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I had a little trouble with this chapter for some reason, but ... enjoy.
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Chapter 4
Alvin took a deep breath in as he stepped out of Dave's car and stepped onto the parking lot.
"Are you sure about this, Simon?" He asked, not making eye contact with his brother. It was impossible.
Simon only nodded, a big smile on his face.
"Don't worry, Alvin. Everything's going to be fine. Just don't pick any fights with her."
Alvin gulped. He knew that it'd be hard not to fight with Brittany but, heck, it was worth a shot. He turned around to see a little farther in the distance, a candle-lit dinner that had been set up by Simon. It took some time to get it into sight though, for it was very dark and very foggy.
"Good luck, Alvin!" Dave waved, as he began pulling away. Alvin waved back, then slowly began walking over to what he thought would be the end of his teenage life.
Luckily, Brittany wasn't there yet, so he had a chance to straighten up his red button-up shirt, soft blue jeans, and of course, his signature red cap. Come on, Brittany wasn't important enough to have his most prized gift taken away from him, right?
Gift...presents... flowers! Alvin forgot the flowers! He gasped as he quickly ran through the park looking for any type of flowers he could find, but, there was none. None that he could see, at least.
He was about to give up when he noticed the vase in the center of the table. In it stood 2 beautiful pink roses. Eh, who needed a center piece? Alvin gently grabbed them and held them firmly in his hand. He didn't want to be empty handed, just incase Brittany showed up with something for him.
Alvin knew she wouldn't.
But, finally, he was left sitting silently alone, looking around. The fog made it hard to see past the other end of the small table, especially since candle light was the only source of light they had.
He glanced at his watch. 7:00. Brittany would be there either exactly on time or a few minutes late. Alvin knew Brittany too well.
He just hoped that nothing would go wrong to ruin this. He couldn't handle anything extreme at the moment.
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Jeanette sighed as she walked through the park gates. It was convinent that the Chipettes lived so close that they could walk there, but the weather was making it hard to tell where she was going.
How was she going to find Simon? And she probably looked like a fool walking around in a poofy dress.
But, suddenly, a light! Jeanette spotted the table, and could see someone already seated at it. Simon must have arrived early.
Jeanette took the last chance she had to fix her hair before finally taking slow steps foward towards the table.
But the fog.
She could barely see.
The only thing noticeable was Simon's red cap!- ...
Wait... Simon didn't have a red cap... Alvin?!
Jeanette's heart began pounding as she thought of why Alvin was there. Was she wrong? Was Simon talking about Alvin on the phone?
...or maybe Alvin was just there to lead her to Simon! Yeah, that was it.
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The Miller household was quiet. The only ones home were Brittany and Eleanor, but Eleanor was busy in the kitchen as usual, so to Brittany, no one was home besides her.
She sighed and flipped through the TV. There was nothing interesting on.
"Brittannyyyy!" an excited, high-pitched voice called from the kitchen. Of course, it was Eleanor.
Brittany rolled her eyes as she called back, surprised that Eleanor actually realized there was something else in the house besides her and her cooking, "What, Eleanor?"
Eleanor rushed into the living room, a huge grin on her face, holding a basket filled with all sorts of goodies.
"I made you some cakes and cookies to take with you on your date! I know both you and Alvin love my famous chocolate chip brownies, so I-"
Brittany's eyes widened as she quickly stopped Eleanor, "Woah, woah, woah! Hold on a minute. What are you talking about?!"
Eleanor looked puzzled as she placed the basket on the living room table.
"Didn't Simon set up a date for you and Alvin tonight?"
A date... with ALVIN?! Was Eleanor going insane?
"Uh, no. First of all, I'd never go on a date with Alvin. And second of all, Jeanette's the one on a date, with Simon."
Eleanor stratched her head in confusion thinking about last night when Jeanette was on the phone. Was that who they were talking about? Themselves?
"Look, Elly," Brittany suggested, "I'll even call Alvin to prove to you that Simon and Jeanette are supposed to be on the date tonight. Definately not me and Alvin. Okay?"
Eleanor sighed and shrugged, "Alright, Brittany. If you say so..."
Brittany stood up and into the kitchen where the phone was. She loved the smell of the kitchen, especially when Eleanor was baking.
Eleanor had followed Brittany into the kitchen, and took a seat at the table, waiting for Brittany to call. Brittany took one last glance at her little sister and smiled, then began dialing the Seville's number. It rang a few times before, finally, Theodore picked up.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Theodore? It's Brittany.
"Oh! Hi Brittany! Is Eleanor around? She told me she was going to be baking tonight and I just was about to call to see if I could stop by to taste some of-"
Brittany rolled her eyes as she cut Theodore off, "Yeah, yeah. She's here. But I need to talk to Alvin, pronto."
