Alvin #2's POV
I wasn't sure where I was. Again. "Is this going to be a normal occurrence?" I complained out loud. It was mainly to myself, so I just stood in thought, waiting for an answer that wouldn't come. What I least expected was an actual reply. "What? Who said that?" I turned my head around, but only saw black. 'What?' I thought. The voice rang out again. "Uh, hello?". Strangely enough it sounded like….me! "Who's there?" I asked out loud, still looking through the darkness for whatever or whoever was talking. I kept turning my head, but there wasn't anything but...wait, there! A blue light!
"Is that you over there?" I asked. The light moved, and revealed to be two seperate blue lights. They were a pretty blue, kind of like a Caribbean sea blue. I walked over to the lights, which seemed to come closer to me as well. It remained quiet as I walked closer, but the closer I got, I began to notice a sort of black glass. It spread out as far as I could see, blocking me from the two blue lights. Looking again at the lights, I realized something a bit startling. These weren't lights, but eyes. Glowing, blue eyes. They blinked, looking very wide while looking at me. "Hello?" the voice-that-sounds-strangely-like-me said. "Uh, hi?" I said kind of slow.
Curiosity spiked through me, and I walked closer to the black glass, coming to a foot away. The blue eyes copied me. When I got close enough, I noticed movement in the glass. My focus moved from the blue eyes to the movement on the glass where I saw an apparition of the strange body I had before falling asleep. 'It wasn't a dream' I thought, my hope dying. 'But if that wasn't a dream, where am I?'. My eyes moved back to the blue eyes, but I almost choked at what I saw. It was me! Well, my old body anyways, but my eyes were the same blue eyes I've been seeing. I looked at me and my eyes widened in shock. Or whoever was in my body.
I reached my right hand out and touched the black-stained glass, inspecting my body. Whoever was on the other side copied me. Finally he spoke, sounding like me, but also sounding like the voice I've been hearing. "How...what...where...Get Out of My Body!" He shouted. I jumped back, not expecting that reaction, but also not backing down. "Get Out of Mine!".
"I told you first!"
"Well...I told you second!"
"It doesn't work like that!"
"Says who!"
"I do!"
"And who are you?"
"I'm Alvin Seville, the greatest singing chipmunk to ever exist!"
"You can't be Alvin Seville! That's...That's my name!"
"No way, there's only one of me!"
"Uh, nuh uh! There's only one of me!"
We stopped arguing and just glared at each other.
It was tense for a few minutes.
Our glares grew in intensity.
Then we BURST out laughing.
I fell to the floor laughing, just picturing my own face glaring at me. I could hear the other guy laughing just as much as me. Well, the other Alvin who's in my body. How much time passed of us just laughing, I wasn't sure, but when we both stopped, we just looked at each other. Well, whoever this Alvin was, he was just like me. Fierce, short-tempered, and horrible at arguing. It grew awkward. Fast. "So..um, I guess this is your body" he spoke suddenly. I nodded. "And this is yours?"
"Yeah. You, uh...wouldn't mind giving it back, would you?"
"Not at all. Only, I don't really know how to"
"I...uh...don't know how either"
He stood up and began to pace, eyes glazed in thought and fear. "Ok, ok, ok, so somehow we magically switched bodies. We have no idea what to do in each other's world, no nothing about each other's families, and don't even know each other, and have no clue how or why we switched or how to switch back". I was quiet, soaking up the cold, hard truth. "HOW IS THIS POSSIBLE?!" He screamed. Putting it bluntly like that strikes a new fear in my situation. He's right. We both might be Alvin Seville, but we aren't the same person. Can't be. And the same goes for our families.
"I...have no idea. What are we supposed to do?" I asked him, internally terrified, but also extremely confused.
"What can we do? I mean, you can't act like me, and I can't act like you. Already your brother thinks something's up, and I can't possibly act like you, someone I don't even know!"
"My brother? Simon?"
"Duh, who else. I mean, your Theodore isn't exactly the brightest munk in the tree"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, watch it! That's my baby brother you're talking about! How would you like it if I talked smack about your Theodore?"
He looked like he wanted to reply, but didn't.
