...ARRRGH!

That was me realizing life is a total muse-blocking jerk.

Fo reals, guys. I'm so freaking sorry I haven't been updating. Lately life has been so exausting I'm suprised I even have time to complain about it. But I'm here now! I've got a purple haired Japanese guy in my earbuds (Seriously, Gakupo Kamui works his purple hair so good I'm suprised doves don't start flying into the room when I listen to his songs), and I've got a belly full o' Monster:)

By the way, totally off topic but have any of you fellow high schoolers read Romeo & Juliet yet? HO. LY. CRAPPERS. It tore me UP! I'm not sure which movie I liked better though. I loved the blue eyed Romeo in the older one, I was totally swooned over him, but the Juliet was just a little too..."Oh happy dagger!" if you get what I'm saying. Leonardo Di Caprio did pretty good in the newer one, and I LOVED that drag queen Mercutio as well:D I've been singing Young Hearts Run Free in the shower for about a week now, heh-heh-heh:p

And shank's to mah beta, Shannon:]

I do not own Alvin and the Chipmunks

Guidelines to the Sevilles

(Rules #16-30)

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Brittany's bright eyes narrowed as she hummed curiously, casually strolling about Padamay's fuzzy carpets. She drummed her fingers, arms crossed behind her back in an innocent manner. She was used to being sneaky, even vengeful, but searching for revenge where she couldn't see it was much more difficult than she had planned.

A good example was once when Toby had purposely threw her favorite glittering pink blouse in with the other clothes. She had specifically told him that the pinks did not belong with all those other colors, but he had shrugged her warnings off with an I got this attitude. Toby had quickly learned the rules of the laundry after she threw in his jeans with her clothes, which caused the denim to fade to a soft, plush pink. Brittany quietly snickered at the memory.

She was too busy reminiscing on her past achievements to hear the door squeak open. It wasn't until a throat was cleared that she turned, gasping in surprise. She had already prepared a cover story for being in Padamay's room, but the sight of her taller, leaner sister made her forget the need of it.

Jeanette crossed her slim arms over her chest, her indigo orbs darkening with suspicion and her glasses flashing in the puddles of sunlight leaking through the windows. Eleanor's head bobbed up behind her stiff shoulder.

"Hey, Brit!" the youngest chipette greeted cheerfully, evergreen eyes glowing with innocent happiness. "Jeanette and I are making cupcakes! The ones with the shiny sprinkles on them! Well, technically I'm making them, Jeanette's managed to burn up about half of the batch-"

"I don't think Brittany wants any cupcakes," Jeanette slowly muttered. Eleanor frowned. "What? Why would she not want my cupcakes? That's ridiculous."

"I think she wants something else," Jeanette smirked as Brittany glowered and glared darkly. Eleanor raised her eyebrows. "What's that?"

"Revenge," Jeanette growled mockingly.

Brittany groaned in defeat, her shoulders slacking and her arms slapping to her sides. She glared down at the fluffy rugs as Eleanor asked, "Revenge against who?"

"Padamay," Brittany hissed. Eleanor craned back in surprise while Jeanette's look of amusement grew. "She didn't give a crap about us while we were sick! She just gave us the meds and then walked off to go make kissy faces at Jaxon or pig out on Starbucks!"

Jeanette rolled her eyes with a long, exaggerated sigh. "What?" Brittany demanded, her shoulders squaring. Jeanette examined her sharply, un-needed claws, saying, "If you had been awake at all during the time you were sick," she started, her eyes fixed upon her shiny nails, "You would have realized that Padamay didn't leave our side for hours on end. The only time she left was when she almost peed herself or needed to get more meds for us. She never left our sides."

Brittany thought for a while, her cheeks darkening to a shade of shamed ruby. She self-consciously rubbed her arms and stared down at the comfortable floors once again. Jeanette gave her a reassuring smile, though she could not see it. "Don't worry; she never even knew you were planning revenge against her."

"Yeah," Eleanor said, nodding her head. "And besides, her diary isn't in here, it's in Yoshi's dog house outside."

Brittany and Jeanette slowly turned their gazes over to their youngest sibling. Eleanor blinked innocently. "What?"

Jeanette sighed once more, rubbing her temples. She then brightened, scraping her claws together in a snap and turned to Brittany. "I think I know a way to make it up to her for taking care of us."

Brittay raised her eyebrows. "How?"

Jeanette glanced over at the teen's laptop. She smirked. "Oh, you'll see."

Guidelines to the Sevilles

Rules #16-30

Jeanette's Rules:

Rule #16-Toby and Padamay, stop trying to see which one of you can count all of Pi.

(Toby stopped at 3.14)

(For all you fellow nerds, you know that's not much to be proud of)

(Padamay sang to the thousandth digit in Japanese)

("San, rei, iti, si, iti, go, kyuu, ni, roku, go, san, go, hati, kyuu, siti-")

(Toby: "AAAH! MAKE IT STOOOP! Too many numbers, TOO MANY NUMBAAAA's! You win, you win, just maaaake it STOOOOP!")

