Hello, everyone! This is another story of mine, as you can see. I'm so in love with Hello, by Adele, that I've been wanting to do a songfic based on it. Enjoy and review!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of Alvin and the Chipmunks' characters and I also don't own the songs that will appear in this fanfiction.
The cold air brushed past her in a soft breeze. The chipette shivered and the closed the window, attempt to cease the cold that invaded her room, but there was no use. Her king-sized bed was freezing cold, and so were the furniture and the floor. The rain started pouring roughly outside the mansion. The sound of the raindrops, however, made soft pitter-patters against the window.
Brittany sighed. She felt insecure, sad, afraid, empty… and alone. How she missed the times when he was here to wrap his arms around her and protect her when she was afraid of the rain or warm her up when she was feeling cold. They'd just climb up in their bed and cuddle together, forgetting all their worries, and focusing on each other. Nothing else. She was happy and had a perfect life.
But not anymore. Not after the fight.
She never forgot the day he left. And probably never will. Although it's been five years, she remembered everything like it was yesterday.
All the screaming, swearing and pain was still pretty visible in Brittany's mind. And it all started because of herself.
She wandered throughout the mansion they used to live together. The hall that led to their room was filled with pictures of them. One had them doing a picnic, other had them kissing in a park bench, but the one who caught her attention was the one where she was pursuing him with her purse in paw after he threw a bucket of cold water at her on their second date. She laughed and it only increased when she saw the next photograph: she applied blush and pink lipstick on his face to make him look like a girl and he frizzed her hair up and applied eyeliner on her to make her look like some rock star. That was the day when they both lost a bet and had to pay it. Hilarious.
She continued to look at the photos on the wall until a special one caught her attention and the smile she was wearing disappeared.
It was from the year they performed at the International Music Awards. Both chipmunks were smiling widely and waving at the crowd while Brittany had her arm around Alvin and Alvin held her closer to him. She would never forget this day, because it was also the day he asked her to be his girlfriend.
They just finished their performance when Alvin surprised everyone, and even Brittany herself, by kissing her passionately on the lips and then getting down on one knee in front of their siblings and the audience and popping the question. She didn't hesitate to say yes, and they started dating since then, nine years ago.
Brittany walked through the hall, eyeing every picture with a sly nostalgic and somewhat happy feeling, but the urge to cry growing at every second. She really missed Alvin, and he would still be here if it wasn't for her own selfishness and fear. They wouldn't be going through all of this if it wasn't for her. The next photo, though, made her heart cringe.
It was taken in the day of their wedding.
They were smiling at the camera and Alvin was behind Brittany, with his arms around her as her paws rested on his. She was wearing a beautiful white silky dress, worked with some lace that made beautiful and delicate roses in all its extension. Nothing too flashy, but outstanding and originally beautiful. The dress was skin-tight and hugged every curve of her body, but had a beautiful skirt that gave a princess touch to it, leaving her even more stunning and breathtaking. She also wore two white gloves worked in lace that combined with the veil, which also had beautiful lace roses. He wore a white tuxedo and a red bow tie. Being a chipmunk, pants were not necessary, but, like Brittany, Alvin was absolutely gorgeous. His hair was combed all the way back and he had in his suit pocket a beautiful pink rose that gave him even more charm.
That was the most perfect day of her life. Having everyone's attention as she walked down the aisle, incredibly beautiful, was an indescribable feeling. The center of all stares, but only interested in one: his. Seeing him at the altar, waiting for her with that charming smile of his in that suit with that super cute bowtie and that beautiful pink rose made her heart race. They exchanged vows, rings and passionate declarations of their love for each other. At the party, they enjoyed themselves like never before in every dance, every photo, every moment and even in the time to throw the bride's bouquet and groom's belt. The party only reached its end because some men were very drunk and began to think that the water fountains were restrooms and two of them started messing with her sisters and their boyfriends, Alvin's brothers, didn't appreciate that very much.
