Back at the chipmunk's house, noon
'Ding dong!', the doorbell rang
"Who could that be?" Dave wondered, "It can't be the chipmunks because their school hasn't ended yet" He went to open the door but for Dave's surprise, nobody was there. Just a taxi waiting for something across the street.
"Ahem..."
The voice made Dave's heart skip a beat. It actually came from the ground. He turned his head towards the voice and saw a blonde furred chipmunk in a white hoodie standing in front of his feet.
"Hi, Dave." the chipmunk greeted.
Dave shocked "How do you know my name? And wait... did you just talk?"
"Well... to answer your first question, I'd say that there's a lot of people who know you. The chipmunk's current manager and for the second question. Yes I did, and you should know. -you've pretty much lived with them your whole life oh well... at least a couple of years"
"Wait, wait, wait... Are YOU the chipette's cousin?"
"Who's chipettes?" the chipmunk said obviously confused, so Dave believed that he wasn't.
"Ok, forget it." Dave replied "But now tell me, actually, who are you?"
"Let's just start with my name okay? ...I'm Dylan. Nice to meet you." The chipmunk said "and I'm here to meet the chipmunks and well... you."
Dave was shocked. No-one of the chipmunks fans had actually wanted to meet him.
"Me? Are you sure?" Dave asked almost stunned.
"Yeah, you."Dylan said " Umm... Dave. Could you please let me in. I'm getting cold in here."
Dave embarrassed as he noticed that this was already the second time he had done this in the past few days. "Sure, you seem like a well behaved guy, so... come in. Make yourself feel at home."
"I don't actually have a home" Dylan mumbled under his breath.
"What was that?" Dave asked very concerned about the tone in his voice.
"Oh, nothing important" the chipmunks said as he stepped inside.
Dave just shook his shoulders and started inspecting his new guest.
"Dave."
"Yes, what is it?" he asked
"Could you pay for my taxi. I don't have any money."
Dave was surprised and shocked about the question and was about to start argue with Dylan because he didn't like surprises like this but he got interrupted by Dylan before he even started " Thank you Dave, that's so kind of you"
Dave was going to explode. This chipmunk just came in and was already begging him to pay something. Even though he was angry at the chipmunk, he couldn't resist his way of speaking. It was too... polite. It was something like Theodore's puppy eyes, you couldn't say no.
Dave remained silent a moment but after a few seconds, he rushed to the kitchen to get his wallet and got outside slamming the door behind him and huffing "Why did I let that chipmunk talk me in to this?"
After Dave had paid the taxi and got back in, he realized that Dylan was just sitting there on his huge (for a chipmunk) luggage bag and spinning his head, just staring at the room.
"So this is where the chipmunks live" he said almost dreaming and swaying his tail slowly from side to side.
Dave felt all of his hatred disappear as he looked at the wondering chipmunk. He looked so helpless but still so happy.
"Yeah. But it's not much though"
"What! Are you kidding me! It's perfect!" he exclaimed happily.
"You think so?"
"Of course I do" he said this time more calmly "It's the greatest house I've ever been. Well... It's actually the only house I've been."
"So are you saying that you don't have a home?"
Dylan then turned sad and nodded. "I've only managed this far because humans have donated me food and some necessary and even unnecessary stuff like blankets, food and even toilet paper."
"So why do you have such a heavy luggage bag then."
"Well... I have been lucky in the past few moths and got some money to buy me some real stuff like this hoodie and a couple of CD's and of course a plane ticket to LA."
"Well. Let's stop talking about me. Dave, could you show me the chipmunks room. I've always wanted to see them so I would be very honored to visit their room."
"Sure, umm... Dylan. Follow me."Dave said trying to remember the chipmunk's name.
Then he showed Dylan where the chipmunks room was.
"So why are here six beds?" he asked.
"The rest three are for the chipettes I mentioned before" Dave said "They don't actually live here, but they sleep here pretty often with the chipmunks."
Then Dylan walked towards the three "extra" beds and as he came close enough, a strong smell filled his chipmunk nose. It was definitely a scent of a female. Dylan knew it instantly after he smelled it even though he hadn't actually smelled it ever before.
"So... They are girls?" He said.
"Yeah, but I guess you could tell it by the name, chipettes, don't you think?"
Dylan thought about it and then responded "Yeah, I guess so. So, what are their names?" he asked politely.
Well, the pink bed belongs to Brittany, who is the oldest of the chipettes. The purple bed belongs to Jeanette and the green bed belongs to Eleanor, the youngest of them. And I suppose you know whose beds the rest are.
"Yeah, I guess so" he said as he thought of the names of the chipettes. "They are all pretty names. Wonder how they look like. Well Dave, are the chipmunks and the chipettes well... umm... dating?" He asked pretty curiously. "NO! Don't answer that! I wouldn't want anybody to speak about my own personal life and I guess they wouldn't want it either."
Dave was actually going to tell him, but if he didn't want, so...
"So? You were carrying a luggage bag. Do you have a place in mind you would like to stay in, because I wold be happy to rent you a room from some near motel or so"
"Actually, Dave. I would like to stay here." Then he suddenly placed his paws on top of his mouth and mumbled "stupid, stupid, stupid..."
"What's the matter?" Dave asked wondering.
"It's just... I shouldn't have just blurted that out like that." he said scared of how Dave would react.
"Well, as you told me. You don't have a home, no place to stay, so... in every situation, I would have the same answer even if you asked nicely or not."
'Here it comes' Dylan thought 'He won't let me stay because I ruined it with that stupid comment'
"Either way, I would have said yes."
"Ok. I'll be gone in no ti... Wait? What did you say?" he had been so sure that he would have to leave that he hadn't paid much attention on what Dave said. "You are actually letting me to stay?"
"Well, to be honest. I kinda feel some compassion on you because of your past AND it'll be much cheaper for me to keep you here than to rent you a room from some motel, so... You are free to stay."
"Oh thank you so much Dave! You don't have any idea how much I appreciate this. How can I ever repay you?"
"Well... there's one thing you could do"
"Anything!"
"You could tell me a proper explanation of who you are and what are you doing here."
"Oh, right..." he said finally composing himself again "I guess we should go to the living room then and take a seat. It's going to be a long story."
"If it's going to be as long as you say, I should probably get us something to eat then."
As fast as Dave had finished that sentence, Dylan's belly started to growl like crazy as he remembered he hadn't eaten anything in almost a day.
Dave just laughed "Well, then I guess I'll have to hurry."
"Please Dave. I'm starving!" Dylan said already drooling from thinking about all kinds of foods Dave could make. "Please hurry."
Dave just laughed and headed to kitchen.
Dylan found a nice spot from an armchair and cuddled in it very tired from the trip he had had.
Soon enough, Dave came from kitchen carrying two plates. One was an actual size and the other was a chipmunk sized plate, both full of all kinds of treats.
Dylan started to gobble the food as fast as he could and didn't seem to notice Dave, whose face suddenly had turned into a thinking one. He didn't like the way when you gobble the food as fast as you could, but then Dave calmed down when he thought that Dylan had had a long trip behind him, so this time, he didn't mind.
Dylan then finished the meal with a loud burp and started talking.
"So, This is my story"
I'm so happy to work with this story again. Think of the early times as an author on FF, ahh... I just hope you like it. I'm not rewriting this story to get it more popularity or reviews but for my own pleasure but if you wish, I'd be taken if you gave me a heart-warming review.
phew, only 2 minutes until 23rd so I have time to publish this so see you on sunday then because of the blackout!
