Opening Statement: and onto chapter 2 we go! Now unlike last time when I made a multi-chapter post, I'm not accepting any guest OC's not that they aren't interesting, it just makes everything confusing after a while. I also plan to make this seem as musical as possible, as you read this, I am making a playlist to be the official soundtrack of this story, and if I have time I may post the song list on my profile, not totally sure. Anywho, let's get to the story shall we?

Disclaimer: You know the drill, go back a chapter to get it, otherwise continue on!

Alvin and Brittany were currently outside, dressed in their winter jackets and taking a simple walk. Brittany always found that snow was so beautiful, the way it sparkled and glistened in the light, like millions of tiny diamonds heaped on the ground. "Britt? You okay, you seem rather silent?" Alvin asked, Brittany snapping out of her reverie and smiling to her husband, "Oh I'm just admiring the snow... want to play a bit?" Brittany asked, Alvin giving her a concerned look before placing a hand to her stomach, "What about the baby? Won't that hurt it?" Alvin asked, Brittany smiling warmly at the care her husband was showing for their unborn child, or rather children, Brittany remembered that being a chipmunk she was bound to have a litter rather than just one pup, and was just happy to be carrying a piece of her husband within her body, "I'm sure it'll be fine Alvie, c'mon!" Brittany said, leaping into a nearby snowbank and popping up out of the other side, Alvin leaping through the wall himself and trying to find Brittany, only to get a snowball in the face.

"Ha! Gotcha!" Brittany shouted, Alvin grinning and picking up some of the white icy powder himself, balling it up and throwing it back, Brittany ducking under the projectile and throwing another of her own, only to find Alvin wasn't there anymore, "Alvin? Where are you- WHAAAA!" Brittany screamed, as Alvin burst out from under the snow and grabbed her, pulling her back to lay in the icy powder and laughing all the while, Brittany also laughing as they rolled around and getting covered in snow. After a few minutes of this, Alvin and Brittany simply laid there and shared a kiss, puffs of their breath able to be seen in the air before they got up and shook themselves off, "Okay, I think if we plan to do any real sight seeing, we need to go back inside and get Ian, as much as I'd love to walk with you, I think we'd freeze before we got anywhere, and I don't want that for our children," Alvin said, his words catching Brittany off guard, "How do you know it's children and not child?" Brittany asked, Alvin giving her a kiss on the forehead and chuckling, "Uhh, we're chipmunks, last time I checked we as a species have litters of at least three pups," Alvin replied, Brittany blinking a bit before shaking her head, "Well, look who just channeled Simon," Brittany teased, Alvin chuckling and taking his wife's hand.

"Where were you two?! I was looking everywhere!" Ian shouted, Alvin and Brittany having been caught coming back inside to their room, "If you must know we were just taking a walk, which ended up turning into a snowball fight... oh and Brittany's pregnant," Alvin said, Ian nodding a bit, "Yeah whatever, just tell me next time before- WAIT WHAT!" Ian replied, gaining a laugh from Brittany before she placed her hands onto her stomach, "It's true, I woke up this morning to throwing up. My morning sickness kicked in a bit sooner then expected." Brittany said, Ian simply looking at her and then smiling a bit, "I thought you looked a bit cuter then yesterday, must be that maternal glow," Ian said, gently picking the two chipmunks up and taking them back outside and to his rental car. "So guys, where to first? Wanna go to the Path... which is an underground shopping complex like a mall-" "Mall! Yes please... though could we stop somewhere, I really want a carrot." Brittany said, getting a chuckle from Alvin, "Cravings kicking in already huh?" Alvin asked, getting a sheepish nod from his wife. They were soon in the main plaza of the Path Mall, the place looking like a subway station without the train, numerous places having seats for patrons to sit and take a rest... or in some cases where small bands were busking for money, one group having a saxophone, some drums and a keytar, "Hey Britt, think we can help these guys out?" Alvin asked, pointing to the three guys playing, and bringing a smile to Brittany's face, "Sure thing bae," Brittany said, the two dashing towards the group, all three of whom stopped playing and regarding the two chipmunks before them, "Eh brother, is that who I thinks it is?" one man asked, Alvin chuckling before he stepped forward, "If what you mean is if I'm actually Alvin Seville, then yes I am, and this is my wife, Brittany." Alvin explained, Brittany stepping forward and waving a bit, the three men grinning before they started chatting with the married chipmunks.

