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( Author's Note )

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This was a challenge by someone that wants to remain anonymous. Dunno why since it's not Mature or anything. But anyways. You all know I don't normally write for this fandom, nor have I seen it in a very very long time. So, bare with me, while I try to create personalities, from characters that I forgot, I forgot about.

Should be about a three shot, or so.

I don't own Alvin and the Chipmunks, or any of the various series, that has popped up since i last looked at them. Which is a considerable amount. I gain no money from this.

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( Alvin Seville )

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Alvin stared at his reflection in the full length mirror in his room, stared into the faded tired eyes of himself. His eyes wandered over himself. While he wasn't as short as he once had been, he still hadn't gotten taller than five foot even. Still short, regardless of his newer height. His brown hair, usually shiny and full of life, looked lifeless, and dull. His body? It wasn't muscular like he imagined when he would be older, then again it wasn't completely skinny. Average, maybe. He wasn't sure what was average, since no one was the same, so average, was just an ideal, more than an accurate image.

Surely this wasn't what he imagined at fifteen.

It felt as though he had lost everything, and maybe he did. His brothers now had their own rooms, Dave had decided since they were getting older, they each would need/want privacy. At first he had fully welcomed his own room. But after a couple of years, he had begun to miss the company of his brothers. But maybe that wasn't a complete loss, since he could still see them, and hang out with them.

His music career, all but gone. It seemed that his dreams of continuing to sing forever, was nothing more than that. Just a dream. It seemed that music was forever changing, and while he and his brothers still had fans. There wasn't enough to continue touring. Him and his brothers still got royalty checks, for music sold, or songs used in films, or the such. But it wasn't the same to Alvin... he loved having adoring fans. So his music was gone.

Brittney Miller. They had started dating the year before. And while he had thought the chipette with the chestnut colored hair was a brat in their past, he had started to want to be around her. Once his music career crashed though, he found out that she was still just as much of a brat, as she was when they were younger. He remembered it clearly, when Brittney had told him that she deserved better than a has been. Sure, he had been arrogant, and selfish in his past, but he still didn't deserve to be treated like that. He was still alive. A living being, with feelings right? He would have continued staring at himself, if one of his brother's didn't snap him out of it.

"Hey Al, it's time for dinner." Simon called to him from downstairs. Dave had some thing he had to go out of the country for, concerning work, leaving him and his brothers home, so they wouldn't miss school. In his youth, he would have argued, tried almost anything to get Dave to change his mind. Needless to say, he had shocked Dave, when he hadn't even argued. What was the point in going? It wouldn't be a show the 'Chipmunks' would perform.

"Not hungry, Si!" Alvin called back. Didn't matter if he hadn't eaten lunch at school, nor breakfast before hand, he just wasn't hungry. And he wondered slightly, if this was what people called depression.

"But you have to eat, Alvin." Theodore's voice came from behind him. Turning his attention to the mirror again, he noticed his youngest brother, standing in the doorway to his room. "You didn't eat lunch. And-and you didn't touch your french toast this morning."

"It's alright, Theo. I'm just not hungry right now. I'll eat dinner later." He hated lying to his brother... well it wasn't exactly a lie, he would eat something. Maybe a granola bar, or something. Just enough to keep his stomach from growling, or eating itself.

"If you're sure, Alvin." Theodore murmured before leaving. His brother was the same age as him, as was Simon. They were triplets. But Theodore acted much more innocent, and child-like. Maybe it was due to him always being treated like the baby of the trio. But it was true, that Theodore was much more caring than him and Simon, not that they didn't care... they just didn't show it like their youngest brother.

With his two brother's occupied with dinner, he decided to just lay down. Not like he didn't have anything better to do at the moment, or that day... or week.

He sighed after collapsing on the bed. He literally had nothing left to look forward to.

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"Alvin... Alvin!... Mr. Seville!" Alvin sat straight up looking forward in his desk. He hadn't realized that his mind had started to wonder. He looked up at the teacher. "So nice of you to join us, after a nice nap. Now... Your project?"

