Hey, everyone!
Sorry I haven't uploaded in so long! (insert lame excuse here)
Anyway, this is a fanfic I started writing centuries ago, probably around the time the Squeakquel came out. (Man, it feels like I dug all these stories out of a time capsule!) I only got up to Chapter 3, but I'll write some more if you guys really like it.
Oh, and I own nothing except for this fanfic. There, I said it.
Well, without further ado, enjoy the story! :)
Chapter 1- The visitor
"Dear Alvin, Simon, Theodore," Simon read out loud. "I'm going to downtown today for a meeting and won't be back until about 6 pm. Please don't cause any trouble, especially wreck the house (that goes for you too, Alvin) like you did last week. Love, Dave."
"Awesome!" Alvin cried. "We have the whole house to ourselves!"
"Fantastic," Simon said sarcastically. "I wonder what could go wrong."
"I feel honored to be given the responsibility of guarding the house until our depending father returns," Alvin said dramatically, placing a hand over his heart. Simon and Theodore rolled their eyes.
"Call me if anything exciting happens," Simon said, and walked to the basement to work on his experiment.
"I'll go make lunch!" Thedore cried, perking up, and ran into the kitchen.
"Then I guess I'll just sit here and bore myself to death," Alvin said, flopping down on the couch. He sighed. There's nothing to do, he thought. Someone, please save me! Suddenly, he heard the doorbell ring.
"I'll get that!" he shouted, excited there was at least something he could do.
"Alvin, Dave always tells us not to answer the door," Theodore pointed out from the kitchen.
"Relax, Theo. It's probably just an annoying salesman." He dashed to the door, opened it, and found an old woman with a purple cloak and lots of beads standing on the doorstep.
"Hi, can I help you?" he asked politely.
"Yes," she replied. "You are Alvin Seville, no?" She spoke with a broken accent.
"Uh... y-yeah," Alvin nervously replied. "I'm sorry, do I know you?"
The woman chuckled. "No, no, you not know me at all. I come in." She stepped inside. Alvin was shocked and confused.
"Wait a minute! What the-" He started running after her. She stepped into the kitchen and found Theodore.
"Hello, Theodore," she said. Theodore jumped at the sound of the unfamiliar voice, especially since it knew his name, and spun around.
"Um, Alvin?" he asked softly. "Why is there a strange woman in our kitchen?"
"I don't know," Alvin mouthed behind the old woman.
"Your brother Simon, he is here?" she asked.
"Um, y-yeah, he's downstairs," Alvin stuttered. "Come on Theodore, let's go get him!" And Theodore and Alvin immediately ran down to the basement where they knew she couldn't hear them.
"Alvin, what's going on?" Theodore whisper-shouted. "How does she know our names?"
"I don't know, Theodore!" Alvin whispered back. "I don't even know who she is!"
"I told you not to answer the door, Alvin!"
"What's going on?" Simon asked, walking up to the two chipmunks. "Why are we whispering?" Alvin and Theodore exchanged nervous glances.
"There's a lady in our house and she knows who we are!" Theodore whispered.
"What?" Simon shouted.
"SHHH!" Alvin and Theodore shushed.
"We don't want her to hear us," Theodore softly explained.
"Alvin, you let a stranger into our house?" Simon whisper-shouted.
"It wasn't my fault!" Alvin whisper-shouted. Simon and Theodore weren't convinced.
"All right, it was partly my fault! There, are you happy?"
"I'm scared, guys," Theodore said. "Can we call Dave?"
"Don't worry, Theodore, I know how to get rid of her. Come on, let's go!" Alvin said.
"Wait, my experiment-" Simon started to say, but soon foamy green liquid erupted from a testing tube and spilt onto the table, and gushed out all over the walls. "Too late," Simon sighed.
Alvin and Theodore started sprinting up the basement stairs, and Simon soon followed. They ran into the kitchen where the lady was waiting for them patiently.
"Ahh, there you are," she said. "Took you while to fetch your brother, no?"
"Um, y-yeah," Alvin stammered. "That's Simon! Nothing can pull him away from his science experiments!" The chipmunks laughed nervously.
"Look, we don't want to be rude," Simon said. "But I don't think our father, Dave, would be too happy if he found a stranger in our house."
"That's the best you can do?" Alvin snapped, whispering into Simon's ear.
"Let's see if you can make her go away, Alvin!" Simon whispered back.
Alvin cleared his throat, and walked over to the lady, and wrapped his hands around her hand. "Look, ma'am. You seem like a nice lady, and we'd love to have you over again, that is of course, with the permission of our lovable and generous guardian, Dave. But right now, we're kind of busy, and we'd appreciate it if you could maybe come back some other day." He looked at Simon in a told-you kind of way. Simon ignored him.
The old lady smiled. "I'm sorry, I don't want to take up much of your time. I was just going to leave anyways."
"Great!" Alvin cried. "There's the door! Feel free to walk out any second now!"
