Okay, so I've edited this, finally, and humanized everything. So, you won't be reading anything all chipmunky and furry, and then suddenly when you get to chapter four, their tails got chopped off and they evolved into humans.
Disclaimer: I don't own Alvin and the Chipmunks.
Read on, and enjoy the ride.
The stars flickered, twinkling in the deep night sky, while the moon was shining bright as ever. The waves glistened as they crashed softly against the big white cruise ship as it flowed across the sea. But no one noticed or paid attention to any of this; their attention was on three stars. Three certain rock stars.
On the ship, everyone in the crowd jumped up and down, cheering crazily, while a fairly young host, dressed in a black dress suit appeared with a black bowtie, hair all slicked back, big broad smile. He went up and grabbed the microphone.
"Thank you! Thank you! Let's hear it again for Luke and his band!" The young man said in his best host voice, pointing over to where a black-haired boy, who dressed as if he were from the '50's, and a few other men were packing up their things. The band waved before they disappeared behind a closing dark blue curtain. The crowd cheered even louder clapping their hands.
A group had just finished singing their last piece for the night, although the night wasn't over quite yet. There was still one more group performing.
When the crowd quieted down, the host continued and the sound of a guitar began playing a repeated rhythm in the background, "Well, let's not waste time now! The moment you've all been waiting for! Let's give it up for The Chipmunks!" The young host said before walking out of the spot light.
The bright spotlights dimmed down and the curtains reopened revealing four black silhouettes against a soft red light, which made the crowd, go even crazier. One of the black silhouettes was slamming on his guitar, playing the repeated rhythm, but soon was joined by another guitar and the beat of the drums. Everyone threw their arms in the air, dancing around in the center of the room, swaying their body to the beat of the music as if hypnotized by it, not caring in the world who watched. This was a party, and no one was going to back down. Soon a soft shade of blue began to shine along with the red, and you could see more of who was on stage; no longer black silhouettes.
The fairly young man onstage, with black framed glasses, dressed in black jeans, and a blue V-neck began playing a melody over the repeated rhythm and when it was over, another guy dressed in ripped jeans, with a white V-neck, and a black leather jacket, plus a red cap finished up his beat also, and stepped up to the microphone.
Click clack shimmer 'n shine,
Everybody's in a line now,
Dressed up to the nines now baby,
As soon as the boy began to sing, the other guy wearing a black shirt and baggy jeans, began to play his bass guitar, and the guy wearing a green V-necked shirt and black jeans, softly began playing along to the beat on the drums.
Silver, shiny, sexy, it's love and,
The music's playing so loud,
Disco balls and big crowds baby
Some boys and girls in the room that were sitting down, soon grabbed their dates and brought them out to the dance floor, swaying their body's side to side, going along with the beat of the music. As if on cue, the disco ball on the ceiling soon began spinning round, flashing the room with bits of light, as soon as the red capped man singing mentioned "disco balls". After the verse, the guy wearing black framed glasses joined in singing on the pre-chorus.
Her eyes, they tell me what I need to know,
Your touch tells me where I need to go,
My lead will make you wanna get so close,
The two boys singing soon picked up their guitars that were hanging on their shoulders and began lightly playing, getting louder and louder, than all of the males onstage began singing together, except for the bass guitarist.
Well I like to dance,
So if you do just get on the floor,
Forget the romance,
This is what music was created for,
So find someone hot,
And if you're not it doesn't matter,
Baby take what you got and,
Just go dancing you'll feel better,
Then they all stopped playing their instruments except for the one with the red cap and he sang solo:
I like to dance,
I like to dance, dance, dance, dance,
The boy wearing black glasses stepped up to his microphone taking lead, and the bass guitarist and drummer played their beat.
Lovesick electric sex thoughts,
Are flying all around me,
He said, she said "let's leave" baby,
Fashion lives alive in her dress,
And her eyes'll never leave her,
The song creates a fever baby,
Then the munk with the red cap joined in, quietly playing his guitar, gradually getting louder.