"I... Uh..." He debated on lying, as he once would have. Some wild, crazy, made up truth about why he didn't do his project. Then sighed, and just shrugged. "I didn't do it."

"Don't even start, I don't want to hear one of your stupid excuse... Wait. What did you say?" The teacher asked looking at him, one of her eyebrows raised slightly.

"I didn't do it. Sorry." He said, then turned his attention to his desk, while the shocked teacher, just stood there, before continuing down the list. Looking at him every now and again. Maybe she was waiting for some shenanigan or something from him. He couldn't blame her, it would be something that he would do. If he still cared.

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( Eleanor Miller )

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"I didn't do it. Sorry." Eleanor had heard Alvin say it, had even heard him say it the first time. But that still didn't mean she believed it. She had known the boy since they were young. And they were all good friends, even if things were not always harmonious between the Chipettes, and the Chipmunks. They weren't human, and didn't always fit in with humans, and they were too different from other chipmunks to ever fit in with them. So, they didn't have much choice, then to be around the only others of their kind.

But Alvin telling the truth? That was unheard of. Shocking to her, more-so than the teacher, because, again, she had known Alvin much longer than the teacher.

She continued watching him throughout the rest of class. He didn't do anything. Which wasn't normal for him. Alright, so he didn't always do his class work, but he would do something. Write a song, or draw, or make paper airplanes. Something! But he did nothing but alternate between staring at his desk, or out the window to his left.

He distracted her enough, that when the bell rung for lunch, she knew that she would have to ask her sister, Jeanette to copy her notes for class, since she had missed much of the lesson.

She followed Alvin into the lunch hall, watched him bypass the lunch line, and head straight for an unoccupied table.

After grabbing her lunch, she quickly went to sit at a table near Alvin, to wait for her sister's to show up. Maybe they would know what was up with Alvin. Jeanette was smart, and usually helped figure out problems for her sisters, so maybe she could help find out why Alvin seemed so different. And Brittney, she was dating the brunet teen, there was no doubt in Eleanor's mind that her sisters, could help with this issue.

"Hey Ellie, what's with the different table?" Jeanette asked, as she walked up, with Brittney not far behind.

"Just, wanted to change it up. Hey Brit, Jean, have you noticed anything different with the Chipmunks lately?" She asked, trying not to look over Brittney's shoulder at Alvin. That would be a dead give away. She didn't want them to just go along with her thought. And it could be that Alvin was just having a bad day, nothing more.

"Theo's been baking a lot, for the upcoming bake sale." Brittney said while picking up her apple, before biting into it. Brittney had ended up stuck in Home Ec class, so she would know what was up with the youngest Seville.

"Simon's about as normal as Simon get's. Involved in one of his projects. Don't get me wrong. I like a good invention, as much as the next girl. But I think the boy's obsessed. But not anything different." Jeanette said, as she alternated between writing in her notebook, to eating a few french fries.

"I meant with Alvin. He's been acting weird today." She went on to explain the odd behavior of the eldest Chipmunk, all through class, and how he didn't get his lunch.

"Well, can you blame him? Maybe he's jut sick of the food. Geez it sucks." Brittney murmured looking at the food left on her plate. Obviously, the only thing that she deemed edible was the apple.

"You're his girlfriend, did something happen?" Eleanor asked her eldest sister. Brittney just looked away.

"I'm not dating Alvin anymore. Not since he found out his music career was bust." Eleanor and Jeanette just looked at Brittney. "What? It's not my fault his music went down the tube. I just... you know... Geez, don't look at me like that!"

"That's low Brit." Jean said, and Eleanor agreed with her. "Dropping him just because his fame started to wane."

"It wasn't just that! You know how arrogant he is, and selfish!" Brittney explained.

"He hasn't been like that since we were twelve, Brit! So you can't use that as an excuse..."