A tear ran down Brittany's face. Today was their 8th anniversary, but it's been five years since they last celebrated it with each other.
She went downstairs and laid down in the couch of the living room. The couch they would always lay down together to watch TV or take a nap. But now, Brittany laid down on the couch alone, because Alvin wasn't around anymore.
They were apart for five years, but neither asked for a divorce, though. Alvin was her everything. She was Alvin's everything. But they weren't together now because of her. He promised to be always there for her and she promised to be always there for him. They would always be each other's shoulder to cry on and the reason of each other's sadness and happiness. Alvin loved Brittany with all his heart and so did Brittany, but something unexpected happened and, in her opinion, it was horrible. Every time Alvin would ask her what was wrong, she would always yell at him and push him away. Poor Alvin, it was hard and cruel doing this to him, but it was necessary, or he was going to find out and leave her forever. She didn't want that, so she kept going forward with it until the thing she least expected happened.
They were watching TV on the couch. Or trying, at least. Brittany was laid down with her head on Alvin's chest while he had his arms around her belly, planting soft kisses on her neck. Suddenly, the urge came and got up quickly, running on all fours, startling the red clad chipmunk. He went after her, but when he arrived, he already closed the bathroom door.
"Brittany, open up!" He knocked, but got no response. "Britt! Everything okay?" When silence answered him again, he only sighed and sat by the door, waiting for the chipette to come out.
Five minutes later, she came out of the bathroom with her paws massaging her temples. Alvin got up instantly and rushed over to her.
"Love, are you okay?" He asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Don't worry about it." She answered, but Alvin insisted.
"Are you sure? I could get you a glass of water or something." Brittany shook her head.
"Thank you, Alvin, but I really don't want anything. Now, if you excuse me, I'll lay down a bit in our bedroom." She said, heading for the stairs, when Alvin grabbed her arm.
"Brittany, what's wrong with you?" He asked, eyeing her carefully. She raised an eyebrow and asked. "What are you talking about? I'm completely fine." He shook his head.
"No, you're not." Then he took her paws in his "Britt, please, tell me what's wrong. That's the third time this morning you put your guts out and goodness knows what time this week." He sighed. "I just wanna help, love."
She lowered her head, wondering if she should tell him. No, she shouldn't. Telling him now would mean losing him forever.
"I can't. You don't understand." She said and started to walk away, when Alvin grabbed her arm again.
"Brittany, stop doing this!" He snapped. "Can't you see that I'm only trying to help you?"
She tried to break free from his grasp, but with no avail.
"Alvin, let me go! I don't wanna talk to you!" She yelled and he rolled his eyes.
"See? That's what I'm talking about! You keep shutting me out when I'm just trying to help? Why are you doing this?"
Brittany lost her patience and self-control. She released herself from Alvin's grasp and slapped him hard across the face. A millisecond wasn't needed to pass, because she instantly regretted it. Both stared at one another in shock.
Alvin had his eyes wide and his mouth hanging open, but quickly shut it and slowly nodded his head. He turned around, but this time, Brittany grabbed his arm.
"Where are you going?" She asked. He just looked at her.
"I'm leaving." He whispered. She was caught off guard.
"W-wait… w-what?" Her eyes widened. This wasn't supposed to happen.
"I'm tired of being pushed away, Brittany. All I've been trying to do is understand what you're going through so I could help you, but all you did was yell at me and shut me out for no reason! I mean, heck, I'm your husband! We're supposed to take care of each other, aren't we?" He yelled.
She looked at him. She could see the concern in his eyes, but most of all, the sorrow and tiredness in them.
He was tired of her. She knew he was.
Brittany closed her eyes and gulped. She inhaled deeply and let out a tremble breath.
"Fine. Then go."
Alvin sighed. He began caressing her cheek, but she swatted his paw away. He took a deep breath and said. "I didn't want things to go this way, but you're giving me no choice, Britt."
