Opening Statement: Chapter 6 and this tie we have a significant time jump of about a week per section... the reason for this is just that I'm having a hard time trying to keep up with just day by day chapters and thinking stuff up... good lord I have my work cut out for me here, I mean I have to come up with fourteen names for Sandra and Luke's pups when they finally get born! But I can handle it... I believe I can. So let's get started shall we? Oh, and I'm going to keep this a POV chapter, only switching characters as I go.
Disclaimer: As always, please refer to Chapter 1 of this post for the full thing... JUST DO IT!
(Week 1, Sandra's POV)
Good lord! It's getting harder for me to move every day now, what with my pregnancy being a week strong, and boy has my litter grown in that time. Let's see if I can put it into perspective, humans go through this for nine months, allowing their bodies to slowly adjust to the increase in weight and the other effects that pregnancy brings, whereas us chipmunks only gestate for a month, maybe a month and a half. Each day for us is the equivalent of about a week in regards to development, and with fourteen tiny bundles curled up in my belly, I looked fit to pop right now! Even Mom told me that I looked bigger than she did when she was on the last throes of her pregnancy, and I'm only a week into this! HOW MUCH BIGGER CAN I GET!?
But... there's always nature's way, and by that I mean the fact that despite having fourteen to carry, I'm able move about fairly easily, only needing help to get up onto the couch. I could feel them now, not kicks or anything like that, but simple twitches as they shifted about within me... when I first felt that I thought something was wrong and insisted Luke take me to the doctor, but my mother told me that it was normal to feel my babies moving a little at this point, as she had gone through the same thing with me and my siblings within her.
Right now I was on the couch watching some cartoons, munching on a pickle that Luke had brought me... oh and neither of us were going to home school anymore, not by choice though... Uncle Simon seems to think my current state would make it too great of a risk to me either falling down the stairs or over stressing with the work sheets, instead he just gave me and Luke our assignments and told us to complete them as we are able to. Luke was sitting next to me on the couch, idly rubbing my well rounded tummy and sending tingles through my body... I swear it's like they can feel their father just inches away and want to snuggle with him.
"Sandy? Are they moving much?" Luke asked, snapping me out of my inner monologue and causing me to silently giggle, my hands gesturing my response, "Yes they are... all fourteen of them... they really want to get out and meet their Daddy," I replied, Luke smiling before he rested his head against my stomach, "Hey little guys, Daddy's right here, and I'll always be here with you, and your Mommy," Luke said, speaking to our unborn pups and making me smile warmly, to think he already felt this much of a bond with our litter at this stage, and he didn't even know what they were going to be yet... well outside of chipmunks, if I give birth to a squirrel or something then I'll need the doctor for a different reason.
Anyway, the first full week is gone past... five more to go before I'm ready to pop... and I can't wait!
(Week 2, Luke's POV)
Another week and another surge of pride upon seeing my wife... wait, I meant mate! Whatever I loved her like she were my wife, and as Amani had told us a while ago, due to us living under the same roof and Sandra bearing my pups, we are technically common laws at this point, not legally married but given the same status as if we were. God Sandra looked so beautiful... even while she hurled her guts up into the bathroom sink, me standing there to support her as she heaved. The doctor had told us that the morning sickness should stop on it's own, but in case it didn't she was to drink plenty of sports drinks, simply to replenish electrolytes. "Easy Sandra, don't want to puke up a baby do you?" I playfully asked, groaning when I got a slap to the stomach in response, "I'll take that as a "no" then," I said, even while Sandra released a torrent of bile from her stomach again.
After that was over and done with, Sandra and I climbed down from the bathroom counter and made our way to the living room, Sandra stopping near the couch to rest a bit from her growing weight... God it looked like she had swallowed an entire orange whole! But I wasn't going to say that out loud... I learn from my mistakes. Once onto the couch proper, Sandra gave a little jolt and gasped silently, her hands on her stomach for a moment before she started to gesture to me, "Luke... I just felt one kick!" Sandra told me, and I could tell my eyes widened before I felt my hand guided to Sandra's belly, her hand moving it to where she had apparently felt the kick before I felt the same thing through against my palm, causing me to shiver a bit and smile widely, "They're going to be perfect little angels dear," I said, then saw Sandra's response, "Easy for you to say, you don't have to deal with fourteen pups kicking at your guts! And I'm sorry ahead of time if I start getting cranky... I didn't sleep well last night." Sandra replied, peaking my curiosity a bit.
