Chessboxing
(Disclaimer: I do not own Alvin and the Chipmunks.)
Simon asked Dave to sign him up for the Chessboxing Tournament.
"But Simon, since when are you into boxing?"
"Oh, well, actually, I've been practicing with Alvin. Oh, Alvin, would you like to show Dave what you've taught me about boxing?"
Simon winked at Alvin.
Alvin said, "Oh, yeah. I've taught him loads. He's a natural. Come on, Simon, show me your right hook."
Simon threw a weak punch in Alvin's face and Alvin yelped and fell down, pretending as though he had been slugged hard.
"Take it easy, Simon. Save your best punches for the competition."
"I don't know…" said Dave. "Are you sure you're ready for this? I wouldn't want you to get hurt…"
"Trust me. Simon's a champ!"
"He's correct, Dave. I've calculated the thrust and velocity of my punches, and the speed of my reflexes, and they are on par with Alvin's. In fact, though I am not quite as strong as Alvin, my reflexes are quicker."
"Well, okay, then." Dave, though rather hesitantly, filled out the parental permission form.
On the day of the competition, Dave called, "Boys, it's time to go!"
Theodore and Simon ran down stairs to get in the car.
"Are you nervous, Simon?" Theodore asked.
"A little."
"Hey, what about Alvin?"
"He can't make it today."
Dave called, "ALLLVIN, we're leaving. Are you coming or not?"
"Sorry, Dave. I've, uh, got to work on an English paper that's due tomorrow."
"Alvin, tomorrow's Sunday."
"Did I say tomorrow? I meant the day after. Trust me, I'm going to need the extra study time."
"Alvin, since when do you worry about your study time?"
"Since they've threatened to suspend me from the football team! Yeah!"
"Well, that's too bad, Alvin."
"Yeah, I guess I shouldn't have spent all that time teaching Simon how to box."
While Dave was buckling up, Simon said, "WAIT! Dave, I forgot my lucky socks!"
"Simon, I didn't know you were superstitious."
"What do you mean you didn't know? I always wear my lucky socks when I play tournament chess."
Simon ran into the house to grab a random pair of socks, giving Alvin just enough time to run out to the back of the car. Alvin tried to open the trunk, but it was locked.
Simon went to the trunk with the keys to open it and to place his "lucky" socks, as well as Alvin, inside.
"Simon, why don't you just put your lucky socks on now?" asked Dave.
"I can't wear them until the competition," Simon said. "It'll jinx them".
When they got to the competition, Simon forgot all about his "lucky socks". He was sitting at the chess table, watching Dave and Theodore, as well as Miss Miller and the Chipettes, especially Jeanette, cheer him on. He watched Theodore eating his popcorn, acknowledging that Alvin was not in the crowd because he was supposed to be at home studying, when the fact was that he was locked in the trunk, where he wouldn't be able to trade places with Simon whenever the chess timer ran up.
Simon panicked. There was no time to ask Dave if he could run out and get the lucky socks and let Alvin out.
The first match started. Simon's foe looked like a formidable boxer, but Simon checkmated him in less than two minutes. It was the same story for his second and third foes, but the fourth foe was formidable. Simon would have no problem defeating him, but it was going to run a little over four minutes…
The referee called time. Simon had one minute to panic before he was thrown into the ring.