"C'mon, Alvin. You gotta eat somethin'. You haven't eaten in two days!" Theodore's voice carried over to the Chipette's lunch table, which caused both Eleanor and Jeanette to glare at Brittney.

"I did to, Theo. Just leave me alone." Eleanor watched as Alvin put his head down.

"A granola bar doesn't count, Alvin" Simon's voice came next. The voice of reason, for the Chipmunks, she just hoped Alvin would listen, though the silence said that he wasn't going to. "Serious, Alvin... What's wrong?"

Now was the time. Alvin loved to talk about himself. Loved to be the center of attention. He had that in common with Brittney. Any minute, they would all know what was wrong with Alvin.

"Nothing, Si." Alvin muttered in a voice that couldn't convince an overly optimistic toddler, much less anyone at the table.

Nothing much else was said, and Eleanor didn't have any more classes with him for the rest of the day. So she did her best to check on him between classes.

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"Alvin! Hey Alvin!" Eleanor called as she pushed open the double doors leading to the soccer field, not always an easy feat, when you're just a four foot, eight inch, tall female. She had lost most of her baby fat this last summer, and was still trying to get used to being lighter... which made doors a bit heavier, without the added weight to help push them open. "C'mon, Alvin! Just wait up!"

"Oh, hey Ellie." Alvin stopped, long enough for her to catch up to him, before they both continued towards the soccer ball field. "Uh... was there something... I mean. Did you need something?"

"Do I need a reason, to hang around one of my oldest, and closest friends?" Eleanor asked sweetly, hoping that Alvin wouldn't snap at her, like she had seen him do to, Theodore in the hallways between fifth, and sixth periods.

"Guess not. But is there a reason? 'Cause, y'know. You don't normally hang around me." He seemed to think for a moment, before sitting down on the bottom benches of the bleachers. "If I remember right, you told me I was egotistical, obnoxious, and tedious to be around. And while I didn't understand what you meant in our youth, I do know what those words mean now, Eleanor."

"I did call you those things. When we were younger, Al." She sighed. How was she supposed to do this? "But you've matured! And... well..." she touched the tips of her fingers together repeatedly, while looking down. A sure sign to anyone that she was trying to figure out how to say something. "I noticed that you've been acting different. And I was a bit worried."

"Did Britt put you up to this?"

"No!"

"Simon? Theo?" He asked her.

"No, Alvin. I'm here because I'm worried. I overheard you guys at lunch. Theo said you hadn't eaten in a few days." Eleanor was concerned and rightly so. Something was wrong with her friend, and she didn't know what it was, therefore, couldn't help.

"I ate a couple granola bars. And before you start, that is food, and healthy." Alvin huffed.

"Can you tell me what's wrong?"

"I guess. I mean, I couldn't tell Brit, because she went meltdown after I told her about me not touring anymore. And Si and Theo... well they wouldn't understand. My career is over, Ellie. No more adoring fans, egotistical as it might sound. But it made me happy, to make our fans happy. And Brit leaves me because I'm not a big shot, says she deserves better than a 'has been'" She watched him lean forward and bury his face in his hands. She wanted to interrupt, she wanted to tell him Brittney was wrong, that he wasn't just some 'has been', but she couldn't. "Brit wants someone better than me. Jeanette doesn't see anything past her homework, and books she reads. And you... you can't stand being around me... most... of the time. So, where does that leave me? No music, no fans, no life. And being a five foot tall chipmunk, I'll end up being alone forever. So, I'm just not seeing a good side to this, Ellie."

"She's wrong you know, Alvin. You're not a 'has been', so you're not super popular now. But you still have fans out there. Fans that still want words from you. I'm sure there are still fans out there, that still smile when they hear you're songs." she pats his back softly, "And so what if Brit is being a super brat? What else is new? And Jeanette is always studying, and reading her books? I'm here for you. Like I said. I couldn't stand being around you, but you've changed Alvin. You have. We wouldn't be here talking like this, if you hadn't changed."