Her eyes, they tell me what I need to know,
Your touch tells me where I need to go,
My lead will make you wanna get so close,
The boy in the red cap took lead again, with the stronger voice, and they all sang together, singing the chorus.
Well I like to dance,
So if you do just get on the floor,
Forget the romance,
This is what music was created for,
So find someone hot,
And if you're not it doesn't matter,
Baby take what you got and,
Just go dancing you'll feel better,
Lovesick, lovesick, electric,
Lovesick, lovesick, electric,
Lovesick, lovesick, electric,
Lovesick, lovesick, ELECTRIC,
Soon almost everyone was on out in the middle, dancing. Whether or not they came with a date, they still found a partner. It didn't matter whether they were too young or too old, everyone still moved out there on the dance floor like they were a nation; no one cared who they stood next to. Only the beat of the music was their dance partner, and that's all that mattered to them in the moment. The two boys kept slammin' on their guitars, while the drummer kept up with his beat and lightly sang, almost whispering: I like to dance, at least four times, before they all began singing; some males in the crowd even joining in a little.
Well I like to dance,
So if you do just get on the floor,
Forget the romance,
This is what music was created for,
So find someone hot,
And if you're not it doesn't matter,
Baby take what you got and,
Just go dancing you'll feel better,
More and more people began joining in on the singing as they got to know the words, or like some, they already knew the lyrics to the song.
Well I like to dance,
So if you do just get on the floor,
Forget the romance,
This is what music was created for,
So find someone hot,
And if you're not it doesn't matter,
Baby take what you got and,
Just go dancing you'll feel better,
Lovesick, lovesick, ELECTRIC!
Everyone screamed and cheered even louder, jumping up and down from all the excitement and dancing. The performing group chatted a little, before the male in the red cap stepped up to the microphone, fixing the position of his hat a little, while flashing a smile to a couple of ladies in the front, giving them a wink—which made them giggle, almost fainting.
Shaking his head, chuckling a little, he began speaking, "Hey everybody! For those of you who don't know who we are, I'll just give a quick intro before I say anything else. That over there," he said pointing at the male with glasses, "is Simon, my little brother," which Simon gave a small wave in response, and a group of girls cheered, obviously fans of him.
"The one playing the drums," the male in the red cap continued on, pointing over to the guy in green sitting at the drum sets, "is Theodore, the youngest out of us three," he said spinning his hand around between him, Simon, and Theodore.
Theodore too waved a little, just like Simon, and a different group of women cheered. Continuing on, he pointed his direction over to the man in black and said, "And that over there, he's a special guest helping us out tonight, special thanks to him, give it up for Rick." Which, Rick waved and another group cheered for him.
"Alright so—oh, and by the way, I'm Alvin," he said which another group cheered just like all the others. "Yeah, so that was one of our newest songs, I like to Dance, some of you may have heard of it, others, it's new for ya. So tonight, we're only going to be singing, probably like, three or two more songs," which caused the crowd to whine after said, "—but hey! We're gonna be performing every single night of this week, so, you've got a whole lot more songs coming your way," he quickly said flashing his famous smile that caused all the girls swoon over in a daydream, and everyone began cheering once again (mainly the girls in the room).
After the crowd quieted down, he continued, "This next song we're gonna sing, it's actually one of our first songs, that we sang, so you've probably heard of it." And with that, he took a glance at his brothers, then at Rick, and nodded to them before they started the beat and began to sing.
Some of the crowd took their seats while others stayed out on the dance floor, still wanting to dance. The music was still their dance partner, and she wasn't seeming to get tired. In the farthest corner of the room, at a table, three girls sat chatting with each other, not once, getting up to dance though, due to the refusal of the auburn-haired girl, not wanting to get any closer than they already were to him, as she would put it.
"Wow! They still have it in them. And they're how old? Twenty-two?" The auburn-haired girl, hair done up in a high ponytail, wearing a crème colored tank, tucked into a coral colored skirt that flowed down to her ankles, exclaimed, deep ice blue eyes gazing in awe at the band onstage, particularly at the male in the red cap.
