Ch. 2 - Alvin the Catatonic

Dawn broke and sunlight seeped through the window of the chipmunks' bedroom. J woke up and so did Simon and Theodore. They groaned and she shushed them so Alvin would remain sleeping. But the sunlight woke him up anyway. "I'm guessing you're not feeling any better today?" J asked him. He shook his head. "I'm so sorry this happened to you."

Simon was getting ready for science club and Theodore was getting ready for his cooking class. Dave came into the room and made sure the boys were getting ready. "Good morning." He said to all of them. "Dave, why don't they go to school like me?" J asked. "That is a good question. I'll have to look into that." Dave replied. Theodore turned to us and asked, "What's school?"

"A place where you learn stuff like science, math, ELA, social studies." J told him. "Sounds fun!" Simon said, putting on his sweater. " For you, maybe." she says. "You don't like it?" Theo questioned. "No, I think it's boring. But, you know, everyone has a different opinion." J said. "Why don't you just not go?" Simon asked. "It's illegal to skip class without a good reason like being sick." J answered. "Oh." They said.

Alvin looked exhausted. "Go back to sleep, Alvin." Dave said. J shut the blinds to the window so the sunlight wouldn't bother him. "I'll take care of Alvin while you're with Simon and Theodore." I told Dave and sat on Alvin's bed. Before they left, the chipmunks hugged me. After they left I rested next to Alvin for a while.


J was sleeping when Alvin's stomach rumbled and he tapped her on the shoulder. "Hm? Hey, baby, what's up?" she asked him as she sat up. Alvin was unsure how to tell her he was hungry so he thought for a minute. He got it and pointed to his mouth. "Are you hungry?" J asked him. He nodded. "Ok, how's toaster waffles?" J asked. He smiled and nodded again. "I'll be right back." she got a tray with some waffles and brought it up to Alvin. "Here, enjoy." J said and he hugged her like he was thanking her. "You're welcome." she giggled and they shared the toaster waffles. When they were done J cleaned up the tray.


Alvin's body was hurting and he could barely move so J stroked him. "What hurts?" she asked him. He pointed to like everything. "You poor thing." J said. "You know what might help?" she stroked him. He shrugged. "Tell me what happened." He backed up from he and her started to shake again. "Okay, okay. I'm sorry. I want you to get well again. That's all." I hugged him and he stopped shaking. "That's better." I said. We decided to go back to sleep.


Alvin woke up and had a really bad urge to go to the bathroom. He quickly shook J awake. "Yeah?" she giggled when she noticed that Alvin was blushing slightly and was kinda squirming. Alvin looks adorable when he's embarrassed. He began to blush deeply and J grew concerned. I stopped giggling and asked, "Okay, what's wrong?"

He pointed to the door. "Outside? What?" J was so confused. Alvin wasn't sure how much longer he'd be able to hold it so he got off the bed and tried to go himself but he fell over. "Are you okay? Let me help you." It must have been important considering how fast he was moving, or tried to move. J scooped him up and walked outside the door. Alvin pointed to the bathroom down the hall. "Oh, okay." J said. 'That explains the squirming and why he was embarrassed.' J thought.

J went to the bathroom door and opened it for him and he tried to go in. He made it a couple inches and stopped to lean against the wall for support. J got really worried. She did not want to have to help him for this. "Do you really need my help just to pee?" Alvin didn't want help in the bathroom, but he found himself nodding and turning a bright red. "Alvin, no. Can't you just hold it till Dave and your brothers get back?" J tried. He squeezed his tail between his legs and begged, tears forming in his hazel- brown eyes.

She stared at him with sympathy. "That bad, huh? Oh, I cannot believe I'm gonna do this. C'mon, Alvin. You owe me big time." J scooped him up and he kissed her cheeks obsessively. "Okay, I get it. You're welcome. Alvin... Alvin!" she pushed him away from her and he stopped. She carried him in and a few minutes later, came out. Alvin sighed with relief but he was humiliated. "We will never speak of this again." J told him. He nodded with agreement but couldn't look at her. We headed back to his room.

"Is there anything else I can help you with?" J asked sweetly, setting him down on his bed. She knew that he felt bad for making her do that as well as mortified. Alvin shook his head, still avoiding eye contact, and laid down. He turned his body so I couldn't see his face. "Hey, what's wrong?" J asked him. He turned to her and his face was still red with humiliation. "Baby, it's okay. As awkward as that was, I'd still do that a million more times for you if I had to. I don't though, right?"

Alvin shook his head and smiled. "Well, I want you to know that you never have to feel embarrassed in front of me, okay?" J assured him. Alvin wasn't to convinced but nodded anyway. She cuddled him until he stopped blushing. Now he was convinced. "I love you." He kissed her cheek to say 'I love you too.' she giggled and laid him down. J shrank to his size and laid down beside him. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me closer. J put my arms around him and we fell asleep.


Dave came home with the boys. They went upstairs to check on us and saw Alvin and J sleeping together. "Looks like J's got everything under control." Simon chuckled at the sight. "Dave, can Simon and I go to the park?" Theodore asked. "Sure. I'll call Claire to take you." Dave replied. "Just be home by 3." Simon and Theo hopped to the park along with Claire. Dave shut the door and went to call the doctor.

