate you... A LOT!"
"Oh come on Theo! It'll be fun"
"No! I'm not helping you and I have made my mind." he huffed
"Fine I'll do it myself then" Alvin snapped
"Fine, whatever but I'm not a part of this, but now, excuse me, I'm going back to read my cook book."
Alvin was mad for his little brother who refused to help him but thought that he could pull off out his little plan himself. A grin spread across Alvin's face when he thought about the faces that everybody would have after his little... trick. They would be totally stunned. "he he hee"
After dinner Theodore decided to talk to Simon about his older brother Alvin.
"Simon, there's something I need to tell you"
Simon turned towards his little brother and asked "So what is it Theo?"
Theodore rolled his head just to make sure that Alvin wasn't anywhere near and then started talking a little worry in his voice "Simon, I think that Alvin is planning to do a some kind of a prank to the girls tomorrow and I'm worried about it so I decided to talk about it to you."
"Well first I gotta know what kind of a prank is it so that we can prevent Alvin from performing it"
"That's the problem, I don't know! He didn't explain it to me!
"Wait, wait, wait... he told THIS to you?" Simon asked from his little brother wondering.
"Yeah. He came to me when I was making dinner and asked me to help with something so I asked what is it and he told it to me but of course I denied to help him."
"You did just the right thing Theodore. But now you got me really worried. I think we should tell about this to Dave."
"NO!" He exclaimed.
"Then why not?" Simon asked
"I don't want Dave get angry again because when he does he becomes so... s-scary" he whimpered
"Okay then let's not tell Dave then but I think we should keep an eye on Alvin in case that he really is going to do something that stupid"
That relieved Theodore "Thanks Si, I knew I could trust you" he said hugging his brother.
"Don't worry Theo, it's going to be just fine" he said then lowering his voice almost out of hear "I truly hope so..." Theodore didn't hear the last comment of his brother because was so busy embracing him.
"Well it's almost seven o'clock so, want to watch a movie with me before we get to sleep?" Simon asked
"Sure! But I'm picking the film tonight" he exclaimed.
Theodore had already ran to the living room, before Simon could say anything. He didn't actually enjoy the fact that Theo would pick a film but he guessed it would make him feel better so he just followed Theo to the living room and sat next to him to watch some animated movies.
"Theo I guess this is fine, but please next time, let me to choose a film. I'm sure I can find a movie we both like"
Theo just smiled at his older brother because even though he had grown, he was still too young to understand that the thing Simon had just said actually meant that he didn't like the film at all. Theodore was just so happy that he could spend an evening with his older brother.
Theo snuggled next to Simon and before Simon could realize, Theodore was sleeping.
Simon just smiled and put a blanket on top of his brother "Good night Theodore"
Theodore just mumbled something in his sleep which made Simon smile even more.
"Good night indeed" he said silently, thinking about tomorrow.
A/N: Awww... brotherly love. Isn't that cute?
Next afternoon
It was 16.15, when the chipmunks finished their homework and went to kitchen to check if there was anything to eat. They jumped on the kitchen counters and started to search food from the cabinets.
"Well... let's see... nope" , Alvin mumbled opening another cabinet with a little pull, "Hope there's some cheeseballs left"
"Yeah, maybe for you but I think I speak for both, me and Theo when I say that I hope that there's some toaster waffles left in here somewhere."
"Mmm... toaster waffles..." Theodore said drooling.
"See. Told you so" Simon responded chuckling.
"Whatever... HEY! There they are!" Alvin shouted excitedly.
"What? Where? Cant see 'em." Simon and Theo wondered in unison almost expecting Alvin to yell 'caught you,' but he didn't.
"Look! Over there on the top shelf!" he exclaimed excitedly.
"Yeah I see them now, but they are so h-high" Theodore said his voice shaking because he was afraid of hights.
"Don't worry, I'll get them down for you" Alvin said and hopped on to the first shelf "They'll be down in no time."
Theodore then let out a sigh "Phew.." He didn't have to climb up after all.