"Brittany, it's not that old, and they're twenty-one, not twenty-two." The chocolate-haired girl, sitting right next to her wearing bright purple framed glasses, hair done up in a messy bun, wearing a dark purple dress that flowed down to her ankles corrected saying it matter-of-factly.
"Yeah Britt," the blonde-haired girl, hair done up in two pigtails, wearing a bright spring green dress that flowed down just a little below the knee, sitting next to the girl clad in purple, agreed, "They're only twenty-one; just a year older than us."
"Are you kidding me? Ellie, Jean, that my dears, is so old!" Brittany snorted in disgust.
Jeanette and Eleanor both rolled their eyes, smiling at their older sister's sudden "disgust" at how old the three boys they used to be friends with, whom were singing on stage, were.
"Honestly, Britt, if you think twenty-one is old, then basically you think we're old, 'cause we're only twenty," Jeanette said taking a sip of water from the glass in front of her.
Brittany looked at her sister in horror. "Jeanette! How can you say only twenty? Twenty is a thousand times younger than," she shuddered, "twenty-one."
Jeanette rolled her eyes. "Umm, yeah…Brittany, we are so, uh, a hundred times younger than they are," she said, taking a quick glance at the four men, looking at the bespectacled one in particular.
"Thousand," Brittany corrected, "It's a thousand times."
Jeanette looked over at Eleanor, who just chuckled, shaking her head. Sighing, Jeanette decided to change the subject knowing that if they got any further into it, Brittany would make an even bigger deal out of it than it already was.
"So…" The purple clad girl began, fixing her glasses a little. "How are you doing with, well, you know…umm—"
"Oh please, Jean, I told you I'm fine with this; just as long as I don't get any closer than, well, this," Brittany said, emphasizing where they were sitting, with a scoff.
"Well, okay…but are you sure? I mean, you never know; we can just as easily bump into them when we least expect it," Jeanette stated, trying to read her older sister's face, but soon gave up seeing that it was blank.
"Yeah," Eleanor joined in, "you know, they might be able to spot us out in this crowd. In fact, they may be spotting us right now, this very moment."
Brittany could only roll her eyes. "Sure, yeah, they might spot us…or bump into us," she added looking at Jeanette who just shied back in response, "but they'll probably not recognize us. I mean come on, it's been what? Four years since they've seen us? You know we have actually changed over those four years."
"That's true, it has been some time since they've seen us," Eleanor agreed, "but Britt, Al—he," she corrected herself knowing how much her older sister hated hearing his name, "might recognize you. In fact, he," she pointed over at the boy singing on stage wearing a red cap, "knows you better than even we do, and that's a lot saying that we're your own sisters." She pointed out earning a nod from her sister seated next to her.
Letting out an annoyed sigh while taking a quick glance over at him, Brittany's deep ice blue eyes hardened. "No he does not know me that well," she denied, more of trying to convince herself than her sisters. "And if he did know me that well, he probably forgot it all by now," she continued, trying to reason things out.
"Britt," Jeanette sighed, "either way, I'm not really sure if he could forget…you were everything to him. You were also his every first. You were his first best friend, first love, first kiss, first heartbreak, first thing in his life he ever lost, first—"
"Alright, alright," Brittany cut in. "Just get to the point," she grumbled folding her arms across her chest.
"Oh, right…sorry, but my point is: to have something that means the whole world to you leave you, it's hard to let go of it…and you mean that much to him, probably even more."
"I think you mean, meant, Jeanette," Brittany said dropping her gaze down to her hands in her lap, eyes softening. "That was the past, I don't mean anything to him anymore now…not after what I did…and whether or not I want him back, I can't go back to him." She finished whispering the last part, eyes lost in a trance.
Jeanette looked over at Eleanor for help; she wasn't always the best when it came to comforting.
"I'm sorry you guys…" Brittany suddenly said.
Both Eleanor and Jeanette looked at her confused.
"Why should you be sorry?" Eleanor questioned looking at Jeanette questioningly to which she only shrugged not knowing why either.
