Look, I know that they found Senior pretty easily, but I wanted to just keep to the main storyline. This is a Fan fiction story, not a novel!
Who is this Alvin?
Alvin Senior's P.O.V
I don't know how long that the two of us stood there, holding each other. It seemed like a lifetime, but I never wanted it to end. I could feel the tears of joy dripping from my eyes, but I didn't even try to brush them away. I did nothing at all, but hold the most important person in my life, the person I hadn't seen in years, the person that I had thought was dead. That person is my son, Alvin.
I could feel he had no intention of releasing me either. It was as though all those long years of separation were gone forever, like they had never happened. My son was in my arms, and I never wanted to let him leave them again.
AJ pulled back, looking me up and down. This went on for a moment before he said, "Wow, look at you…You're definitely looking older…And shorter than last time. Is that grey fur I can see?" He didn't say that in a mean way, it was more like teasing. He smiled the same devil-in-disguise smile that he used to do, making me crack up laughing. He definitely didn't get his sense of humour from his mother's side, that's for sure…
"Me? Looking older? Don't be ridiculous, you're the one that's getting along, Old Man. I mean…Just look at you! You've grown so tall…Nearly taller than me and that's a scary thought! This is all just such a surprise that you actually decided to come down here to find me…One minute, your in America and the next you're here…It was shocking enough to find out that you are actually alive after I had thought you were dead, but now this-" I stuttered.
"That's what I thought as well. Until you sent me that letter, I thought I was an orphan…But all that's behind me now. All that matters now is that we don't separate again…Man, I've missed you…Dad." He choked. I faltered. It seems like only yesterday that all he could do was giggle and chuck tantrums at the littlest complications. Now, he was nearly an adult and a lot wiser, speaking full sentences that actually made sense. It was nearly too much for me to cope with all at once.
All I could do was pull him back in a hug and pray that we never got separated again. This time, nothing was going to hurt or take my son from my sight. Slowly, a low bounding echoed behind me and I heard the familiar voice of my best friend.
"Oi, Alvin! I thought you were getting the footy. What's taking you so-" Chelsea stopped as she approached us. She was speechless. It was like staring at two of me, one being far younger of course.
"Um... what's going on? Why are there two of you, Al?" she asked, moving closer to us, her eyes wide with confusion and curiosity.
Slowly I felt AJ arms pull away from me, and mine from him. We both turned to face Chelsea, who still had no idea what was going on.
"Chezza, this is someone who has been missing in my life for many years. This is Alvin Junior...my son." I said, and I could feel the tears returning to my eyes. I moved my arm and wrapped it around his shoulders, just wanting to be able to feel some part of him again. It was like I was living in a dream and I just had to make sure it was real. AJ gave a nervous wave to Chelsea, but I could see in his eyes that he was trying to hold back more tears just like I was. I just can't believe this. He really came back. He really came and found me. Chelsea just stared at us both, completely at a loss for words.
"Are... are you telling me... that... you have a son? When did... when did that happen?" Chelsea asked completely stunned. I suppose her reaction was normal. I had never told her about AJ. It was just so painful for me to think that my son was dead, so I never spoke about it. I had only recently learned he was alive, and I hadn't told her yet. Well, now is better than never I suppose. Besides, it doesn't matter how she takes the news, the fact is, my son is back...This was so freakin' exciting!
"Uh... Hi there... um..." AJ started, when I realized I had completely skipped introductions. I was too caught up in my own happiness.
"Oh, I am so sorry. Chelsea, this is AJ. AJ, this is my best friend Chelsea" I said with a smile, waving my hand forward to indicate her.
"Hi there Chelsea. I'm... well I'm Alvin's son" AJ said, still a little nervous. This was probably huge for him. In another country, meeting a person of another species, but he was probably just so caught up with him finding me that he wasn't thinking straight. I would probably have faired the same way in his condition, and to a degree I was. Then I realized that Chelsea wasn't the only other attendee to this reunion. I turned around to see my son's female companion silently standing by watching the scene. Her eyes were teary as she watched the touching moment.
