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iloveSIMONETTE: You're Filipino? What region are you in? I'm from Cebu. Well, June 4? I'd rather not go to school if they end summer vacation that early.
Mrbucktheweasel6(c7)= I'm in an island called Mactan and there's a pub here called 'The Virus' and I forbid myself from going back there. Waiters and workers dress as zombies, walks like zombies, and even talk like zombies. Oh, and did I mention they're make up almost scared the hell out of me? I was getting a red bull, I turned around, I saw a guy in a shirtless zombie uniform with a bloody make up with a red contact lens behind me and, HE MADE ME SPIT MY DRINK OUT! and I literally ran away towards the OUTSIDE of the pub, depriving the whole area of oxygen.
MY ANSWER TO YOUR QUESTION:
The beginning of eternity is death, and the end of time and space is still death.
The beginning of everything altogether? One answer,... BIG BANG.
Bus windows - Makes you think about life since 1956
I've found out a formula on how to calculate the age of Alvin and the chipmunks. It will be posted after you read. (I'm not a nerd and I hate math.)
I have five days, time to say my goodbyes. I'll never forget you, my reviewers and readers. *Jumps from cliff*.
Simon's POV
I hope Jeanette's having a good time. Our first date, and all, all I want is make her happy. I want her to have the best time of her life. If she's dreaming of her best time ever, it's my job to turn it to reality.
I changed back to my regular sweater and waited outside the girl's washroom for Jeanette. I don't know why, but she tried to get me to go inside with her, twice. Turning her down, saying this was the girl's washroom. I waited for a couple more minutes for her to emerge from that door. While waiting, I leaned on the wall next to the door, thinking about her. She looked pretty stunning in that swimwear,... Ah, who am I kidding, she's way more beautiful and stunning than anyone else.
Flashback...
I got changed to my swimming trunks. I waited for Jeanette to come out of the washroom. After a few minutes, she finally came out of the door. The moment I laid eyes on her, I was stunned, speechless. My eyes didn't leave her, she was wearing her swim wear, a purple bikini, it made her look splendid, marvelous, angelic.
I looked into her eyes, amethyst spheres. She walked her way closer to me, she moved elegantly with grace, I feel myself getting hotter by every step she took.
"Wow, Jeanette, you look stunning,... hot" I complimented. I didn't know where the last part came from, if you ask me, I sounded much like Alvin.
She smiled weakly. I didn't expect her to raise her paw and place it on my chest, this made me gasp in surprise. I blushed deeply as her hand pressed against my chest, a closer look into her, I could see a grin on her face.
"Relax, Simon, it's just me." She said with a chuckle. She tried to sort me down, but with her soft paw placed on my chest and the suit she was wearing, it didn't work.
"But,... you,... you look... beautiful, vernacularly speaking,... sexy." I said.
She smiled again, as she leaned in closer and hid her face on my chest. I didn't quite expect this either, so I didn't know how to react. Her soft face was on my chest, it added a fuel to the fire that was burning inside of me. The heat reached my face, burning my cheeks up. I breathed heavily as my heart beat followed the rhythm. Slight sweating dampened my forehead.
She leaned back and looked at me with a smile. God, her smiles are the best pictures I've ever seen.
"So are you, Simon" She said... her voice was music to my ears, hearing her smooth tone soothed the organs inside of me.
End of Flashback
"Oh, Simon, hey." I was shifted back to reality by the most beautiful voice in the world, belonging to the one and only chipette that I most dearly have in my heart as a piece of my existence.
I looked at her in the eyes. She was back to her original clothing, her hair slightly damp after she took her bath. She looked at me with a smile, the best picture in the world, even merely imaging it in my head gives a soothing sensation inside me.
"Oh, hey, Jean, ready for dinner?" I asked.
"Sure,... but we're not going with these bags aren't we?" She said, referring the the bags we were carrying that contained our clothes.
"Oh, of course not." I answered. "Let's put these in the car first." I said.
I took her waist and led her outside the resort to the parking lot. I took the bag that she was carrying and placed it inside the trunk. I took a peek inside the car and examined the built in watch. The time was 6:12PM, 3 hours before our curfew. With that done, I closed the trunk and took Jeanette's paw. Hand in hand, we walked together, back inside, to the restaurant.
"So, what kind of dinner are we having?" She asked as we walked along the stone path towards the restaurant.
"A private one, just for you and me." I smiled while answering.
She leaned over to her side and laid her head on my shoulder as we continued walking. "You're just full of surprises, aren't you, Si?"
"Anything for you, Jean." I said and held her waist.
We continued walking along the stone path, leading towards the restaurant. As soon as we emerge from the path, we were greeted by a big building (enormous for us, chipmunks.) with yellow lights on it's entrance. We awed at it's perfection, and colorful paintings. We walked towards the door, the service opened the door for us, since we were chipmunks and no one can expect us to push through something that huge.
"Good evening, sir." Waiters and workers greeted us as we went inside.
I kept my hand on Jeanette's waist and walk through towards the counter. We hopped on top of the counter and the service greeted us.
"Good evening, sir, may I help you?" The service asked.
