A/N: This chapter is dedicated to ChipmunksChipettes4Life or Nataly. I hope you all like it. Please &R!


"Who is it?" Eleanor asked through the buzzer.

"It's Simon and the kids ready for a baking lesson." Simon's voice replied.

"Come on up." Eleanor said before she buzzed them in.

She walked back into the kitchen and continued to set out supplies for her baking lesson with Sarah.

A knock on the door stopped Eleanor and she rushed to the door. She opened it up to reveal Simon and his children. "Hi Miss Ellie!" Sarah exclaimed.

"Hi Sarah, Jared, Simon, come on in." She opened the door and the three walked in.

"Miss Ellie, where's your bathroom?" Sarah asked.

"It's down the hall." Eleanor told her.

Simon looked at his daughter. "Do you need to go Sarah?"

His daughter shook her head. "Uncle Theodore and Aunt Winnie always say that the first step to cooking is washing your hands."

Eleanor smiled. "Your Uncle and Aunt taught you very well. Go wash up then we'll begin."

Sarah skipped down the hall to the bathroom.

"I'm going to go make sure she can reach the sink." Jared said before he followed his sister.

"Thank you so much for doing this. I'm not much of a cook and Ginny is a great cook but she never had time to teach Sarah; Theodore and Winnie always taught her." Simon said.

"It's no problem. You want something to drink?" She asked.

"Sure." He followed her into the kitchen and Eleanor retrieved a bottle of tea from the fridge.

"Is tea alright?"

Simon nodded. "Tea sounds great."

Eleanor grabbed a glass out of the cupboard and began pouring the tea. "So how are the lovebirds doing?"

"They're doing very well." Simon said as he accepted the glass.

"Is Winnie a bridezilla?" Eleanor asked quickly.

Simon shook his head. "Not at all. The Martin women are pretty calm most of the time."

Sarah and Jared rejoined them. "All clean and ready to cook." She said.

"Washing hands is an adventure with her." Jared muttered.

Simon chuckled. "She's like your mother. She's able to create an adventure anywhere."

Sarah beamed at the compliment while her brother sat down at the kitchen table.

"Ready to start cooking Sarah?" Eleanor asked the little chipette.

"Ellie can I use your phone for a second?" Simon asked.

She nodded. "Go ahead."

He left the room.

"Miss Ellie, can we make Theo's chocolate chip cookies?" Sarah asked sweetly.

"I don't know how to make your Uncle Theodore's cookies."

"You could call him. My dad said he was going to be home all day with Aunt Winnie." Jared suggested.

Sarah nodded eagerly. "Please Miss Ellie?"

Eleanor thought for a moment. "Alright I'll call him."

She grabbed her kitchen phone and pressed it to her ear.

"Al you have to tell Brittney!" Eleanor recognized Simon's voice.

"I can't dude, not yet." Alvin's voice replied.

"Alvin you can't keep something like this from your girlfriend!"

"Simon I'm telling them tonight. Then I'll tell Britt, I promise."

Eleanor could hear Simon sigh. "Just tell her soon. The longer you wait, the harder it'll be on her."

"Thanks for the advice little brother."

"I'm still taller than you, remember that."

"Like two centimeters!" Alvin exclaimed.

Eleanor hung up the phone still processing what she just heard.

"Did you get the recipe Miss Ellie?" Sarah asked.

"No sweetheart, he wasn't home." She quickly lied. "We could make Miss Ellie's cookies and see which is better instead?"

Sarah's face lit up while Jared gave her a skeptical look. Sarah rushed to Eleanor's cupboard. "What are we waiting for? Let's get started!"


"He's keeping something from me?" Brittney repeated.

She had just returned back to her apartment from looking for a job to learn what her youngest sister had overheard.

"Well what is it?" Jeanette asked.

Eleanor shrugged. "I have no idea."

"You know he's actually been trying to tell me something since the night I met his parents." Brittany said.

"What has he said?" Jeanette asked.

"He's been saying things like, 'Britt I need to tell you I have to get cable on Monday,' or 'Brittney I have to tell you I have two pet snakes,' it's weird." She said as she stood up. "I'm going to go tell him to spit it out already."

"Are you sure that's a good idea Britt? It sounds like he's just waiting for the perfect moment. Maybe he'll tell you at Theo and Winnie's wedding." Jeanette suggested.

Eleanor groaned. "I finally forgot about their wedding and you just had to remind me."

"Sorry I thought you were starting to get over Theodore since you had that date the other night." Jeanette said in her defense.

"Pause," Brittney said sitting back down, "you had a date with someone other than Theodore? I need details!"

"It was an average date. Nathan took me out for drinks." Eleanor stated.

"What was Nathan like?" Brittney interrogated.

The youngest chipette shrugged. "He was smart, cute, funny, liked to cook, average guy. We're actually going out again tonight. He's taking me to a movie."

Brittney flung her arms around her sister. "This is so great! It's about time you got over Theodore."

"I'm not completely over Theodore yet Brittney." Eleanor objected.

Brittney rolled her eyes. "Still,"

"I'm actually interested in what you're going to do about Alvin, Brittney." Jeanette spoke up.

She turned to her bespectacled sister. "What I said I was originally going to do. Go confront him."


Brittney pulled into the parking lot of a motel building. She glanced at the slip of paper in her paw to make sure she had the right address. She had called Ginny and she gave her the address Alvin said he was staying at while he was temporarily in town.

She glanced out the car window and noticed two little chipettes playing soccer. Both chipettes had auburn hair in ponytails but one had ice-blue eyes while the other had hazel eyes. The chipette with ice-blue eyes was wearing a pink shirt, jeans, and a pair of tennis shoes; while the chipette with hazel eyes was wearing a red shirt, jeans, a pair of tennis shoes, and a familiar faded red cap.