"And who is this lovely lady with you?" I asked AJ. He looked up at me and he seemed to go through the same reaction I had just had with Chelsea.
"Oh... well Dad, Chelsea, this is my best friend Brittany, of the Chipettes." he said indicating for her to come closer to the group. She nervously took a few steps closer and performed a similar wave that AJ had to Chelsea.
"H-hi there" she stuttered, but she wasn't scared. I suspect she too just wasn't thinking straight. This was such an unbelievable situation after all. I watched as my son moved forward and took her hand in his. The one who needed the most support I couldn't tell. All of us were just so overwhelmed by this. The four of us just stood there for a while. We said nothing at all; we just stayed in each other's presence.
I could see that Chelsea and Brittany felt a little awkward being involved in such a reunion, but neither could will themselves to move away. I didn't want either of them too and I could tell that AJ didn't either. Brittany was his best friend, and Chelsea mine, having someone else there that had such a large influence on our lives was like having a merging of families. Finally, Chelsea broke the silence.
"Well, maybe we should... head back to your place for a while Alvin. I'm sure that Brittany and AJ a probably tired from travelling. Where are you guys from anyway?" she asked as she picked up the stray football. I noticed that both Brittany and AJ were a little shocked that Chelsea didn't know where they were from. I had only known myself from an Album cover.
Apparently in America they were very big, but they hadn't had as a large of an impact here in Australia. I suppose that's why I moved here in the first place, so I could distance myself from where I had lost my son. In doing so I had cut all connections with the place, and only recently had I learned he had survived and made a name for himself as part of 'The Chipmunks' the only band consisting of chipmunks in the whole world. AJ said nothing, but Brittany seemed to be unable to hold her tongue.
"You mean you've never heard of 'the Chipmunks' or 'the Chipettes'? We're two really popular bands in America, I'm really surprised you don't know us." Brittany chirped. She was quite strong one. It was nice to see Alvin had been able to befriend such a beautiful and….well…a very fiery Chipette. I noticed that AJ gave a nod.
"Sorry, I really haven't. I don't really watch TV that much. I'm more into sports and outdoor activities; in fact just yesterday I hopped all the way to Venus Bay for a game of Rugby with my brother Ricko. My, that was quite the work out" Chelsea said stretching out her legs in remembrance of the long journey. I could see that neither Brittany nor AJ had any idea where that was. To avoid getting into a drawn out conversation about cities in Melbourne, I decided to follow up Chelsea's initial suggestion and take the group back to my house.
"Chelsea's right. Come let's head back to my house for a while, where are your bags?" I asked noticing that they only had one suitcase each on the rocks they had been sitting at.
"Well, this is all we have actually. We wanted to keep a low profile coming here so that we wouldn't have crazy fans or... other people, looking for us when we arrived…." he said, moving back to pick up his and Brittany's suit cases. Being a 'rock star' I could understand. I wasn't quite sure what he meant by other people, but that wasn't important. What was important is that my son was back.
"Alright then, just follow me and we'll be there in no time." I said giving a wave to the left to signal the direction we'd be taking.
The walk wasn't long at all, as Chelsea and I hadn't strayed very far for our football game. That was the convenience of Wonthaggi, everything that we needed was always close by. The whole walk Brittany stuck close to AJ. I guess she was still rather nervous about everything. It must have been so overwhelming for her. In a strange new place, with unfamiliar faces, and right in the middle of a reunion between a father and son. I am definitely going to have to get to know her better. She is my son's best friend after all. I think AJ was probably thinking along the same lines with Chelsea.
The kangaroo said nothing the entire journey to my house. For her, it was just difficult to suddenly find out that her best friend that she had known for around 5 years had a son that he had never told her about. I reckon the minute that Brittany and Alvin aren't in the same room as us she is going to interrogate me about everything. Oh well, what is there to hide anymore? The only reason I never told her anything was to try and hide my pain, but now that my son was back, there was no pain; so really, revealing everything to her would actually be a good thing.
