Writers block! Sorry! There will be some things the same as in the Squeakuel, but I'm making some up. And there meeting the Chipmunks very soon. ThnQ
"So, where exactly do you live?"
"Near here." Ian answered the blonde's question.
"And do you by any chance know where Alvin and the Chipmunk are?" Ian froze when he heard this.
"Oh, I know who those little rats are!" the girls gasped (that was a very offensive thing to say about a chipmunk).
"What's wrong with them?" asked Brittany.
"Well, you see; I used to be the chipmunks manager" (this earned another gasp) "and I spent so much time and hard work into making them famous rock stars. All my money spent on their outfits, toys and stage props. But then they just threw it back in my face." Ian put on a fake sad look.
"What did they do?" asked Eleanor.
"They left my broken. No money, no house, no family and no friends." Ian did a fantastically realistic sob.
"We'll be your friends." Jeanette said softly (the stormed had stopped and she was fine); she felt sorry for this man.
"Really! Thanks, that means so much to me. It does." Now he pretended to wipe his eyes. "What are you're names?"
"I'm Brittany. And the Chipmunks really did that! But I thought they seemed nice."
"Yeah, are you sure Theodore would do that?"
"Ooh, he acts innocent, but you want to watch out!"
"Oh, and I'm Eleanor!"
"I'm Jeanette."
"Great! So what do guys think about becoming famous?"
"How?" Brittany asked.
"Well you talk! You can represent TV shows and radio stations!"
"Sounds good to me!" Brittany said – after hearing what the Chipmunks had done to Ian she wanted to steal their spotlight.
"You know what, we should hurry!"
"Do you have a house now?"
"Of course… Eleanor, is it?"
"Yeah! Do you have food?"
"Tons of it! Ooh look, where here!" Ian picked out a random fancy hotel.
"WOW!" squealed Brittany.
But they were too excited to realise this was the LightingStrike hotel...
...Inside, while Brittany, Jeanette and Eleanor were talking, Ian looked at the rooms, picking out the best place to stay.
"Room 89, girls." They followed him to 'his' room awed at the surroundings.
"Oh no! My doors locked and I've forgotten my keys! Would one of you mind hopping in there and opening the door."
"I'll do it!" screamed Brittany eager to impress him. And, with ease, she slipped through the mail box into the room. With a click, the door opened. The room was beautiful; a glass table set with a rose table cloth; three red velvet couches and a matching chair; a jet-black piano and a horrified Alvin, Simon and Theodore about a metre away from them!
Like it? Plz review! SxJ, AxB, TxE coming up! ThnQ