"Look, I can't answer any of this, I'm not the 'genius' who did this. Man, if only Simon were here" I say. Not quite sure what it was about what I said, but Alvin 2.0 perked up. "Simon? Yes, THAT'S IT!" He shouted. He jumped over in my direction and pointed at me. "You need to talk to my Simon and tell him what's happened!". I froze while looking at him, not quite believing what he said. "Wait, you want me to tell? Do you realize how bad of a plan that is? For one, no one will believe me, I mean the first thing your Dave said when he left was 'No causing trouble!', so that's out. Second, this situation is crazy enough on its own, the last thing I need is another Simon biting my tail about the things I do, and third…" I continued, counting my fingers as I paced.
"...how can your Simon help? He can't know what to do in this situation, nothing like this has ever happened before! And in the event he does believe me, which he probably won't, I hardly doubt there's an explanation for this!" I finished, looking at him.
"Well, for one you don't know my Simon like I do, two my Simon has a laboratory where he can do, basically anything in, and three Simon has done the unthinkable before. Trust me, he can help us" Alvin 2.0 said, mocking me rudely. I scoffed, crossing my arms and glaring at him. "Why should I do that?" I argue for argument's sake. "Well, do you have a better plan?".
I go to argue, but realize I can't because I don't have one. "Aw nuts!" I say quietly. Well, not quite enough for Alvin 2.0 not to hear.
He laughed.
I blew a raspberry.
He stuck out his tongue.
Frustrated, I wanted to hit something, but just sucked it up for my sake. "Fine! I'll do it. Know how to get out of here 'smart guy'? I asked him. The smug face he was giving me fell, and I huffed with one of my own. I'd figure it out, but for now I didn't really like this Alvin. He was rude, and arrogant, and stuck up, and... 'Wait...is this how I am?' I thought. The only ones who could answer that were not accessible to me at the moment. I just closed my eyes and laid on the ground….and woke up on Alvin 2.0's couch. I wasn't facing towards the living room, but I could hear Simon 2.0 and Theo 2.0 having a conversation.
"He's acting really weird. Even for Alvin"
"Will he be ok Simon?"
"He might have a concussion which would explain his odd behavior. Besides that, I'm not sure. I'll keep checking his nerves to see if they get better or not. As for his eyes...I don't even know how they changed. Genetically, it's not possible for them to change".
"Ok, I understand the concussion part. The rest I don't know".
'Ok, telling them I'm not their Alvin and that their Alvin is somehow trapped in my body might be harder than I thought' I think. I'm not sure how Alvin 2.0 expects this to end up remotely well. I mean, I'm sure he's told his Simon some crazy stuff, heck I do that! But how do I do this? This might top off as the weirdest thing I've ever tried to convince someone of.
"He's been asleep for a while. I'm going to wake him up" Simon 2.0 said. Not a few seconds later did I feel a hand on my shoulder, lightly shaking me. "Alvin?" he whispered. "Come on, get up". As you can imagine, I flinched. I began to get over it. Opening my eyes gave me the sense of 'not enough sleep'. I lifted myself up, rubbing my eyes as Simon's hand pressed against the bruise on the back of my head. Yep, flinched.
"Come on Alvin, dinner will be ready soon" he said, sounding a little disappointed. Honestly, I felt the same. Working these new legs, I pulled myself up and began to try and walk. It was shaky, I won't lie, but I managed to take a few steps before falling to my knees.
My flinching became involuntary now as Simon 2.0 helped me up, his worried eyes never leaving me. Theodore held my waist up while we walked. Still on the instinct I needed to act like Alvin 2.0, I pulled both of them in in a sort of hug, saying a quiet "Thanks". I felt Simon tighten his grip, hesitantly along with Theodore 2.0. 'Curse Simon for being so smart'. When we sat down for dinner, Dave set down something. Remember how I said while back that even though me and Alvin 2.0 are both Alvin Seville, that we're not the same person? Yeah, Dave just set down a plate full of spinach and tomatoes. I hate - with a bitter passion - tomatoes. Want to know what's worse? "Here Alvin, I made your favorites for dinner. Hopefully this helps you feel better".
