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Chapter 2
Later that night, Dave was still thinking about Andrew. He never met him before, but still, he seemed to know just about everything about him, Alvin, Simon, and Theodore.
But, Andrew didn't look like a criminal, so Dave wondered why he was taking the whole thing so seriously. As a matter of fact, Andrew and Dave could become best friends forever, grow old and play cards or do other old person activities together. And then Dave could look back at this and laugh.
Dave and his boys were watching cartoons together on the couch and Dave decided that he would ask Alvin and Simon why Andrew knew so much about all of them.
"Alvin, Simon, can I talk to you for a minute?" Dave asked, looking over to his two oldest sons.
"Sure, Dave." They replied and followed Dave to the kitchen while Theodore stayed back to watch TV.
Dave motioned to the table, so Alvin and Simon took a seat. "Why did Andrew, a person I've never even met before, seem to know everything about you as if he was… well… you?" He inquired sternly. "Did you tell him everything about yourselves?"
"Yeah, but –" Dave cut Alvin off.
"How many times do I have to tell you to never talk to strangers, Alvin? Simon, you know better, too."
"But –" Alvin started again, but once again Dave cut him off.
"No buts. Just answer my question." Dave narrowed his eyes at Alvin. "I'm sure that you know better. No offense, but telling a person you've never met before everything about you is… how do I put this… stupid."
"Dave, he seemed like a really nice guy, and I don't think he'd do anything mean!" Alvin protested.
"Alvin, you don't know anything about Andrew, do you?" Dave asked. "He probably didn't give you a life story, now did he?"
"No." Simon replied. "He didn't. But I tried to stop Alvin, but he wouldn't listen!"
"Do you want me to ground you two?" Dave asked.
"So, you're giving us the option of whether or not we're getting grounded?" Alvin couldn't believe it!
Dave nodded. "You could say that. But, you two have to clean the toilets. Do we have a deal?"
"How long would we be grounded?" Simon asked.
"A month or two." Dave replied. "Or, you could clean the toilets for a month or two. You're choice."
"We'll clean the toilets." Alvin didn't want to be grounded, even though it wasn't new to him. Cleaning the toilets was pretty new to him. People said you should try new things! So why not?
Simon glared at Alvin. "But I want to be grounded!" He growled.
"Would you rather clean the toilets and work on your house, or be grounded and not work on your house?!" Alvin whisper-yelled.
"I'd clean the toilets." Simon agreed. "So, how often do we have to clean the toilets, Dave?"
"Every day, for two months, until November." Dave replied, and grinned. "Simon, you can even use the toilet brush thing you made."
Simon beamed that Dave let him use the Toilet Brush 3000 (another one of his AWESOME inventions) to clean the toilet.
"Is that all?" Alvin asked. "Because, I mean, we told a stranger everything about us, and that stranger could just happen to be a –"
"Just go watch TV, Alvin." Dave sighed and walked back to their living room to watch TV again.
About an hour later, after watching a TV movie, Dave made his three go to bed. "It's time for bed, boys." He said sharply. "GO TO BED! AAAHHH!"
Alvin, Simon, and Theodore looked at him with a scared expression on their faces.
"I mean, please go to bed." Dave looked very embarrassed.
So Alvin, Simon, and Theodore cautiously walked back up the stairs to their bedroom.
When they were all in their jammies, Alvin plopped on his bed with a huff. "Now we have to clean the toilets for two whole months!" He said as if he couldn't believe it. "I hate cleaning toilets."
"Well, look on the bright side, Alvin. WE GET TO USE THE TOILET BRUSH 3000!" Simon said as if it were the best thing in the world.
"Yippee." Alvin said sarcastically.
"How come Andrew knew so much about me?" Theodore asked. "It's like he knew everything about me! He even knew the school I went to!" He seems really cool."
"That's because Alvin told Andrew everything about you and everybody." Simon answered his question, glaring at Alvin. "You never do that. Why would you do it now?"
"I don't know." Alvin said, very frustrated. "I just… he seemed like a really nice person."
"But really, really nice people don't know every single thing about us." Simon pointed out.
"Yeah." Alvin had to agree. "I just… there was something about him that… seemed like… he would be really nice."
Dave came up to tuck them in. "Night Simon." He said.
"Night, Dave." Simon said, stretching and yawning so he could easily fall asleep. Maybe he'd have a nice dream, or come up with a new invention!
"Night, Theodore." Dave said.
"Night Dave!" Theodore said, and he sounded really tired.
"Night, Alvin." Dave said to Alvin.
"Night, Dave." Alvin said. "Tomorrow I'm going to have to clean the toilet! EW!"
"With the Toilet Brush 3000!" Simon reminded him.
"Like it matters." Alvin rolled onto his side and fell asleep.
While the kids were asleep, Dave decided that maybe Andrew would try to call them if he knew their number, like everything else about them. When it was two in the morning and no one called, he decided that he should go to bed and wait till the morning.
At his house, Andrew was watching TV with his dog, TV Watcher. Andrew named his dog that because that's what TV Watcher did. TV Watcher sat around and watched TV.
"Guess what, TV Watcher." Andrew said. "Some kid gave me his address, telephone number, and all that jazz." He grinned. "It was a bad move for him."
TV Watcher was taking a nap. That TV show bored him.
"Yeah, bad move." Andrew said. "You know what happens to kids who do that."
Andrew decided that what would happen… would happen the next day.