"So, you guys know anything by Redfoo?" Alvin asked, the three men laughing and nodding, "Of course we do, why you ask?" one man asked, before Alvin hopped up onto his shoulder and whispered into his ear, the man smiling and nodding, "Man I got you, boys, "New Thang" in three, two, one, go!" the man said, the three playing the music for the track before Alvin and Brittany stepped away from the three, Alvin clearing his throat a bit before he started to sing while dancing with Brittany.

"Oh, the way that you pop, girl,

Makes me go cray, show me what you got, girl!

You could be my new thang.

Oh, the way that you move,

Makes me go cray, pick it up now drop, girl,

You could be my new thang!" Alvin sang, before the man with the saxophone played a riff on his instrument, Brittany dropping into a dance which had her lean forward, placing her right hand to her chin and her left to her right elbow, hopping in a circular motion before standing back up and shaking her hips, all while Alvin clapped his hands and chanted a bit before resuming the song.

"Get saxy, girl, get sexy!

Get saxy, girl, get sexy!

Get saxy, girl, get sexy!

I heard it's your birthday

Grab a drink if ya thirsty

I can see that ya need an OG

That can do ya the best and the worst way

Pop it like a go-go

Drop it like a low-low-" at this point Alvin took out his phone and held it up as if filming Brittany's dancing, "What's that?" Brittany asked, Alvin grinning before he resumed the song.

"It's my cellphone,

So I can take a vid and watch it in slo-mo!

I don't care if it's the first date

I'll take ya back to my place

We can skip first base

Cause a player like me tryna slide into home plate

Clap clap, make it clap

Lights on, lights off

Make it clap

Yeah

Make it clap

My name ain't Santa

But she sittin' on my lap!" Alvin sang, Brittany twirling lightly and landing on Alvin's knee this ending their performance and earning the three buskers a lot of cash in their instrument cases, "Yo, thanks Red Man!" the saxophone player shouted, Alvin saluting him and walking off with Brittany.

(ten minutes later)

Alvin and Brittany were walking in the plaza a bit, until they came to a maternity store, Brittany glancing down and rubbing her still flat stomach, though she swore it felt rounder. She was snapped out of her thoughts when Alvin cleared his throat a bit, "So... want to go in and take a look? I know we're not humans but hey, we wear human clothes? Why not take a look?" Alvin asked, Brittany shooting her husband a smile before she nodded, "Sure, but first... do I look fat to you? And don't worry, I mean as in do I look rounder in my tummy," Brittany replied, Alvin chuckling while trying to think of a proper answer, "Umm... a little bit now that I think about it... but it's not really noticeable, the only thing that really stands out is how you're just... glowing," Alvin replied, Brittany smiling warmly, almost feeling a tingle from in her tummy, despite the fact she knew she wasn't nearly far enough along in her pregnancy to be feeling anything from inside her body yet.

"Hello, and welcome to Maternal Grace, your one stop shop for anything relating to- hold on, are you two who I think you are?" the sales lady asked, Alvin and Brittany giggling to themselves and nodding, "Yeah, and we're actually here on our honeymoon," Brittany replied, both her and Alvin having to cover their ears as the lady behind the sales counter squealed with glee, "OH MY GOD! You finally got married!? Congratulations- wait, if you're on your honeymoon... when why are you both in this store?" she asked, Alvin giving the woman a look of bewilderment, "Why do people usually come into this store ma'am?" Alvin asked, gaining himself a light punch to his shoulder from Brittany, even as the woman looked at Brittany and gasped at how she was glowing, "Wow... how far along are you... Mrs. Seville?" she asked, Brittany blushing at that, still not totally used to being addressed as such by other people, "Oh, I just found out today, but due to chipmunk biology it may be safer to say that I'm a couple days along in human terms," Brittany replied, Alvin giving Brittany a confused look and then chuckling, "Well now, look who just channeled Jeanette!" Alvin said, as the lady behind the counter started chatting with them. Eventually, Alvin and Brittany left the store, empty handed but only due to the custom orders having to be made and shipped to the store. They eventually regrouped with Ian, who was not surprisingly in the music store... but surprisingly was singing himself, and if Brittany were judging on American Idol at the time, she'd have to say he wasn't that bad, though his choice of song was strange to put it lightly.