He climbed up the stairs and entered their room. Brittany wanted to go after him, but decided against it. So, for the first time in three years, she hopped on hers and Alvin's couch alone and waited for him to come down, debating with herself if she should tell him or not, but her stubbornness and fear always had the upper hand, ending the discussion.
About an hour later, he went downstairs with a large red suitcase. Brittany thought he was kidding about leaving, until now. He didn't seem happy to leave, it was quite the opposite. He hopped on the couch beside her and took her paws in his.
"Listen, Britt, I'm not leaving because I don't love you anymore or because I'm tired of you, because you know how much I love you, right? It's just that I think that I should give you a little more space, since I may have been bothering you more than usual. I mean, I think I'm not being the perfect husband for you right now, so I think we should give a break so the both of us could think about it, okay?"
Brittany stared at him, speechless. He couldn't be serious! She didn't want any space away from him, and he indeed was bothering her more than usual, but because she was hiding something from him and he wanted to know what it was, being the caring and concerned husband he is! How could have she been so stupid to let things reach this point?
Oh, right.
She couldn't tell him. For her sake and the sake of their relationship.
Brittany only looked at him, for the longest time and hugged him tight. She would miss him so much. She cried on his shoulder for what seemed like forever, then pulled away and let him dry away the left tears with his thumb.
"Hey, I'll be gone just until things get right between us, okay? Don't cry." She nodded.
"Oh, Alvin, I wish I could tell you… But I just can't, not now, at least." She whispered.
Alvin's face turned serious and he looked at Brittany in the eyes. "Brittany, you can talk to me about anything, whenever you want to, I'll be always there to listen, okay?"
"Okay." She nodded.
He got up from the couch and she followed him to the door.
She leaned on the door, and he took her face in his paw. "If you ever need anything, just call me, okay?" She didn't respond, though. A taxi car just arrived in front of the mansion and Alvin just went towards it. He put his suitcase on the backseat and gave the taxi driver some instructions. But he didn't enter the car. Instead, he ran up the stairs of the house and grabbed Brittany's waist, giving her a long and passionate kiss. She didn't return the kiss and he broke it. After looking at her in the eyes, he whisper "I love you." She didn't answer and he went to the taxi that drove him away.
Those were the last words she ever heard him say.
And now it's been five years since Brittany last saw Alvin. She missed him madly. The first weeks were easy to bear, and she felt somewhat relieved. But, as time passed by, she felt something was missing, like her other half was taken away from her, and she didn't take long to realize what was it.
He told her, five years ago, that if she ever needed anything, she just needed to call him. And she needed something now, didn't she? She needed him. She missed him beside her, either kissing her or just annoying the shit out of her, Brittany missed Alvin so much. She missed the times when they slept together in their bed, hugging each other close, or when they made those childish bets where both of them always lost, or even times when they sang together throughout the house, always in perfect harmony and getting lost in each other's voice… Heck, she even missed the times when he would hide her make up just to-
"Mommy?" Brittany's thoughts were interrupted. She glanced at the bottom of the couch to look at the small figure that called her and smiled.
"Yes, Ally?" The small auburn furred chipette sat in her mother's lap and said. "When is daddy coming home?"
Brittany froze. She still didn't tell her daughter that her father left five years ago because her mother hid her pregnancy from him and they got into a big fight because of that, and she wouldn't start now. She was only four years old, holy nuts! Even though chipmunk babies developed faster than humans, she still wasn't ready for this hard truth. So Brittany stroked her daughter's hair and said. "Oh, sweetie, I don't know, but he'll come home soon. You have to be patient."
Ally whined. "But mommy, he is taking sooooo long!" She sighed and whispered. "I wish daddy could be here with us, because I miss him so much."
Brittany frowned. She hated seeing her daughter like this, and it was all because of her. "I miss him too, honey." She kissed her forehead and said. "Hey, do you wanna sleep here on the couch with me?"
Ally's face instantly lit up. "Of course! Just hold on, mommy, I'll get our things." And she quickly went upstairs.
