A Brittanoah Moment
Brittany Miller sat in her house, watching TV alone. Well, not completely alone. While her sisters, her boyfriend Alvin, his brothers Simon and Theodore and the boys' adopted father Dave were out at a movie, Noah Seville, the Chipmunks' step-brother stayed behind. He had already seen the movie they were gonna see, so, not wanting to spoil anything, the young chipmunk stayed behind in his room.
Brittany couldn't really focus on her show. Her mind was too troubled. She didn't know why, but she couldn't just shake the feeling that Noah...hated her. He had reason to hate her, of course. For as long as Noah was a member of the Seville family, Brittany constantly put him down. She taunted him about his Irish accent, and, probably most regretably, Brittany yelled at Noah after he forgot to attend his brothers' concert because he was in his monthly meditation. She said that even his dead parents would turn him away because he was so damn dumb. Brittany shivered as she remembered what happened next.
Noah froze, tears welling up in his eyes. He looked like Brittany had hit him realy hard, which she had in a way. Alvin had looked at Brittany with pure anger. Brittany looked at the angered expressions of her family, still a bit peeved. But when she saw the hurt expression on Noah's face, it dawned on her. "Oh my God, what did I just say?"
A tear fell down Brittany's face. "He...he must really hate me." she said. BONG! BONG! BONG! BONG! The Grandfather Clock told the Time. 4 o' clock. Time for Noah's favorite show. The TV remote flew from the table into the hand of Noah, who was descending down the stairs.
As Noah watched his show, Brittany sighed. She wanted to make amends. Maybe Noah wouldn't want to be friends, but at least he might forgive her. "Noah, can I ask you something?" Brittany asked. "Sure, Brittany." Noah said, taking a sip from his cup of non-alcoholic whiskey. "Do you...do you hate me?" Brittany asked. Noah nearly spit out his drink. "Hate you? What the munk would give you such a ridiculous idea?" he asked. Brittany looked down at her feet. "Well, ever since you came to live with us, I've been nothing but a total bi-" Noah wrapped Brittany in a hug. "Brittany, though you do sometimes make me mad, sad, etc., I love you and think of you as a sister. Never forget that." he said.
Brittany smiled as she returned Noah's gentle hug. Sudenly, Noah's stomach rumbled. "Whew, I am famished. I think I'll order a pizza from Pizza Kingdom. What toppings do you like, Britt?" Noah asked, pulling out his phone. "Plain cheese with cheese-stuffed crust, if you don't mind." Brittany said.
Noah was surprised. That's the same pizza I order!" he said. Brittany smiled as she crep closer to Noah. She locked her blue eyes with his emerald ones. "Betcha I can finish the pizza before you can." she said. "You, my pink-clad friend, are so on!" Noah said as he dialed the number.
(Hope you liked. I'm not sure it was a good idea.)