Chapter 2, alright. What I need you to right now is review this story so much that it passes the first one because it will be better than the last (this I promise). So I'm hoping that you love this chapter tell me if you don't, but um... yeah, i heart you guys... read on ;X.


The Famous Rodent

Theodore sat alone in the dressing room. He gazed up and down his reflection in a mirror. He had changed so much. He didn't get much sleep. Alvin and Simon always seemed to linger over his dreams. They were gone! Why couldn't he accept that? Just as the thought crossed his mind Ian jumped into the room.

"How's my most famous chipmunk?" Ian said with a slight malice in his voice. Theodore knew he wasn't Ian's favorite, but lately Ian was all about Theodore. "Ready for the big show?"

"Uncle Ian..." Theodore paused, "I just don't feel right singing "Helena" without Alvin. He wrote it after all."

Ian's expression turned into a concerned, but spiteful mood. "Theodore, if Alvin were still alive he'd want you to sing it and I know he wants you to sing it now."

"Really?"

"Of course, Love you!" Ian exited the room and left Theodore to prepare for the show. He still had a wrong feeling in his stomach, but he felt better about singing Alvin's song.

Ian left the dressing room and went into his own private office. He scoured his desk searching for Theodore's setlist. He found it, but what it was beneath caused a trivia in his brain.

A small razor blade that was cover in blood sat neatly placed upon the bed sheets that used to hold Alvin Seville. Ian had thrown those items away. It was impossible anyone had found them. He searched the room quickly. His search yeilded no results, but just as he was about to leave the mirror on the wall held a suprise just for Ian.

Alvin stood in the reflection clear as day. "What's the matter Uncle Ian, seeing ghosts?" Ian spun quickly at the sound of his voice, but he was nowhere to be found. The shadows of the room seemed to grow and scream Alvin's presence. Ian left the room quickly just as Theodore was beginning the show.

Maybe this was all in his head.

"So you scared him a little... now what?" Simon sounded annoyed. Alvin could have already had his revenge, but he was dead set on making Ian suffer for a few weeks.

"You know that was cool," Alvin was still laughing at the look of sheer horror on Ian's face.

"Alvin, you could have just 'taken care' of him then we could get Theodore and leave!"

"Simon, I am in no hurry to leave New York or make Ian pay. He deserves the worry."

"Alvin, you promised!" Simon's expression turned into a look of shock and anger. Alvin walked over and hugged him. Simon welcomed the embrace and pulled him tighter.

"I know, I'm sorry..."

"You can't let this consume you. I can't lose you again."

"You won't, I promise."

"I wish Dave was here." A cold brisk wind swept through the night. Simon pulled his hood up and Alvin followed suit.

"Me too, Simon. Me too..."

So I'm back in school now so you can't like expect a chapter a day. I know it's starting off kinda slow, but I have to get you guys caught up to me. My head is like LIGHTYEARS beyond this story. CAUSE WE ARE ALL ABOUT TO SELL IT CAUSE IT'S TRAGIC WITH A CAPITAL T! LET IT BE! LET IT BE! LET IT BE!