I give a bittersweet smile, and slowly ate. I didn't know what it was about tomatoes, but the texture makes me want to gag. Dinner progressed how I kind of imagined it would, Simon and Theodore 2.0 talking about their days, Simon bugging me about my health. Though by the way they were looking at me, again like in the basement, I suppose my acting wasn't right. "Seriously Alvin, you're scaring me. Talk, complain, do something" Dave complained. I just yawned and poked at my leftover salad. "Sorry Dave, I'm just really tired".
"Well, I guess if you're that tired, you can go back to bed" I yawned again as Simon interrupted.
"Hang on Dave, I want to give him a checkup before he goes to bed"
I groaned.
Alvin #1's POV
I flinched awake from that strange dream with the other, lesser Alvin Seville to see the strange face of his brother Simon. "Come on Alvin, the vet is here. Finally" he said, whispering 'finally'. He pulled me up and a freaky looking woman walked up to me. She had crazily large brown eyes that had black eyeliner rimming them. Her smile was just as wide. If I didn't know any better, I'd think she was someone's crazy, lost aunt. "Hello again dear, glad to see you up and running" she said with an overly cheeky voice. Even if he wasn't my Simon, I gripped his arm and, not too subtly, tried to move behind Simon.
Simon gave me a sympathetic smile as he moved me closer to this lady. "It's alright sweetheart, I'm just going to check you out. Woo! Look at these blue eyes. Strange, how they've changed…" she mumbled as she flashed a flashlight past my eyes. I blinked from the light, eyes adjusting again. "Now, your brother tells me your vision is colored different, is there anything else about your eyes I should know about?" the nurse lady asked. I wanted to give her more, but I thought back to me and Alvin 2.0's conversation. Once Simon figures out what happened, he'll switch us back no problem. Until then, I think I should still act like Alvin 2.0.
"Um, no I guess? I can't really explain it, everything just looks...different".
"Well, if your vision doesn't get better within the next few days, come back to the vet for a closer look. Now, I was also told about possible nerve damage and a concussion. From what I can tell, you don't have any serious concussion, but I won't rule it out because your eyes are changed. As for the nerve damage, there isn't any treatment for chipmunks your size aside from pain medications, so I will recommend some light acetaminophen. I don't want to prescribe anything too heavy, as he is a chipmunk and could easily, accidentally overdose. So, get a scale and weigh out 0.2mg of acetaminophen for him to take every 4-6 hours".
I didn't even try to pay attention to a word this chick said. I left that to Dave and Simon. Heavy exhaustion hit me, and I let my head fall onto Simon's shoulder. Simon shifted, making me jerk myself awake. "Hey, stay up. I'd at least like you to eat something before you go back to bed"
"I'm not hungry though" I tell him with a yawn.
"I don't care, you haven't eaten in over a day. That's a long time for a chipmunk"
I just shrug and stretch my arms and shoulder blades back. Simon just started to awkwardly rub my back. I honestly couldn't care about anything right now, I felt exhausted even though I just woke up. "...but what I recommend for him most is lots of food, water, and rest" the nurse finished. Dave thanked him and she left. I breathed an internal sigh of relief. I hate doctors so much. Vet or human, I didn't care.
"Well, alright then, you heard the vet. I'll set out some food for you, and then you can sleep" Dave said. I groaned. "Can't I just sleep? I'm so tired!" I whined. Well, tried too. I came out more like a whispered plea. "After you eat something. I'm sure the fact you're tired is because you haven't eaten in a while" he said picking all three of us up and setting us on the island. Theodore gave me a hug and smiled at me. 'Great. Another soft spot' I thought. It took a few minutes, but soon Dave set out some fruit salad and a few vegetables. But sadly when I saw that there were peaches and pineapple in the salad, I mentally groan.
I did not like peaches.
Author's Note: Hello guys! Sorry this took so long to get out, I've been so busy with stuff at home. I would also like to acknowledge the fact that, yes Alvin is seen as the oldest, but in my story, he's the middle child. I always saw him as the middle child, so that's what I'm going to keep him as. I hope you enjoy, let me know if you want more.