Theodore nodded and replied, "Oh, alright! Just tell Eleanor I said hi then." He placed the phone down to go call for Alvin.
Brittany turned around to Eleanor with an annoyed look on her face, "Theodore says hi."
Eleanor grinned and jumped up and down in her seat, "He did!? Does he want to come over to try some of my deserts? He asked me to bake a special chocolate pie for him and-"
Brittany, of course, interupted Eleanor once again, "Yeah, yeah, sure."
Eleanor sighed at her sister and walked over to the stove where a pot of water had been boiling.
"Brittany?" Theodore finally answered.
"Theodore? Where's Alvin?"
"Alvin isn't home! According to Simon, he's out on a date with you!"
Brittany's jaw dropped as she looked over at Eleanor, who seemed to be gesturing "I told you so".
"Let me talk to Simon, Theo."
"Brittany? Why are you still home?! It's nearly 7:10!"
"Simon?" Brittany wondered.
Simon nodded and began tapping his fingers uncontrollably on the table he was sitting at, "You mean to tell me Alvin is all alone in the park right now?!"
"What are you talking about? You're the one who should be at the park! Jeanette's waiting for you!"
"That's absurd, Brittany. When I spoke to Jeanette she clearly understood that I meant to set up the date with you and Alvin."
Brittany began fuming. Simon was trying to play match maker? The world MUST have been ending!
"Simon! Jeanette thought you meant her, so she's at the park right now waiting for YOU!"
Eleanor couldn't keep still as she covered up Theodore's chocolate pie in a box and threw on her coat, "Brittany. I'm going to Theodore's house to give him this. And since I don't want my brownies going to waste, I'm bringing them too."
Brittany glared at Eleanor for a moment, then sighed, "I'm coming too." She went back to the phone, "Look, Simon. I'll be over in a minute to talk to you. Okay?"
Simon smacked his head againest the table a couple of times before answering, "Fine. Goodbye."
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Alvin gulped as he noticed a Chipette walking towards him. It had to be Brittany. Brittany wore that dress to the Bon Voyage dance last year- ... but it wasn't like Brittany to wear something more then once.
Wait... brown hair? Jeanette?! No, it couldn't be. Jeanette wore glasses.
...Unless Jeanette got contacts...
Wait, why would Jeanette be there?
"...Brittany?" Alvin asked outloud, squinting his eyes, trying to see clearer through the fog.
Jeanette slowly emerged into sight, looking more stunning then ever before. She gulped.
Alvin's face slowly started turning red.
"Oh... hi Jeanette?"
It was silent for a few seconds until Jeanette finally spoke.
"So... where's Simon?" She asked, sitting down.
"Simon? Why would he be here? ... Where's Brittany?"
Jeanette turned as red as Alvin's cap. She had messed everything up. It was Alvin that Simon was talking about on the phone, not himself. And obviously he was asking about Brittany's feelings, not hers.
"Well... not here." She shook her head as it fell to the table, her hair sprowling around it.
Alvin felt bad. He also realized what happened, but didn't want to say anything. A small smile spread across his face, though, as he realized that Jeanette was hoping for a date with his brother. He knew they had feelings for each other but didn't want to admit it! ... That sort of sounded familiar.
"Well," Alvin's smile widened, "We shouldn't let this hard work go to waste. Want me to call Simon to come for you?" It was unlike Alvin to give such a kind gesture.
Jeanette lifted her head up and sighed, "Nah. Then he'll know I screwed up," She pushed her hair behind her ear, "But I'll call Brit for you, if you want."
Alvin shook his head and fixed his cap, "You know Brittany. She'd take 2 hours getting ready. The food would get cold by then."
"So, what are we going to do then, Alvin?"
Alvin shrugged, then glanced at the roses in his hand.
Might as well, he thought to himself. Alvin looked at Jeanette, who seemed upset, and smiled.
"Here," He gestured towards her, "These are for you." He held the roses out for her to take.
Jeanette looked up at him, her eyes wide. She slowly took them and smiled back, "Uh, thanks. I think..."
Alvin chuckled, "Don't mention it."
It grew silent again. The only sound that could be heard was the clatter of forks hitting the plates of food.
Theodore had made a spinach pie. It was Alvin's favorite, and apparently Jeanette's too.
Alvin didn't mind spending some time with Jeanette. He got to know her a little better, and found out that she was a pretty cool person. And, there was even a pay-off for it. Now Jeanette could help Alvin with his Brittany problems.
This should be good. Alvin thought to himself, stuffing another piece of spinach pie into his mouth.
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End Chapter 4
Urgh, I tried to write a longer chapter, but I always feel like I have to post right away. Don't want to keep you guys waiting!
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