"And you see, it was like I was seeing through her eyes and not my own."

"Kay..."

"And I did not look attractive at all in her gaze."

"Sometimes a person becomes uglier the more you get to know them."

"Ah no, I think it was because shadows surrounded us."

"Kay..."

"Simon! Are you EVEN listening?!"

"Partly," My brother replied half-heartedly, still tinkering away with his tinker- I, er, I mean experimenting with his machine- No WAIT! That sounds even worse. He was using equipment to fix our problem – THERE! That didn't come out dirty or misconstrued.

"Alvin, could you hand me the screwdriver?" He asked reaching out his hand towards me. I frowned, my eyebrows lowering, and I picked up the red screwdriver, putting it in his hand. He grasped it, giving me barely a glance and continued messing with his new experiment.

"So why are you down here? I told you I'd be a while."

"I'm here because..." I began ashamed, but stood straight up in determination and continued, "Because Brit's not responding and I'm..." I nearly choked on my words, Simon turning his eyes back at my direction.

"I'm..."

"Scared?" Simon answered for me.

"-NO!" I said back stubbornly, "I'm not afraid of anything!"

"Spider,"

"WHERE?!" I screamed and flinched back, seeing a tiny spider fling off my shoulder and escape my terrified vamped behaviour.

"Oh, bravo, bravo brave one," Simon said, and for once stopped what he was doing, to look over to me, his face stoic. He clapped his hands slowly mocking me and my words.

"Hey! One out of ten people are scared of spiders!"

"You're a chipmunk."

"That makes it double!"

Simon smirked, rolling his eyes and turning around back to his lab station, "Maybe you should go have a nap or something," He told me plainly, turning a screw with his tools, "Keep away from all these scary creepy crawlers."

"Oh... Okay..." I said, slightly hurt and turned to head to the stairs, "I can see when I'm not wanted."

"Good."

"Yeah, and don't you worry! I'll get Brittany talking again."

"Good, hopefully you can talk to each other about spiders."

"Grrr..." I growled, slamming my hands to my side and lifted myself off the floor, landing in the living room and standing before Theodore and Dave who were watching the screen.

"Alvin!" Dave said frustrated as I stood between them and the TV, "Do you mind moving out of the way?"

"Fine..." I groaned and flipped through the air, landing on the seat next to him and Theodore.

"Say, the chipettes were wondering if you knew where Brittany was?"

"Oh, she's inside me."

"W-what..." Dave began, puzzled and not understanding, "D-did... did you eat her or something?"

"Whoa! Whoa!" I answered waving my hands about in denial of that strange reply, "No! She would taste awful."

"Then what do you mean...?"

"Urf..." I muttered out and spent the next half hour explaining the facts of the situation.

Dave and Theodore looked very confuzzled and lost at my words, and I sighed heavily, whispering to her... if she was even still there.

"Brit... say something...!"

She didn't however say a word.

"Look, it's getting late." Dave said, looking at the watch on his wrist and seeing it was heading on to ten at night, "We should all get some shut-eye." He turned his sight to me, and added, "When you eventually see Brittany, tell us."

"BUT SHE'S RIGHT HERE!"

"Uh-huh..." Dave only murmured and left the room.

"It's wrong to speak lies, Alvin." Theodore peeped at me and I glared at him furiously.

"What?! You don't believe me either?!"

"Er... yeah, sure I do," Theodore replied with a scarcely audible voice. He turned around and rotated his finger at his temple, making the 'coo COO!' noise to himself.

Real smooth, Alvin...

"Brit?!" I yelped, becoming still and listening to her in my mind.

All your lying has finally caught up to you.

"Why weren't you helping before..?"

What are you on about? She asked puzzled, I never left... I, wait... what time is it?

"Bedtime..." I told her solemnly with only the need for one word.

Bedtime...?! She squeaked and suddenly I felt her take some control over my body, "No!" She said in her high pitched voice, "I can't sleep in a boy's bed! Not yours! NO!"

"And why not..?"

"We're sleeping in my bed." She told me and began to rise my feet off the floor as she headed for her treehouse.

"UH UH!" I yelled at her and dropped us to the ground, "I'm not sleeping in your tiny bed! I toss and turn every few minutes..."

"Toss a coin?" She asked and I rolled my eyes, annoyed.

"Fine," I said with clenched teeth and she clapped my hands quickly together, joyous.

I found a fifty-cent coin and asked just when I was about to throw it, "Heads or Tails?"

"Heads!" Brittany shouted and I tossed the coin upwards, as it flipped head over heels for itself.

"No – Tails!" Brittany suddenly said as I caught the coin in my hand, grasping it tightly in my palm. I exhaled frustrated and asked before I showed the coin's side up.

"Which one, Brit?"

"Tails..." She said finally, after being put on the spot. I nodded my head and opened my hand up, seeing the coin was Head's up.

"NO!" Brittany cried in horror. I smirked and turned around, suddenly seeing Dave, Theodore and the two remaining chipettes looking at me puzzled and concerned.

"Okay," Eleanor asked, pointing her finger at me and asking, "What is going on here..?"

"Oh, if only you knew what I've been through today!" Brittany said through my mouth. Eleanor and Jeanette blinked, glancing at each other for a second before back at me.

"Okay..." She continued and added, "You sounded exactly like Brittany just then..."

"The question is this..." Jeanette peeped in shyly, looking at me as astonished as the others, "...why?"

"Oh, I'll tell you why." Brittany spoke back, offended, "The only REAL question is, will you believe us?"

"Us?" Theodore asked.

"Yes..." Brittany said through me, "Me and Alvin... are together."