Author's note:

I have to give thanks to those who have assisted me:

-Genicise1275

-Vos Mos Amplio

TheDCStar- tried to help me as best they could, but told me that they could not because of their work schedule right now. (They did, however, told me that they can help later on this year.)

-Everything that is in underlined is in sign language.

Chapter 1

The smell of clean laundry filled the air as Dave took one of Theodore's polo shirts and folded it before carefully depositing it on its respective pile. With that done, he grabbed one of Simon's (un-shrinkable) sweater vests and hung it neatly on a clothes hanger.

"There, all finished," he said to himself as he prepared himself to shout. "Simon, Theodore, Ian and Chip! I have put your clean clothes away in your dressers for you!" Dave called up the stairs to the chipmunks.

"Thanks, Dave!" they yelled back down from their room. With a nod to himself, Dave turned his attention to Alvin who was close by to him.

"Alvin, are you sure you don't want me to do your laundry for you? I don't mind doing it, you know," he asked, looking at his adoptive son whilst waiting for his reply in American Sign Language.

Alvin shook his head anxiously. "No Dave, if I want you to do them then I will ask. And another thing Dave, the reason why I don't want you to do them is that the last time that you did my laundry, you ruined one of my outfits. You somehow turned one of my most favorite nicest-looking outfits pink and as for that one, I ended up giving it to Brittany because it was pink! I got very upset with you when it got ruined and also some of my socks always disappear for weeks before they come back. So now, I do all of my own laundry and I get everything back the way I like it. But I don't mind you putting them away for me because that part I don't like doing at all," Alvin explained in ASL.

It was a bit hard to keep track of all the details that the chipmunk had 'said', but Dave caught the general idea. "I said I was sorry and plus I even had fourteen more tailor-made to your liking to make up for that. But… I'm still glad that you don't mind me putting all of your clothes away for you." 'Good grief, I would hate to see how Brittany would handle it, especially from what Miss Miller has told me in the past when she had gotten a spot on her dress. When I had turned one of Alvin's outfits pink, he acted as if the TV and game stopped working. Although… he does make a good point with the socks. All the boys and mine do disappear for about two weeks or so. I think the goblins or gremlins or the sock monsters come out and take them out of the dryer when I do them.' Dave chuckled at the thought before returning his full attention to his son who appeared to be 'speaking' with him.

"I know Dave and you do know that I do love you, right? Just so you know again and to be clear. You know that I like wearing my nice-looking outfits. I think the outfits feel very comfortable to me and I like wearing them. Are you going to be ok with me wearing them now. Because if it makes you feel better, I guess can wear my others once a week for you and Simon," Alvin signed.

Dave knelt down closer to his son's level, outstretching his arms. "Come here and give me a hug Alvin. I'm happy that you are happy again and I know that you miss your singing and your voice. But you still have a voice when Theodore is around you, don't you? The two of you have grown very, very close."

Alvin hugged his dad, all while choking up on tears as he remembered the awful experience that he went through with chemo and cancer that almost killed him. It was a large hurdle to get over but thankfully, he did.

Alvin started to sign to Dave. "I'd be lying if I say that I don't because I do miss it. I miss my voice every day and I have come a long, long, LONG way since the day I found out I had cancer. I know that it was cured, but I'm also still afraid that it might come back. The main reason why Theodore yelled at everybody some time ago is because I confronted my little brother and made him tell me the truth on the night of the family meeting was held without me. When you and everyone else was meeting one another at that time, I thought I was getting sick again and I was really, really scared. My little brother, he has done so much for me and, and…" Alvin hesitated as he turned away.

Dave stroked his head, "I know Alvin, I know. You are going to be fine; Talbot has already said that his blood that he gave to you had killed the cancer for good so it shouldn't come back. Theodore, Eleanor, and Brittany, they were there for you every day as well as your cousins. Even though they're really not your cousins, but they are close enough to be family. You know Gadget, Ian, Chip and Ashley and don't forget Mr. Talbot… but mostly Theodore."

The two shared a tight hug as Alvin sniffled and wiped his tears.