They stopped their game when Brittney stepped out of her car.

"Can we help you?" The chipette with blue eyes asked.

"I'm looking for Alvin Seville; do you know where he is?" Brittney asked as she walked up to them.

The chipette with hazel eyes picked up the soccer ball. "He's in room 24."

"Thank you. So do you guys live here?" Brittney asked.

"No, we're on…vacation here." The chipette with blue eyes said slowly. "I'm Brittlyn by the way and this is my sister Nataly."

"Brittlyn, Nataly, lunch is ready!" A familiar voice called.

Nataly looked towards the voice. "Five more minutes?"

"Now!" The voice said.

"We have to go." Brittlyn said.

"It was nice meeting you girls." Brittney said before she saw Alvin exit a motel room.

"Brittlyn, Nataly, where are you?" He called. When he saw Brittney he stopped and his eyes widened. "Britt, what are you doing here?"

Nataly looked back and forth between Alvin and Brittney. "Do you two know each other?"

"Girls this is Miss Brittney, the chipette I was telling you about." Alvin introduced.

"And they are?" Brittney asked Alvin.

Brittlyn glared at her. "We're his daughters. And you are?"

"I'm his girlfriend." Brittney replied coldly.

"You're dating," Nataly began.

"Her!" Brittlyn finished.

"What's wrong with me?" Brittney asked.

Brittlyn turned to her. "Your clothes look like they came from a trash can, don't even get me started on your hair, and that bag is so last season."

"It is not last season." Brittney defended.

Alvin rested a paw on his daughters' shoulders. "Go inside girls."

"Break up with the tramp." Brittlyn told him.

"Allison Brittlyn Seville, go inside with your sister now." Alvin ordered as Brittney looked at the little girl in horror.

"C'mon Britt; dad's already mad enough." Nataly said as she grabbed her sister's arm with her free paw and dragged her away.

Alvin watched them go while Brittney glared at him.

"Britt I tried to tell you," Alvin began.

Before he could finish Brittney swung her paw against his cheek.

Alvin winced in pain. "I guess I deserved that."

"You guess? You kept the fact that you have two daughters from me Alvin. I'm your girlfriend. You aren't supposed to keep secrets like this from me. I deserve more than that." Brittney told him with tears swelling in her eyes.

"In my defense I tried telling you." Alvin said.

"But you didn't!" Brittney pointed out.

"I was going to tell you right before we went to my parents' anniversary party but you told me not to! I was going to tell you when we had dinner."

"You've had a million chances to tell me between your parents' anniversary and tomorrow night." Brittney spat as she turned away from Alvin and began heading to her car.

"Britt, wait! I just told the girls last night I was dating you." Alvin said as he tried to stop her.

Brittney turned to him. "You had a million chances to tell them too."

She whipped back towards her car and continued to it.

"Brittney, you don't know what the girls are like. They can be very mischievous. Why do think I haven't dated in so long?" Alvin asked as he ran after her.

Brittney opened her car door and threw in her purse before she turned to glare at him. "Because a woman would have to be blind to want to date you!" She exclaimed furiously before she went into the car.

Alvin stopped the door. "Then why did you date me?"

"I was blinded by a stupid school girl crush." Brittney told him.

He looked at her confused. "What does that mean?"

"You were different then I thought." She said quietly before she closed the car door.

She backed out of the parking lot while Alvin watched her go.

He finally headed back into the motel room after she was long out of sight.

The girls saw the whole fight between their father and his girlfriend through the motel window. As soon as they saw their father coming towards them they rushed to the table where their father set out their lunches and began eating.

They looked up from their grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup when their father entered.

"Hey Dad, want to go play soccer after lunch?" Nataly asked.

Alvin glanced at his daughter and forced a smile. "Maybe another time Nat. Just eat your lunch."

He collapsed on the bed while he daughters looked at him worried.

"Nat, do you think this is my entire fault?" Brittlyn asked her sister knowing their dad almost never refused a soccer match. Not since he had first divorced their mother.

Nataly shook her head. "I don't know Britt. I just know that Dad hasn't dated anyone seriously since Mom, and he seemed to really like the so called 'tramp'."

She returned to her lunch while Brittlyn looked back at their father with his head buried in his pillow. She had really screwed up, and she needed to fix this.


"Here's to having your heartbroken by a Seville." Eleanor toasted as she raised her glass of wine.

"Cheers," Brittney and Jeanette raised their glasses.

"I can't believe Alvin has a kid and didn't tell you." Jeanette said. "That must be what Simon wanted Alvin to tell you."

Brittney took a sip of her wine. "He has two daughters he kept from me."

"Well now all three of us can say a Seville has broken our hearts." Eleanor said.

"Are you still going to try to steal Theodore away from Winnie?" Jeanette asked before she took a small sip of wine.

Eleanor set her glass on the table. "What's the point?" She wondered aloud.

"What?" Brittney asked.

"I've tried everything to get him back. I'm not even going to the wedding." Eleanor stated.

Brittney shook her head. "I'm definitely not. I was only going because I was Alvin's date."

"So I'm going alone?" Jeanette asked upset.

"Here's an idea, don't go at all." Brittney suggested dryly.

"I promised Theodore I'd go." Jeanette protested.

Brittney rolled her eyes. "He's a big boy. He'll get over it."

"I promised him too and I'm not going." Eleanor said before she took another sip.

"Now what?" Jeanette asked aloud after a few minutes of silence.

"I say we drink the rest of this bottle of wine and stop feeling sorry for ourselves." Brittney said as she grabbed the bottle of wine and began refilling her glass.

She began refilling Eleanor's glass when all of a sudden there was no more.

"Looks like that plan is out." Jeanette commented.