At the moment Alvin reached the top shelf, the doorbell rang.
"It's the Chipettes!" Simon and Theodore yelled scaring Alvin who began to wobble on the edge of the upper shelf.
Then he fell down, but luckily he was agile and fast enough to turn aroun in the air and land on all fours not hurting himself.
"I almost died back there! And it's all because of you scared me!" He snapped and glared at his brothers.
"Well you didn't so come on" Simon chuckled almost sarcastically when Dave came to open the door for the girls and Claire. The door opened and a loud voice was heard "HI GUYS!" the chipettes beamed.
"Hi girls, Claire" Dave said politely "So how are you doing?"
"Well... first we've got some news about well.. it's a surprise, but otherwise we're doing just fine. Right girls"
"Yeah!"
"Well at least the chipettes look very happy today. Does it have something to do with that surprise of yours?"
"Well I could say that, but please let us in first. It's kinda windy out here."
"Of course, of course come in." Dave said embarrassed for not noticing that before.
Then they all walked in and quickly took off their jackets.
"So... What's the surprise?" Alvin asked Claire excitedly.
"Wait and see Alvin. But why wouldn't we go to the living room so that I can tell you the news?"
Claire didn't have to say anything else before the chipmunks and Dave were already in the living room because they all loved surprises. Even Dave. Then the chipettes went to sit next to the chipmunks and Claire sat down on the armchair and took a deep breath.
"So. We heard this thing from a person called Molly Jackson, who lives in Australia. She called us yesterday and told me this thing and at the first, I couldn't believe my own ears as she explained it to me."
"Stop the unnecessary babbling and get to the point!" Alvin exclaimed getting a punch from Simon.
"Alvin. Manners," he snapped silently.
"Fine... You may continue Claire..." Alvin groaned still rubbing his sore arm.
"Don't worry Alvin, this won't take too long." Then she started thinking a way to tell the rest of the story. Then she spoke, "On the phone, Molly Jackson told me that the chipettes have umm... a cousin"
"That's no surprise!" Alvin interrupted "Everyone has cousins"
"No, no, no... not like any ordinary cousin, but a TALKING chipmunk"
"WHAAAT?" All the boys shouted in a surprise.
"I didn't know there was more of us" Alvin exclaimed.
"Neither did anyone else, but Molly reassured me that it is true."
"This is amazing!" Simon yelled.
"We know! Isn't it just wonderful that there is more of us and even related to us!" The eldest chipette, Brittany beamed.
"I wonder if she's hot!" Alvin said causing a little shade of jealousy creep on Brittany's face, but it disappeared quickly.
"We don't know how she looks, but I'll guess you see it when she comes."
Now was the time for the chipettes to shout 'what?' in a surprise.
"Didn't I tell you that she's coming?"
"Um, NO!" Brittany screamed.
"Well anyway she's coming in a week to our place and when she does we will make sure that she meets you four soon enough." Claire guaranteed.
"Well that's good enough for now but by the way, what's her name? It would be kinda awkward if she came to our house and we didn't know anything about her, so please tell us her name." Dave said.
"Well, Molly did mention it but I can't quite remember... hmm... Gwen, no... Jackson is the last name anyway but the first name was umm... Yeah! It was Whitney, Whitney Jackson.
"Whitney huh? That is a pretty name but I guess I prefer Brittany more" Alvin mumbled making Brittany blush ans giggle silently.
"Well, anyhoo! Let's eat something. I'm starving!
Then Theodore and Simon remembered that they still hadn't eaten anything and their bellies growled loudly at the same time causing everyone to laugh.
"Well then I guess we SHOULD eat something indeed" Dave said still chuckling a bit.
"Let's eat"
Then they all walked to the kitchen and sat on their usual spots; Alvin next to Brittany and on their left side Simon and Jeanette and on their right side Theodore and Eleanor. Dave and Claire didn't sit down because they started to prepare some dinner when the chipmunks just chatted to each other on the table.