"Now as for Simon and Jeanette, they're trying their best with you too. They'd practically turned your old room into the world's cleanest hospital room… it's like they wanted to keep you in there and never let you out, and I honestly felt the same. They were very afraid to be near you then, as if just breathing on you would break and make you ill again or something like that. At that time, we were all just being overprotective of you and I still am. Even though those two have their own problems and are doing very well now to resolve them with their psychiatrist, they still can't understand sign language, but they will keep trying to learn it because they care for you as much as everyone else. But little Theo… he's got the biggest heart out of all of us. He stepped up to the plate and did what no one else did. Theodore has yelled at me, Simon, Ian, and Chip during the next day when we were having family meetings in private and keeping you out of the loop. When we were doing that, I thought it was best to keep you out of the loop. In hindsight, I know I was wrong to do that to you and I sincerely apologize for that. So it's easy to understand why the two of you got so close. Both of you share one bedroom and even share one bed when you go to bed now."

"You know you have kept me too tight in the house like you haven't let me do a lot of stuff outside like I used to. I'm still a kid, you know, and you act like you want to keep me in a plastic bubble all the time. If you do that, I won't have a normal childhood," Alvin remarked in his sign language.

Dave sighed deeply. "Ok I'll be honest with you Alvin, I don't like it when Theodore makes me let you do things outside." Alvin looked at him curiously with an eyebrow raised. "I'll give you an example, like the time when the two of you went rollerblading in the sewers weeks ago. Of all the craziest things, you went rollerblading… in the SEWERS! When you boys got home that evening and got cleaned up in my dishwasher… God bless the poor thing because it still works! At that time, I was more than just upset, I was ready to lock you up in your old room and never let you out again, due to my anxiety. Theodore did talk to me just before, though, while you getting ready to go to bed. He talked to me and told me that I can't keep you in a plastic bubble all the time."

"I know that was around a year ago when Theodore yelled at everybody. I know he keeps you informed of certain things that happen to me. With this part, I'm ok with when he does that. So in a way, Theodore is like my guardian angel and I know he is never going to stop looking after me, even though I do get him in trouble with me sometimes. We sometimes do get mad at each other and argue, but when we do that, we don't stay mad very long and we make it up to each other," Alvin signed as he heaved a sigh.

"Alvin! It's time for our dishwasher shower and get ready for bed!" yelled Theodore from upstairs.

"Ok I'm-" Alvin now smacked himself in the face, shaking his head in self-chastisement. 'You idiot, you know you can't yell back or hear sign language.' Dave watched with sympathy as he patted his son's back as Alvin slumped, hating being reminded of not being able to yell back when called.

"Ok Theodore, he will be right up in a minute!" Dave yelled in response to Theodore for Alvin.

"Okay, Dave!"

Dave chuckled to himself at Alvin's antics. "I hate to break it to you, but your little brother is right. It's getting late and you do need to take your shower before you go to bed. You know it takes at least twenty to thirty minutes before your fur and hair are dry. And Alvin… I'm glad we had this time to talk, but in the future….I will ask that you tone it down some on your crazy schemes. You are going to give me more gray hairs than I already have. But still I'm glad we had this time to talk, even though it was in the basement. Come to think of it, you boys tend to spend most of your time in one room when I go to talk with you guys. For Simon's it's always with me playing chest in my study room, Theodore's always in the kitchen, Chip's always on the back porch and for Ian… he's always on the computer," Dave remarked with a laugh. By now, it was clearly obvious that Alvin was laughing and had started to hold his sides to show that he was in mirth at what Dave had said.

"It's true! Anyway… get to having that bath, and I'll sort out your clothes for you in the right places. Okay?"

"Thanks, dad."

=l=l=

"Thanks for watching Talking Teddy with me, Alvin. I think you're starting to like the show as well. You even get up and do all the moves with me now," Theodore commented with a grin on his face.

"Well Theo, I'm not just starting to like that show. I've liked it for a while now, and I don't mind watching with you. Although Simon just sits there reading a book quietly and Chip and Ian probably would rather watch transformers instead of Talking Teddy, but they do sit down with us, and it's the least I could do after everything you have done for me. At the time when I was finally allowed to go home from the hospital, you made me watch it with you and made me do all the moves together with you. When you made me do all the moves, it was kind of like a fun version of physical therapy. You even had Dave find Talking Teddy in sign language so it could help and benefit me at the same time. But the cancer-"

Theodore reached across and embraced his brother tightly, cutting him off from finishing his line. "I know you are still very worried and get panic attacks about the cancer thing and one day, you won't worry anymore. When you got cancer, it really scared the rest of us too, you know."

