Normal POV
Alvin #1
It was just another day in the Seville household. The sun was shining, birds were singing on the...oh wait, they just flew away from a shout. "ALVINNN!" a grown man with dark brown, almost black hair shouted. His arms were crossed as he tapped his foot, waiting for the culprit who smashed the vase on the floor. Suddenly, a small chipmunk wearing a red hoodie with a giant yellow A and a matching red hat skated down the railing of the stairs with his skateboard, whooping. Dave, panicking, grabbed his son off the board causing the empty board to fly at the wall, implanting in it with a cringy scrape. "Hey! Dave! I was practicing for the skateboard tournament!" Alvin shouted in displeasure. Dave gave him a stern look. "Alvin, that tournament's in a month".
"No, three weeks, four days, seven hours, and twenty three minutes to be exact!" Dave's look didn't change. "And besides, I need to practice day in and day out if I want to win it!" he challenged, cracking his knuckles in his hand. Dave responded "Ok, well change that time to two weeks, four days, seven hours and twenty five…" "Twenty three" "...twenty three minutes. You're grounded for a week for skating in the house". "What?!" Alvin shouted. "You heard me Alvin. I have told you countless times not to skateboard in the house, and since you didn't listen, my favorite vase is broken". He set his son on the ground and went to get a broom and dust pan.
"No, no, no, no, no, no, Dave, you don't understand, I have to win this competition! It's my life!" He begged. This continued on through cleaning the broken glass and until Dave began making lunch. Alvin was on his knees by then. "Please Dave, I need to practice!". "Oh, for the last time Alvin, NO!" Dave shouted. Alvin let his head fall and sulked out of the room. "Fine. Let me waste my time away. With each passing second is a second my life could be saved! If only….if only.." Alvin spoke dramatically, placing a hand to his head in a 'I'm going to faint' manner. "Drama isn't going to change my mind Alvin. Now, leave me alone". A huff was received in response. "Fine! But when I die from heartbreak…" "Alvin.." Dave spoke in warning. "Fine." Alvin ended finally, crossing his arms and walking away.
Deciding he didn't want to sit around, wasting his time, he decided to see what his brothers were up to. Earlier that day Simon asked Theodore and the girls to help him with a project of his. Of course because Alvin always ended up causing trouble, he wasn't invited which, despite Alvin's response that science was for nerds, really hurt him. He'd been avoiding the basement all day because of it. Deciding that that was better than chores, Alvin threw open the basement door and hopped down each step into the basement.
There we see Simon about to drip a green liquid into a bubbling purple one. Theodore, Brittany, Jeanette, and Eleanor were surrounding Simon, watching him in an intense air. But before anything could happen, Alvin runs up to them and says "Hey, what are you all doing?". Alvin had no idea Simon was about to do something important, so they all scream and Simon jerks away from the purple fluid. Thankfully, none got in the purple liquid, but some of it fell on Alvin and on a nearby outlet that was being used to heat up the purple liquid. "AHH! Oh, what, ALVIN?! What have I told you about barging in here unexpectedly?!" Simon yelled.
Alvin, holding his now chemical-infused hoodie, jumped and looked at at his older brother, a little hurt. "Do you know what could've just happened if I spilled too much of this into the boiling Benzoniate? The whole neighborhood could've exploded!" Simon continued. Everyone else glared a little at Alvin. "What? Well, how was I supposed to know you're conducting some dangerous experiment down here? And besides, you know I never listen to that, so why are you doing something dangerous in the first place?"
Simon didn't answer, a look of anger, confusion, and disbelief crossing his face. "He has a point, you know" Jeanette spoke up. "Well, even so, you should've just knocked or waited for me to come get you if I needed you" Alvin huffed and looked away, looking at some of the strange equipment down there. "You never need me for your experiments though!"
"That's the point" Simon countered. Alvin rolled his eyes.
Simon looked at his green liquid and saw it was almost completely empty. "And look, you've already almost ruined another experiment of mine. Again." Alvin looked back at Simon. "Well, once again, how am I supposed to know when you're doing another experiment that could potentially end the world? You never tell me"
"That's because you'll either want to help and make it worse, or you'll forget it and barge in anyways!" No one noticed during the heated argument that, the outlet that got some of the green liquid on was sparking. "Well, I'm sorry if my own brother wants to hang out and ask everyone but me to be a part of his fancy experiment. Guess I'm not good enough huh?" Alvin didn't realize it, but his deep, hidden feelings were beginning to come to life. "Alvin, I never said that…" "Oh no, I get it. Alvin tries to help but because he tries and something goes wrong, Alvin suddenly isn't good enough for his brother's little experiment!"