Then Alvin remembered something and his ears shot up and his eyes widened as he said "Oh no..."
Then Dave opened a package of toaster waffles and a bunch of spring snakes popped out scaring Dave who fell on the floor.
Before Alvin could sneak away a loud yell was heard
"AALLVIIIIN!"
Everybody just laughed except Alvin and Dave who were chasing each other around the house.
"It seems that Alvin's prank wasn't meant for the chipettes after all" Simon whispered into his brothers ear.
Then they both just suddenly started laughing as Dave ran through the kitchen again right behind Alvin whose face was like he had seen a ghost. A truly memorable face indeed.
They couldn't help it anymore. All of them started laughing even more hysterically. Even Claire.
This is the greatest dinner ever!
Dylan's POV
The landing was successful. Now he just had to find his contact who would help him to manouvre through all the necessary thing like carrying his heavy luggage, (well it was heavy for Dylan) and again preventing people from stepping on him and of course getting him a taxi and to pay it because Dylan didn't have any dollars.
Dylan saw his contact, who somehow looked familiar to him, but he didn't remember who it was and rushed towards him. From a close distance he finally recognized him. It was Ian Hawke, the evil chipmunks ex manager.
Dylan started to walk away from him hoping that he hadn't seen him but realized quickly he couldn't have been more wrong.
"There you are!" Ian yelled and started running towards Dylan's direction.
Dylan didn't know what he should do. Should he shout for help or just run away with his heavy luggage. Then he got an idea as he saw a man with a large luggage bag on wheels. He hopped on the bag and was very pleased when he noticed that Ian hadn't seen what had happened and also he was happy to get a ride to the front door, where the taxis waited.
He hopped on the floor and started walking towards the first free taxi and got inside it.
The cab driver hadn't noticed Dylan to get in so he was shocked when he heard a high pitched voice at the back of his ear. "To this adress please" Dylan showed a little note to the taxi driver.
The taxi driver driver was in shock. He didn't know what to do so he just started driving towards the address he had been shown.
Dylan sat down on the back seat relieved that he had gotten away from Ian so easily, "Phew.." he sighed.
Then a though creeped to his mind. 'Why did Josh arrange Ian to escort me to the chipmunks' After spinning the though in his mind for a while, he came up with a perfect solution. 'He had just thought that he wold arrange me someone who had seen and been acting with talking chipmunks before. Yeah... That has got to be the answer!' He thought and he was actually right, but he didn't waste any more precious thoughts on that subject.
After all, he was on his way to see the chipmunks!
Whitney's POV
Whitney was usually very strong mentally, but now she just felt pure panic and fright. Why hadn't she remembered that she was scared of flying BEFORE she actually got on the plane. She felt so alone and unprotected even though the plane was full of people who were on this same situation but seemed to be all calm and relaxed. She actually had to sit like this for so many hours that she couldn't even think about it. Even one hour would be too much in this state of mind of a chipmunk.
But now she had to just sit there shivering and praying it would be over soon.
Whitney was so lost in her own thoughts that when a flight attendant came to her and asked if she would like anything to drink, she almost jumped out of her pants (well, she would have if chipmunks actually wore pants) and screamed in pure surprise.
Her heart started again, beating like mad and remained silent so the flight attendant just shrugged her shoulders and walked away as she got no answer.
When her heart finally stopped beating like mad, she tried to calm herself down but couldn't make it before an announcement was heard from the captain
"Dear passengers, we have started landing, please put on your seatbelts" Then a loud boom was heard outside of the plane and after that came a long silent moment. "Dear passengers" captain finally spoke again "We seem to have lost an engine, but because we have already started landing, we should probably be able lo land safe and sound, so don't worry at all. Even though now the rest of the flight will be a little more bumpy than the first part."
'A little more bumpy?' Whitney thought. 'Wasn't the first part bad enough already? And what did the captain say? We should PROBABLY be able to land? What the heck is that probably doing there?' Whitney paniced in her thoughts.