'Really?' Alvin mouthed silently.

"But you are going to be fine and you are cancer-free now. Even Mr. Talbot said you will be fine too and you will have a very long life to live. When you were in the hospital, he gave you three pints of his blood for the transfusion. He scared the crap out of the doctors and told them to give you his blood straight to you, and they didn't even screen it while he watched them."

"I heard about that, and I still can't even believe it. But there is one more thing I want to ask you, Theodore. Do you mind if I start calling you 'Teddy' or 'Ted' from now on? That's if you don't mind me calling you that…" Alvin signed to Theodore and sighed, "I'd understand if you don't though."

Theodore's eyes slightly widened when he recognized the ASL for 'Teddy' and the shortened version of 'Ted', realizing that Alvin wanted to share calling him the nicknames that Eleanor had for him. "Sure. Call me 'Little Brother' or whichever-you-want."

"Alright 'Mr. Little Brother' or. whichever-you-want'," Alvin replied with a wide grin on his face. Theodore laughed at his bigger brother joke for a bit, patting him on the shoulder.

"'Teddy' is fine, Alvin."

"Thanks, Teddy, but I thought 'Teddy' was taken because that's what Eleanor calls you that. Did the two of you really mean it when you said that you would like me and Brittany to live with you two once we are finished with school? Our future is kind of a big deal… I know that I haven't thought about it too much, but I know that the both of you have a dream of owning your own restaurant business. It feels like I might hold you back… heck, even now, I'm holding you back, just like when everyone had to take a year leave from school because of me when I got sick." Theodore could feel the anxiety roll off of his brother, knowing that he fretted that he'd be left without anyone by his side once they left school. He gave him what he thought was a reassuring glance, and squeezed the red Seville tenderly by the shoulder.

"Alvin, listen to me ok? This is important. You are going to be FINE no matter what and we meant every word we said to you nearly two years ago. Besides, I have gotten so used to being around you that I would feel awkward or worried if you weren't near me. You would be on my mind all the time if you weren't living with me. We almost lost you once because of the cancer and treatment that you went through."

"But what about the year of school that you all missed because of me?"

"When we took a year's leave absence from school, it was our decision that we all would go together and finish TOGETHER. You haven't stopped us achieving our goals, and I don't want you to feel that you did. Remember Alvin, baby steps, and then you can conquer a mountain. You have come a long, long way, despite the odds when they were against you. You shouldn't sell yourself short. Remember? The doctors only gave you a ten-percent chance of surviving and only four months to live because the cancer had spread all over your body. You had to learn to accept that you'll never be going to sing or talk again from the surgery that you got… You had to accept that you had to learn sign language… You had to accept that you were a cancer survivor… You had to accept that you still needed help doing certain things. I bet that the doctors still want to know why you survived the 'Devil's Cocktail' throat cancer, which is considered the most deadliest and rarest cancer in the world. The doctors want to know why you're cancer-free and you should count yourself lucky that Dave or Talbot won't let any doctors do any more tests on you. I also know why you don't like going to the hospital for a checkup."

Alvin felt small… yet big at the same time. Theodore's speech was of the strangest he'd ever heard, yet Alvin had never been surer of himself in his life. Yet, there was something that still bothered him. His eyes began to water as he thought of yet two other people in his life who were seemingly not in it. "What about Simon and Jeanette? They haven't spoken a word to me since I got cancer. Don't they like me anymore?" Alvin's hands noticeably trembled as he progressed through his sign-language, and Theodore understood that his brother was extremely distressed. He bit his lip whilst trying to take deep breaths, carefully considering his response.

"No Alvin. I think…" Theodore hesitated for a single second. "They've always loved you. What I really think the problem is…"

"Problem?"

"They feel very guilty for not believing you when you told them that your throat was hurting you before it got worse. They're kinda messed up from seeing you in intensive care at the hospital hooked up to a machine that did your breathing for you. We were all messed up, I guess, but they took it the worst. Maybe they feel like they should've taken more responsibility, or because they still can't comprehend sign-language, I don't know." Theodore shrugged in uncertainty. "But they love you. That's for sure."