"So get out, get out, get out of my head,

And fall into my arms instead.

I don't, I don't, don't know what it is,

But I need that one thing,

And you've got that one thing!" Ian sang to himself, turning around and spotting Alvin and Brittany behind him on a shelf, this causing Ian to yelp and fall to the floor, "So Brittany? What do you think? Is Ian going to Hollywood?" Alvin asked, Brittany rolling her eyes and thinking it over, "No... at least not without cleaning up his act first... though he did have a nice voice." Brittany said, Ian grumbling to himself and standing up to his feet, "How long were you two just standing there?" Ian asked, the married couple chuckling a bit before they answered, "Oh right around the chorus, since when do you sing Ian?" Alvin asked, Ian shrugging his shoulders in an I don't know manner, "I guess being around you guys for so long made me get a bit musical myself," Ian replied, then reached into his pocket and pulled out a bag of carrot sticks, handing one to Brittany, "I remembered you wanted carrots, plus I got a bit hungry and figured two birds one stone," Ian explained, the pink clad Chipette nibbling away on her carrot stick, only offering a nod to Ian as a response.

(back in the hotel room, Brittany's POV)

Alvin and I entered our room and made our way to the couch, Alvin making it up onto the cushions easily, though I managed to slip and fall back to the floor. Don't worry, I land on my feet most times from couch height, but when I kept on screwing up my jumps I began to get frustrated, "GOOD GOD! AM I THAT HEAVY ALREADY THAT I CAN'T MAKE IT ONTO THE FUCKING COUCH!" I screamed, just about to forget being civil and use my claws for what they were given to me for, only I heard Alvin moving on the couch before he reached his arm down to me, "Need a lift?" I heard him ask, rolling my eyes at the dumbness of the question, "NO! I can do this MYSELF!" I screamed, then instantly felt guilty for having said that, tears welling in my eyes as I started to sob softly, "Britt? You okay- ohhh, mood swings... greeeeaaaat, this is going to be fun," I heard Alvin say, this relighting my anger and making me growl, launching myself up toward him and knocking Alvin onto his back, my body on top of his as I glared into his eyes, then I snapped out of it and chuckled in embarrassment, "Sorry hon, I'm just... oh God if I knew this would happen because of three pups, I might not have been so willing to go through it all," I said, sitting up and letting my husband up next to me. Alvin immediately took my cheeks in his hands and pulled me into a warm kiss, instantly feeling my body relax and that tingle in my stomach again, reflexively placing a hand to my belly and purring into the kiss.

"Alvie, I know it doesn't make much sense but... whenever you touch me, my belly gets tingly." I explain to him, Alvin grinning and placing a gently hand to my stomach, this actually making me gasp from the sensation I soon felt afterwards... I don't know how to describe it but my body just felt totally relaxed, calm... like nothing else in the world mattered outside of this feeling, and the knowledge of holding a part of Alvin within my own body. "Britt? You going to be okay?" I hear Alvin ask, pulling me out of my trance and making me blush a little, "Sorry, it's just... I swear they know when you touch me, our children... they really want to be held by you," I replied, wiping my eyes a bit while I smiled at my husband, who was now leaning down and gently resting his head on my belly, "Hang in there kids, before you know it, you'll finally get to meet me, your mother... your uncles and aunts... your grandfather..." it was at this point that I caught the sound of Alvin sobbing, and felt tears moistening my stomach a bit, "Alvin? Are you crying?" I ask, Alvin rising up and smiling, tears of joy streaming down his face, "I'm just so happy... I mean I remember when Julian and Amani were born, and I said that I didn't know how I'd take being a father... I still don't fully know, but I'm anxious to find out." Alvin explained, his words bringing up in me a warm sensation, something similar to when I was in heat, but not as intense... and that tingling in my stomach hadn't let up at all through his small speech.

