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"Simon!" Alvin said excitedly.

"These people say they're our parents!" Theodore finished and Alvin punched him claiming he wanted to say that.

"Guys don't act silly. Dave is our only parent!" Simon replied gently.

"Simon- don't be naive like that! Dave isn't a chipmunk!" Alvin replied. Simon glared at hi then stared at his parents.

"Boys I'd like to tell you something without interruption from our. . . guests."

"Simon- Is something wrong? Who's at the door?" Jeanette called, Simon jumped,

"A persistent salesman! You should go to bed it's late and you've been tired lately!"
Jeanette sighed,

"Am I allowed to come out?"

"No, sorry. . ."

"Are you gonna tell me the truth anytime soon?"

"Probably not. . ."

"Are you gonna insist that I go to bed no matter what?"

"Yup."

". . . Good night Simon. . . I'm going to bed."

"Good night dear I'll see you tomorrow!" Simon called. Alvin and Theodore were both confused now. Simon rarely lied to Jeanette anymore. Unless for good reason.

"Is that our pregnant daughter in law you told us about, Simon?" Simon's mother asked.

"You aren't my mom and Dad! He yelled in anger and shut the door, to talk to his brothers in private.

"Alvin, Theodore, who was always there for you me and Dave or them?"

"You and Dave." They replied Simultaneously. Simon nodded and replied,

"They are our birth parents- I'll give you that. but they aren't our mom and Dad. Birth parents are what the name implies- blood relations. Mom and Dad are a phase that describes a parental figure and his kid's relation ship. " Theodore and Alvin looked at him and asked,

"You know they're our birth Parents?" Simon nodded and replied,

"I'm sorry I lied, it was to protect you and my sanity partly. . ."

"What did they do?" Theodore asked. Simon sighed,

"I was four, Alvin you were two and Theo- you were about four weeks old. They had taken me all round the world, India, Spain, France you name it. I have been there. Alvin you were born in Italy I believe, and two years after we had moved to England where Theo was born- but they lied to me. They said they'd always love me and be there for me and then they turned around and stabbed my back. . ."

"What did they do?" Alvin asked as if he were four again. Simon replied sorrowfully,

"They handed me the little bundle that was Theodore and wrapped a belt around your waist Alvin and then tied the other end to my pants and gave me directions to St. Mary's orphanage. On the worst storm I've ever lived to See. I had no choice they didn't want us back- i tried boys. but in the end We wandered and I found Dave and he took us in And I decided that they didn't love us so we didn't have to remember them. SO I pretended that I just had forgotten. And I lied. . . I'm sorry. . ." He was near tears now. Alvin and Theodore tried to comfort him a little,

"Simon, Let's give 'em a chance, everyone deserves an extra!" Theodore said. Alvin nodded and Simon gasped slightly.

"Alright- if it's what you boys want who am I to hold you back. I'll forgive them sure- But they still will never be my parents!"

He opened the door and let them in.

"Hey, Son." Their dad said casually. Simon groaned and lead them outside for a moment,

"I don't know how you found them or they found you- but I told you that this day might be your last. You are lucky I believe that the majority rules. My brothers may try their hardest to be your Sons, but I've already given up on you long ago. My heart already shattered- So try to love them like you didn't me. But if you hurt them or give me any reason to believe you might. The majority will no longer rule and we'll just pretend like I saw you with them and they didn't convince me to give you a chance. I don't care how I get you to stay away that day- A restraining order, Child abuse, Mental abuse, I don't care you will never see the light of day or my family!"

"Sweetie, What was that about?" Jeanette asked. Simon shrugged,

"Oh nothing dear- uh don't worry." Jeanette looked at him suspiciously.

"Alright. But be careful. I know I can't handle stress without hurting our kids. You might not be the only one anymore but you are still my baby. I love you."

"I love you so much more!" He said trying to hold back tears. Jeanette didn't notice in the dark and just snuggled up closer against him and shut her eyes.

6 days later. . .

"Jeanette, how has our little rascal behaved?" Simon asked when he returned home. He had begun to make lesson plans early and had just gotten back from the school. Jeanette rolled her eyes and kissed him saying,

"Oh he's just as much trouble as his father. So nothing I can't handle." Simon laughed a bit and chuckled,

"A challenge is it? Does my fair maiden want a challenge?"

"if you want to get beat by a pregnant lady sure." He smiled and kissed her again. She paused a moment then put a hand over her belly.

"What is it?" Simon asked. Jeanette looked down at her belly and thought a moment.

"I think our kid believes that my gut is a soccer ball." She laughed at Simon's face perking up even more.

"It kicked?" he asked excitedly. She nodded and Simon put his hand on her belly at once. Trying to feel their child or children move around.

"Simon, try talking to it. I heard that babies recongnize their father's voices!" Jeanette said. Simon nodded and kneeled down so his face was at her tummy.

"Hello there, little boy or girl not sure what you are or how many there are. . . " the baby kicked," I'm your daddy. And I love you and your Mama to bits- you understand little rascal? or rascals." kick. "And I also think that your name should be something cool like Butch or Rambo." Jeanette just laughed and replied for their baby,

"Not on your life will we name this child Rambo or Butch."

"How bout both?" Simon teased.

"Oh I know lets just call it Princess or Cinderella." Simon chuckled and replied,

"Okay- we have just decided that you will not be named Any of the past four names. you are a lucky kid" They both laughed and The baby kicked again. Simon and Jeanette smiled.

You must be wondering how Simon is in such a good mood. Simple- The boys were having a great time with their parents- and though Simon still puked at the idea of them getting along he was happy for them and Dave liked them just fine. But they seemed to have disreguarded the past he told them of. And everything just seemed. . . Good.

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