He was lucky to get an appointment in a half hour. He came in to wake them up. "Wake up. Time to go to the doctor." Their eyes opened and we looked at each other. Then we looked at Dave. J got up and said "Okay, I'm gonna change." She went home and dressed.

When J came back, Alvin was asleep again and Dave was trying to wake him up. "Alvin, if you want to get better than you have to go to the doctor." Dave said. "Alvin if you wake up, I'll stroke you for an hour straight." J told him. He shot up and nodded. She unbuttoned his night shirt and put on a sweater. Dave helped him off the bed and he tried to walk. He could walk again. "Great job, Alvin. You can walk again. You are getting better!" J exclaimed. "He couldn't walk before?" Dave asked. "No, his whole body hurt." J answered. She carried him down the stairs but he walked outside on his own.

Alvin felt nauseous on the way out to the car. Very nauseous. Unable to stop it from coming up, Alvin started to vomit again in the grass by the curb. When he was done, he felt lightheaded. He stepped back and groaned. J cleaned his face and carried him to the car. She put on our seatbelts and Dave drove off.

Alvin groaned and rubbed his head. It was throbbing. He looked out the window but the sun shone in his eyes, causing his head to hurt more. He turned to J's and buried his face into my stomach. She patted his back. "We'll be there soon, Alvin." J said "Just hang in there."


They sat in the Clinic waiting room. Alvin looked around depressed, tired, and bored. J rubbed his back as his eyes cast the floor with despair. He wanted to say something, anything, but he just couldn't.

A nurse came in and asked, "Alvin Seville?" they followed the nurse to a room. "Your doctor will be here shortly." She said and left. Alvin gave a weary sigh and sat in J's lap. Dave and J looked at each other and then Alvin. It was devastating to see Alvin like this. They hated to admit it but we liked the old Alvin, the mischievous him. Seeing Alvin like this made us miss the mischievous nature that he usually harbored.

The doctor came in. "Hello, Mr. Seville." He greeted, "I'm Dr. Tomas." He looked over at Alvin. "This must be your son." Dave nodded. "Yes, this is my son, Alvin." Dr. Thomas looked at J. "And who's she." The Dr. asked. "Alvin's sister." Dave answered. Thomas was confused. "It's a long story." J said. Dr. Thomas brought his attention back to Alvin. "Not feeling well, huh?" Alvin shook his head.

"How long has he been sick?" Dr. Thomas asked. "Since last night." Dave replied. "Yeah, I had to stay with him all night to make sure he would be okay." J added. "Did he have any headaches? Nausea? Fever? Dizziness?" The Dr. asked. They didn't even have to answer because Alvin nodded vigorously to every symptom.

"Yeah, he was pretty feverish and he did throw up last night." Dave said. "Has he thrown up since then?" the doctor questioned. "Yes. When we were about to leave for this appointment, he threw up outside." J told him. Alvin was embarrassed about throwing up. If Anyone was looking when he was outside, he didn't want the first thing people to see was him puking. It's a bad image for him.

Dr. Thomas asked a few more questions. Alvin's head pounded. He wished this checkup was over. Thomas was more preoccupied with Alvin's bruises and scrapes than anything else. "What happened, Mr. Seville?" Thomas asked, hoping to get some answers. "We don't know. We were at home and he was at his paper route. He didn't come home till late and then when he did, he was like this." Dave explained.

"Well, he seems to be fine, just really shaken up. I've seen cases where have gone into shock and have been so scared and upset that they've actually gotten sick from the strain of emotions. It causes people to be sick to their stomach and get headaches." Thomas said. "Yeah, that sounds like Alvin." J picked up Alvin and cuddled him. Then held him in front of her and he gave a small smile, which made her smile.

"What about his bruises." Dave asked. "Well some are a little swelled but other than that, he's fine. I have some medicine for the symptoms. He should be fine in a few days." the Dr. said. "So he's okay?" J asked, looking at Alvin. "Yes." replied Tomas. "Thank God." Dave said and J sighed with relief. "However..." Thomas said "I have some bad news." J's heart sank and Dave's expression was concerned. "What is it?" He asked. "He's in catatonic shock. Unable to talk. I don't know how long it'll last." Thomas told us.

"I have an idea! I'll be right back." J poofed away and in a few seconds she was back. My wings surprised the doctor. "Seriously, why is everybody shocked to see a fairy when your patient is a talking chipmunk?" J put my hand on her hip. "Good point." He said. J snapped her fingers and her wings were gone.

"Okay, Alvin, I went to the movie 'Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs' and got that thing from the talking money and turned it into a headband." J said and put the headband on Alvin. "Think it and it will say it for you. But when you can talk again, make sure you don't have this on. It'll give you a major headache." J told him. "That's so cool." Alvin's headband said in a deep voice. "It works!" Dave says. "Yes, but that doesn't solve all of our problems." J said " He's still sick and if he never talks or sings again, what will happen to Alvin and the Chipmunks?"


That's another chapter rewritten from J's POV to 3rd person. X-D