It took a surprisingly short amount of time to get back to normal. Amazingly, none of them got in trouble for skipping – apparently, the school had just assumed they were all sick. None of the Chipmunks did anything to change that idea.
"I'm just glad that we're all okay." Jeanette said to Simon a few days later, as they worked on their project.
"I'm just sorry I wasn't helping with this the last few days." Simon apologized, glancing at their garlic bed. It was good not to have to smell it.
"Its okay." Jeannette blushed. "I even did a second science experiment, just in case." She told him.
"You did?"
"Yeah, I was going to test it today. It's a formula that should help me regain the confidence I had recently."
"Really? Are you sure that's safe?"
"Sure, I-"She gasped, glancing at her bubbling test tube with anticipation. "Oh, it's done! Give me a second, Simon."
Simon noticed his brothers entering the room. "Sure, Jeannette. I'll be right back." He promised, going over to the Chipmunks.
"How are you feeling?" Alvin asked, concerned.
"Fine," Simon assured him.
"Good." His brother said in relief. "I don't think I could take it if anyone else turned into a monster."
"I don't think any more transformations are going to happen, Alvin." Simon said, pushing his glasses up. It felt good to be wearing them again. "It's happened to all three of us now, and bad things come in threes, you know."
"Good. I don't think I could take anymore of that."
"Well, unless one of the Chippettes gets transformed, I think we're safe." Simon said, and then blinked.
"The Chippettes?" Alvin asked, looking over to where Jeannette was about to drink her new tonic. "Oh, no!"
They didn't have time to stop her – she downed it in one gulp. "Something wrong, guys?" She asked, noting the way they were looking at her. All of a sudden she gulped, and her hand went to her throat. "Simon?" She called, falling to the floor behind their station. Awful sounds, as if she were being sick, came from behind the desk.
Then silence.
"Jeannette?" Simon called cautiously, stepping up to the desk.
Jeannette poked her head out from behind the desk. Somehow, her hair had become loose and was flowing about her shoulders wildly.
"Not Jeannette. You can call me, "she smiled wickedly. "Jeanie."
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