Whitney screamed as the plane suddenly lost altitude and dug her claws deep into the seat she was sitting on causing the stuffing to poor out.
After very much screaming and praying, the plane finally landed and the passengers got out.
After getting out of the plane, Whitney was still shaking and reminded herself that she would NEVER do that again.
Whitney met her contact near the exit. It was a young, kind looking woman. She helped to carry Whitney's little white luggage bag ( little because she didn't really own anything except some spare clothes and makeup)
They got on a taxi and the woman said something to the driver, who instantly started driving.
Whitney was sitting on the back seat and looked up to the clouds, because she couldn't actually see anything else from her chipmunk point of view.
As she looked up to the clouds, she suddenly got some of her confidence back as she remembered the reason for the terrifying flight. She was actually going to see the chipettes now...
...Her cousins!
Back at the chipmunk's house
'Ding dong!', the doorbell rang
"Who could that be?" Dave wondered, "It can't be the chipmunks because their school hasn't ended yet" He went to open the door but for Dave's surprise, nobody was there. Just a taxi waiting for something across the street.
"Ahem..."
The voice made Dave's heart skip a beat. It actually came from the ground. Then he turned his head towards the voice and saw a blonde furred chipmunk standing in front of his feet.
"Hi, Dave." the chipmunk greeted.
Dave shocked "How do you know my name? And wait... did you just talk?"
"Well... to answer your first question, I'd say that there's a lot of people who know you. The chipmunk's current manager and for the second question. Yes I did, and you should know."
"Wait, wait, wait... Are YOU the chipette's cousin?"
"Who's chipettes?" the chipmunk said obviously wondering, so Dave believed that he wasn't.
"Ok, forget it." Dave replied "But now tell me, actually, who are you?"
"Let's just start with my name okay? ...I'm Dylan. Nice to meet you." The chipmunk said "and I'm here to meet the chipmunks and well... you."
Dave was shocked. No-one of the chipmunks fans had actually wanted to meet him.
"Me? Are you sure?" Dave asked almost stunned.
"Yeah, you."Dylan said " Umm... Dave. Could you please let me in. I'm getting cold in here."
Dave embarrassed as he noticed that this was already the second time he had done this in the past few days. "Sure, you seem like a well behaved guy, so... come in. Make yourself feel at home."
"I don't actually have a home" Dylan mumbled under his breath.
"What was that?" Dave asked very concerned about the tone in his voice.
"Oh, nothing important" the chipmunks said as he stepped inside.
Dave just shook his shoulders and started inspecting his new guest.
"Dave."
"Yes, what is it?" he asked
"Could you pay for my taxi. I don't have any money."
Dave was about to start argue with Dylan because he didn't like surprises like this but he got interrupted before he even started " Thank you Dave, that's so kind of you"
Dave was going to explode. This chipmunk just came in and was already begging him to pay something. Even though he was angry at the chipmunk, he couldn't resist his way of speaking.
Dave remained silent a moment but after a few seconds, he rushed to the kitchen to get his wallet and got outside slamming the door behind him and huffing "Why did I let that chipmunk talk me in to this?"
After Dave had paid the taxi and got back in, he realized that Dylan was just sitting there on his huge (for a chipmunk) luggage bag and spinning his head, just staring at the room.
"So this is where the chipmunks live" he said almost dreaming and swaying his tail slowly from side to side.
Dave felt all of his hatred disappear as he looked at the wondering chipmunk. He looked so helpless but still so happy.
"Yeah. But it's not much though"
"What! Are you kidding me! It's perfect!" he exclaimed happily.
"You think so?"
"Of course I do" he said this time more calmly "It's the greatest house I've ever been. Well... It's actually the only house I've been."
"So are you saying that you don't have a home?"
Dylan then turned sad and nodded. "I've only managed this far because humans have donated me food and some necessary and even unnecessary stuff like blankets, cotton and even toilet paper."
"So why do you have such a heavy luggage bag then."