(Me: Forehead slap)

(Padamay: ^.^)

Rule #17-No more Soaps for Dave.

(He get's waaay to into those shows)

("Sniffle, sniffle. I c-c-c-can't believe S-S-S-S-Steven k-k-killed J-J-Janey a-after sh-sh-she c-caught hi-him ch-ch-cheating! Why, oh why, would he do that?")

(Alvin: "If I was caught cheating, murder wouldn't be my first move. First the apology letters, then the chocolates, then the flowers, then I'd go in for the kill.")

(Brittany: "Well that's reassuring...")

Rule #18-If you just happen to have the random urge to burst dramatically through one of the Seville homes, don't be afraid when you see Alice or Dave alone in the kitchen mopping floors and shaking things that should never be shaken by middle aged people.

(Apparently being home alone with a mariachi CD is an excellent stress reliever)

Rule #19-Toby whenever you lose a bet with Padamay and get stuck gardening, you'd better PICK UP THAT FREAKING RAKE when you're finished!

(Do you have any idea how much it hurts when you step on the teeth of a rake and the handle slams into your forehead?)

Rule #20-Plate spinning is banned from the Chipette Residence.

(Toby and Padamay, your mom only has so much priceless china)

Brittany's Rules:

Rule #21-Toby, stop stealing Dave's video camera to try and catch Jaxon doing something illegal.

(After a day of following Jaxon around)

("So, how's the Juvi Jaxon Project going?")

("Well, I followed him to the Barbie section of Wal Mart-"

("Sound's creepy already...")

("I know, that's what I thought too! Turns out he was actually getting Rocker Barbie for his little sister's birthday...")

("Oh. What else happened?")

("After dodging tens of thousands little pit-spawns in the bounce house, he watched a Jersey Shore marathon, chugged a gallon of milk, made chocolate chip cookies with his mom, called Padamay and talked for three freaking hours, then went to bed while listening to Thriller.")

("Sounds like a thrilling day.")

("Yep. Oh, and he took a shower with Old Spice body wash at seven o' three.")

("...")

("What?")

("...And you would know that how?")

Rule #22-Let's just get one thing clear: whenever you are having a horrible hair day, you don't go to Padamay, you go to me. I'll admit that she has skills, but come on. Who's got the most hair?

(Think about it, Frizzies)

Rule #23-No more marshmallow-eating competitions.

(Toby's choked about seven times, but he's in third place!)

(Padamay in second)

(...Dave in first)

(O.O)

Rule #24-When Toby asks you, "Guess what! Guess what!" don't say, "What, you're pregnant?"

(Toby's face was priceless)

(It didn't help that he started feeling up his belly and said, "I...I don't think so...")

(Padamay heard the conversation and choked on the pickle she was eating)

(Jaxon happily jumped on the opportunity to do C.P.R, but Padamay was laughing too hard for him to hold her still)

(It was a very sad day for both Toby and Jaxon)

(Padamay...not so much)

Rule #25-Never forget my young grasshoppers: Pink is your friend, not your foe.

Eleanor's Rules:

Rule #26-Don't be afraid of Toby's anger managing methods.

(He eats smores very messily like a three year old, drinks lemonade like it was his third day in the Sahara, screams into Yoshi's fur and screams some more because Yoshi's too lazy to growl at him, screams at the television for not showing Glee, and screams at his dirty socks for being so dirty)

(Totally normal)

Rule #27-No more auto tune for Dave.

(He was way to fascinated with it)

(He even monologued with it for three days)

(It was funny at first, but after the second day Alvin snapped and bit him on the shoulder)

(Dave shrieked very loudly, which actually sounded pretty nice with the auto tune)

Rule #28-We can never stress enough cautious with this rule: If you are paparazzi, fear Padamay and Toby.

(Just the other day they dueled with two press newbie's and went complete Chuck Norris on them)

(They then sang Kung Fu Fighting while dancing on top of them)

(Sickeningly hilarious, but still)

Rule #29-When trying to flag a taxi, don't throw candy bars at them. And Padamay, when laughing at cops asleep in their patrol cars, don't throw donuts at them.

(I'm not even bothering with the caption; it's pretty easy to figure out)

Rule #30-Never be afraid to stuff a sad Seville with muffins.

(Seriously, don't be scared to Chubby Bunny them)

(Not only will it block out the sad sobbing, it repents them from crying at all!)

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^.^"...Ta-da~

Yes, I know. It be HORRIBLE! Well no, strike that. I actually liked this chapter, it's just so terribly short, as you can see:/ There will be more in the next chappie though:) I'll be jumping back to regular rules for a while until I can think of some more to add for the munks/ettes:p

Let's just say Simon filled Jeanette in about the rules, m'kay?;)

Thank you so, so, so, so, so, so, soooo much for reading!