"Why didn't you sleep well... more nightmares?" I asked, Sandra shaking her head and gesturing some more, "No... our kids kept me up... wouldn't stop moving for about two hours after we went to bed." Sandra replied, causing me to laugh lightly and hug her, "If you like I could try a lullaby tonight." I offered, Sandra silently laughing a bit before she nodded her head, "I think our kids like hearing you... something they'll never be able to do with me," Sandra replied, causing me to glance up to her face and sigh, before I took her hand and placed it over her own heart, "Our children can hear you... they are closer to your heart than I will ever be... they may never hear you speak like me... but even now they are hearing your heart beating, telling them that you love them with all of your soul." I explained, Sandra's eyes tearing up a bit, before she gestured a bit, "I'm not even sad right now... and you made me cry," Sandra said, causing me to laugh and pull her into my lap, a task made difficult by the size of her belly, and then I wrapped my arms around her, kissing the back of Sandra's neck and rubbing her belly, occasionally feeling one of my pups kicking at my hands, each tiny impact making my heart swell with pride.
(Week 3, Brittany's POV)
I just have to hand it to my eldest daughter, another week of progress and she looked like one of those cartoon characters after being turned into a balloon, but somehow still managed to look beautiful while doing it. I was just sitting with my daughter, Alvin and Luke had gone out to do some shopping for the babies, merely to be ready for them with more high chairs, unlike Alvin and I when we were blessed by a litter of six, "So Sandra, you had your ultrasound earlier this week, what are you and Luke having?" I asked, my daughter jumping a bit as if startled, causing me to giggle softly and place a hand on her rounded out belly, immediately feeling one of her fourteen pups kicking at my hand and making me smile "Can't wait to meet Grandma," I thought, even as Sandra signed her response to my question, "Eight girls and six boys... Mom, what was it like giving birth to us? I mean me and the others." Sandra asked, causing me to think a moment and smile, "It hurt... A LOT!" I replied, giggling when I saw my daughter's eyes widen at the news, "Don't worry, the pain is worth it in the end... Alvin and I were blessed by six adorable little furballs, you being the first born," I explained, Sandra gesturing her response to my info, "But it hurt you? I mean I know how childbirth in humans works, and that seems painful enough for one, I'm having fourteen!" Sandra said, causing me to laugh lightly and take her hand in my own.
"Look sweetie, you got yourself into this... not going to say it was a mistake, I've thought it over since this happened, and if you felt ready then I can't blame you... I actually mated with your father the first day I moved in here." I explained, blushing when Sandra gave me a questioning look, "Let me explain, see years ago, your aunts and I used to live in Australia, thinking we were the only talking chipmunks in the world... then we heard about your father and uncles in America and, after finding enough to post ourselves, mailed ourselves to Jett Records... Great Uncle Ian took us in at first, and after a few weeks he showed his true self... one thing lead to another and your Dad saved me and my sisters, with help from some gopher named Digger... after that, when Dave went back to the hospital to get a fracture reset into place, I waited until everyone else was asleep and hopped over to your dads bed... and the rest is history," I explained, Sandra just taking this in and then blinking a moment, then gave me a look that made my heart drop for a moment, her hands gesturing a bit, "So, I'm supposed to wait for your blessing to mate with Luke, but you just up and handed yourself over to Dad on the first day you moved in! How's that fair?" Sandra asked, causing me to sigh before I nodded my head, "I know, but you have to realize, at that time I was a different girl, and was in the part of the "damsel in distress" who had moments earlier gotten rescued by a "knight in shining armor"... in any fairy tail I always remembered the damsel giving her hero something to remember her by... and I only had myself to give... it's for this reason that I'm saying that I am proud of you and Luke for doing this... I don't know what I'd have done if I had gotten pregnant that night so long ago." I explained, then noticed my daughter was... laughing, she was laughing silently as I had laid my heart out... not that I expected any less, but it still stung a slight bit, "Oh sure, laugh it up Sandy." I said, before she shook her head and gestured.