"Well... I have been lucky in the past few moths and got some money to buy me some real stuff like this hoodie and a couple of CD's and of course a plane ticket to LA."
"Well. Let's stop talking about me. Dave, cold you show me the chipmunks room. I've always wanted to see them so I would be very honored to visit their room."
"Sure, umm... Dylan. Follow me."Dave said trying to remember the chipmunk's name.
Then he showed Dylan where the chipmunks room was.
"So why are here six beds?" he asked.
"The rest three are for the chipettes I mentioned before" Dave said "They don't actually live here, but they sleep here pretty often with the chipmunks."
Then Dylan walked towards the three "extra" beds and as he came close enough, a strong smell filled his chipmunk nose. It was definitely a scent of a female. Dylan knew it instantly after he smelled it even though he hadn't actually smelled it ever before.
"So... They are girls?" He said.
"Yeah, but I guess you could tell it by the name, chipettes, don't you think?"
Dylan thought about it and then responded "Yeah, I guess so. So, what are their names?" he asked politely.
Well, the pink bed belongs to Brittany, who is the oldest of the chipettes. The purple bed belongs to Jeanette and the green bed belongs to Eleanor, the youngest of them. And I suppose you know whose beds the rest are.
"Yeah, I guess so" he said as he thought of the names of the chipettes. "They are all pretty names. Wonder how they look like. Well Dave, are the chipmunks and the chipettes well... umm... dating?" He asked pretty curiously. "NO! Don't answer that! I wouldn't want anybody to speak about my own personal life and I guess they wouldn't want it either."
Dave was actually going to tell him, but if he didn't want, so...
"So? You were carrying a luggage bag. Do you have a place in mind you would like to stay in, because I wold be happy to rent you a room from some near motel or so"
"Actually, Dave. I would like to stay here." Then he suddenly placed his paws on top of his mouth and mumbled "stupid, stupid, stupid..."
"What's the matter?" Dave asked wondering.
"It's just... I shouldn't have just blurted that out like that." he said scared of of how Dave would react.
"Well, as you told me. You don't have a home, no place to stay, so... in every situation, I would have the same answer even if you asked nicely or not."
'Here it comes' Dylan thought 'He won't let me stay because I ruined it with that stupid comment'
"Either way, I would have said yes."
"Ok. I'll be gone in no ti... Wait? What did you say?" he had been so sure that he would have to leave that he hadn't paid much attention on what Dave said. "You are actually letting me to stay?"
"Well, to be honest. I kinda feel some compassion on you because of your past AND it'll be much cheaper for me to keep you here than to rent you a room from some motel, so... You are free to stay."
"Oh thank you so much Dave! You don't have any idea how much I appreciate this. How can I ever repay you?"
"Well... there's one thing you could do"
"Anything!"
"You could tell me a proper explanation of who you are and what are you doing here."
"Oh, right..." he said finally composing himself again "I guess we should go to the living room then and take a seat. It's going to be a long story."
"If it's going to be as long as you say, I should probably get us something to eat then."
As fast as Dave had finished that sentence, Dylan's belly started to growl like crazy as he remembered he hadn't eaten anything in almost a day.
Dave just laughed "Well, then I guess I'll have to hurry."
"Please Dave. I'm starving!" Dylan said already drooling from thinking about all kinds of foods Dave could make. "Please hurry."
Dave just laughed and headed to kitchen.
Dylan found a nice spot from an armchair and cuddled in it very tired from the trip he had had.
Soon enough, Dave came from kitchen carrying two plates. One was an actual size and the other was a chipmunk sized plate, both full of all kinds of treats.
Dylan started to gobble the food as fast as he could and didn't seem to notice Dave, whose face suddenly had turned into a thinking one. He didn't like the way when you gobble the food as fast as you could, but then Dave calmed down when he thought that Dylan had had a long trip behind him, so this time, he didn't mind.
Dylan then finished the meal with a loud burp and started talking.
"So, This is my story"
Couple of hours later...
The front door was opened.
