I'm sorry about my outburst at the last chapter. I wasn't going to let anyone flame me and get away with it. Please, guys, I'm telling the truth, I didn't commit any act of plagiarism. I hope you didn't lose any interest. If many of you are asking why I'm updating on such short notice, that's because I may have already got something big in mind, and I just want them in separate chapter so I won't get confused with the title. Or, I just drank a Red Bull. Sometimes, I just pick something I want to happen in my life, edit them, and post them in the story - I call this method 'dreaming'.
Chipmunkfan1001 = Thanks bro. Feeling a bit better, dude. Thanks.
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Third person (Still fond of it...)
Simon and Jeanette laid breathless and downright exhausted from their little 'thing'. Both of their eyes met. Their bodies were filled with 'temporary' satisfaction, their eye met each other with burning passion.
"Oh, my God, that was amazing." Jeanette complimented and panted for her breathe at the same time.
"I know, you really did a number on me." Simon replied with his breathless tone.
"Yeah, I'm exhausted." Jeanette relied breathlessly as she snuggled closer to Simon's exposed chest.
"Me too. But don't you think we should get dressed? I mean, they might come in here and all." Simon suggested.
"But I like it this way." Jeanette protested with a hint of seduction in her tone "And besides, the door's lock and we're all alone in this room."
"It's their room too, Jean. It's 6 o'clock in the evening and they're going to have to came here in about three hours.." Simon said.
"Well, they're going to have to find their own room. I want this whole time alone with you, and we can do whatever we want." She said as she greedily wrapped her arms around Simon, craving for his touch.
"Wow, I've never seen you this bold before." Simon commented.
"I love you, Simon. I want to be with you every time I get my paws on you. I'm going to need you everyday, and whether anyone likes it or not, I'll never let go of you." Jeanette relied.
"And you're starting to sound like Brittany." Simon commented again.
"I can't help it. I think I'm beginning to understand why she keeps having these close calls with Alvin." Jeanette stated.
"It's something you can never let go, right?" Simon tagged, earning a nod from his bespectacled mate "I think I understand too. Something that you really love, you just have a hard time letting it go."
"It's hard to let you go." Jeanette responded.
Dave's point of view...
I just finished making dinner. I called the guys in to the table and gave them the meal. I had to make something extra healthy for everyone, especially Brittany. Looks like Theodore and Eleanor have no problem with it. And I think Simon and Jeanette - wait,.. Simon and Jeanette aren't here.
"Hey, guys, where's Simon? Or Jeanette?" I asked.
"I don't know. Maybe their upstairs." Eleanor assumed.
I shrugged it off and said nothing else. I walked out of the dining room and headed upstairs. I approached the door leading to their room. As I reached and turned the doorknob, I was surprise to find it locked. Strange, this door's never locked.
I gave a few knocks and called out "Simon, Jeanette..." but to no avail.
I continued what I was doing until I gave up. But then, I grew suspicious. What could those two be doing?
"Mating season's approaching, Dave. It's something we have to do." My whole mouth dropped as I thought and remembered Simon's words when we had our talk.
"Oh no, they didn't." I whispered to myself.
I reached for my pocket and pulled out a selection of keys. I picked the right one and inserted it inside the doorknob, turning it and pushing the door open.
As soon as the interior became visible, I didn't even need to turn on the lights to see the most shocking, and unexpected thing I've ever seen. Ugh,... that's a little disturbing. I found two chipmunks, specifically Simon and Jeanette laying under the covers with a heap of clothes on their bedside.
At then, I resisted the urged to yell as loud as I could. I slapped my own face and opened my mouth to let out an inaudible tone SSSSIIIMMMOOONNN! I whispered.
I don't know why I haven't yelled at them yet. Then again, another thought came to me - "We have to do it, Dave. Or we'll end up hating you, or each other for who knows how long."
Remembering these words, I knew what I had to do. Darn! I couldn't believe it! My kids are taking their relationship to the next level, and I'm up here doing nothing about it! What is wrong with me?
I closed the door, mentally growling at my uselessness as I pulled the key back to a lock. I strutted back downstairs, absent-mindedly. I went back to the kitchen with the rest.
"So, Dave. Where's Simon?" Alvin asked me.
I looked at them both as if I just saw the most disturbing thing I've ever seen "Guys, do you mind if I get you another room?" I asked.
"Why, anything wrong?" Brittany asked.
"Uuuhh,... Simon and Jeanette are a little 'busy' at the moment." I emphasized the word.
"They what!" Eleanor jumped up and questioned. Alvin and Brittany seemed a little calm.
"No, it's really best if we leave them alone." I suggested.
"What? What do you mean leave them alone? They may have already done it again."
My eyes wrinkled at what she just said "Wait, what do you mean 'again'?" I asked.
Eleanor soon calmed down and placed an awkward expression "Oh,... wait. I forgot that you didn't know." She sat back down "But still, are you going to take that?" She asked.
"Well, it IS the first day of mating season,... I think."
"Yeah, but are you going to take that? I me-" Before she could continue, someone else, Brittany, cut her off.
"Eleanor, it's alright. Let's leave them be." Brittany suggested.
Eleanor calmed down and placed her palm on her forehead "Am I the only one?"
"Uh,... no. Eleanor, don't even think about it. The last thing I want is having a new batch of newborn chipmunks." I warned.
''And why are Simon and Jeanette allowed to do it?" She complained. Apparently, I think she also wants this. But also, apparently, Theodore has no clue.
"That's because they already did it. I can't undo what just happened. I'm not a computer." I said.
None of them said anything. I took this as an agreement "Okay, that settles it. Alvin, Brittany, you take the spare room. Theodore, Eleanor, you take the guest room." I assigned.
They gave me a nod and an 'okay'. I then went out of the kitchen to prepare for their new rooms.
No flames, please. I didn't copy anything, nor did I commit any act of plagiarism.