"I get that. But it's a lot easier to believe that while they love me, everyone else loves me more. Maybe I'm being selfish." Alvin's arms dropped as he sighed deeply. Like vocalizing words, using sign-language came just as hard when he truly wanted to express what he wanted to say. "But maybe it's just in my mind. I hope it is…" He looked over at his brother with a smile. "I feel better. Thanks for talking to me, Teddy. I always like our little nighttime talks before we go to bed. It really helps me sleep better at night," he started choking on his inner tears, "they remind me of when you stuck by my side the whole time when I was in the hospital. You were determined to live with me and you even let those stupid quack doctors put you back in diapers just to stay by my side the whole time. You did what Simon couldn't and I thought Simon could do it with you... well, I guess Simon just doesn't want to be around me that much anymore," he sniffled as Theodore held him.

"Alvin." Theodore's voice, while soft, was rebuking. "You need to take it a little easier. I know the situation with Simon isn't how you would like it, but he still wants to be around you. He's just afraid of getting you ill or something. Even though Simon acts mature for his age and is always left in charge of everybody and people may think that he is the oldest in the family, he is not. You are the oldest in the family, Alvin. Everybody has their limits to what they can and can't do. So when you went to the hospital, I just could not stand the thought of you being alone at night and being alone in the day too. So I stayed with you, and that was my way of dealing with it."

"But then you didn't have to put yourself in diapers if you only wanted to stay close to me."

"I did it so you wouldn't feel like you were suffering alone. To be honest, though, I did start to like wearing diapers when I was staying with you at the hospital. You at the time had no choice because you were so sick and weak, but I guess I've got kinda used to them. Now I'm surprised that I didn't just keep wearing them everywhere I go. The feeling, the warmth, the wrap around your bottom, they were very comfortable to wear." Theodore smiled when he saw Alvin begin to laugh at his joke. "The only thing that I did not like was the feeling of… well, you know what I mean. Sometimes when I do get diarrhea, I too don't have a say in the matter then."

"That's disgusting."

"You should know… it happens to you too," the green Seville teased.

Alvin blushed hotly in embarrassment. "Whatever."

"Anyway, that's why Dave puts them on me when he puts them on you too, just so you wouldn't feel like you were suffering alone. I think it would be safe to say that. I probably would have kept wearing diapers if you were still wearing them too", Theodore shuffled uncomfortably as he thought Alvin was going to judge him harshly for liking them, even while still wanting to wear them (occasionally) himself. Just for the comfort… not for actually doing his business in, Theodore told himself.

He, however, got an arm wrapped around and released to sign to him, "I didn't know that you liked wearing them. I know you hated using them for their intended use, just like me. I think I would've still worn them too if Dave hadn't known that I gained my strength back to head to the bathroom again. That doesn't mean I wouldn't have tried them on again".

"Wait, you mean you would've stayed in them too?" Theodore asked in astonishment.

Alvin nodded, "Yeah, but I don't think Dave would've wanted me to or approved of it, though".

Theodore thought long and hard about that proposition. "Alvin and I in diapers, hmm. Well, don't mind that," he said the last out loud whilst hugging his brother, rubbing their cheeks as he did so. "What matters is that we stick through it together." As they hugged, Alvin thought about how far they'd come, along with how close they'd become to actually chafe their cheeks against one another's. Rubbing cheeks together had always been a chipmunk thing to do; they didn't quite understand why they always did it, but it always felt… right. Sort of like an ancestral practice, a way to ensure that a bond remained unbroken.

Alvin got off the bed and out of his red dress and into his red teddy bear pajamas. Mid-process, he stopped to ask his little brother some more questions while he was getting ready for bed in his own proper clothes.

"I get that they care, Teddy, but these dresses were driving me crazy and they felt weird and also strange… I think I actually liked wearing them. I just didn't like it when the wind came and blew them up if you know what I mean." Theodore bit on a knuckle to help suppress his laughter when he saw his brother's sign language, but Alvin appeared to not notice. "I...uh…had wear that thing everywhere…and… and it was messing with me! You cannot be okay seeing me like this, are you? And… I hope you don't get too worried about me when Brittany takes me to do stuff together. She also knows that I don't want to look like a girl, but she does like to take me shopping with her. And when she takes me shopping, she likes to see how they look on me before she buys them, like I'm some sort of a model for her!"

By now, Theodore had tears streaming down his cheeks in his mirth, and he could barely keep them from falling. And he also knew that Alvin was having a hard time admitting to something that was not cool by his standards, just like many other times before and doing different things. Alvin was still fuming a bit to himself as he continued to make his sign language.