"It's not your story, one of my pups just kicked me a bit harder and it surprised me is all." Sandra explained, causing me to smile and chuckle a bit more, "Alright, I'll admit that's something I never had happen, I was always able to guess when you six were going to kick." I replied, Sandra wearing a warm smile before she got up and stretched, wincing a bit as the weight she was carrying was a lot more than when I was carrying her and her sibling within me.
(Week 4, Danny's POV)
I've been coming over more often as of late, and though I was there mainly for my boyfriend Kevin, I was also helping out with Sandra's condition as well... tonight Sandra and her mate Luke had a date, and despite her current size the girl would not be denied... kinda reminds me of Kevin a little, but then again they're brother and sister, how wouldn't she remind me of my adorable blue eyed guy? Anyways, more to the point, I was fixing Sandra's hair, something I'll admit I'm not great at, but then again I don't have to be, I may be gay but I'm still a guy, and typically girls are better at doing hair. I saw Sandra's hands moving again, causing me confusion as I tried to translate, "Umm... you wanted highlights?" I ask, Sandra face-palming at that, then picking up her notepad and pencil to write out her message, "I said you are tugging too damn hard! BE GENTLE WITH MY HAIR!" she wrote out, causing me to chuckle a bit, "Sorry, I have to admit hair isn't my strong suit, you should have asked your brother to do this for you, he's an artist when it comes to hair," I replied, Sandra shaking her head and then writing another message, "I wanted to get to know you better... I know we see each other a lot, seeing as I'm basically stuck in here and you practically live here with my brother now... plus, I wanted my pups to know about the love you share with Kevin," Sandra wrote, causing me to feel slightly shocked, I mean how do you answer that kind of question?
"Well... it's no different than you and Luke's love... minus the fourteen bundles of love in your tum-tum right now for obvious reasons... but other than that me and Kevin love each other very much... in a sense we're mates as well, me and Kevin, though between you and me he's the "girl" of the relationship if you catch my meaning," I replied, Sandra letting out silent laughter at my words... gosh, it's so strange to see someone laughing but hear nothing from it. The first day I met Sandra and the other four siblings, I had thought I was loosing my ability to hear, Michael had told a joke and before he even got to the punch line, she'd burst into silent laughter... I'll admit it freaked me out a little, but I got over it. Then I heard more writing, looking back to the notebook and reading Sandra's response, "I should hope Kevin isn't pregnant, if he is either my brother is actually a girl with a dick or you've got some rather powerful... juice in there." Sandra wrote, this time it being my turn to laugh, even though it was difficult to really converse with the girl, she was a nice person... nicer than some other girls I've known in the past.
"So, is Sandra ready yet?" I heard my mate ask, turning and smiling at the sight of those blue eyes of his... gosh I could just get lost in those sapphire orbs of his, "Yeah... you could say that," I replied, Sandra getting up and turning around, her hair was pulled into a bun and had a red ribbon around it, and a red maternity dress... good God now that I actually saw the dress, I'll admit I felt a twitch from my nether regions... hey don't judge me! Just because I'm gay doesn't mean my natural instincts aren't in working, I still find certain girls attractive, but never enough to turn me straight.
After a while, Sandra and Luke left the house for their date, Brittany having gotten them reservations at some fancy place... I can't think about the name of it, anyway point is they were on their way. And as the saying goes, when the cat's away... the chipmunks shall play. Not going to divulge the messy details, but lets just say that after the whole ordeal we were tired out and probably lost a few calories, "Wow, I think I can have some of that cheesecake after that... I need to refill those lost calories." I said, Kevin giggling before he kissed my lips, leaving a slight residue on them which I licked off and unceremoniously swallowed. "Sure thing sweet cheeks, bring me a piece too... I'll keep your spot warm for you," Kevin replied, a grin spreading over my face as I hopped down and made my way to the kitchen, "You do have a talent for keeping things warm Kevin... very warm indeed." I purred, not even having to look back to know that he was blushing... my God he was adorable when he blushed.