"It's okay Alvin, you'll be a wonderful father... look at how you've been treating me since I found out, you've done nothing but protect me, provide me entertainment, and treating me like I was some priceless object. If you act the same way towards our pups as you do with me, then you'll have nothing to worry about in regards to being a father." I replied, pulling Alvin over and pressing my lips to his, this kiss continuing until we both just fell asleep on the couch, holding each other and smiling in our sleep.

(The next morning, Alvin's POV)

I was startled awake by something pushing me, my head knocking into the back cushion of the couch that my wife and I had apparently slept on... God did my tail feel stiff. I managed to catch a glimpse of my beautiful wife's tail before she turning into the bathroom, grimacing as i heard the sounds of her morning sickness taking effect, "Thank God it's only the women that go through that," I thought, making my way to the washroom and climbing up to where my beautiful pink diamond was currently keeled over the sink and puking her guts up. This was one thing that I'll admit made me wish Brittany wasn't pregnant, not that I wasn't willing to start a family, rather I hated to see Brittany like this, and the thought that she'd be like this for at least a few more weeks, a month at the most. But if she was going willing to do this for me, then I'll be there to support her every step of the way. It's for this reason I found myself kneeling beside Brittany, rubbing her back and gently hushing to her in a soothing manner, "It's okay Britt, let it out..." I said, even as Brittany retched and let loose another salvo of bile from her lips, this one actually making me gag a bit myself before I regained control of my stomach.

"A-Alvin, you don't have to-" Brittany was cut off by another bout of puke, shuddering a bit before she spat into the sink and sighed, "-be here if you don't want to." Brittany explained, even while I leaned over and kissed her temple, "I'll be here when you need me... and even when you don't, I'm not leaving your side ever... we're in this together." I explained, Brittany smiling to me before the turned on the faucet, washing away her mess and rinsing her mouth out. I then lifted Brittany up and noticed she felt somewhat heavier, and her belly looked a lot rounder than it had yesterday, but we're chipmunks, everything about us was built for speed... as well as reproduction. I carried Brittany into the living room, picking up my phone to call the front desk, when it starts to ring in my hand, "What? Who's calling at this hour?" Brittany asked, as I looked at the screen and sighed, Dave's picture on the caller ID, so I hit the answer call button and held the phone up to my face, "Hey Dad, how's things back ho-"

"Clam it sudsi! Why were you and Brittany seen in Maternal Grace yesterday?" Dave asked me through the phone, his tone causing me to nearly drop the phone before I sighed and chuckled, "Well, that's the thing Dad... umm... Brittany's kinda...well what I mean to say is- HEY!" I yelp, as Brittany snatched my phone from me and started talking herself, "Dave? Yeah what Alvin's trying to tell you is that I'm pregnant, so congratulations Dave, you're a grandfather at thirty." Brittany explained, soon holding the phone away and waiting for the yell... only to hear a different sound, "I-I'm going to be a grandpa?" Dave asked, his voice sounding almost distant, at this point I now wished I was in the room with Dave, just to see his face when Britt dropped that info bomb into his lap.

And there's chapter 2, and I hope you're all enjoying the story so far. Now next chapter is going to be a bit of a skip, not too far ahead, just about half way through a week, I don't plan to make this story too long but also plan to show the entirety of Brittany's pregnancy from start to finish. Now for this chapter I'll be posing a question to you guys, and it's your choice as to whether or not you answer it, just do so at your own disclosure. So here it is:

The Question of the Day:

"In your opinion, what is the strangest thing you've ever heard a pregnant woman craving for?"

Personally, for me it has to be something from munkedupjoe213's story "Spring Break" story, when Eleanor was craving for corn kernels with mayonnaise and toaster waffles with raw egg and asparagus on top. Anyway, I've been TimberWolf, and I'll see you guys later, PEACE!

And now, a random moment in the Seville home:

*Theodore and Eleanor watching Chip and Dale: Rescue Rangers on TV*

Theodore: You know, this show is silly.

Eleanor: Yeah, I mean who'd believe that chipmunks can talk?

Theodore: Yeah that what I was- wait a minute...