Brittany smiled. Ally loved sleeping on the couch with her mother. Especially on rainy days. They always watched movies and ate a lot of treats and junks until they got tired and Brittany sung a lullaby to put Ally to sleep. But today was different because Brittany was going to put Ally to sleep earlier. She needed to call someone.
"Mommy, here are the pillows and the blankets! Which movie are we going to watch?" Ally hopped on the couch. Her tail waved back and forth, due to the excitement, and a genuine smile was placed on her lips, much like Brittany's. Aw. She was so cute.
"Actually, sweetie, mommy is really tired right now, so she wanted to sing you a song first, then watch the movies tomorrow, okay?" Brittany said, smiling.
Ally couldn't help but smile back. "Okay, mommy, we can watch the movies tomorrow, but I am picking them this time. Deal?"
Brittany rolled her eyes. She was just like him. They shook paws and Brittany said "Deal."
Ally laid on the couch beside her and Brittany stroked her daughter's hair, while singing softly the lullaby she always sang:
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are.
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky,
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are.
Ally smiled and mouthed the words: "You love this song, don't you?" Brittany smiled back and nodded.
When the blazing sun is gone,
When he nothing shines upon,
Then you show your little light,
Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are.
The little chipette's eyelids started to get heavy, and Brittany smiled to herself.
Then the traveler in the dark,
Thanks you for your tiny spark.
She could not see which way to go,
If you did not twinkle so.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are.
When finished, Brittany leaned in and kissed her daughter's forehead, who was already fast asleep. Her soft breathing took a smile from the pink clad chipette. She ran a paw through Ally's chin and whispered "I love you, my little star."
Brittany doesn't know what she would do without Ally. She is the best thing that ever happened in her life, although, a few years ago, Brittany thought she was a terrible thing. She would be lost without her daughter, just like when a child loses its favorite toy. When Ally was born, Brittany felt an indescribable love wash over her because she was holding in her arms a part of herself and Alvin, and she couldn't have asked for anything better. At the same time, however, Brittany felt a pang of guilt for hiding something so special and beautiful from her husband and lie to her daughter about her father.
She was going to fix this, though. That was the reason why she put Ally to sleep earlier, wasn't it? To call her father and make everything right again so they could be a family. She missed her husband and her daughter missed her father.
Brittany went upstairs and went to the music room. There were all the instruments she and Alvin played when they were singers, including a red piano, Brittany's favorite, which was one of Alvin's gifts for her when they were dating.
This room brought Brittany a lot of memories, both good and bad. Memories of their shows, tours, fan meetings, interviews, charity concerts, and all that stuff. She had now a sad face, because every one of these memories remembered her of how they used to be happy and how she ruined everything by hiding her pregnancy from him, because of her stupid fear and stubbornness.
Brittany shook her head and focused on her mission. She came to this room to do one thing: call Alvin, so she walked further into the room and found what she was looking for.
A few feet away from the red piano, a caramel leather chair was placed in the corner of the room next to a wooden window and beside it a small round marble table with a telephone in the center. She hopped on the chair and took a deep breath. She remembered Alvin's number and dialed it, waiting for him to answer.
Her eyes watered and she closed them, preventing the tears from falling. She told herself mentally to not cry and focus on what was in her paws now. She needed to let all the sorrow and the emptiness of these past five years go away. She loved Ally unconditionally, but she still missed Alvin madly, and her heart felt that, reminding her of it every single day. She didn't know how much longer she could bear this-
"Hello?" A voice said on the other line.
Brittany snapped out of her thoughts and froze. She dropped the telephone on the floor and had her eyes wide. He picked up. Alvin picked up. What was she going to do now? She couldn't talk to him. She couldn't do it. He would hate her for lying and hiding Ally from him.
"Hello? Someone in there?" The voice said again.
Brittany burst out crying. Two waterfalls escaped from her sapphire blue eyes, while soft hiccups were emitted from her mouth.
The voice on the other line suddenly spoke, worried. "Miss? Why are you crying?"
