"Together, as in..." Eleanor dared to ask, obviously not the brightest bulb in the room.

"WE'RE JUST FUSED TOGETHER!" I roared back, getting my own voice heard in this argument.

"Oh yeah," Dave said, wagging his finger at us as if he had realized something, "So that's what you meant by before when you were explaining what was up."

"YES!"I said with clenched teeth, "What, it's not like I'm a pathological liar, is it?!"

Everyone remained silent for the few seconds and I growled under my breath in frustration.

"Sorry Alvin," Brittany said through my mouth, "But... you kinda are."

"Huh!" I said, highly offended, "Well excuse you all! I'm going to bed!"

"Now Alvin," Dave said in giggles, coming over to me and smiling cheekily, "No girls in bed."

I blinked my eyes confused, until Brittany giggled, and looked at Dave saying.

"Ha ha, that's funny."

"You see Dave, it doesn't matter." I said to him, my feet leaving the floor and rising me up towards the ceiling, "Because Brittany isn't even a girl,"

I came over to his ear and whispered into it, "She's a parasite,"

"HEY!" She barked out and I rolled my eyes at her complaining, "You take that back!"

"If this is them while fused together..." Eleanor whispered below us to Theodore and Jeanette, "What will they be like when they get married?"

"I, er-" I squeaked when hearing this and I felt my cheeks burn crimson red, "Not cool, Eleanor! NOT COOL!"

The chipettes and Theodore laughed among one another and even Dave smiled, trying to hold back his hysterics.

"Daaave..." Brittany whined, setting our sights on my dad, "Don't encourage them."

"Huh?" Dave answered, suddenly realizing his position as the authority figure, "Yes, you are right." He put his hands on his hips and looked down at us all saying, "Alright, time for bed."

The chipettes grumbled to themselves, leaving the house to head to their own home up in the cherry tree.

Brittany was about to get my body to follow, but I took charge and swung us around heading for my room upstairs.

"Noooo..." She begged, trying to stop me, but my will power was stronger than hers.

As we reached my room I awkwardly got changed. Brittany made my cheeks turn red in embarrassment as I stripped off my shirt and pants... and undies...

She glanced down at my junk, before gazing away quickly and I pulled my lips together in a tight annoyed frown.

"Are you looking at my tiny Alvin?" I asked her, folding my arms and she laughed nervously, replying.

"There's nothing tiny about your Alvin, Alvin..."

Whoa! She did not just say that to me? Did she... DID SHE?!

"I- er- Okay..." I mumbled a bit shy and uncomfortable now. I quickly threw on my PJs and hopped into bed. Theodore came in shortly afterwards and was in bed within five minutes.

I tugged the edge of my blanket closer up to my body, feeling nervous about sleeping with Brittany in me.

I waited half an hour until finally, Simon came in, and I asked him, afraid.

"Have you finished yet-"

"The answer to any of your questions," Simon responded getting changed and jumping into his bed, "Is no."

"So you haven't fixed up something for us-?"

Simon just stared at me, his glasses sliding down his nose, before he took them off and placed them on his nightstand, "No. I'll have to work on it a bit more tomorrow..."

"Oh..." I mumbled barely and just sighed heavily, landing my head back against the pillow and trying to sleep.

It was then, as I lay there with closed eyes and a weary disposition, that suddenly a million thoughts from Brittany slammed across my brain.

What if I have to go to school like this tomorrow... will Eric notice me? Will everyone laugh at me? WHAT if they all point at us and start saying 'Alvin and Britanny, for all eternality! WHAT IF I DIE of MORTIFICATION!

I tossed and turned, her worried thoughts evading every ounce of space in my head. I finally yelled at her in anger.

"Brittany! You've got to calm down! None of those things you are thinking are going to happen tomorrow! Why are you so damn anxious!?"

There was no response from Brit after that. And GOOD riddance. I didn't want to hear her freaking out over nothing.

I took a heavy exhale out and sunk more into my bed. Just as my mind was about to go unconscious, I was jerked awake with Brittany saying to me quietly in my head.

How do you do it, Alvin?

"What?" I thought back, exhausted and dying for sleep.

How do you be so insensitive?

"How? HOW?"

Don't over-react.

"Coming from the biggest drama queen of them all!"

Don't talk that way about yourself, Brittany responded but it was obvious she was hurting, why do I even like you...

"Yeah?" I yelled in my mind back at her, "Why do you? We are obviously not compatible with each other."

Brittany remained silent when she heard me think and respond with those painful words.

You... you really th-think so?

I was about to blurt out, YES, but it was then I realized that we weren't talking about friendship compatibility... but romantic. And that always led to far more feelings being felt then having a small tiff with a friend.

I wish I could leave you... knowing how you see me... maybe I'll disappear again... would that make you happy?

I didn't say anything, and her tears swelled around my eyes.

I understand...

After that, she didn't say another thing. I lay there on my back, just looking up at the ceiling, worried.

A part of me was afraid... afraid she would stop talking to me from this moment onwards. That part didn't want silence, but to only listening to Brittany's soft beautiful voice.

Why did she drive me so bonkers most the time... but when she was gone... I missed her.

"Brittany," I whispered in my mind to her... to the part of her that was still there, "I'm sorry..."

I could feel myself drifting back into the darkness of sleep and begged to her one last time.

"I'm sorry... I-I... I love you..."

I'm sorry too... she whispered back, and at once consciousness switched off. But her last words lingered.

Because I love you too...