"She even gets jealous of me sometimes, because everything she tests on me, she says they seem to look better when I'm wearing it rather than on her! Then, she tells me that I have a much better figure than she does. She even still tries to get me to go to the girl's bathroom and I keep telling her I'm a boy and not a girl. If I was born as a girl I would go in the girl's bathroom!"

"It'd look weird if a 'girl' went into the boy's bathroom," Theodore joked.

Alvin frowned. "ha-ha very funny Theo, I also hope that you don't see me as a girl or some sort of a sister like Simon does."

"He doesn't! You know that!"

"Maybe it's because he preferred to see a healthy 'sister' instead of a sick brother. I admit that… I like it when… Brittany paints my nails… and the dresses are comfortable and are fun to wear… and getting my hair groomed too. I bet you think I'm weird because I like wearing the dresses now don't you? But… I AM NOT A GIRL, AND I DON'T WANT TO BE ONE OK!" His sign language had become erratic to the point that it could be interpreted as loud, even as he mouthed the words in his mouth as if he was screaming them.

"Is that so? I admit that it IS a little weird, but as long as you are happy about them, then I'm happy for you too." Theodore asked as Alvin resumed fixing on his pajamas again. "And what does Brittany think about this?"

Alvin hesitated. "Well, I do love Brittany a lot and I think our relationship got much better since I started wearing dresses. She tends to tease me still, but it's always in a fun way and I do the same thing back. Times have changed, and so have us, I guess. We used to always have this love-hate relationship before I got very sick, and then it really, really changed. Now we like spending all the time together. And it's mostly… because of dresses, I think. It's really strange."

Theodore hoped that he wouldn't say the wrong thing to hurt his brother, "thanks to Dave, when our washer and dryer broke down, he went to the Laundromat and got our clothes washed there, but accidentally left all of your clothes there. Too bad that they gone by the time he realized it and tried to go back for 'em. It was just bad luck that Brittany's clothes are the only clothes that'll fit you. At least you got fifteen video games from Dave just to get you to go to school in a pink dress for two weeks that Brittany had left here".

Knowing that he still had Alvin's attention and he didn't look offended, he continued. "When Brittany does take you and do things, she always tells me you will be fine so that I don't have to worry. It also gives me time to spend with Ellie while you're with Brittany. Eleanor reminds me that Brittany will take care of you, and it makes me and Eleanor get that much closer together. I too love Eleanor a lot and now we look forward to the future. Eleanor and I want you and Brittany to live with us in one household someday."

Alvin held his finger up to silence him for a moment to which he obeyed, "Brittany and I?" Alvin's eyes widened. "I know that we're a bit too young to think about this, but what if we have kids at the same time?"

Theodore bit his lip slightly. "Well, we can work it out somehow. Before I forget, just so you know, I'm still sorry that I did that joke to you and Simon weeks ago; I meant it to be a joke when I told Simon that you were another Chipette named 'Alison' from France that also was a mute. The joke went too far when he tried to get closer to you. When I saw you two together and he didn't even realize it was you… I uh… got a little carried away."

"You mean the 'Love Song'?"

Theodore nodded. "Oh, you know:

"Alvin and Simon sitting in the tree

K-i-s-s-i-n-g!

First comes love.

Then comes marriage.

Then comes baby, in the baby carriage,

Sucking his thumb,

Wetting his diaper,

Doing the hula, hula dance!"

"That was when Simon ran out of the library embarrassed. Since then, Simon's kinda changed, for the better or for worse. For me, I don't see you as a girl or as a sister. I see you as my brother who 'likes'…" Theodore was giggling, 'wearing dresses now."

Alvin grumbled mutely as he remembered that joke, it was the only time that he and Simon had really spent any time together since he'd recovered from cancer. "Of course he didn't kiss me, you know that he's together with Jeanette. All I really wanted was a hug from Simon, but he had turned purple with embarrassment when he found out that the 'girl' was me. But we hug now, and that's cool, even though he still doesn't really talk to me. Maybe he's just not ready, Simon and me, we were…no, we ALL were like a like a peanut butter and jelly sandwich together. He was the jelly, I was the peanut butter and you were bread, but now it's like we're only a peanut butter sandwich if you catch my drift. But that's how things go, I guess. We just… grew apart from each other."

