Munks 4 Dead
Minor change on the title from here only because I think it sounds better, but I cant be bothered to change it on the chapters before lol enjoy!
Simon nervously paced across the kitchen, staring at the phone, waiting for it to do something at least. Where was Alvin? Where was Brittany? Was Alvin missing now as well? These many questions had already done their job of giving Simon a headache, by this point he was even slightly grouchy towards Theodore.
His thoughts travelled guiltily up the stairs towards his little brother, however, who had been crying in the boy's room for over an hour now. Unfortunately, even under heavy persuasion against such thoughts, Theodore still felt it was his fault that both Alvin and Brittany were missing. Simon sighed heavily and sat by the kitchen counter, yet still staring at the phone. It had now been over 10 hours since Alvin had said those last words to him, 'hang tight bro'. Why did such a thing have to happen now? Things were going brilliantly, especially between him and Alvin, and Simon thought guiltily back to the last cynical thoughts he had on Alvin, wondering if he was up to something. Just then Simon realised that maybe he was trying to keep the peace for once. All those times Simon almost wanted Alvin dead and the one time everything's perfect, it was swiped viciously from them both.
Simon vigorously shook his head. He had to stop thinking like that. He had to stay positive. Any minute Alvin would ring back from his cell phone with that same familiar tone in his voice, announcing some profound story of how he valiantly saved Brittany's life, when really he just found her lost down an unknown street. He laughed to himself for a moment at this thought before looking at his watch. 10:02pm.
Sadly Simon made his way towards the stairs, noticing Dave had fallen to sleep on the couch. Upstairs he saw Theodore had simply cried himself to sleep. Simon sat on his younger brother's bed and calmly stroked his shoulder, shedding a single tear himself for the first time.