So, this is just come cute little drabbles containing my charrie, Sam. This should help explain how she came to be with the Seville's, her role, stuff like that. This plot bunny was just to cute to ignore! Enjoy! Oh, and no flames, please? I'm not flame-proof, and I'm writing this with only one eye. Stupid cornea infection. One more thing: this is the cartoon.
Disclaimer: I own Samantha Seville! And that's it! I SWEAR!
Samantha yawned as Dave pulled into the driveway. They had just gotten back from a late night concert, and they were all exhausted. Dave turned the car off, got out and opened the back door.
"Come on, guys. Let's get you to bed," he said, picking up Theodore. Sam, Simon and Alvin followed, trying to stay awake. Once they had brushed their teeth and put their pajamas on, they climbed into bed.
"Good night, guys," Dave said, flipping off the lights.
"Night, Dave!" Theodore said, snuggling into his bed, clutching his teddy to his side.
"Good night, Dave," Simon said, removing his glasses and placing them on the side table.
"Good night," Sam said, pulling the covers up to her chin and placing earplugs into her ears, which, she claimed, helped block out Theodore's snoring and Alvin's sleep-talking.
Alvin just grunted, already half asleep. Dave rolled his eyes, then closed the door. He quietly made his way downstairs and let out a sigh, sitting down on the sofa. Noticing a book half hidden by a pillow, he reached over and grabbed it, pulling it out.
"Family Memories" it read across the top, with a picture of the five of them below.
"I haven't seen this in forever!" Dave said, beginning to flip through it. "Alvin probably hid it, knowing him." The first page held baby pictures of the four kids, right after Dave found them on his doorstep. "I remember this! It really doesn't seem like that long ago, even though it was…."
Sooo, whatcha think? I may go back and edit once I can think straight again.