"This is American Idol!"
The intro to American Idol played before going to Alvin at the judges desk. He and his brothers were all wearing white button-up shirts with black edges.
"I'm so sorry I have to do this," Alvin began sadly, "but...you're going to Hollywood!," he finished happily, holding up a yellow ticket.
The contestant squealed in happiness and covered her face with her hands.
"Ugh!," Brittany groaned from her spot on the couch, "I've always wanted to say that! Why did they get called to judge the cross-country auditions?"
After getting home, the girls decided to just relax a little and watch some TV. Besides, they had promised the boys before they left that they would watch every episode of American Idol 'till they came home.
"Well, Brittany," Jeanette began, "The boys haven't been getting as much attention as us, 'celebrity-wise.' That's why we sent that anonymous email to the producers."
"Yeah, but I didn't expect them to actually read it!"
Just then, the front door opened and Dave walked in, "Hey girls."
"Dave!," the girls smiled as Dave walked into the kitchen, carrying two bags in his left hand.
"Sorry I'm late, I had to pick up a few things on the way home," he explained, holding up the bags.
"No problem, Dave," Brittany brushed off.
"We were just questioning our popularity status," Jeanette explained.
"So what'd you guys think of Samantha?," Dave asked as he put one of the bags on the kitchen counter.
"Oh, she's fantastic," Brittany smiled.
"We loved her," Jeanette added.
Dave gave them a thumbs up before walking out of the room.
"Ooh, leftovers," Eleanor smiled, spotting the bag on the counter. She jumped off the couch and climbed onto the counter. She looked inside the bag and pulled out a small, black, velvety box. She looked at it in confusion before opening it, and gasping when she saw a sparkly ring sitting inside it.
"Wow," she said, amazed by it.
"Whoa!," Brittany said, climbing onto the counter herself, "That is a serious engagement ring. Wait," Brittany's eyes widened in realization, "that means Dave is gonna propose to Samantha!"
"Hang on," Jeanette said, joining them on the counter, "We don't know that. They've only been dating for a few months, so you could just be overreacting."
"But what if it's true?," Eleanor asked.
Just then, they heard a door closing from the other room.
Eleanor gasped, "He's coming back!"
"Act casual," Brittany said as Eleanor put the ring back in the bag.
Dave came back into the room and saw the girls standing on the counter, looking at their nails, playing with their hair, or looking around the room.
"What are guys doing?," Dave asked suspiciously.
"Uh, nothing," all three of them said in unison.
"Well, I'm glad you guys like Samantha, because," Dave shrugged, "she's gonna become a big part of my life."
Brittany elbowed Jeanette without looking away from Dave.
"Oh, and good news. My plus-one isn't going to waste, she is coming to Miami with me," Dave explained, picking up the bag containing the ring box. He clicked his tongue at them before walking to his bedroom.
"Now, where were we?," Brittany asked, putting a finger to her chin, "Oh yeah," she smiled, "Dave is marrying Samantha!," she exclaimed, glaring at her sisters.
The girls walked towards Dave's open bedroom door and watched quietly as Dave locked the bag in a safe hidden in his dresser. He closed it and walked into the bathroom, not noticing the Chipettes.
"I've always wanted a mom," Eleanor said with watery eyes.
"Girls," Brittany said, getting her attention, "If Samantha is our mom, what does that make Miles?"
Jeanette gasped, putting her paws to her mouth, "Our brother."
As images of Miles torturing them entered their minds, Eleanor screamed and grabbed a nearby paper bag and started breathing into it.
"Easy, Ellie, deep breaths," Jeanette coaxed her.
"What are we gonna do?!," Eleanor asked them.
"Not to worry, girls, I have an idea," Brittany smiled confidently.
Jeanette shuddered, "The four words humanity fears most."
Brittany waited until about twenty minutes before Dave would wake up tomorrow morning before waking up her sisters to put her plan into action.
"Ok, girls, here's the plan," she began as they crept down the stairs, "We open the safe, we get the bag. We get the bag, we get the ring. We get the ring, no proposal. No proposal, no Miles."
"Sounds simple enough," Jeanette commented as they approached Dave's bedroom.
Brittany peaked into Dave's room and saw him fast asleep in bed. She looked at his dresser and saw the stethoscope Samantha gave Jeanette sitting on top of it.
"Eleanor, you keep an eye on Dave while Jeanette and I get the ring," she whispered to them.
Eleanor jumped onto Dave's bed and stood next to his pillow, watching him sleep. Jeanette climbed onto Dave's dresser and opened up the secret compartment, revealing the safe. She grabbed the stethoscope from the top of the dresser and lowered it down so Brittany could climb up.
"Ellie, sleeper update," Brittany whispered.
Eleanor gave them a thumbs-up before looking back at Dave.
"Ah-choo!," Dave sneezed in his sleep.
Eleanor turned back around and gave a thumbs-down, frowning in disgust.
