Hey I'm back. Sorry it took me a while but you'll enjoy this- it's worth the wait! I don't own Alvin and the chipmunks or the black plague or England or Ring around the rosy, or hush little baby and I'm sorry to whomever I'd be offending by changing the lyrics.
"So Simon you said you'd tell me about the rumor." Simon smiled at her while regretting that promise in his head, "Well yes. If I tell you, would you be so kind as to allow me to add something at the end?" Jeanette nodded curiously. Simon smiled and replied, "Very well I shall start from the beginning; about eight months ago there was a urgent telegram that had arrived addressed to my father. It was from the Navy where he was volunteered because he didn't go to college right away after finishing his schooling. The Dutch were in the harbor on the far cost of England and my father was sent to help," Jeanette saw the hurt in his eyes and reached across the table and held his paw. Simon chuckled slightly looking down at her delicate hand on his. "At the time I wasn't receiving any pay from my job at the college. And for about a month in a half my father's savings could supply us. Then I worked in the afternoons at the restaurant in town. And then. . . come with me it's a tad painful to explain." he lead her up the stairs and shushed her while quietly opening the door to his brother's room where they now both slept. "What happened to them?" Jeanette whispered. Simon shut the door knowing he was about to blow up, " That bloody plague happened! It's my bloody fault too! If I could've taken better care of 'em-" His face which was just red from anger was now drenched in tears. "My bloody fault." he kept whispering. Jeanette didn't know what to do at first but instinct took over. She wrapped her arms around his neck and whispered soothing words in his ear. "Hush. . . it's okay, everything's okay." Simon's body shook with each of his violent sobs. She knelt down with him and continued to hug and cradle him. Not knowing what else to do she sang sweetly, "Hush little baby don't say a word, Jeanie's gonna buy you a mocking bird, and if that mocking bird don't sing Jeanie's gonna buy you a diamond ring,"Simon's breathing began to even and he looked up to Jeanette blushing slightly because of his outburst, " and if that diamond ring turns brass Jeanie's gonna buy you a looking glass and if that looking glass gets broke I think I'll just tell you a silly joke," Simon snickered at this and Jeanette continued on, "And if that joke doesn't make you laugh I'm gonna make you start giving me ideas!" Simon started chuckling louder now and Jeanette smiled at his tear stained face. "Feel better?" she asked. Simon smiled and hugged her, "Thanks Jeanette I owe you one." Jeanette smiled sweetly and said quietly, "You said you had a little thing to add at the end of your story. Tell me that and it's all good." Simon smiled and said enthusiastically. . .
I love cliffhangers. Sorry it's short, though. And there's gonna be like I don't know at least ten chapters if not more so I think it's pretty fair.