Heyyyy =) How's it going? I hope everything is going good for you! Yesterday was Janice Karman's birthday, and I completely forgot (I feel like a bad person!) so HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY JANICE! And today is the 25th anniversary of The Chipmunk Adventure, so HAPPY 25TH BIRTHDAY TO THE CHIPMUNK ADVENTURE! And I just so happen to be watching it as I'm typing this =P And to "hey there" don't worry, there will be more of the other couples in later chapters, I promise =). This chapter is a little bit shorter than usual, but that's because it's leading up to the start of the good stuff ;). So, here it is. Enjoy! And please review!

Simon and Jeanette sat on one of the beds upstairs. Although they had put the t.v. on, neither of them were really watching it. They were mostly worrying about what was to come. The impending hurricane was scaring everyone in the beach house, and it didn't help that the episode of Jersey Shore they were watching was the one with the hurricane. While they were upstairs, the others sat on the couch downstairs, watching the weather channel, which instilled fears in them also. Suddenly, a shattering noise made everyone in the house jump. The noise had come from the room that was next door to the room that Simon and Jeanette were in. The four downstairs had immediately rushed upstairs, while Simon and Jeanette ran into the room next door. A window had blown in from the strong winds, and broken glass covered the floor.

"I'm not cleaning that up," Brittany said, with a frown.

Everyone rolled their eyes, but kept their mouths shut. Before they could even begin to start cleaning up the mess, the electricity went out.

"Alvin? Do we have flashlights?" Simon asked.

"Yeah," he replied, in a small voice.

"Where are they?"

"I don't know where they are, all I know is that we have them,"

Everyone groaned in response to Alvin's answer. Of course he didn't know where the flashlights were, he had been too busy taunting Brittany, and giving orders to everyone else. They trooped downstairs, and attempted to find the flashlights in the dark. Fortunately, before they had given up, they found three hidden in a kitchen cabinet. They then went back upstairs, and began to clean up the mess. They had to pick up the glass shards, and now mop up the puddle of water that had developed on the floor. Then, they fit one of the wooden boards into the window. Luckily, it was a perfect fit, and kept the water out. After they had finished that, they decided it was time for them to go to bed for the night.

"Goodnight," Brittany said, disappearing down the stairs. Alvin followed behind her. Eleanor and Theodore had each taken a bed in the room. Simon and Jeanette sat on the couch in the bed with the ruined window, and decided to hold a conversation before saying their goodnights.

"What are your thoughts on this whole hurricane thing?" Simon asked, his arm wrapped around Jeanette's shoulders.

"I'm scared. I'm scared that something will go wrong," she shook her head with nervousness.

"There is nothing to fear but fear itself," he replied, quoting Franklin Roosevelt.

"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times," she reprised. She had quoted Charles Dickens.

"What's so horrible about this?" he question, with a smile.

"Like I said, I'm worried that this hurricane means something. Hurricanes never happen on the west coast. Never. But it's the best of times because I'm spending it with you,"

He smiled, and they gently kissed. However, the kiss was interrupted by the sound of the wooden board shaking. Then, they heard a pair of feet creeping up the stairs.

"Pssst!" a voice hissed.

"Yes?" Simon called out. Alvin appeared in the doorway, holding his flashlight.

"Do you know what I realized?"

"What?" Simon asked, rolling his eyes.

"We never ate that cake. It's going to go bad you know,"

"If you want cake, go wake everyone up and ask if they want it. If they don't, then eat it by yourself,"

"I don't want to eat it by myself though," he whined.

"Why did you even bother to come up here, then?"

"I don't know. Hey, you know what else I realized?"

"What?" his tone was annoyed now.

"You two are sitting in the room with the busted window. Are you suicidal or something?"

"No. And why would you think that?"

"Because you're sitting in here, and there's a hurricane going on. And then a few weeks ago, you were sitting right beside a window when a tornado was expected," his eyebrows were raised.

"We're not sleeping in here, and we accidentally fell asleep a few weeks ago,"

"Yeah, right," he snorted.

"If anything, you're the suicidal one,"

"Me?"

"Yes, you,"

"Why?"

"Because you like to piss Brittany off. One day she's going to kill you,"

"Isn't that homicide?" Alvin was confused.

"You can call it that, but I wouldn't. After all, you're practically begging her to hurt you,"

"She wouldn't," he shook his head.

"I'm not sure, you really piss her off. Like you do with me,"

"At least I know you wouldn't kill me,"

"Are you going to eat that cake or not?"

"I don't know! At this point, I'm considering doing something interesting with it," an evil grin spread across his face.

"Well, you can't say we influenced your idea,"

"Yeah, yeah, sure," then he turned around, and went back down the stairs.

"In a way, I wish Brittany did shove that cake up his ass," Simon sighed. Jeanette laughed at his comment, and then also sighed.

"Do you think we should go to bed?"

"I think so," she responded, wringing her fingers.

"Relax, everything will be fine. I promise," he smiled, and then they shared another kiss, before making their way to the bedroom next door.

To be continued...

As usual, I am asking "How was it? Good? Bad?" and that's because, I have to know! I know, I am SO annoying, but I really have to ask. Things will be getting more interesting in the next chapter, trust me. So until then, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. And please review! I'm gonna go watch my movie so, TTFN Peace, Love, and Chipmunks =)