Simon held his head down in shame. He hadn't realized not inviting Alvin had this effect on him. "Alvin, it's not that he doesn't want you to help, it's that you don't listen to him all the time and end up making a mistake that had disastrous effects, that's all" Eleanor piped up. Jeanette whacked her sisters shoulder, lightly. "No, no, you don't have to explain, I know when I'm not wanted!" He said harshly. But while walking, Alvin spotted the half-plugged outlet where the green liquid fell. "Here, I'll even show you I can help without causing any trouble!" Alvin called out, walking to the outlet. He kept his brother's eye while going to plug it in all the way. But Jeanette saw it spark a little before Alvin touched it.
"Wait. ALVIN DON'T...!" she shouted, but not soon enough. Alvin grabbed the outlet and plugged it back in, causing him to be electrocuted. The fuse blew almost instantly, causing Alvin to be thrown back and the power to temporarily go out. The chipmunks all fell down and shielded themselves from the small blast. The gang waited a few tense moment, smoke clouding the basement space. When they thought it was safe, they all got up warily and looked around. The lights flickered every now and then, casting little light on the small basement. "Is everyone ok?" Simon called.
"I'm alright!" came from Eleanor
"Me too" came from Theodore.
"I'm ok" from Jeanette.
"Ugh, what's that smell?" came from Brittany.
Simon had a dropping feeling in his stomach. The lights flickered enough for him to see Alvin's body nearby, unmoving. "Alvin?" he called, but there was no answer. Simon bolted up, to his brother. "Alvin!?" he asked again, shaking him this time. Alvin's right hand was a little burnt and his clothes were covered in soot. His face was still and had some soot covering it too. He looked peaceful like he was asleep, or even unconscious. At least that's what Simon thought. But, then Simon realized he wasn't breathing. Simon's own breathing stopped. "Alvin? Alvin wake up!" Simon shouted, shaking him a little. Theodore ran over to Alvin's other side, holding his left hand. The girls came over too. Brittany stopped and gasped at seeing her best friend so still. Jeanette had a hand hovering over her mouth while Eleanor covered half her face in shock.
"He'll be ok Simon, right?" Theodore asked through tears. Simon's hands shook as he checked for a pulse. Simon couldn't tell if he was too nervous to find it, or if it was really gone, but he started to use the CPR lessons he learned in health class on his brother. "Come on Alvin, work with me!" Simon mumbled. Eleanor woke from her shock to try and sooth Theodore, despite her own fear while Jeanette put an arm on Brittany, who was trembling in her efforts to hold back tears.
Simon found a rhythm in trying to restart his brother's heart. Press, press, press, plug his nose and give him air, press, press, press. "Please Alvin, breathe! Breathe!" Simon pleaded. The longer Alvin didn't breath, the more Simon lost hope and began to cry. "Alvin please! Come back I'm sorry!" he cried, losing his rhythm. What felt like hours for the group was merely a few minutes, but as soon as Simon almost gave up hope, Alvin gasped. He coughed, his body hunching over. Simon was there holding him up instantly, helping him every second. "There you go Alvin, good boy! Breathe Alvin, just breathe!". Brittany sighed in relief, hugging Jeanette, while Theodore cried into Eleanor. Simon held Alvin up, while crying into his shoulder.
Simon shook like he had a fever, his emotions going haywire. Alvin just coughed, breathing air into his sore lungs. He pressed all his weight to his left hand, his right one burning like it was touching an oven. After catching his breath, Alvin fell back into Simon, who held him gently. Theodore jumped forward, hugging his brother. Alvin left into unconsciousness with a moan.
If only someone noticed his eyes.
Alvin #2
Alvin, Simon, and Theodore were having a blast. They were playing with chipmunk-sized kites with the girls who came back from their first season on American Idol, as judges. Dave was laying on a patio chair, sleeping on the porch of their new house. They spent the past week unloading into the new house, and today they finally got to utilize their front yard. It was a really cloudy day, a storm predicted to start later that day. But there was a perfect breeze for kites, so the chipmunks decided to play with them. Alvin whooped as a small gust took him off the ground a couple inches. "Whoa! Alvin!" Simon called, being the worry-wart he was. "What? It's not big enough to carry me away or anything" Alvin replied. He lurched forward from a stronger, more unforgiving gust. "Whoa! Uh, hehe?" he chuckled nervously, looking at his brother who was debating on telling him to stop.
"Whoa, uh, guys?" Theodore called out. Both brothers looked to the youngest, who was struggling to hold onto his kite. Alvin saw Theodore's distress, and pulled his own kite back, wrapping the rope around his forearm. Just as Theodore almost let go, Alvin snatched the turtle-designed kite. The only problem? He wasn't strong enough to keep both in one place. "Uhh, uh-oh" Alvin said, before being dragged, stomach down, across the yard. "Whaaah! WHOOOHOO!" he shouted, loving the feeling of being dragged. "THIS IS SOO AWESOME!"
