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Brittany's pov. (cont)

I stared dumbfounded at the one-year-old chipette perched on the end of my bed, I sighed and shook my head.

" Clo, he's dead honey there's no way on Earth that he could've 'fallen' from Heaven," I said softly, Clover frowned and puckered out her bottom lip as she folded her small arms over her chest.

"He did too," she grumbled stubbornly, I blame myself for that; she hangs around with me too much.

I stood up and sat beside her, I twisted my ring around trying to think of a way to make her see that people who died don't come back.

" Ok what does he look like?" I asked deciding to just play along since she learned to be stubborn from the best, "He looks different cause he fell, he has black fur and red eyes, they were scary at first but he's really nice," Clover chirped swinging her legs back and forth.

" Are you sure it's not some stranger?" I asked worriedly, she shook her head stubbornly as she cosntrated on her paws.

"He had a metal arm but he got his real one back from Life and Death, his parents!" Clover explained making my jaw drop; none of us had told the kids about the two strange chipmunks called Life and Death that had ruined Alvin's life.

" Clover honey do you want to come to the park?" Eleanor called making her daughter's head snap towards the doorway, "YES!" she cheered jumping down onto the floor she scampered awkwardly out of my room.

She's just making this all up; she's only one after all. I fell back onto my bed and frowned angrily up at the ceiling, life is cruel.

Clover's pov. (Cause she's my OC and I can decide to make it her pov.)

I flopped down onto the swing I had dusted free of snow, I peeked over my shoulder at where Mommy was searching the ground for her earrings.

"Lost them again?" I smiled and looked over to the swing next to mine to see him spinning around super fast, his tongue was sticking out as he grinned like a scary cat.

" Yeah," I answered smiling brightly as he came to a stop, " I'm going to puke," he groaned laying a gloved paw on the side of his head.

"Spinning makes me dizzy," I informed him happily, he nodded and began to kick at the snow.

" You look like yourself again," I pointed out as I reached over and poked his russet furred cheek, he chuckled and poked mine in return.

"Yeah once I got used to Earth again I was able to return to my true self," he explained simply, " You haven't cut your fur," I mumbled staring at the single braid on the back of his head.

He shrugged and sighed creating a small cloud in the cool air, " Yup I'm just being lazy," he mumbled leaning back in the swing, he ended up on the ground on his back.

I laughed out loud at his startled expression, " Ugh forgot I was in a swing," he moaned sitting up slowly as massaged his back.

"Clover honey could you come help me?" Mommy called making us both look over to see she had her back to us, " Ok! Mr. Alvin do you want to help?" I asked as I jumped down onto the snow-covered ground.

He jumped to his hind paws and shook his head, "Sorry Clo but I really need to get home," he said ruffling my fur making me pout.

" Aunt Bwittany calls me Clo too, do you still watch over her?" I asked trying to hide my hurt, " No, I wish I can though. She still hasn't told anybody she's sick has she?" he asked his golden eyes darkening in fear and pain.

I shook my head sadly, " No," I answered simply as he began to walk off in the direction he came from.

" Can I come?" I asked taking a few steps towards him, " No sorry Clo," he said without turning around.

I pouted and glanced back to see Mommy still searching the ground, I smiled before racing after Mr. Alvin.

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I raced down the darkened hallway my heart drumming wildly inside my ears as the mean men chased after me, they smelled like that stuff that Brittany showed me once and told me it was very bad and to never touch.

Why did they smell like, that beer stuff and why were they chasing me?

I stumbled and fell landing heavily on my chest, I gasped for air and crawled a few feet trying to get back up.

"Hey there girly, aw did you falls?" I turned around and stared up with wide eyes at the stinky gray furred chipmunk that was slowly coming towards me, he reached out with sharp claws, I screamed.

"Bruce you Meany!" a small pebble colored chipmunk smashed a bat against Mr. Bruce's head making him stumble back a few paces, " You're that runt that Alvin took in along with your little friends huh?" he snarled yanking the bat from Pebble.

His silver eyes narrowed dangerously making him look scary, a russet furred paw smashed into Mr. Bruce's jaw knocking him to the ground, he lay there unmoving.

"Lay off," Mr. Alvin snarled as he stood behind Pebble his arms crossed firmly over his strong chest, "Yeah!" Pebble added snickering as the others quickly scrambled away leaving their boss on the ground.

"James," Mr. Alvin said raising a eyebrow down at the chipmunk who smiled innocently up at him, " Sorry Daddy, but little Princess was in trouble," Pebble explained looking at me with wide warm silver eyes.

He turned and spotted me, "Clo," he sighed picking me and Pebble up he carried us farther down the hall.

" I'm Clover," I chirped smiling at James, " I'm James," he echoed happily.

" I'm going to call you Pebble," I informed him making Mr. Alvin laugh, " Then you'll be Little Princess," Pebble said grinning lopsidedly.

" Young love," Mr. Alvin, cooed laughing.

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