After watching TV with Theodore for a few hours, Dave got up. He looked over at the clock. It was time

for him to go to a meeting. "Alright, boys. I've got to go. Make sure you guys eat lunch. I'll be back in a few hours. "Okay, Dave." Theodore and Simon said at the same time. Theodore got up and

hugged Dave. Simon waved. Before he stepped out the door, he yelled, "Bye Alvin!".

After he stepped out the door Simon and Theodore heard him lock the door with his keys, and drive off. Theodore and Simon sat in the living room, doing what they had been doing when Dave was in the house a few seconds ago. Reading, and watching TV. Theodore got up, turned to Simon and said, "I'm going to go check on Alvin." Simon looked up from his book. "Why? He's fine." He replied. Theodore thought for a moment. He'd leave Alvin alone for now. He probably didn't want to be bothered. "Oh, alright." Theodore said.

Just then, there was a knock at the door. Theodore ran over to the door, and began to unlock all of the chains and locks on it. He got all three of them unlocked, and opened the door. It was Eleanore. "Hi, Ellie!" Theodore cheerfully said. "HI, Theodore." She responded with a smile. She looked over at the couch. "Hi, Simon," She said. "Hi." Simon said, as if he were a robot. Eleanore turned back to Theodore. She put her hand into her pocket. "You left this at our house," She said. It was his Teddy. "Oh, Teddy. Thank you, Eleanore," Theodore said, taking the bear and hugging it. "No problem." She responded.

Eleanore changed the subject.

"So, are you excited to go to Disney Land?" She asked. Theodore nodded. "I can't wait to ride all of the fun rides. Like the fast ones, and the high ones…" He said. "Yeah, we'll have so much fun. I'm glad all six of us are going together," She said with another smile. "Brittany and Jeanette are excited, too." Eleanore continued. "Jeanette is making us a route to go around Disney Land so we can go on all the rides at the right time." She explained.

"Well, that's good. Cause' I wanna go on all of them!" Theodore exclaimed. Eleanore smiled, and nodded. "So, where's Alvin at?" Eleanore asked. "Upstairs." Theodore said, shrugging. "Oh. What is he doing up there?"

"Probably sleeping.. He doesn't feel well," Theodore told her. "Ohhh…." Eleanore replied.

"Well, I gotta go. But see ya tomorrow!" She said, running out the door back to her house.

"Bye!" Theodore said, waving.

A few hours went by. Simon was packing his backpack that he'd be carrying around Disney Land. He put fruit snacks and cheez-its snacks in it. He'd have to wake up early enough to prepare the sandwiches. "And my camera, and my extra pair of glasses…Glasses cleaner," Simon said, checking off his list. "Don't forget your extra-extra pair of glasses." Theodore reminded him. "Oh, yeah, thanks." Simon said, rushing upstairs to their bedroom to fetch them from the drawers.

He opened the door and peeked inside. Alvin was asleep. He quietly walked in and headed over to the drawers by his bed. He looked through them and found his blue and black glasses container, with his extra-extra glasses. He went over to the closet and dug through it for a travel pillow to lay on in the car. The drive to Disney Land was a few hours away, after all. He put it around his neck to see if it still fit. It fit perfectly. Much better than the last time he used it on that trip to their grandparents ' house when they were four.

He stuffed that into the bag, with the snacks and spare glasses. "What else? What else?", He thought to himself, rubbing his chin. "Oh!" He exclaimed, going for another search in their closet. He found what he had been looking for. Movies, for the trip. "Mmkay, Tangled, Peter Pan, Lion King, and Frozen. " He said, naming the movies he had found. He stuffed them all in his bag. "I wish we had Harry Potter," He mentioned.

Theodore was downstairs packing, as well. Snacks, and his stuffed animals. A few juice boxes, too. "Hmm, maybe I should put these in a keep-cool lunch box." Theodore said, thinking about the juice boxes. He went over to the cabinet and took out the lunch box. He put the juice boxes into the lunch box. "Aww, Alvin drank all of the fruit punch kinds," He said with a frown. "Ugh, apple, grape, strawberry. No fruit punch." He named the flavors, searching in the lunch box. He headed over to the fridge to re-check for fruit punch flavors.

"….Nope."

Lunch time came shortly. Simon headed into the kitchen and prepared peanut-butter jelly sandwiches and carrots. "I'll go get Alvin." Simon said. He was surprised he was still upstairs. He once again, headed into the room. He walked over to Alvin's bed and slightly shook him. Alvin turned over. Simon sighed. He shook him harder. Alvin's eyes opened. "Hi." Simon said. "No.." Alvin said, turning over. "Alvin, I'm not playing, get up, now." Simon said, eyes narrowing. "I don't wanna," Alvin said, in a whiny, scratchy voice. "Ugh." Simon said. "This is too much. I'm sure Thomas didn't have to go through all of this with his family." Simon snarled. He put his hand on his forehead, walked over to the other side of the bed, and through Alvin off.

"Ow!" Alvin said, as soon as his hit the floor. He rolled up in his blanket which had landed on the floor with him. "Simon, go away," He said, once again in ad scratchy voice. "Lunch is ready." Simon said, with his hands on his hips. "And you need to get up. You still haven't eaten breakfast. We woke up several hours ago, Alvin." Simon told him. "I'm not hungry!" Alvin screamed, like a mad toddler. "Well, fine. You can stay in here as long as you want for now. I'll be back at dinner time." Simon said, turning away. Before he headed out the door, he turned back and said, "Dinner time." With his eyes narrowed. Alvin didn't care. He stayed on the floor, wrapped up in his blankets.

Simon ran down the stairs with a dull look on his face.