Simon, Theodore, and the girls had the complete opposite reaction. Mainly Simon who was having flashbacks to the island incident. "Dave! Dave help!" the group called. Dave jerked awake, and blinked. Then realized what was happening. "Alvin!" he shouted and began chasing him throughout the yard, followed closely by all the other Chipmunks. "Alvin! Let go of one of the kites! You'll fly off". Another unforgiving gust lifted him a few inches off the ground. "Whoa!" Alvin shouted, now a little fearful. After another breeze slammed him into a tree, the kite that wasn't tied around his arm flew out of his hand.
Theodore's kite flew up the two story house and got caught on an antenna on the very top. Simon and Theodore caught up to their brother, who was coughing from the impact with the tree while also being jerked around by his own kite. Simon and the girls had long since let go of theirs, getting too many reminders of the island. Dave grabbed Alvin's kite before he could be flown away. Alvin was still coughing and catching his breath. That tree had knocked the wind out of him. "Alvin, are you ok?" Jeanette asked while Simon and Theodore helped him up. Alvin said breathlessly "Yeah...just...need...a minute…" Simon noticed him rubbing his arm, where the kite string was tied around
"Alvin, is your arm ok?" Simon decided to ask. Alvin nodded and replied "Yeah...just...stings...a little". Simon didn't like that response, so he unwrapped the string, causing a small "ah!" from Alvin. Dave rubbed Alvin's back while he caught his breath. On first glance after pulling up his sleeve, Alvin's arm looked fine. But fur could hide a ton, something 9 years living in the wild taught Simon. He ran a hand through Alvin's fur and felt some swollen skin under the fur. 'Most likely bruises' he thought. Nothing was wrong otherwise. "Just some bruises Dave". Alvin jerked his arm back. "I could have told him that". Simon crossed his arms "Sure you could have, you probably would've thought it was broken".
"Would not!"
"Would too!"
"Would not!"
"Would too!"
"Would not!"
"I'm too old for this game"
Dave shook his head and gave Alvin a look. But a sigh from Theodore caught everyone's attention. "Yo, what's up Theo" Alvin said. "Oh, nothing. I just really liked that kite". "I know Theo…" Simon started. "...but would you have wanted to lose the kite or Alvin and the kite?". Theodore put a finger to his chin. "Is that a trick question?". Everyone but Alvin laughed. "Ouch". But Alvin saw where the kite was, so he stomped past the laughing crowd to go get it. "Aw, come on, Alvin! It was just a joke!" Dave called out. Alvin turned to face them, but continued walking backwards. "Oh yeah, Ha. Ha. Ha. as you can see I find it so funny! And I'll be right back. Theo's kite didn't fly off, it's on the roof".
Simon rolled his eyes and went to help his brother, followed shortly after by Theodore and the girls. "Hey, be careful up there!" Dave called. He didn't like the idea of his sons and the girls climbing to any roof, but he trusted them to know what they were doing. They all climbed and made it to the top where they saw Theodore's kit on the top of a weird looking antenna. Just then some thunder boomed overhead. All of the chipmunks flinched and ducked down. "Um, guys? Maybe we should head back down. I don't like the look of the sky" Brittany asked. "Never thought I'd say this, but Brittany's right. We should get back down" Simon repeated.
"Ok, just let me grab Theo's kite real quick" Alvin piped up, not wanting to be there any more than the rest of them. He ran up to the four-foot antenna, and hopped on the chimney next to it and reached for the kite. Another boom of thunder shook the sky, right above them, causing them all to flinch even more. "Alvin, just leave it. It looks like it's about to rain at any second!" Simon called. But Alvin ignored it. He reached for the kit, but lost his balance and had to grab the antenna with his right hand. Now steady, he grabbed the string. But in that second, lighting struck the metal antenna, electrocuting Alvin in the process. The group all ducked back with a scream.
When the lighting stopped, Alvin's fur was all bristled and charred at some points. The kite was burnt beyond recognition and fell on the roof in a pile of ashes. As for Alvin, he fell on the roof with a small 'thump', unmoving in his grass-stained and now soot covered hoodie. Simon gasped when he saw his brother laying there and hopped over to him. "Alvin?! Alvin, wake up!" he shouted. He went to touch him, but stopped, fearing he'd hurt him. A few raindrops fell around them. Theodore ran over to him, not daring to move him. The girls sat around him, just looking in shock. After tapping him a few times with no result, Simon lifted his brother into his lap, shaking him.
"Alvin please! Wake up!" Theodore cried. More and more rain fell until the group was soaked to the bone. Simon shook Alvin again until Alvin gasped, shooting up into a sitting position. He coughed and breathed in air, while trembling. His hand was burned from touching the metal when struck by the lightning, but otherwise he looked ok. His paw went to his chest as he breathes. Simon and Theo hugged him while the girls let out a breath of relief. They all shivered from the cold, and decided to leave. But his electrocution left Alvin exhausted, and Simon ended up carrying him down on his back.
But if only someone noticed his eyes.
And this my dear readers is where our story begins!
Author's Note: I think the title explains the story a little, but hope you enjoy! Let me know if this seems interesting to you and if you want more.