Author's Note:
Yay I found free time! Ok so the only reason I'm updating at this moment is because I wanted so bad to put in some Alvin and Brittany fluff moments since Romance is part of the genre of this story and so far there really hasn't been any. So yeah there will be little parts in this chap, hope you guys enjoy! Also I realized that I only had six animals when I said there would be seven, so there's also going to be a black widow curtsy of alvinchipmunkfan. Thanks!
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He grunts in effort, trying to pull a article of clothing over your head while your injured is tougher then it looks, Alvin growls darkly into the red material gathering around his neck, with one last tug his hoody slips over his head and he drops it to the ground clearly annoyed. Turning his back on the discarded clothing Alvin studies his reflection closely.
The bandages weren't all that neat and in some places they were too tight while in other places they were too loose, the golden eyed chipmunk immediately sets to work trying to fix the gauze practically covering his entire body, he must've been cursing and muttering a little too loudly because another rodent wanders into the bedroom curiously.
Brittany's eyebrows raise dramatically as she tries to contain her laughter, "N-need help?" she questions causing her counterpart to jump and whirl around, he ends up in a tangled mess on the bedroom floor, the gauze wrapped firmly around his ankles, back, and head. She couldn't help it, Brittany tips her head back and busts out laughing, her ears fall flat as she laughs loud and hard.
Alvin watches the amused chipette with narrowed eyes as he tries to escape from the trap he had wrapped around himself, " You know, laughing isn't considered helping?" he questions looking up with a raised eyebrow, slowly Brittany manages to silence her laughter and calm down.
"Sorry, its not every day I get to see you like that, it was funny," shrugging her shoulders she begins to help untie him, gathering the ruined fabric in her arms she allows the chipmunk to stagger to his hind paws.
Brittany's gaze follows him as he returns back to the small rectangle piece of mirror propped up against the dresser; Alvin turns so his back faces the reflective surface, the chipette manages to catch a glimpse of his back.
"What?" she cries dropping the wrapping she quickly scampers over to him, she stares in shock at the sight of his smooth unbroken skin on his back, "But I swear it was horrible just a few hours ago," she whispers more to herself then the now fully healed chipmunk.
"I heal pretty fast," he explains wiggling back into his clothes.
"Like a vampire?"
Alvin turns to her with a disgusted shocked face, " What no!" he denies shaking his head to prove his point, "I just heal faster is all, I'm not like those sparkly people who aren't affected by bullets and stuff, those still hurt," he explains catching a glimpse of the wild untamed russet fur on top of his head, he doesn't stop to fix it though.
"They still hurt, but can they also kill you?" Brittany questions curiously, her anger is now long forgotten, besides staying mad for a long time causes wrinkles and there's no way she wants to risk getting those.
His golden eyes flicker quickly to her's judging her mood before he answers, " I guess I left that part out huh?" he mumbles nervously as Brittany comes closer her gaze locked firmly on the mess of fur on top of his head. Reaching out she begins to fix it trying to make it appear more calm, Alvin of course fights her off, batting at her paws to keep her away.
"My heart is made of metal," her paws freeze in mid-air her entire face falling blank as Alvin ducks away prodding his fur concerned she fixed it to make it look dull and flat, "How?" her voice barely comes out, sounding more like a airy whisper then a question.
"They just built it like that," he answers studying her from a distance, Brittany frowns and peers down at her small paws before risking to meet his gaze, "Does that mean you, you can't love?"
To say the question caught him off guard is a understatement, even though you can't see animals blush doesn't mean they don't, Alvin's cheeks heat up incredibly under his fur as he tries to keep his gaze locked with Brittany's, her questioning electric blue gaze makes him fidget slightly.
"I still feel emotions and yeah I can still love I guess," he answers shrugging; both rodents awkwardly stand there for a moment unsure about what was safe to say at the moment.
"Alvin! Come in here and help me remove the sofa from the wall would ya!" his ears perk up at the call of their guardian's voice, "Sure Dave!" without another word Alvin bolts from the room happy to get over the little awkward moment that just took place in the bedroom.
Brittany stands there a moment trying to figure out why she had asked the question in the first place, maybe it was just curiosity, yeah that's it. Sighing heavily the chipette begins to head for the door deciding to go see if she could at least help somewhat with the smaller less dirtier things when something warm and wet slithers around her ankle.