"But first there's something I would like to talk to you about," the lady said. The chipmunks all looked at another, confused. The old woman saw their expressions. "Sit down, chipmunks." The chipmunks were a little nervous, but they listened to her and sat down on the living room couch.
"I suppose you are wondering why I'm here," the woman said.
"That's exactly what we want to know!" they cried out at the same time.
"Well, the reason I'm actually here is I've come to warn you."
Now the chipmunks were more confused than ever.
"Warn us?" Simon cried. "But you don't even know who we are!"
"Quiet the contrary," the old woman said. "In fact, I've been observing you three, and-"
"OBSERVING?" they cried.
"You mean you were watching us?" Simon deliriously cried out.
"Alvin," Theodore whispered. "I'm scared."
"Don't worry," Alvin whispered. "I'm sure it's just the paparazzi trying to dig some dirt on us or something."
"Okay, mysterious lady," Alvin said, putting air quotes when he said mysterious lady. "If you were really watching us, what color shirt did I wear to bed last Tuesday?" He asked, confident there was no way she could know that imformation. "Why, yellow, of course," she replied patiently. The chipmunks were shocked.
"T-that was just a lucky guess!" Alvin cried.
"Who's my science teacher?" Simon asked.
"Mr. Manolis, he seems very nice," she responded. The chipmunks gasped.
"What color is my underwear?" Theodore quietly asked.
"Well, I don't want to seem snoopy, but I believe it's pink with pretty flowers on it." At that moment Alvin lost it.
"That does it," Alvin cried. "Look, lady, I don't know who you think you are or how you got a hold of this imformation, but I will call the authorities! You have no right to spy on us like we're on some kind of hidden camera show!" He finished dramatically.
"Jeez, Alvin, it's not like you never spied on anyone," Theodore pointed out.
"Give me an example!" Alvin demanded.
"How about when you were watching Brittany in the shower?" Simon said.
"T-that was only one time," Alvin said, blushing slightly.
"Or when you peeked in while Brittany was changing?" Theodore said.
"I was going to ask her if I could borrow 5 bucks!" Alvin lied.
"Or how about that time Brittany-" Simon and Theodore started, but Alvin cut them off.
"Look, I get the point, okay? Can we please not discuss this right now?"
"If you are done with your little conversation," the old lady said. "I will let myself to continue. My name is Sabreena, and I've come to warn you about something terrible that is threatening to happen."
"Like what? You're becoming a houseguest?" Alvin said sarcastically.
"Very funny," Sabreena sighed. "But, actually, I am a mysticoanalizist, which means I have the power to see the past and future. And right now, your future isn't looking too bright. I've been watching you closely this past week, and you might want to correct your sins, or they will backfire on you."
"Sins, what sins?" the chipmunks cried.
"Theodore," Sabreena started. "Do you remember taking the last cookie from the cookie jar on Monday?"
Alvin and Simon looked shocked at their brother.
"That was you?" they shouted in shock.
"I-i, um," Theodore stuttered. "I was j-just, checking to see if... um, it tasted all right! It had been sitting in that jar for a while."
"Theodore, we were supposed to split that cookie evenly!" Simon angrily cried. "Don't you remember we'd discussed it?" Theodore was scared. Simon didn't usually get this angry, except at Alvin.
"S-simon," he whimpered quietly. "Your yelling." Simon immediately felt bad.
"I'm sorry Theodore," he apologized. "I shouldn't have gotten so mad at you."
"It's okay, Simon," Theodore smiled. "I shouldn't have eaten that cookie."
"Can we please stop with all the slashiness so this woman can get out of our house?" Alvin frustratedly said.
Simon and Theodore looked at each other. "All right," they said.
"Good, moving on," Sabreena continued. "Simon, I recall you cheating on your math test last Friday, no?"
Alvin and Theodore stared at their brother with their mouths hanging open.
"Simon?" Theodore said. "Did you really?"
"N-no, of course not, w-why would I?" Simon stuttered.
"No way!" Alvin cried, grinning maliciously. "Simon, cheating? Oh man, this is way too good!"
"I wasn't cheating, Alvin! I was just... checking to see if I had the right date on my quiz! That's all!"
"Yeah right," Alvin said. "You know, I might just begin to like you," he said, looking at Sabreena.
"Alvin, your brothers' mistakes are forgivable, but I'm most concerned about you," she said.
"Me? What are you talking about?"
"You are seeing this Brittany girl, no?"
"Um, y-yeah." Alvin already didn't like where this was going.
"However, I remember last Saturday you make out with girl named Micki."
Simon and Theodore gasped. "You didn't!"
"H-how do you know that?" Alvin cried out in shock.
"Alvin, you made out with Micki?" Simon asked.
"I-it was an accident!"
"How do you make out by accident?" Theodore said.