"Brittany, you haven't done anything wrong," Jeanette defended, clueless to what she was sorry about.
The two younger sisters stared at Brittany, who had her head bowed down. But soon they both let out a small gasp after seeing a drop of water fall down and onto her lap.
"Please don't cry," Eleanor pleaded. "It's okay," she said reaching across grabbing hold of Brittany's hands, while Jeanette put her hand on Brittany's shoulder comfortingly.
"No it's not," Brittany said, her eyes filling to the brim. "It's not okay; it's because of me that we haven't been able to see the boys in like, four years! And I know, I know you guys care a lot for the boys. I know you guys have feelings more than 'just friends' for them…," she paused before looking up into Jeanette's glimmering green eyes, "I know you love Simon with all your heart Jeanette; you would do anything for him if you could…," pausing again, she looked into Eleanor's soft brown eyes. "And Eleanor, you adore Theodore; he's everything you ever wanted in a guy…," stopping once again, she dropped her gaze back down to her lap before looking back up, "and it's all because of me that we're apart from them; all because of me, we totally disappeared off the face of the earth to them! In fact, they probably think we're dead now! Oh, and don't you dare deny that it isn't my fault—'cause we all know it's my fault," she finished darkly, biting her bottom lip to try and prevent anymore tears from falling.
Jeanette opened her mouth to speak, but she stopped herself and did the only comfort she knew how to: hug it out. She pulled Brittany into a tight hug before whispering, "It's okay though. We're sisters, and sisters always stick together. We're always going to be by your side; no matter what."
After a few more seconds, they pulled apart and Jeanette smiled at her.
"Thanks girls; you've always been by my side and, I just hope you know how much I appreciate everything you guys do for me," Brittany said giving a weak smile.
Eleanor and Jeanette brightened their smiles, which made Brittany brighten hers up.
"Well," Brittany began, wiping away the tears at her eyes. "Is my makeup messed up?" she questioned which made Jeanette and Eleanor chuckle.
"No Brittany, it looks fine," Eleanor said rolling her eyes, but froze and quickly looked at the empty seat next to Brittany.
"Umm, Britt?" Eleanor said smiling uneasily.
"What? Is there a spider on me? Do I look funny?" Brittany panicked looking around and touching her hair to see if it was messed up.
"No, no, no, no, you look fine, and there's no spider on you…," Eleanor reassured remembering that last time she was going to tell Brittany something, it was because there was a spider on her. Smiling at the memory remembering how much her older sister flipped out, she shook her head and continued to what she was going to say. "But, umm where's Alex?" she finished, glancing at the empty seat next to Brittany.
"Oh gosh, he's not next to me anymore, is he?" Brittany said through clenched teeth, now smiling uneasily, already knowing the answer.
"Ha, no, he's not," Eleanor answered back, her smile faltering.
"Jeanette?" Brittany questioned for confirmation, not even wanting to look.
Biting her bottom lip, Jeanette confirmed, hesitantly smiling, "He's not there Brittany."
"Right," Brittany said, still talking through clenched teeth.
Taking a quick glance around the big room they were in a grim veil shielded her eyes. "Well, uh, ha," she forced out a laugh before her expression changed to solemnity. "Jeanette you go over there, Eleanor you over there, and I'll go over there," Brittany quickly said, directing Jeanette to go over to one side of the room, Eleanor to go over to the refreshments area, and herself to go over to the dance floor area. "Okay?" she questioned to make sure they got it.
They both nodded their heads.
"Yup," Eleanor chirped.
"Got it," Jeanette confirmed.
"Alright, let's break!" Brittany said slamming her hands down on the table swiftly getting out of her seat followed by Jeanette and Eleanor, all three knowing exactly what to do.
I don't own the song: I like to Dance by Hot Chelle Rae.
I'm sorry, I would've typed up my own song, but...I'll come back some day and re-edit this so the song is my own. But for now, it's popular artists that you'll get. Well, at least songs that I know.
Thanks so much for reading! And tell me what you think!