"Um... yes, I would like to... um... reservation for Simon Seville" I wasn't really good in formal communication with humans, so I couldn't find the right words.
"Oh, yes, Mister Seville, please, follow me." The service stood up from his chair and walked towards the elevator. I took Jeanette's hand and hopped down the counter and followed the service. He pushed the up button and immediately, the door slid open. We followed him inside and pressed the 3rd floor. The elevator soon started going up and opened when it reached the designated floor.
We emerged from the elevator, into a big area filled with tables and chairs human sized. I wondered why there were so many people when I specifically reserved for a private dinner.
"Umm, excuse me sir, but I kind of,... ordered a private dinner for the both of us." I complained formally.
"Oh, don't worry, sir. This isn't the spot for your romantic night." He replied. "Please, follow me." He commanded.
We followed him to a door. There was a sign that says 'Private Balcony #6'. He opened the door and revealed a big balcony with a chipmunk sized table in the middle.
The table had flowers wrapped and bundled inside a vase. A purple scented candle, already lit up like a few minutes ago, scenting the entire area. I looked closely on the table, food I ordered in advance was already there. I fanned it with my hand, it was still hot, newly cooked Italian Lasagna.
"Wow, that was fast." I complimented.
"The manager is a big fan of both of you, so he emphasized your dinner and gave you a private balcony." The service explained.
"Wow, impressive. Thank you." Jeanette thanked.
"You're most welcome. I must leave you two some privacy, I will be back later for your drinks." With that said, the service walked away and closed the door, leaving me and Jeanette in private.
I cleared my throat to get Jeanette's attention. "So, Jeanette, shall we?" I gestured her towards her chair. I pulled it from the table and gentlemanly gestured her to sit down.
"You're quite a gentleman, Simon." She said as she sat down on her chair.
"Anything for you, m'lady." I said, gentlemanly.
I sat down on the other side of the table.
"Let us enjoy our dinner, madamioselle." I said, faking a french accent.
Jeanette giggled. "Oui, Monsieur Seville." She responded, and it was my turn to giggle.
We took our silver wares and started eating. After a few minutes, the door slowly flung open. A waiter approached our table holding two small chipmunk wine glasses filled with,... well... wine.
"A gift from the manager." He said.
I raised an eyebrow. "I'm sorry, but we don't drink. Besides, I'm driving and I don't think Dave wants to see us inebriated." I refused.
"No, sir, it's perfectly fine. It's alcohol free." He said and placed the two glasses on our table, then left.
Me and Jeanette looked at each other and shrugged.
"What was that all about?" Jeanette asked.
"I don't know, but I think I'll try this, I bet it's good" I took my glass and sipped. As soon as the liquid entered my mouth and made contact with my taste buds, my eyes widened. I forcefully swallowed the wine, bitterly sweet. I took the glass away from my mouth, coughing and wiping the liquid off my tongue with my paws. "It's not." I said and wiped my paw on my sweater.
Jeanette giggled. I looked at her. "It's not good, at all." I said.
"That reminds me of the time when Alvin gave us bark for breakfast back on that island." She said.
I laughed softly. "Haha, yeah, good times, good times."
Few more moments later, we continued eating until our plates were swept clean.
I adjusted my glasses to the bridge of my nose and looked at Jeanette, who also looked back.
"This was romantic day, Simon." She said.
"Hey, Jeanette. Always know that I love you and I'd do anything to make your dreams real."
"Anything?" She asked with a grin.
"Just name it." I said.
"Well,..." She looked at the sky, a full moon glowed brightly. "Well, it's a full moon tonight. We're on a date,..."
"And...?" I said, awaiting her answer.
"For anything that make my dreams come true,..." She paused for a while. "Y-you can start by... kissing me." She continued shyly.
Without second thoughts or any further hesitation, I moved my chair closer to her. I faced her, look at her eyes, leaned closer and pressed my lips against hers. A few moments later, a simple kiss turned to a very passionate one. We explored each other's mouth, licking each other's sensitive tongues. Sighs were given out by either one of us. After a few more seconds, we pulled out, gasping for air. But before I could even blink, she pressed her lips back against mine, turning to another kiss. Sighs turned to moans as the kiss deepened. Moans of pleasure gradually increasing as seconds pass.
My heart pounded with ever DNA we shared. By each touch our furs met, soothing sensation came over me. By degrees, inch by inch, my body temperature increased, I suddenly felt hot inside me. Our feelings for each other strengthened, nothing bad could ever break us apart.
This make out session lasted for several minutes until we pulled out. I leaned back, my eyes never leaving hers.
"I love you, Simon." She said.
I smiled. "I love you too, Jeanette." I said as I placed a paw on her shoulder and another one holding her hand.
"Simon,..." She moaned. She looked at me deeply in the eyes, I returned the gaze. It looks like she was about to say something real. "Simon, I love you." She said.
"I know, you just said that." I said, chuckling. But she didn't look amused. I returned to my seriousness as she continued speaking.
"It's not just that,... I-... I knew I loved you at first. And,... and I didn't held it back. Yes, I love you, but now, I don't think it's just that." She said.