(Week 5, Alvin's POV)
It was lat at night, and everyone was asleep... that is until Luke burst into our room with a frantic expression on his face, one that I didn't even need words to tell what it meant, "I'll get Dave up, Luke get back in the room with my daughter! I don't mean to yell but this is NOT a time to stay away for too long!" I shouted, Luke nodding and rushing off, even as Brittany and I got ourselves dressed. After getting Dave up and explaining the situation to him, he rushed to my daughter's room, the voiceless chipette that was my daughter soundlessly groaning while she went through her intense labor... holy fuck that's gotta hurt.
We got Sandra and Luke to the car and entered ourselves, wanting to be there for the birth of our grand children... gosh that just hit me, in a few minutes, I'm going to be a grand dad to fourteen little bundles of joy... and I felt my eyes start watering at the thought. We made it to the vets office and got Sandra into the delivery room, and even now I could tell my daughter was in pain... but by the look on Luke's face, she wasn't letting him get off without feeling some pain of his own, though she couldn't actually speak a word, the look on Sandra's face read that if she weren't pinned by the pain in her midsection she'd have strangled the life out of Luke then and there, making me think to the time my own pups were born and how Brittany had threatened me by ripping off my manhood if I ever did that to her again.
"Alright, I see a head... push Sandra!" the Doctor shouted, my daughter silently screaming as she pushed out the first pup... Oh God why was I standing near the doctor- Oh that's why, his nursing staff was not here at the moment and because of that Brittany and I got pulled into the whole mess as substitutes... "It's a girl," the doctor said, handing the first bundle to Brittany to clean up, but all too quickly there was another pup, "it's a boy, here Alvin clean him." the doctor said, handing me a small bundle and causing me to be slightly grossed out... until I saw his face. I hadn't seen the first girl, but judging by the screaming I could tell she wasn't too happy with her current bathing, though this little boy I held had my daughter's fur, and when he opened his eyes I saw a brilliant green, like Luke's... and my eyes just let loose a flood of tears, I wasn't happy, sad or even proud, it was simply the beauty of something so small having been made from two parts coming together... then I remembered my predicament and started cleaning up my first grand son, and boy he did NOT like it, he kicked and screamed, and even though it was much too early for it I swear he called out for his mother. Eventually, all fourteen pups were born, during which Sandra had worn herself out, the order having been a girl, then a boy, another boy, three more girls, two more boys, four girls and the final two boys. Sandra had taken a breather after she had gotten all of her and Luke's pups out, but even still she was not willing to truely rest until she had named her kids. Luke watched her hands as he held each child to her, going in order of how they were born, the first girl being a chestnut color with her grandmother's blue eyes, and Sandra's hand slowly signed out the name, Luke smiling before he turned and presented the first child.
"Her name is Brianna," Luke said, and I watched my wife cover her mouth and cry out in joy, before she slowly walked over and gazed into the blue eyes of her grand daughter, "Hi there, I'm your grandma..." Brittany said, even as Sandra was presented with the child I had cleaned, Luke smiling and walking over to me, "His name is Alex." Luke said, handing me my grandson to hold, the green eyed boy just staring up at me before he made a happy baby sound. The process went on, until every last one was named, Brianna and Alex were first, after that came the next boy, he had Brittany's fur with Luke's eyes, his name was Lucas, followed by three more girls, the first having been the spitting image of Brittany herself outside of the eyes, she had auburn fur with her father's eyes, two little emeralds gazing around her surroundings, and she was named Lily, the next having chestnut fur with hazel eyes, she was named Anne, and girl number four being a nice mix, she had a mix of chestnut and a lighter brown color, with eyes that were a nice mix as well, they were green with flecks of hazel through them, her name was Vanessa.
The next two boys were practically twins, they both had dark brown fur and green eyes, they were named David and Simone, and then came the last four girls, the first of which had a lighter chestnut shade to her fur with hazel eyes, and her name was Sandy, after Sandra's own nickname, the second having an almost reddish brown color to her fur, and green eyes, her name was Julie after the home room teacher in West Eastman. The third girl of this small group was a deep brown color to her fur with a similar thing to her eyes as Sandra's brother Michael, her left eye was green while her right eye was hazel, and she was named Karen, the final of all eight girls having black fur, which seemed odd but Luke mentioned his biological father had black fur, so they figured it was a generation skip, and she had blue eyes like Brittany's, her name was Ashley. The final two boys were almost polar opposites in how they looked, one had chestnut fur with hazel eyes, while the other had dark auburn fur with green eyes, they were named Bryan and Vincent. Gosh it was such a beautiful sight to behold, my eldest daughter, with a family of her own... who knew this could happen within a single year of my own wife giving birth to her.