Her head whips around at the sensation and a scream explodes from her mouth as her eyes bore into a large dripping mouth filled with three rows of small pointed black teeth, the beast's tongue snakes it way further up her small body soaking her fur and sink in hot wet saliva. Another scream comes out of Brittany's mouth as she hits the wooden floor hard leaving her slightly dazed, the creature is probably about the size of a horse and it barely fits in the room, as a matter of face, it's lower half of it's body is stuck in the window which it had busted through, how Brittany managed not to hear it is a mystery.
Since it doesn't have arms, only wings, it begins to use it's tongue to pull the still slightly confused chipette closer and closer to it's dripping mouth, it's hot breath washes over her body jerking her back to the present.
"HELP! HELP!" the cries of pain and fear ripple through the house as the chipette begins to claw desperately at the wooden floor in hopes of slowing it down or wiggling free, something else suddenly wraps around her wrists and she begins to claw wildly at the new object trying in vain to get free.
"Stop," her eyes, which she had closed, snap open and she screams once again, his eyes appear to be the same but the rest of him isn't, with a single tug Alvin rips Brittany from the clutches of the Winged. The now sobbing chipette dives into his chest shaking and scared, the hybrid chipmunk carefully picks her up cradling her behind him with his eight extra arms protruding from his newly healed back, and right above the odd appendages are two huge eagle wings folded tightly up against his skin. The rest of his body had grown somewhat until he was at least as big as a large dog, he looks like someone stretched out a chipmunk and attached different things to it, his ears had grown and his tail had become thicker and bushier like a fox, dark red spots dot his arms and neck which resemble that of a leopards, his fur still has it's russet color but it appears to be thicker and more sleek, and inside his mouth are dozens of sharp pointed teeth and two huge poison filled fangs.
"Why do you guy always go for the girls?" Alvin questions the large furry winged beast protruding from the window, the creature hisses loudly and vanishes back out the window, rolling his golden eyes Alvin takes off after him making sure his counterpart is safely secure in his arms.
Once out in the open air Alvin unfurls his large wings, keeping his gaze locked on the fleeing target, sure he wants the Winged to go away but he at least wants to make sure it stays away for a little bit and that means either scaring it or injuring it. In a single bound Alvin is airborne and tailing the massive dark furred beast through the darkening Los Angles sky.
A cool breeze whips across her face drying her tears and encouraging her eyelids to flutter open, the furry appendages wrapped around her slightly loosen allowing her to sit up slightly, a frightened awe filled gasp reaches Alvin's ears as he closes in on the other strange animal.
Brittany's fears melt away replaced by excitement at the feeling of flying, glancing quickly around and spotting the animal that had tried to eat her the chipette scowls, "Kick his butt!" she yells shaking a small fist in the animals direction, grinning Alvin rockets forward making the chipette squeal in fright at being jolted slightly forward.
Alvin lashes out digging five long sharp claws into the tail of the beast causing it to wail in pain and whip around trying to snap at Alvin's muzzle, the chipmunk hybrid simply punches it square in the jaw with his other arm smirking. The Winged are the weakest and wimpiest out of the four, so those two little hits were enough to send it squawking off.
"Hey, what about everyone else? Why didn't they come when I was screaming?" Brittany questions curiously as Alvin whips around and starts heading for the house, " I suggested we stay the night in a hotel or something," Alvin answers completely flying right over their neighborhood.
"Oh so they just decided to let you save be by yourself?" Brittany questions leaning her folded arms onto of his legs, "No, they didn't even know you were in trouble, I told Dave I'd go get you after we fixed the couch and that we'd catch up," Alvin explains as the legs begin twitch and move, Brittany moves back just as they disappear back into his flesh. Wrinkling her nose in disgust she watches as his tail and ears return to normal, everything goes expect his wings, he even shrinks back to chipmunk size which doesn't leave much room on his back.
Reaching around Alvin grabs her tail and yanks him into his arms making her yelp startled, "That was mean!" she scolds lightly punching him in the chest making him peer down at her, his whiskers tickle her nose making her squirm.
"I could've just let you be eaten," he suggests grinning, Brittany pouts in response and crosses her arms over her chest, Alvin turns his attention back to the open sky.
"Thank you, for saving me, again," Alvin grins and opens his mouth to answer her thanks but the soft warm feel of her lips brushing delicately over his cheek causes him to nervously swallow his words.
"Your welcome,"
I have no idea how long this story will be, my guess is at least 20 or so, maybe less since this is my first story.
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