Bring Him Home

By Mazelynne

OCs created by Mazelynne

Characters created by Ross Bagdasarian

An Alvin and The Chipmunks fancic

Chapter 1

Dreaming Through His Eyes

I sprinted toward the tattered building, my calves protested with every time my feet came on and off the cemented ground. I twisted my head around to look one last time, alas, he was drawing nearer. I can feel my mouth go dry and my heart went thumping at an astonishing speed. I tore through the door and slammed it closed with all the force my small arms could muster.

I hated it in there. Every look, every sound, every smell, every taste, I can't believe this is what I should be calling 'home.'

'This isn't home.' I thought to myself, gritting my teeth. 'This is not my home. My home is somewhere else.'

There was a terrible screech coming from the opposite side of the door. When I yell back, I knew I sounded terrified. "Leave me alone!"

He didn't answer my plea, for the knob turned and my stomach turned itself into a knot. He stood there, gruesome and horrible as ever, boring holes into my head with his bloodshot eyes.

"Why were you over there at the station?" He demanded, taking a swift stride towards me and I recoiled. "Where's a train going to take you?"

"Home." I answered. "My real home. Where I belong."

"You belong nowhere." He said fiercely. "You belong on the streets. You're fortunate enough that I decided to take you in."

"No, I belong with my family!" I argued and my voice wavered, tears pricked at my eyes.

"What family?" He eyed me. "You said you've lived outside all alone for you're whole life."

I always got confused with all the lies I've told him. What have I told the truth about? What have I made up? What really happened? I'm not even sure what I say is true or false anymore.

"Erm…" I squirm as he stares down at me, waiting for an answer. I came up with a response. "I just don't want to be around you. You're not what I'd like to call family."

That had really set him off.

"Well!" He yelled in a shocking volume. "I needn't keep you here much longer! If you don't respect all I've done for you then you than you can just get out of my house!"

I stared at him for a few seconds. Was he really letting me walk away just like that? At all my attempts to get away, he just lets me go now?

He must've thought that I doubted his words because he picked me up by the neck of my shirt and lifted me up in the air. "I said to get out!" He shook me as I dangled a few feet from the ground. I started to choke and he glared at me through slits.

Opening the door, he threw me forward, and I dropped onto my hands and knees. From behind me I heard the door shut. I tried to get up but my attempts were futile, my legs were still shaking with fear. I sat on the curb and brought my knees to my chest, wrapping my arms around them. I sob erupted from my throat and tears made its way down my cheeks.

"I'll make it back home." I told myself quietly. "No matter how hard the journey."

"Simon!"

I bolted upward into sitting position, startled by the sudden high pitched voice that interrupted my nightmare.

"Simon!" My brother, Theodore, exclaimed. "Are you all right?" He was sitting beside me on my blue patterned bed; he looked at me with big green eyes.

"Of course I am." I assured him. "Why wouldn't I be?" I grabbed my glasses from the night stand over to my right.

"You looked like you were having a bad dream again."

I put my glasses on and I looked down at my palms. Yes, Theodore knew me all too well. I wasn't too sure what to say to that. "Well…"

"You did didn't you?" He turned worried and interested all in one moment. "Tell me all about it." He ordered.

I explained to him all that I've seen, every color, every sound, every feeling.

"You remember about the whole… Alvin thing right?" I said to him, being careful with my words as to not upset him.

"Yes." Theodore shifted uncomfortably. "How could I possibly forget?"

"I've come to an unsure conclusion, that maybe, in my dreams…" I stopped, thing of ways to explain.

"Yeah…" Theodore pressed. "Go on."

"Maybe I'm dreaming… well… what Alvin's seeing." I looked back down at my hands.

Theodore nodded, but his face seemed to be in a puzzled form. "Like… a telepathy thing?"

"Sort of." I thought hard. "I'm not sure if triplets can really do that. Or maybe it's just a regular dream."

"I think not." Theodore said with a frown. "You've been having this kind of dream since Alvin left, and you say that you've looked down at yourself so many times that you can definitely tell that your arms and legs are just a little shorter than your own."

"Well, if we know that I'm really dreaming through Alvin's eyes," I said, "How do we know if that's what's happening to him? Or maybe it's just my imagination?"

"We don't know." He said seriously. "But it could be a good way to seek where he is."

"But I've never seen the place before. I didn't know the location."

"Does it matter all that much? As long as you know the details, like what it looks like." Theodore smiled a hopeful smile, one I haven't seen since the day before Alvin left. "This may be our chance to finally get him back!"

"It may be!" I grinned. It felt good to feel happy again.

"What a wonderful advantage we have here." Theodore breathed. "Being triplets gives us incredible abilities."

"I agree."

The smile suddenly washed off Theodore's face. "Poor Alvin." Tears came to his innocent eyes. "All that has really happened to him?"

That made me realize, that all the dreams I had woke up from in fright, sadness, grief… that was what Alvin had been through.

I swallowed, trying to drain those thoughts away. I put a hand on Theodore's shoulder and gave it a gentle squeeze. Instead of answering his question, I said, "We'll find him. Don't worry."

"You promise?" Theodore asked in unusually quiet voice. He looked at me directly in the eyes and I can just feel my heart melt.

"I promise." I whispered. "Once we find out exactly where he is, we'll set off to find him."

Theodore nodded again and grasped my hand. "I hope that's soon."

"Me too."

There was a moment of silence. Tears returned to Theodore's eyes as he suddenly doubted. "Do you really think we'll find him?"

"Of course."

"We'll bring him back home… right?"

"We'll bring him home." I remembered what Alvin had said during my dream. "No matter how hard the journey."

I really hoped you enjoyed this first chapter, and I pray that you'll stick with me through the whole story. This may be a long, dreary, sad, scary story, but please try to keep reading! I love when people comment on my writing. Though I've never written for a website, I have written for contests and such and have been judged and commented about. I need comments, or reviews for that matter.

Thank you so much for reading this. Any questions about the story, just ask.

You'll eventually find out why Alvin left in the first place, and how long ago. Theodore may come in and out of character, depending on the situation.

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