(Later that evening, Silas's POV)
By the power of the other side, I've never seen such beautiful pups, Sandra had no sooner walked through the door and I had made myself known to her and Luke's new family... and in my doing so gained the first punch to my face I've ever had given to me, I had forgotten that Luke hadn't really seen me yet until now, and he probably was just protecting his new family of fourteen pups. Sandra quickly chastised her mate though, "LUKE! That's my Great Granfather Silas!" she so calmly explained, even as I picked myself up from the floor, my for a small chipmunk he had quite the arm on him, "Sorry to frighten you, I'm just here to bless these pups... if I may be allowed that is?" I asked kindly, tracing a finger through the air and trailing glowing dust behind it, immediately having fourteen sets of eyes following my magical glow... chuckling when I noticed Luke was too.
"Sandra, little lady, did you not mention me to your mate?" I asked, Sandra giving a sheepish smile before she started with her signing, my the way her hands worked to make her speak was remarkable, like watching the wings of a dove, "I did, sorry Papa, but I figured Luke wouldn't be too keen on knowing that I knew a talking rat with voodoo magic," Sandra replied, this causing Luke to raise en eyebrow, ooh, he was intrigued... I can work with that. "Voodoo? And he want's to bless our kids?" Luke asked, as I stood to my full height, see I wasn't nearly as tall as Nathan or even one of his and Cleo's pups, but being a rat meant that I was a fairly decent size bigger than all the chipmunks in the Seville homestead, easily looming over the green eyed boy by about a half of his total height, "You questioning my abilities son? Or my practices." I asked, Luke chuckling nervously before he shook his head, "Sorry Silas, you're her "Papa" as she put it, you have every right to meet your great...great grand kids, wow didn't realize you'd have a grandpa who was a warlock." Luke said, and though I knew he couldn't possibly know the difference I decided to have some fun.
"I'm no warlock... I'm a witch-doctor!" I shouted, gathering a glowing cloud in my hand before flicking it at Luke, causing the boy to yelp and duck, only for the cloud to turn and hit the back of his head with a poof, in turn causing me to laugh warmly. I then went through the blessings, giving each of Sandra and Luke's pups a blessing to prevent most known ailments, as well as a special nightmare barrier for them, it would only last until the pups were old enough to face up to their nightmares themselves, I did it to keep them safe from anything in their early days, they needed to sleep after the ordeal to bring them into the world, and after that I had to get going. "You little ones be good for your mom and dad, and Papa will bring a treat next time he visits okay," I said, and before Luke could protest I snapped my fingers and returned to my parlour, opening the door to the Louisiana air and taking a deep breath. I could manifest the door to my parlour anywhere I liked, but I always loved my home the most... but then, with fourteen little ones to tend with now, how could I keep calling Louisiana my home? Well the answer is simple really... I can't.
And there's chapter 6, as I said there were time skips, but I figured I'd get them all out in this chapter. This was a test to see if I could represent each character properly, plus the Danny POV was mainly to bring a bit of focus onto him as well as Kevin again. And the final section with Silas was the first POV from his perspective ever! Now before anyone thinks this story is over, It's not, unlike the first story I don't have to stick to some main idea, so anyway, hope you enjoyed, tell me what you think in the box below, ad I'll see you with the next update... PEACE!
And now, a random moment in the Seville home:
*Michael walking into the kitchen when Danny bumps into him with a neck tie around his neck*
Danny: You gotta help me man!
Michael: Why? What's wrong?
Danny: It's my tie! It's evil and it's gonna kill me!
*Michael then backs away slowly, Danny shivering a bit before glancing to his tie*
Danny: Please don't hurt me!
Tie: MUAHAHAHA!
*suddenly Nathan shows up and sighs*
Nathan: I thought this was a rule? NO COPYING ASDF!