Theodore knew that the lack of conversation between his two brothers was causing strife, and cautioned Alvin not to fret about it. "You know, when I found out that you had cancer, I started to grow out my hair for you just in case if you lost all of yours. That way, I thought that I could give it to you in case you did. But for some reason, you never did lose anything and Dave's been so busy that he hasn't found the time to our hair cut. I bet that you look really 'pretty' in your red dress and have your hair done up in braids most of the time. Heh-heh."

Alvin pouted in frustration. "Well, when I found out that I had cancer, they told me that the treatment would cause me to lose all of my hair. I kept imagining myself looking like a big pink hairless rat so I wanted to enjoy having my hair while I still have it and not having it cut."

"And it kept growing?"

Alvin nodded as he got into his bed. "It just kept growing and growing to where it is now. Then I got used to it having it long. The other reason is then I could think of myself as a long-haired rock star and yeah you're right I do look pretty, but do I look pretty as girl or pretty as a boy? But anyway, let me try something with your hair…"

Theodore mentally slapped himself, 'Me and my big mouth. I can't believe I just now pulled an Alvin and now I'm starting to sound like him. Why did he have to ask me that question? I just know he's going to smack me one way or another. I bet that he deliberately let me tease him so that he could mess with me! Agh, just get ready to be smacked and I will have to find another way to get even with my brother.' "You look pretty like a girl," said Theodore in a very, very low voice. "Alright Alvin, just so you know I'm going to get it cut soon, so don't get use to the idea of me having my hair this long and it had better not leave this room ever ok. Because I think I like it the way it is already."

Alvin had to hold his sides as silent laughter wracked him. "You should have seen the look on your face Little Brother because it was priceless. I wish I had a camera to take it just to show you! Ok it's a deal then and again thank you for having our daily little night time talks before we go to bed."

"Alvinnnn! You know you didn't have to tease me like that!" He paused in thought, 'I guess that was funny; I can't blame him. It's been getting kinda rough lately, almost as bad as when Alvin started complaining that his throat hurt him all the time… singing… eating… talking… less and less and less, until he collapsed and Dave had to rush him to the hospital. I need to make sure that he keeps his mind off of things. I need to look out for him… kinda ironic that his little brother has to look out for the oldest, isn't it?' Suddenly, Alvin made a tug as he got to work on Theodore's hair, making him wince. "Ow! Take it easy!"

'I learnt from the best, Theo,' Alvin thought to himself. 'I wonder if I can get him to keep his hair this long. As for me, I like seeing my brother's hair this long and it really looks good on him and not just because he's a drummer. You're just being too soft about it. Brittany taught me all kinds of ways to do braids…. But I better not put his hair in braided pigtails, he might try to get even with me! Thanks to that book that I was given, I was able to learn to do all those braids, and do them in her hair, too! Ooh, I know which one I will try and it's one of the few that I got really good at so far. TEDDY! Quit trying to stop me from combing out your hair. Good God, Theo, you're acting like I'm torturing you by ripping out your hair out.'

"Ow, ow, ow, ow! Alvin, what are you doing back there! And quit slapping my hands…! Now I know how you feel when I comb yours out every morning, but geez, take it a little slower! 'Huh… I guess that he tolerates a lot from me when I come out his hair but I hope he does not make my hair looking like a girly-girl.'

By the time Alvin was done messing with Theodore's hair, he had put in a French Braid. It's one of the few braids that Alvin got really good-… in fact, Theodore could hardly believe that he liked the end-result.

"Wowie-wow-wow, Alvin, that does look good and I like it! Maybe you latter on you can start teaching me how to do that."

"I'd really like that and I knew you would like your hair. Anyway, I'm going to bed and you'd better go to sleep too."

"True, true, I am getting very sleepy…" Theodore lapsed into deep thought. "I guess it wouldn't hurt to sleep with my hair like this.

Then Alvin lapsed into a deep sleep, and Theodore followed right after.

Author's notes:

All the chipettes live with Miss Miller and they are:

-Brittany, Jeanette, Eleanor, Gadget, Ashley

All the chipmunks live with Dave and they are:

-Alvin, Simon, Theodore, Ian, Chip

-Mr. Talbot rescued the last four of the bunch: Gadget, Ashley, Ian, & Chip, or SO HE THOUGHT?

-In age, they are 14 years old and are in the 7th grade. They are 12 inches tall.