Brittany sighed and crossed her arms, sitting beside her window. It was finally summer vacation, but Brittany didn't feel happy at all. Just think about all the spa treatments and pedicures you'll get, she thought, but it didn't make her feel any better.
Sighing, she stomped all the way to her bed and wrapped herself in the pink covers, crying silently until she slowly drifted to sleep.
But she had made a very bad mistake. The window was still open.
Meanwhile at the Seville home. . .
Alvin looked outside his window with Simon's telescope. He was trying to spy on other people, but then he realized that everyone was probably asleep by now. He sighed. Gosh, why couldn't people just stay up late for once? He decided to play some video games on mute for a while, until he noticed something in the corner of his eye. Something that definitely should not have been flying. Alvin quickly looked into the telescope and gasped. It was a . . . pirate ship! And even worse, it was headed straight for Brittany's house!
"I've got to tell them!" Alvin cried, quickly running downstairs and putting his shoes and a jacket on. He ran out the front door to the Millers' house, occasionally looking up to see if he was only dreaming about the giant floating ship. He wasn't.
Alvin pressed the doorbell as hard as he could. A minute later Miss Miller answered the door, dressed in a blue robe with curlers in her hair and dark circles under her eyes. "Alvin, what are you doing here?" she asked, yawning.
Before he could answer, Alvin blasted through the door and ran to Brittany's room.
"HELP!" he heard her cry as he reached her room. "AAAAAAALVIN!!"
"Oh . . . my . . . gosh," Alvin said underneath his breath. A huge guy with an eye patch and a bandana on his head was grabbing Brittany by one arm and hanging out the window, while she was desperately holding on to the side of her bed. Alvin snapped out of it and grabbed her feet, pulling back as hard as he could.
"Give up, boy!" the man bellowed. Alvin kept holding on, but his arms hurt and he accidentally let go.
"HELP!" Brittany yelled once again. But it was too late. The man pulled her into the flying ship, and she was gone.
"Alvin, what are you doing here?" he heard Eleanor behind him. She was rubbing her eyes and staring at him.
"The flying ship! Don't you see it? That man stole Brittany!" Alvin cried.
"What flying ship?" asked Jeanette.
Alvin turned and realized with horror that the ship was gone. His jaw dropped. "But it was right there! I saw it with my own eyes!"
"He's probably been watching too many zombie pirate movies again," Eleanor whispered to her sister. Jeanette nodded.
"Alright Brittany," she called. "Come out come out wherever you are! We know you're hiding."
Alvin shook his head slowly, a tear dripping down his cheek. "She's gone. Really gone," he said softly. Eleanor's eyes widened.
"No. She isn't. She isn't," she said. Alvin looked at her and gulped. Jeanette and Eleanor burst into tears.
"What happened?" Miss Miller said, stepping into the room.
"B-Brittany's gone," Jeanette said, wiping away tears with her pajama sleeve. Miss Miller gasped.
"Alvin, what happened?" she asked the tiny chipmunk.
Alvin sniffled. "Well, there was this huge floating pirate ship, and a this big guy came out and kidnapped Brittany!"
Miss Miller blinked a couple times and whispered to Jeanette, "I think the boy's lost his marbles."
"But it's true! I swear!" Alvin cried. Miss Miller looked at him with a pained look in her eyes, as if she wanted to believe him.
"I'll call the police, and then I'll drive you home Alvin," she said.
Alvin thought of all the times he could have told Brittany how he really felt. But then he thought, How do I really feel? He had always thought of Brittany as only a friend, occasionally an enemy whenever they had a big fight. But now that she was gone, she seemed like much more to him, like she was a missing piece that he desperately needed in order to finish the huge puzzle that was his life. Then and there he realized what he was going to do. He was going to find her.