Slowly Drysdale Street came into view and a series of newly designed cottages appeared. They all had that old style country feeling around it and made it just that bit more welcoming. Although I could tell that after leaving America; after living in no doubt a big house with lots furniture and electronics, seeing a cottage was probably a new experience for AJ and Brittany.
We passed quite a few houses until finally I led them to the last house on the street. It was probably the largest of the cottages, but it was by no means a big house. Really it was only the size of an apartment, but it was much nicer looking in my opinion. I suppose that must make me rather old fashioned, oh well.
I led the group up the pathway through the garden in front of the cottage until we reached the front door. A cat flap had been installed for me, but with Chelsea here we had to knock on the door to gain entry as she was much too large for it. Chelsea, being the largest, knocked upon the old wooden door and moments later an old woman appeared at the door. Her hair was fluffy and white, but her face was far from wrinkled. She was probably the youngest-old woman I knew of, if that even makes sense.
"Oh you're back already, Alvin. Hello Chelsea, always nice to see you!" she said with a big smile.
"Hi Alyson, nice to see you too," Chelsea said happily. Chelsea was quite a regular at our place. She was my best friend after all, and seeing her almost every day, my caretakers had grown used to seeing her popping in. However today, Chelsea wasn't the only guest.
"And who are these cute little critters?" Alyson asked, now turning her attention to AJ and Brittany. Brittany still seemed too nervous to speak so AJ stepped forward.
"Hello ma'am. My name is Alvin and this is my friend Brittany. I'm... well I'm Alvin's son." he said.
I watched as Alyson's eyes almost popped out of her skull. Unlike Chelsea, she did know I once had a son. But she was still under the impression that he hadn't survived the fall all those years ago.
"I see that you were under the same impression as Dad…You know…That I was dead?" asked AJ, looking a bit sincere.
"Well-…Well, yeah! Oh, it is so good to know you are alright! Please-come in, come in, I'll introduce you to my husband. Oh how silly of me, you don't even know who I am yet!" she said with a giggle.
"My name is Alyson Fetcher and I'm Alvin's caretaker. He's old enough to look after himself, but he sure isn't smart enough!" she said, giving another giggle when I frowned. Deep down I knew she was right though. I always was a trouble maker, and if it hadn't been for her and her husband, it would probably have gotten the best of me by now.
"It's a pleasure to meet you." Brittany said, speaking up for the first time since the park.
"Please come on in and I'll introduce you to Leonard." she said in a kind voice, motioning for the four of us to enter. Chelsea and I casually entered, but AJ and Brittany were a little more cautious stepping through the door. They probably hadn't ever entered a house like this before and weren't sure about rules. I remember I was just like that the first time I entered. They'll get used to it soon.
Alyson led us into the living room where a balding man sat comfortably in his chair reading the paper. He was always doing that. No matter what time of the day it was, every time that I found him he always seemed to be reading the paper. In his mouth was an old fashioned pipe. I have no idea where he got the thing, but he always had it on him. It was a strange sight to see him without it. He never even lights it, he just keeps it in his mouth pointlessly. He is a strange old man, but I love him. As we approached him, he lowered the paper and looked at us all through his half moon spectacles.
"Hi Alvin and Chelsea. Who are your friends?" he asked giving us full attention.
"Leonard, this is Alvin and Brittany. Alvin is our Alvin's son" Alyson said indicating to the two newcomers. Leonard's eyes went wide just like his wife's. They really are perfect together those two.
"You're kidding me! Crikey, our Alvin's boy is alive after all! Glad to finally meet you." he said with a large grin. He always grinned around happily, even with my mischief, but today that smile felt so much deeper.
It made me even happier that my family was so happy for us. Family...huh; up until now that word had always felt like it was missing something, like I wasn't complete whenever it was said. Now I was. My family was back. My son was back. Finally, the person I loved more than life itself was back in my life, and I never wanted him to leave it ever again.