"Let's do this," Brittany whispered to Jeanette.
Jeanette put on the stethoscope and began turning the lock while Brittany held the other end of the stethoscope against the safe. After a few toys, she cracked the code and gestured for Brittany to open the safe.
"Yes!," Brittany smiled.
Jeanette looked inside the safe and gasped, "The bag's gone!"
"No!," Brittany frowned.
"Um, did it look like that bag over there?," Eleanor asked, pointing at a chair on the other side of the room. Brittany and Jeanette spun their heads around and saw the bag sitting on the chair next to Dave's duffel bag.
"And I'm right back to yes!," Brittany smiled.
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
"And right back to no."
Dave's alarm clock had gone off and he was beginning to wake up.
"Quick! We gotta go!," Jeanette said as she closed the safe and put the stethoscope back.
They quickly ran to the edge of Dave's bed, about to jump off and make a run for it.
"Girls?"
But they froze in place when they saw Dave staring at them in confusion.
"What are you doing in here?"
"Uh," Brittany began nervously, "well, we..."
She quickly smiled and wrapped her arms around her sisters.
"We woke up early because we wanted to spend as much time with you as we could before you leave for Miami. Right girls?"
"Yeah," Jeanette nodded.
"Right," Eleanor nodded.
Convinced, Dave nodded and began to get out of bed.
"Alright, I'll make breakfast."
The girls jumped off the bed as Dave got up and began walking to the kitchen.
"Breakfast!," Eleanor cheered.
"Brittany, grab the ring," Jeanette whispered to Brittany before following Dave and Eleanor out of the room.
"I was thinking Belgian waffles with a side of scrambled eggs, all topped off with maple syrup," Eleanor told Dave, "So what do you guys want?"
Brittany quickly ran to Dave's chair and grabbed the bag with the ring in it and hid it under Dave's bed before running out of the room.
About an hour later, Dave was ready to leave for Miami. He grabbed his suitcase and walked into the kitchen, where the girls were eating breakfast. Actually, Brittany and Jeanette had finished and Eleanor was eating their leftovers.
"Ok, girls, Miss Price from next door, she's gonna peak in on you, make sure you're alright."
"What?! She's crazy!," Brittany frowned, making a cuckoo gesture with her fingers, "We should be the ones checking on her."
"Well, after that big party you guys threw, I don't feel very comfortable with you guys staying here unsupervised. You got it?"
"Yes Dave," the girls nodded.
Ding-Dong!
"Oh, that must be Samantha and Miles," Dave said before walking to the front door.
Eleanor almost choked on her waffle after hearing this news.
"Miles?!," Brittany yelled incredulously.
"Yeah, he's gonna stay with you guys for a few days," Dave told them.
"So let me get this straight," Jeanette began, "You're not comfortable leaving us alone, but you're ok leaving us alone with a total psychopath?!"
"What are you talking about? He's a great kid," Dave told them, "It'll be fun. You know, it'll be, uh, a good bonding experience for you guys."
"Um, I'm pretty sure Miles would interpret a, 'bonding experience,' " Jeanette used finger quotations, "As super-gluing us to the wall."
Dave ignored them and opened the front door and Samantha and Miles walked in.
"Hi," Samantha smiled, "Wow, great place."
"Oh thanks," Dave smiled, "Make yourself at home," he told Miles as Samantha closed the door, "Mi casa es su casa."
"Merci, David. C'est très généreux de votre part d'ouvrir votre maison," Miles said in French, trying to show off.
"Wow, that's really impressive," Dave smiled before frowning slightly, "I actually don't know French."
"He said, 'It's very generous of you to open your home,' " Jeanette translated.
She looked at Miles and smirked. After the island incident, she had started taking French in school after realizing she still remembered some of it from when she was Jennifer.
"Je parle aussi Français," she smirked before frowning at Miles, "Et vous ne trompez personne avec votre routine de bon garçon."
Translation: "I also speak French. And you're not fooling anyone with your good boy routine."
Miles smirked and walked up to the bespectacled chipette.
"Je trompe tout le monde. Ils n'ont aucune idée que je vais faire de vous mon serviteur personnel."
Translation: "I'm fooling everyone. They have no idea that I'm going to make you my personal servant."
Miles laughed, making Dave and Samantha think he said something nice, and causing Jeanette to glare at him.
"Alright, I guess this is it. Have a great weekend, guys and girls," he looked at the girls, "Try to show me you can handle some independence, ok?"
The girls glared at him silently, still furious that he couldn't see through Miles' charade.
"Alright, bye sweetie, be good," Samantha said, hugging Miles and kissing him goodbye.
"Ok," Miles smiled.
"Alright, here we go," Dave smiled as he held the door open for Samantha, "I can feel the bonding happening already."
Miles laughed, "We're gonna be doing tons of bonding," he smiled and kept laughing until Dave was gone.
The second he closed the door, he immediately stopped laughing and looked back at the girls.
"Where's the Super Glue?"