"I don't know!" Alvin screamed. "Look, lady I don't see why this is any of your business! You... you've never even met us before! You're probably just hiding cameras to post articles all over the internet! Listen, if you post any photos of me and Micki kissing, I swear I will call my lawyer!"
"Alvin, calm down," Sabreena said. "I'm not going to do that. However, I will give you a warning. I am part of a cult of witches, and it is our job to-"
"Wait, go back," Alvin said. "Did you just say, witches?"
"That's right," Sabreena said. "If you'll just let me explain, I am part of a small group of witches, some of them are my sisters, others are just friends. We were formed hundreds of years ago."
"How come no one's seen you before?" Theodore wanted to know.
"We live in a fourth dimension that no human being can access," Sabreena explained. "Now, we aren't necessarily evil witches, we just cast spells on those who have done wrong. Estelle is the head of the cult, she is the most powerful. She is the one who gave me my powers."
"Wait," Alvin said. "Do you seriously expect us to believe that you're a witch, and that you can see the future?"
"And the past, too," she replied.
"You are insane," he said. "What do you want with us?"
"Just let her finish, Alvin," Simon said.
"Thank you," Sabreena said politely. "Anyways, as I was saying, I had a vision yesterday. Alvin, you and your brothers will be cursed unless you confess to your mistakes."
"You mean, tell Dave about the cookie?" Theodore asked.
"Tell my math teacher that I cheated?" Simon said.
"Tell Brittany about my little makeout session?" Alvin said. Sabreena nodded.
"But why?" asked Simon.
"It is our duty to cast spells on those who have done wrong. Like I said before, either you confess to your mistakes, or they will backfire on you. Either way, you can't win."
"Um, no thanks," Alvin said. "Last week Brittany yelled at me for half an hour just because she caught me looking at Micki. I'm not going to risk my life to tell Brittany what I did."
"You should be grateful that I am warning you about all of this," Sabreena said. "I cannot control curses. Only Estelle has the power to do that. Trust me, if you wait too long to admit your mistakes, you will suffer the punishment."
"What's the curse?" asked Theodore.
"Oh, it's awful," Sabreena explained. "First you have just a little bit of bad luck, then it gets worse, and worse, until finally you start to regret that you never listened to the advice of a poor old woman." Simon and Theodore looked at each other nervously.
"That sounds terrible!" Theodore cried.
"Yes, it is," Sabreena said. "Unfortunately, many victims have suffered the fate of this curse. Alvin, I came to warn a lot of people, and some of them did not believe me, just like you, but they soon became cursed, and they realized that they should have listened to me, but by then it was too late."
Alvin shrugged. "Oh well. I'll take the chance. Better than being beaten up to death by Brittany the Hulk."
"Alvin, I don't think she's kidding around," Simon said. "I read a book about ancient spells once. When you're cursed, you can't control it, it's like a force. At first it's just a little bit of bad luck, but then it gets progressibly worse."
"You amuse me, Simon," Alvin chuckled. Simon sighed impatiently.
"Very well," Sabreena said. "I will go now. I will give you one last chance. You have two days," she said, holding up two fingers. "to confess your mistakes, or you will suffer the fate of the curse."
"Forever?" Theodore asked fearfully.
"As long as it lasts," Sabreena replied. "Goodbye, and good luck." She walked out the door.
"That lady was a psycho," Alvin said.
"Either way," Theodore said. "I don't want to be cursed. I'm telling Dave that I ate the last cookie as soon as he gets home."
"And I'll tell my math teacher I was cheating on the test," Simon said.
"You guys can't take her seriously," Alvin said. "She's not a witch. Simon, you of all people should know that. I know what she is though, and I'll give you a hint: it rhymes with witch."
Simon sighed. "Alvin, I think I know what I'm talking about," Simon said. "I think you should tell Brittany what you and Micki did. Even if Sabreena was faking, you have nothing to lose.
"Nothing to lose?" Alvin cried. "Nothing to lose? Do you have any idea what Brittany's like when she gets mad? Just the other day we had a huge fight because I lost her eraser. Do you seriously think I'm going to risk our relationship, and my life for that matter, all because an ugly lady came into our house to warn us about something that's never going to happen?"
"Your loss, Alvin," Simon said, giving up, and walked away to try and redo his science experiment.
"Theodore, please tell me you're not going to tell Dave you ate the cookie and make a fool of yourself just because a lady came here claiming she's a witch?"
"I don't want to be cursed, Alvin," Theodore said. "And Simon's right, I've got nothing to lose. And besides, it was just a cookie. How mad can Dave be?"
"Theodore, don't-" But Theodore was already gone. Alvin was all alone.
"Oh well, their choice," he thought to himself. "It's not my fault they're so ignorant. An evil spell? Yeah right. What's next?"
Well, all you chipmunk fans, that's the first chapter! I'll be uploading more, just as soon as I finish some last minute editing.
Get ready for the 2nd chapter, coming up!
Until then, ciao! *blows kiss*