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Chapter 2: Can You Keep A Secret?
Morning came, and the Chipmunks were up bright and early as they were seated at the dining table with Dave, having their breakfast. Today, it was cereal and pancakes, courtesy of Theodore.
Simon was the first to finish, so he wiped his mouth with a napkin and looked at Alvin. "Alvin, I don't mean to be nosy, but why was Theodore in your bed last night?"
"He was having another nightmare, so I had to comfort him."
Dave looked up from his newspaper, concern written across his face. "Gosh, are you alright, Theodore?"
Theodore's chubby cheeks blushed in embarrassment. "I'm fine, Dave."
"Theodore, it's really pointless to have nightmares. They're simply visions conjured by your subconscious mind. You really should cut down on your midnight snacks. Then you'll get a good night's sleep," said Simon matter-of-factly.
Theodore was about to nod in agreement when Alvin stood up all of a sudden. He turned on his bespectacled brother with an angry glance.
"Easy for you to say, since you're too busy sucking your thumb that you hardly notice anything else!"
"Hey, wait a minute!" said Simon defensively. "I do NOT suck my thumb!"
"Oh, really? I bet Miss Miller can hear you from across the room without her hearing aid!" sneered Alvin.
Theodore cringed in his seat. This was going to be another of those morning routines where his two older brothers would start another day by bickering at each other.
Fortunately, the doorbell rang, saving Theodore from watching a scene unfold before him. "That must be the girls. I'll get it," said Simon, shooting Alvin a final glare before he stormed out.
"Alvin, what's gotten into you? Simon must be hurting from those things you said!" exclaimed Dave.
"But Dave, it's not my fault! I was just standing up for Theodore!" Alvin shot back.
"Well, I'm sure Theodore would appreciate what you're doing, but that's no excuse to hurt Simon's feelings." Dave looked up at the clock and groaned. "I'm running late! We'll talk about this later when I get back from work."
Once Dave had left, Theodore put down his spoon, and faced Alvin with an unusually stern tone. "You don't need to stick up for me all the time, Alvin. I'm not a baby anymore. I try not to be."
Alvin was surprised. This wasn't the Theodore he knew. But people do change from time to time, I guess. Maybe Theodore's going through that too.
"I'm sorry, Theo. But you'll always be our baby. That's what makes you so special," grinned Alvin as he ruffled Theodore's Simon's voice sounded loud and clear.
"Guys, we have to leave! School starts in ten minutes!"
"Coming!" said Alvin and Theodore in unison. They got up and headed for the door.
"Whoops, I almost forgot!" When he was sure that Dave wasn't looking, Alvin reached over and swiped a flower from the vase on the table.
Simon was already waiting at the doorway, with the Chippetes by his side. Brittany and Eleanor looked very happy to see their counterparts walking towards them.
"For you, dear mademoiselle," said Alvin, handing the flower to Brittany. He noticed that she'd been wearing a bit more makeup than usual, but it didn't matter because Alvin knew she was his girl.
"Oh Alvie, that's so sweet!" The two of them kissed tenderly, savouring the moment.
Simon cleared his throat and pointed at his watch. Unlike his brothers, the blue-clad chipmunk was not exactly the kind of guy who displayed his affections publicly, but that didn't stop him from pulling a tissue out of his pocket to wipe off a tiny smudge on the corner of Jeanette's glasses.
Eleanor beamed with joy at the sight of Theodore. She pulled the green-clad chipmunk into a hug and kissed him. "Hi, Theo! Thanks again for the lovely date last night. It was so romantic of you to do that!"
"Uh, yeah, I'm glad you enjoyed it," said Theodore as he returned the hug, but Alvin could tell that something was bothering his baby brother. While Theodore looked distracted and uneasy, he was definitely thinking of something. Or maybe, someone else.
A certain red-clad chipmunk wearing his favourite cap, perhaps?
Their first class was gym, which meant that the boys were separated from the girls for about an hour. Today's lesson was a little different, because the coach had insisted on teaching first-aid during certain emergencies. The first thing they were going to learn was CPR, which brought up groans from the entire class.
"Seville," the coach barked at Alvin, "you can pair up with your brother." He pointed at Theodore.
Alvin volunteered to be the victim, so he lay down while Theodore was about to practice the resuscitation technique. He felt a little tingly when his brother's mouth closed down on his, followed by a whiff of Theodore's breath, coated strongly with the flavours of milk and butter.
He could sense Theodore's passion growing deeper within seconds, but he fought the urge to give in.
This is wrong, this is definitely wrong! Alvin's mind rang out. You're not supposed to be enjoying it! He felt like screaming, but instead, he stood up immediately, pushing Theodore aside.
"I'm not feeling well, coach. May I be excused?" He ran for the doorway before the coach could reply.
There was complete silence as everybody watched Alvin leave the gym. Then Theodore spoke up. "Maybe I should go and check on him."
When Theodore left the gym, he saw Alvin standing by the hallway. Clearly, he must have been expecting his brother to follow after him. Before Theodore could say anything, Alvin dragged him into an empty classroom and made sure that the coast was clear before he locked the door.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" asked Alvin.
"I'm sorry Alvin, but I couldn't help myself." There was sadness in Theodore's voice as he spoke. "I thought we were okay with this, you know?"
"Of course we are," reasoned Alvin. "Can you keep a secret?"
Theodore nodded.
"I know you're in love with me and all, but we can't let anybody find out about this. Not Simon, not Dave, Miss Miller or even the Chippetes. Do you understand?"
"Why?" asked Theodore, confused.
"Let me put it this way. You and I know that Simon sucks his thumb in bed, right? If the whole school were to find out about it, he'd be made fun of endlessly. Heck, it'll probably haunt him to his college graduation! And that's the same with us."
"But we're brothers," pointed out Theodore. "And we're supposed to love each other!"
"Exactly. But... you see, that kind of love isn't for everyone. It's... not a bad thing, but it's not something that everyone does." Alvin struggled to find the words that Theodore would understand.
"Oh...I guess." His forest-green eyes widened with pleasure. "Okay."
"Pinky swear?" said Alvin.
They crossed fingers. "Pinky swear," smiled Theodore.
"Now, where were we?" And without waiting for an answer, Alvin pulled Theodore closer, bursting into a kiss. Theodore leaned against Alvin's body, his lips tingling from this sinful, but heavenly pleasure.
To Be Continued...
P.S: I'm not familliar with CPR being taught in PE classes, but this is fictional, of course. Anyway, if you have ideas for the story that you would like to share, please do. Review, and I'll see you soon, I hope! :)