Theodore noticed. "How'd it go with waking him up this time?"

"He won't get up. I even through that hard-headed child off the bed!" Simon explained.

Theodore giggled. "Wow," He said, getting ready to eat his lunch.

"Yup." Simon said, starting to eat as well.

"I wonder if he'll get up for dinner." Theodore said.

"I doubt it. I double doubt it. Triple doubt it." Simon replied.

Just then, they heard slow foot steps coming from the stairs. They glanced at the stairs, to see, it was Alvin. "Hi, Alvin" Theodore said. Alvin came out in a coughing fit before he finally said, "Hi." In his still-hoarse voice.

"Are you okay? You sound different then you did this morning." Theodore said.

Alvin sniffed before he answered. "I know, it got worse when I went to sleep and woke up." Alvin explained. He sat down next to Theodore. He still had his blanket on. He had put it around his shoulders, going around him as he held it. "Why are you carrying that blanket around?" Simon asked, pointing at the blanket. "I'm cold." Alvin told him. Simon and Theodore looked at each other. "It's 87 degrees outside, Alvin." Theodore told him. Alvin didn't answer. Instead, he continued looking at Theodore then looked down at the food in front of him. He didn't know if he wanted to eat it. He already felt like he was going to throw up, but he was also really hungry. He sighed, and took a tiny bite of a carrot. He managed to swallow it, and picked up his sandwich. He took to bites of it. He sat there for a moment. He knew it wasn't settling well. He could feel it. "I, I gotta go. I'm gonna go back to bed.." Alvin said, getting up from the table, and quickly heading back up the stairs, with the blanket still wrapped around him.

After Alvin had left, Theodore turned to Simon and told him, "His cheeks and nose were cherry red." In a whisper. "I know.." Simon replied. They both looked at his, not-even-half-empty plate. "And he didn't eat much, either." Theodore said.

"Well, maybe he'll come down for dinner, and eat more that time. " Simon responded. "Hopefully," Theodore replied. Simon nodded. "I'll tell Dave," Simon said, after he took a bite of his sandwich. "He already knows." Theodore said. "No, I mean that Alvin didn't even finish half of his lunch." Simon said. "Oh," Theodore replied.

Simon and Theodore did all of their chores after their lunch. A few minutes after they finished them, Dave unlocked the door and walked in. "Hey, fellas." He said, taking his tie off and setting his suitcase down. "Hi, Dave." Theodore said. "So, Alvin still hasn't come down?" Dave asked.

"Well, he did come down and took a few bites of his sandwich and like, half of a carrot, then left." Simon told him. "And his face looked red, and he has this nasty cough and sounds like he has a dry throat." Simon continued.

"Hm. Let me go look at him real quick." Dave said, patting Simon on the head.

He opened their door and went over to Alvin's bed. As Alvin breathed, he could tell his nose was stuffed. Alvin began to breathe through his mouth. Dave looked at Alvin. He was covered in 3 three extra blankets, that had not belonged on his bed. He must've gotten them from the hallway closet. "It's burning outside, why does he need all of these blankets?" Dave said to himself, removing the extra blankets. He held his hand to Alvin's forehead. It was warm. Though, his nose and cheeks were cherry red. Dave shook him awake. Alvin opened his eyes, and sat up when he saw it was Dave. "So, you doing okay?" Dave asked. Alvin sniffed again before he answered. "Yeah, I guess.." He said, coughing in between his words. "You don't sound good." Dave told him. "And your face is all red." He continued.

"I know," Alvin said, still continuing to cough. Alvin realized his extra blankets were gone. They were on the floor, where Dave had thrown them off. Alvin figured his must've kicked them off while he was sleeping. "Uh, Dave, could you give me those three blankets?" He asked in his hoarse voice. "Alvin, it's 87 degrees outside. Aren't you…Hot?" He asked. "No, I'm really cold." Alvin said, putting his remaining blanket around him. Dave made a confused look, but got up and gave Alvin the extra blankets back. "Hey, stay right her. I'm gonna take your temperature." Dave said. Alvin didn't respond. Instead, he went into another coughing fit.

Dave returned shortly with the thermometer in hand. He instructed Alvin to put his tongue on top of the thermometer. Alvin did as told. His temperature was 100.5. "Aw, your temperature is bad.." Dave told him. "100.5." Alvin read off of the thermometer. "Ugh," He then said, throwing himself back onto his pillow. They sat there in a moment of silence until Alvin said, "But it's fine, Dave, I'll be better tomorrow, I'm sure." Alvin told him. "I dunno, if you say so. But you just stay in bed, I'll bring Dinner and all that stuff for you when you need it." Dave said to him. "Oh, I'll be back with a glass of water, too. You sound like you need some. Badly." Dave said, leaving the room.

Dave came back with a glass of water and cough drops. "Here," He said, handing Alvin the things. Alvin quickly drank the water, in fact it seemed as if it were gone in 3 seconds.

Alvin finished with the water and the medicine ."Thanks, Dave." Alvin said, lying back down. "You're welcome, Alvin." Dave said, kissing him on the head. "Now get more rest." Dave said, turning out the light, and closing the door.

Dave came down the stairs. "Is he okay?" Theodore quickly asked.

"He has a temperature of 101.5, and I needed to give him cough drops. And he is still cold." Dave told him. "Oh…" Theodore replied.

"Hopefully he's better by tomorrow." Simon said.

"Yeah, I'm thinking his temperature might go down during the night." Dave said.

Theodore nodded.

Dave had brought Alvin dinner, as he said he would. But of course, when Simon and Theodore came back up to come to bed, the food was still there. Simon sighed. "Of course."

Theodore shrugged. They both turned out the light and fell asleep.