No, I'm not going to take another year to update. I'm not THAT cruel. In fact, I'm so nice that I'm going to give you guys another update. I had no choice anyways, with everyone waiting for the simonette. Forgive me if I don't do it the way you simonette fans like; although Simon and Jeannette are two of my favorites, it's always the stupid ones (the other chipmunks) that are easier to write for some reason.

I also realized the reason why some people think my Spanish is fine and others don't: I had the settings set to where whenever it translated, it did translations from the Spanish speakers of Spain. Since most people are used to Hispanics being Mexican, they think that the fact that I use Google translate is terrible. I put in the description of my story that Theodore thinks he's from Spain, so I'm not changing that setting. Cry all you want and see if I care.

SPOILER ALERT: I saw the third Alvin and the Chipmunks movie were Simon got bit by a spider and started acting like he was French and got all brave and stuff. I started making this story before I even saw the trailer to that movie, so I didn't get the idea of Simon being French from a movie; I got it from my crazy and wild imagination.

Oh, and readers, based on my writing and author's notes, what do you think my personality is like? Trust me; you won't hurt my feelings if you say something rude.

Anyway, read and review!

Alvin watched with a sense of curiosity as he saw Simon try and flirt with Jeannette. Well, Simon didn't try to flirt, he did.

"Jeannette, vos levres sont rouge comme une rose. Vos qeux brillent comme le soleil." Simon kissed her hand.

"Simon, stop." Jeannette giggled until she remembered that Simon didn't speak English anymore and said, "I mean, Simon, arret."

Simon put on a fake hurt look on his face. "Je voulais simplement dire la verite."

"Can't you just act like your normal self?" She said. "I mean, tu ne peux pas agir comme votre…darn it, what's the word…oh yeah! Tu ne peux pas agir comme votre auto normale? She sighed as she realized speaking French would be harder than she thought.

"Mais c'est le vrai moi …" Simon said with a real hurt look on his face. "J'ai ete gentil. Etes-vous en colere contre moi maintenant?"

Jeannette blinked as her brain was trying to interpret what Simon had just said. Once she figured it out, she replied, "Je ne pourrais jamais etre en colere contre vous, peu importe comment vous le regardez ou agir."

Simon gave her a small smile and took a step towards her to say thanks (in French of course) but ended up tripping over a stray Lego (I have no idea if eight year olds like to play with Legos because they've been banned from my house after stepping on one too many. But if they don't, let's pretend for this story's sake, alright?) and fell on top of Jeannette.

He chuckled and said, "Je n'ai jamais realize que je n'etais si maladroit."

Jeannette smiled and said, "Yeah, au moins vous avez de certains aspects de l'ancienne."

Simon got up and brushed himself off and helped Jeannette up as well. Then he turned to Alvin and asked, "Parlez-vous Francais?"

"Um…no habla espanol?" Alvin said, giving Simon a guilty smile.

"No Alvin, he's asking if you speak French." Jeannette said.

"Oh. Well, in that case, no."

Simon just rolled his eyes and started walking around. Jeannette decided to follow him when he decided to go outside.

"Ou allez-vous?" She asked.

"C'est une surprise. Venez avec moi, ma Cherie!"

And with that, they left the Seville household. Dave, who had just got home, looked in a random French-English dictionary lying around (Is there even such a thing?) and yelled out in his American accent, "Etre dos avant sombre!"

Brittany, who had been in the kitchen looking for something to munch on and settled on an apple, said, "Dave, you can't just say the words in French and expect them to understand. You have to know the grammar. Anyone with sense would know the proper way to say it is, 'Etre de retour avant la nuit!' but of course, you wouldn't know that."

"Hey, what's that supposed to mean?" Dave got offended and put his hands on his hips all man-like (joke; there is no way for a guy to be man-like with hands on his hips).

"Oh, nothing." She turned to Alvin and said, "I'm getting bored of being here. If my sisters come looking for me, tell them I'm at home, will you?" She flipped her hair and left.

"So…heh heh, how was your day, Dave?" Alvin said nervously.

"Don't try and sweet talk me, Alvin. We are not through discussing this."

"Aw man," Alvin pouted. He was probably going to get grounded for life!

Mwahahahaha! I'm so freaking evil! I bet you didn't understand half the chapter! I'm sorry this was so short and had no Eleanor/Theodore in it whatsoever, but I couldn't think of anything else to put in it. The two smallest chipmunks will be in the next chapter. In the one after that, I'll tell where Simon and Jeannette went. Here are the translations:

*Jeannette, your lips are as red as a rose. Your eyes sparkle like the sun.

*Simon, stop.

*I was just telling the truth.

*Can't you just act like your…darn it, what's the word…oh yeah! Can't you just act like your normal self?

*But this is the real me…

*I was being nice. Are you mad at me now?

*I never realized I was so clumsy.

*At least you have some aspects of the old you.

*Do you speak French?

*Where are you going?

*It is a surprise. Come with me, darling!

*Be back before dark!-Dave

*Be back before dark (the correct way, you can never tell with Google translate)!-Brittany

I'll update again some other time this week…most likely, that is. I know it won't take more than two weeks for me to update. That's not a promise. I might update AATC Truth or Dare, maybe not. It's so freaking hard to keep up with the dares and I keep on getting more and more dares for me to make the chipmunks do and it keeps getting harder and harder…I might make one or two more chapters when I don't feel so overwhelmed by the whole thing.