Sorry for the long wait, but we have finally found time to get back to this masterpiece. Same Disclaimer as last chapter. We don't own anything blah blah blah.
Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars?
I could really use a wish right now, wish right now, wish right now
A month had passed since Alvin had left the abode of the Sevilles. No telephone calls, no letters... it was as if he had disappeared off of the face of the earth. And what killed Simon the most was that Dave and Theodore still thought he was just out taking a walk.
Simon was sitting at the breakfast table that morning, enjoying a new recipe Dave had concocted called Alfalfa Sprout Omelettes. Theodore sat beside him in his wheelchair, watching as his mushed up food flowed down the g-tube connected to his stomach. "I wish there were tastebuds in my intestines..." Theodore said half-heartedly, eyeing Simon's omelette. Ever since Alvin had run over Theodore's legs, he could never eat orally again. The damage to his legs was just too great.
Suddenly, Theodore's eyes lit up, and he pointed wildly down at his feet. "Si! Si! Look! I think my foot just twitched!" Theodore cried, looking at his brother with joyous eyes. Simon glanced down at the mangled feet of his brother and forced a smile. He had accidently kicked Theodore's foot just moments ago, but he didn't have the heart to tell his crippled brother the truth.
"That's great, Theo!" Simon said, patting his brother on the head. "Maybe you can go out for the Special Olympics this year!"
Theodore grinned widely at the thought. "Do you think so? Oh, that would be so much fun!" he said with a longing sigh. "Do you think Alvin would come and see me?"
Simon tensed at the name of his delinquent brother, slamming down his fork on the table. "THEODORE ROOSEVELT SEVILLE, DON'T EVER MENTION THAT NAME IN THIS HOUSE! I thought we agreed that Alvin is dead to this family!" He unconsciously grabbed at the healing wound on his stomach that Alvin had left him before his departure.
Theodore shrunk back slightly in his wheelchair, his eyes growing wide and frightened at his brother's harsh tone. "S-sorry Si, I was just-"
Just then, Dave sauntered into the room, a phone to one ear and a large mixing bowl with chocolate batter and various nuts in his arms. "I told you Mrs. Miller, I don't want to hook my boys up with your Chipettes! Brittany is a little skank for Christ's sake!" he paused for a moment, rolling his eyes. "Hold on a moment, I have another call on the line..." Dave shifted the phone on his shoulder, reaching up and pressing a button to receive the waiting call. "Hello, this is the Seville residence, Dave speaking..." He grew silent as he listened to the voice on the other end of the phone.
"Hello... father..."
When you're staring at that phone in your lap
And hopin' but them people never call you back
But that's just how the story unfolds
Dave's eyes widened, the mixing bowl in his arms falling to the ground with a shatter. Theodore gasped at the sight, leaping from his wheelchair with all the power his arms could muster and diving upon the chocolatey, nuttness and stuffing it in his cheeks for later storage. He glanced up at Dave quizzically.
"Dave, what-"
Dave held up a hand, looking down at his crippled, chocolate-covered chipmunk child. "It's... Alvin..."
Simon's glared daggers, slamming his knife into the table and dashing into the living room to pick up the other phone. "ALVIN, WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU-" he hissed, but was quickly silenced by Alvin's low chuckles.
"Hey Si. How's the stomach?"
Simon gritted his teeth, trying his best not to blow up on his brother with Dave on the other line.
"Alvin, sweetheart, where are you?" Dave said. "I thought you would be back for dinner, but you never came... You missed out on a great new recipe-"
"I'm in Europe." Alvin interrupted.
Simon and Dave's mouths dropped.
Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars?
I could really use a wish right now, wish right now, wish right now
to be continued...
A/N:
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