"We're back! Nothing unusual happened at school so no need to ask anything" Alvin shouted from the door.
"Yeah, except that you threw a paper plane in Ryan's eye and got two hours of detention" Simon pointed out.
"It wasn't my fault! He begged for it!"
"How?..." Simon asked almost sarcastically "Still waiting..."
"Well it wasn't my fault anyway!"
"Well... Ok. I'm not going to start arguing with you now." Simon stopped the conversation. "By the way, why hasn't Dave said anything yet. Usually he starts yelling at least when he hears that you got attention... again." Simon shot a glare at Alvin and Alvin did the same thing for Simon.
"Maybe something has happened to him!" Theodore worried.
"Don't worry Theo" Simon said calmly "I'm sure he hasn't just heard us to come yet.
"Let's search him! Who finds him first, gets a release from doing the laundry."
"We're in!" Simon and Theodore exclaimed back at Alvin.
"So... ready, set... GO!" They all rushed to different directions.
They looked from all over the house but didn't seem to find him. Then they all rushed to the living room without knowing about each other and bumped together because they didn't see each other.
"Hey! Watch it!"
"Ssh!" Simon hushed "It looks like Dave is talking to somebody."
"Yeah, an empty chair!" Alvin almost shouted "Great, he has finally gone nuts!"
Then Dave turned his face towards the chipmunks. "Hi guys, how was school?" Dave asked and remained silent clearly waiting for an answer.
Simon was just about to tell Dave about Alvin, but Dave interrupted him. "Oh, nevermind... Guys, I want you to meet someone."
Then a tiny smiling head appeared from the pillows on the armchair.
"Dave who, and WHAT is that?" Alvin asked marveling.
"Hi!" a high pitched voice said, "I'm Dylan, nice to meet you."
"Holy nuts! Did THAT thing just talk!
"Alvin, don't you recognize your own species? I'm a chipmunk after all" the stranger said. "And for that talking part. You should know."
Dave chuckled to himself as watching this very amusing scene but then talked. "Guys, meet Dylan. And Dylan, you probably know who these are."
"You bet I know who these are!" Dylan said as he jumped up from the pillows, revealing his full body to the chipmunks.
Chipmunks eyes sharpened as they started to observe this new guy. "The new guy" did the exact same thing to the chipmunks, but he was more like staring at them with admire, instead of observing them.
"So, what's that double D on your hoodie" Theodore asked.
"Oh, this... (pointing at the two crossed blue D's on his white hoodie) It's Just Dylan, but I guessed it would be copying if I had only one letter" he said glaring at Alvin, who nodded in agreement. "And besides. I think this is cooler."
Then Alvin winced as he heard what the chipmunk had said. "No, You're wrong. My A is way cooler than that!"
"Yeah, right..."
"What was that?"
"Nothing, I just think that mine is cooler, even though your is cool, but as I said, mine is cooler."
Then Alvin had it. He didn't like this guy at all. Nobody, and he meant NOBODY could ever mock Alvin Seville without any consequences. Then he got an idea.
"So... Dylan, or based on the two D's, A dumbass dork!"
Dylan's eyes filled with hatred. He was usually a very calm guy, but this time, Alvin had went too far.
"Excuse me? What was that? Did you just call me a dumbass dork?" His expression then suddenly turned into a very threatening one and started walking towards Alvin.
"I'm surprised that you heard that. I thought you were deaf too" Alvin said highlighting the D in the word.
"Now you've done it..."
They were now only inches away from each other as Dave just looked the scene obviously stunned from the quick change of atmosphere.
"And what are you going to do about it?" Alvin asked very arrogantly.
At this point, Simon and Theodore backed away, because they knew, this wouldn't end fine.
"Oh you'll see" Dylan responded now nose-to-nose with Alvin.
They just stared at each other until Dylan finally started laughing.
"What's so funny?" Alvin asked losing some of his self-confidence.
"It's just that I thought you would look like..." he took a short break "...more."