Brittany barely heard what the other voice said, because her crying sounds filled the room. She jumped off the couch and ran to the piano. She sat in its red bench and put her head between her arms and lowered her head, crying even harder. She didn't even notice another voice talking on the phone.
"What's going on here, Mary? Who are you talking to?"
"Oh, Mr. Seville, I think a lady just called you, but she didn't say a word because she suddenly burst out crying and I'm trying to ask her what's wrong." Mary answered.
"Really? Did the lady say her name?" The male asked.
"No, she didn't. Should I hang up and let her call later?" Mary asked.
"No, let me try to talk to her first." Mary nodded and handed Alvin the telephone.
"Hello, miss? Do you wanna talk?" Alvin asked and waited patiently. He got no response, but curiosity washed over him. Why would a woman call him and cry all of a sudden? With that thought in mind, Alvin stood on the line silently, waiting for the woman to cease the crying.
After a minute or so, Brittany dried away her tears, still letting out soft sniffs. She lifted her head and looked at her piano. She took a deep, tremble breath, and said, almost in a whisper "I'm sorry, Ally. Alvin won't come back to us."
Alvin heard that and his ears perked up. He raised an eyebrow. "Who is Ally? What is this woman talking about?" He thought. "How the hell does she know my name? Why won't I come ba-" Alvin froze for a second. "Brittany?" This time, he spoke aloud, incredulous.
Brittany didn't hear him, though. She played the keys of the piano, producing a soft tune, and started to sing.
Hello
It's me
I was wondering if after all these years
You'd like to meet
To go over
Everything
They say that time's supposed to heal ya
But I ain't done much healing
Little did Brittany know that Alvin was hearing everything through the phone she forgot to hang up with a shocked and surprised look on his face.
Hello
Can you hear me?
I'm in California dreaming about who we used to be
When we were younger
And free
I've forgotten how it felt before the world fell at our feet
She didn't know it, but Alvin moved to New York five years ago after their huge argument. He listened intently to her voice and didn't have anymore doubts: It was really Brittany who called him. And she wanted him back.
There's such a difference
Between us
And a million miles
Brittany took a deep breath and closed her eyes to avoid the upcoming tears and sang powerfully.
Hello from the other side
I must've called a thousand times
To tell you I'm sorry
For everything that I've done
But when I call you never
Seem to be home
Hello from the outside
At least I can say that I've tried
To tell you I'm sorry
For breaking your heart
But it don't matter, it clearly
Doesn't tear you apart anymore
The chipette opened her eyes and let the tears fall. She breathed deep, though, and continued the song.
Hello
How are you?
It's so typical of me to talk about myself
I'm sorry, I hope
That you're well
Did you ever make it out of that town
Where nothing ever happened?
It's no secret
That the both of us
Are running out of time
Alvin, from the other side, started crying himself. I can't believe it's her. He thought. But I know it's her. No one else has this angelic voice that made me fall in love years ago and no else would sing this song for me to come back. He smiled weakly as realization hit him. It was really her singing for him. She wanted him back.
So hello from the other side
I must've called a thousand times
To tell you I'm sorry
For everything that I've done
But when I call you never
Seem to be home
Alvin suddenly became serious. Did she already try calling him before? Wasn't he home when she called?
Hello from the outside
At least I can say that I've tried
To tell you I'm sorry
For breaking your heart
But it don't matter, it clearly
Doesn't tear you apart anymore
Alvin had tears in his eyes again. So that was how she was feeling? Guilty? Left aside? She didn't even break his heart in the first place! He just left because he thought it was better for them to have sometime apart from each other to settle their minds right. It wasn't in his plans to leave her upset and guilty! Especially left aside! He let the tears fall and also felt a pang of guilt wash over him.
Oohh, anymore
Oohh, anymore
Oohh, anymore
Anymore
Brittany had tears constantly running down her beautiful face while she played the keys. I can't talk to him, he's going to hate me for everything that I've done, I don't deserve forgiveness. I'm such a horrible chipette. He probably forgot about me by now, but I honestly don't blame him. It was all my fault. She thought and sang the next part full of emotion.