I listened to her carefully word by word, but I couldn't quite figure out on where she was going with this. "What do you mean, Jeanette?" I asked.
She breathed deeply. "I loved you at first, but now,... it,... it's not just that. I don't just love you, Simon,... I realized that,... it's just that, something sparked inside me, telling me something about you." She paused and continued. "I love you more than you even know. Not just love, Simon, but I realized that,... I need you."
I felt something inside me as she said that last part. "N-need me?" I asked.
"Yes, Simon, I have a desire for you, I want you, I need you. I realized that, now,... I can't live without you. I need you with me forever, deep down inside me, I can't survive without you. That last kiss we shared,... made me realize that." She said, sincerely.
I can't believe it, she was so sincere. She really means what she's saying. She needs me now in her life.
I looked at her face, she really was sincere. The warmth inside me grading up. I leaned closer to her and embraced her tightly. She laid her face buried of my shoulder, while I kept my chin standing on hers.
"S-Simon,..." She called my attention within the hug.
"Jeanette?" I answered.
"Promise me you'll always love me, and me only. Please promise me that you'll always be mine only, just as I can only be yours, I can only belong to you. Promise me that you'll love me just as much as I love you." She told me.
I knew what I had to do. I want her just as much as she needs me. I pulled out of the hug, looked her deeply and seriously into the eyes, "I promise that I'll always love you and you only. I promise that we show ownership only to each other, I am yours and you are mine. I promise to love you more than our hearts desire. You want me to keep you a promise, and a promise I shall keep, forever. If I ever break this promise, I swear, I will face the consequences for any wrongs I'll ever do." I said.
We leaned in closer to each other's face, and pressed our lips against each other. We shared another passionate kiss with each other, sealing the promises we keep.
"We have secured our promises with a kiss. I shall never break." She said to me.
We look deeply at each other's eyes one more time, before getting interrupted by the door being slid open. A waiter stood there with a phone on his hand.
"Mr. Seville, your father called, he sounded very grouchy." The waiter said.
"Oh, great. Dave." The waiter handed me the phone.
"Hello?" I greeted.
"SIMON!" Dave from the other side growled sharply on the phone.
"Dave,... no need to shout, we can hear you loud and clear." I complained.
"No need to shout? Simon, there is no need to disobey curfew either. You were supposed to be back her an hour and a half ago!" He said.
"Half hour ago?" I wondered. I looked at the waiter and asked. "Excuse me, but what time is it?"
He checked his wristwatch. "9:43, sir."
"Rats! Sorry about that, Dave. We'll be heading home." I said.
"Well, you better be home before 10:25, or you're grounded!" Dave threatened.
"Alright, Dave." I pressed the disconnect button, not wanting to hear anymore 'you're grounded if x' stuff. I handed the phone back to the waiter.
I turned to Jeanette. "We are so grounded." I assumed.
"I don't care, as long as I'm with you.'' She replied.
"Well, we better go." I suggested.
"Aren't you going to pay first?" She asked.
"No, Dave helped me paid the whole thing.
"Oh, okay."
Jeanette got off her chair. I held her hand and we walked quickly towards the door, to the elevator. We headed towards the exit, walked through the stone path, and back to the car. I opened the door to the passenger's side and helped her in. I quickly went towards the driver's side and opened the door. I started the ignition and drove off, not wanting to be grounded.
I found out how to calculate Alvin and the Chipmunk's age in Animal years (AY)
Before I start, I'm not a nerd, I hate math, and I'm doing this for the sake of fanfiction. Capische?
A captive chipmunk lives an average life of 8 years. AATC chipmunks live for at least 16-18 years. But, let's move to the least, so 16 years. A captive chipmunk in one month, is 8 years old in animal years. The AATC's age is 4 years old, for a captive chipmunk, that is 122 years. But they're anthropomorphic animals, we'll at least say, that their life span is twice times as much as a captive one. So, what we'll do is...
1 month = 8 years AY (animal years) / 2 = 1 month is equal to 4 AY.
4AY x 48 months (Chipmunk's age) = 61AY
61/8= 7.625
7.625x4=30.5
30.5/2(half of chipmunk age) = 15.25AY rounded off equals to to nearest ones equals to 15.
So, basically, they are 15-17 years old in animal age (I said we should go for the least, so let's go with 15 years old.)
The chipettes are a year older, so the girls are 14-16, young and wild.
NOTE: The formula I came up with, I'm not 100% sure if it's accurate. I'm not good in math, the best grade I had was 76/99. That's equal to an D in America, I think.
You might be asking if it's legal for a15 year old to be in a relationship. Well, yeah it's legal. Take me for example,14 yrs. old dumped twice by the same girl and currently in a friendzone of another one.
Bottom line: It's either I suck at relationship, or my ex was having her period when we broke up.
Q: What kind of president would you choose?
A. Feisty spirit, aggressive, forceful, has drinking habits.
B. Has speech impediment, possible drinking habits, and heavy smoker.
C. Clean, a vegetarian, never drinks, never smoked, has never committed adultery.
Answers
A: You just voted for Franklin Roosevelt
B: You just voted for Franklin Roosevelt
C: You just voted for a racist,...
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Adolf Hitler.