"Okay, that's it!" He got all his self-confidence back and he sent his fist flying towards Dylan's nose, who dodged it incredibly fast and at the same time grabbed Alvin's wrist and bent it downwards causing Alvin to wince in sudden pain. Then Dylan grabbed Alvin's shoulder and pushed it down forcing Alvin to go with it. He now had Alvin in perfect control.
Then Dylan crouched next to Alvin's ear and whispered."I don't want to hurt anybody, so you should probably drop that cocky attitude of yours so we can start all over. I really don't want anything bad happen to anybody and I just want to be your friend. So let me start from the beginning and I hope we can come good friends. By the way... I'm a huge fan of yours." Then he let go of Alvin who was stunned about what he had said.
"He is a fan?" he thought. " Maybe he isn't a bad guy after all..."
Dylan then reached for Alvin, who grabbed his paw with his. "Friends?"
"Friends." Alvin responded. "By the way, I didn't mean what I said about you."
"Well I did. And I still think my hoodie is cooler, but hey! It's just my own opinion!"
Then Alvin slightly punched Dylan in in the arm. "Well, at least we have the same type of humor"
They looked at each other and started laughing
Dave was shocked. What had just happened?
"Dylan, by the way. Could you teach me that thing you did for me, like the thing when you grabbed my arm."
"Sure! With pleasure. I would actually be honored to do so." he responded with a smile on his face.
"I don't even know why I started a fight in a first place."
"Well, I do" Simon said "I've read about animal behavior and I think It's about your instincts. Like when a male meets another male there's almost always a fight because the smell we leave behind. It's like when you smell another male, you start to feel like you should protect your own territory, so, Alvin was just protecting his territory from Dylan. It's perfectly normal."
Then Dave walked to the three chipmunks "So was that what happened?" he asked lifting his other eyebrow.
"Yeah, that was exactly what happened" Dylan said.
"Well... at least you showed Alvin who is the strongest male in the house." he said.
"No, I didn't" he said instantly "Alvin is the dominant male around here and I'm just a guest. I think I just got lucky with that fight."
Dave frowned and opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't find the words. "... Whatever" Then he walked away."
"Thanks for standing up for me" Alvin had sneaked behind Dylan.
"No problem"
"Umm.. did you mean what you said. Like that I'm the dominant male and stuff..."
"Of course I did"
"Cool! I'm still the best! Nobody can beat me because I'm Alvin Seville!" Alvin cheered making Dylan chuckle.
"So, Mr. I'm the best. What would you like to do. I saw some pretty interesting games back in your room. Want to play?"
"Sure! But... by the way, how much time do we have. Like, how long are you staying?" Alvin asked Dylan obviously very interested about it.
"Oh... forgot to tell you. I'm staying here." Dylan said calmly.
"What? For how long?"
"I don't know. Maybe a week or a month or a year... depends on Dave. At least he has already agreed that I stay here this night so.. you can pick any game you please. Don't worry about the time."
"Cool! Then I know just a perfect game!" Alvin exclaimed "Who wants to play 'Twist a Munk '?"
"WE DO!" Theodore and Simon shouted in unison.
"What's that?" Dylan questioned "I didn't see that in your room"
"Well... maybe you didn't see it because it's so small. It's actually a chipmunks sized twister"
"Twister..." Dylan seemed to think about it before answering "Guess that sounds fun. Ok, I'll give it a shot"
"Cool! But don't start crying when I beat you!" Alvin shouted as he turned to his room to get the game.
"What was that?" Dylan then started chasing Alvin "You're the one going down!"
The chipmunks (and even Dave) spent the whole evening playing different games and getting to know each other and when it was finally a time to go to bed, the chipmunks insisted to let Dylan sleep in their room. Dave couldn't resist their arguing and finally agreed to get the armchair to the boys bedroom. Dave put some pillows on the chair, turned out the lights and said goodnight, knowing that now the FOUR chipmunks would probably spend the whole night talking, but this time, he didn't mind.
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