Hello from the other side
I must've called a thousand times
To tell you I'm sorry
For everything that I've done
But when I call you never
Seem to be home
Alvin just listened to his wife singing the last verse of the song showing a hint of pain and emotion with only one thought crossing his mind. I'm coming home, Brittany.
Hello from the outside
At least I can say that I've tried
To tell you I'm sorry
For breaking your heart
But it don't matter, it clearly
Doesn't tear you apart anymore
Brittany finished the song quietly, her face soaked wet with tears. She closed her eyes and whispered loud enough so Alvin could hear from the other line "I'm sorry, Alvin. I love you."
The red clad chipmunk, also tear-stroked said quietly "I love you too, Brittany." He hung up his phone quietly and laid down on the couch, thinking.
"Mr. Seville? Did you talk to the lady?" Mary appeared from the kitchen. When she saw Alvin on the couch, she panicked. "Oh, Lord! Mr. Seville, everything alright? What happened?"
Alvin just looked at Mary and sighed, drying away the tears left. "Brittany called me, Mary. She was the lady."
Mary's eyes widened. She knew who Brittany was. Alvin told her everything about his wife when he moved to New York. He seemed really shaken up with her call and Mary sat on the couch in front of him and grabbed his paws.
"Really? What did she say?" She asked.
"Well… We didn't exactly talk, because she didn't know I was still on line. She cried on the piano I gave her for a minute or so and when she recomposed herself she played it and sung a song." Alvin answered and Mary nodded. She also remembered he told her about the red piano he gave Brittany when they were dating.
"What was the song about?" Mary asked again.
"Long story short, she feels guilty because I left and wants me back. She also apologized a lot in the song, but I have a feeling that it's not only because of that. It looked like she hid something from me and was afraid to tell me what it was…" Alvin answered, thoughtful.
Mary couldn't help but ask. "And you're thinking of coming back to Los Angeles, aren't you?" She grinned a little.
Alvin looked at her and smiled a little. "Of course. I miss Brittany so much. She's my everything and I'll never love anyone else as much as I love her."
Mary chuckled. "You really are a lovely chipmunk, Mr. Seville."
Alvin grinned. "Oh, please, no formalities between us, Mary. We're friends, call me just Alvin."
"But you're my boss. Are you sure?" Mary asked, slightly smirking.
Alvin laughed. "I'm sure."
"Very well, then, Alvin." She winked and they both laughed.
"Listen, Mary" Alvin now was serious "I'll arrange everything for my return to Los Angeles this weekend and I want to thank you for everything you've done for me these past five years and I also want to make you an offer."
Mary also turned serious and raised an eyebrow. "It was a pleasure serving you, Mr. Seville, but what do you want to offer me?"
He shrugged and smiled. "Will you come to L.A. with me?"
Mary's jaw dropped. "Are you serious?" Alvin nodded. "Mr. Se… I mean, Alvin, I can't afford a plane ticket, even though my salary is really good. Furthermore, I don't wanna be a bother to you and Brittany probably won't like the idea of her husband coming back with another chipette, especially an elderly one like myself." She said a little ashamed.
Alvin chuckled and put an arm around her shoulders. "Oh, c'mon, Mary. You're not THAT old, and I don't think you'll be bothering me more than you already do." He smirked and she tugged his ear. "Ouch! Okay, okay, you don't bother me at all!" She giggled. "But all joking aside, I would really appreciate if it you came with me. As to Brittany, we can figure it out when we get there. I'll protect you if she freaks out." They both laughed.
"Well…" Mary started. Alvin looked at her, expectantly.
"Well? You coming or not?" He asked.
"No." Mary answered.
"Ugh, seriously? Come on, Mary!" Alvin pouted.
Mary laughed. "Okay, okay, I'm coming!"
Alvin looked at her, smiling, and gave her a big hug. "Yay! Go pack your bags and leave the ticket issue with me, granny." He winked.
