Ch. 10- The Gun

When we got home, I gently placed Alvin in his bed, careful not to wake the sleeping chipmunk. "Sweet dreams, baby." I kissed his forehead and pulled the covers up to his chin. I was about to leave the room when a voice called, "J, can you stay with me?" I turned around to see Alvin, fear in his eyes.

"Yeah. Have another nightmare?" I asked, walking back to the bed. Alvin nodded and held up his paws for me to hug him. "Awe, you really are scared half to death." I cuddled him, as his whole body shook with fear. Alvin nodded and hid himself in my long, straight hair. "There's nothing to be afraid of. I can't tell you much about the fanfic but I can assure you that you're gonna be ok." I told him, and stroked his back.

"Would you like to go back to sleep?" I asked. Alvin shook his head. "No, I'm not that tired anymore." he answered. "Ok, well, what'll make you feel better?" I wondered. Alvin thought for a moment and smirked. "J special." he replied. I scooped him up and gave him what he asked for. "Best... sis... ever!" he giggled.

Simon and Theodore entered the room. "Again?" Simon crossed his arms. I put Alvin down and said, "Hey, guys. C'mere." Simon and Theodore hopped up to the bed with an angry yet hurt expressions on their faces. Alvin and I were bewildered. Alvin didn't like to see his brothers unhappy except when he was purposely trying to irk them.

"Guys, what's wrong? You haven't made that face since you left to live with Ian." I said. "Nothing, just don't do whatever that was again." Simon replied, sitting down with his arms crossed. I giggled. "What's so funny?" Simon asked. "Simon, you get so jealous." I said scooping him up and cuddling him. "I am not!" Simon defended. "Yup, jealous with a capitol J." I said.

I cradled the blue clad chipmunk. "What do I always tell you?" I asked. "Uhh, oh that you always have enough love for all of us." Simon answered. "Uh-huh. So why do you doubt it?" I wondered, rubbing Simon's head. "Lack of attention, maybe. The last few months you spent most of your time with Alvin and now this. Oh, what do you call it, the J special?" says Simon, sitting up and jumping out of my arms.

"1, I spent most of my time with Alvin because he needed his big sister." I told him. "Who's to say we don't need you too?" asked Theodore. "I'm sorry, but were you in the hospital in a coma because a drunk man beat you, 3 times?! Nuh-uh." Alvin protested. "No." They said and looked down. "And 2, you can get a Js too, you know. All you gotta do is ask." I said. "Asking!" Simon said and held up his paws. " C'mere, you little fur ball." gave him the Js as well as Theodore.

I put them down and said, "I'll always love all 3 of you, not just Alvin. If you feel like that again, talk to me, because you should never get fed up on jealousy." The blue and green clad chipmunks nodded. "Good." I said and booped Theo's nose.

"J?" Alvin said. "Something's not right." I brought my attention back to Alvin, who was shaking. "If you're thinking about Ronald, everything is going to be fine." I cradled and rocked him. "Is he coming back, J? I know you know. You have to tell me, J please." Alvin entreated. "I really can't tell you but you're going to be alright, I promise." I told him, gently stroking his head. I cuddled him for a long time.

Ronald was running amok again. "Come on out, Ronald! You can't hide forever!" Officer Brown called into a dark ally. There was no answer. The police flashed their flashlights all around the ally. There was no sign of their suspect. What they didn't know, was that Ronald was hiding behind the dumpster. "He's not here." Officer Hawkins said. "Then we'll keep searching. We can't let him get away.

When the coast was clear, Ronald made his way away from the dumpster and realized he was near a gun store. He threw his hoodie over his head and entered the store. "I'm sorry, but we're closed." the clerk said. "Too bad. I wanna get a gun." said Ronald. "Sir, I can't sell anything after clos-" The clerk was cut off when Ronald suddenly grabbed him by the collar.

"Maybe you didn't quite hear me. I want a gun and I want it now." Ronald used his threatening voice. "Ok, ok. I'm sure just one more customer wouldn't hurt before I lock up." the clerk said nervously. Ronald set him down. "Smart man." Ronald said letting the man down. "Um, what are you interested in?" asked the clerk. Ronald thought for a minute. "Got any revolvers?" he asked.

The clerk disappeared into the back and returned with the gun his customer requested along with some bullets. "May I ask you what the gun is for? Are you going hunting?" the clerk wondered. "I've got some unfinished business to take care of." Ronald answered.

Holly shit! What is Ronald doing with a gun?! Find out in the next chapter... R&R! XD