Mary rolled her eyes and tugged his ear again.
"Ouch! Would you stop it?" Alvin said, annoyed.
Mary narrowed her eyes at him. "Stop calling me granny, then."
Alvin rolled his eyes and smiled. "Fine."
Mary smiled. "I'm gonna pack my bags."
Alvin grinned and rolled his eyes once more. Women.
…
Brittany went downstairs after playing the piano to check on Ally. The girl chipmunk was still asleep, snoring softly. She smiled. Ally was just like her when it came to appearance: auburn fur and hair, with bangs that just fell on her forehead and beautiful sapphire blue eyes, but it came to personality she was just like her father.
Ally was a sweet girl, but loved playing pranks on the servants of the house, and Brittany frequently scolded her daughter for that. One day, the gardener was taking care of the pink orchids and red roses, Brittany's favorite plants, when Ally crawled behind him and exchanged the flowers' fertilizers. The next day they were all dead! Brittany was furious and grounded Ally for a week. This was only one of the little girl's antics, but Brittany loved her with all her heart and that was clearly visible when they played together, set up childish bets and competitions and even when they watched movies and slept together in the couch. She couldn't imagine her life without her daughter anymore.
Seeing it was almost dark, Brittany laid down beside Ally, and took her little sleeping figure in her arms, hugging her closer to her chest and kissing her forehead. The chipette's eyelids started to get heavy and she soon found herself drifting off to sleep.
A week later…
Brittany was playing XBOX's Just Dance 2015 with Ally that afternoon. The game consisted of a dance competition in which you need to reproduce the steps of the dancers to earn points. The music currently playing was Katy Perry's Dark Horse. The two chipettes swayed their hips to the beat and whipped their tails back and forth while they did Egyptian-like movements with their paws. They laughed and danced madly until the song was over and Ally's victory was announced, with 5 more points than her mother.
"Yay! I won! Looks like I beat your tail, mommy!" Ally said, still breathing heavily and shaking her tail, mockingly.
Brittany just rolled her eyes and put her paws on her hips, smirking. "That was a close one, Ally. You were only 5 points in front of me."
Ally mimicked her mother, also putting her paws on her hips and rolling her eyes. "I know, but that still means I won." She smirked.
Brittany looked at her daughter and laughed. They were so alike. She walked over to Ally and grabbed her in her arms. "Okay, girl, you won. Now, shall we take a shower? Charlie is making us your favorite snack."
Ally's eyes widened and a giant smile appeared on her tiny lips. "Are you serious? Chocolate chip cookies? No kidding, mommy! Please tell me you're not kidding!"
Brittany laughed. "No, I'm not! Now, go and take your shower okay? The cookies will be ready shortly." She kissed her daughter's cheek. "I love you."
Ally smiled and hugged her mother's neck. "I love you too, mommy. You are the best."
Brittany put the girl chipmunk down and watched her go upstairs. She smiled and also went up to take a shower.
Half an hour later…
Brittany was laying on the couch, waiting for Ally to get ready so they could eat the cookies. She was watching one of her favorite TV shows, The Voice, and singing along with the participants. She loved it and watched since as long as she can remember when, suddenly, the doorbell rang. She raised an eyebrow.
I'm not waiting for anyone. She thought. Who could that possibly be?
Brittany went to the door and opened it. She looked to see who it was.
She froze.
They were standing there, in front of her.
An elderly lady.
And him.
Alvin Seville.
After five years.
He looked at her and smiled.
"Hello, Britt? It's me."
Thanks for reading! It was really nice writing this and now I can say my wish came true haha (Seriously, I was in NEED to write a songfic about Hello, I even learned to play it on the piano!) I was thinking about making a second chapter or maybe leave you guys with the cliffhanger. Which do you prefer? Tell me and review!
Ps: Thanks, by the way, for those who read and reviewed my previous story "Love Between Red and Pink" You guys are amazing! And if you didn't read it yet, go on my profile and check it out!
Peace and Love!
