-Chapter Four-

"Alvin's Pink Positive Potion Predicament"

Meanwhile in Alvin's room, he's been laying there mainly all evening and didn't even eat dinner, but it appears that his hunger has finally caught up with him as it forced him to go downstairs to fix him a snack.

"Boy…of all the bad luck in the world, I had to run into all of it at one time…I hope Brittany doesn't hate me…she's too good of a person to be let down like that," he said to himself as he walked into the kitchen and turned on the light and fixed him a ham and cheese sandwich.

As he did so, he looked in the refrigerator to find get a drink and as he did so, his eyes fell up on the large beaker. "Hmm…I didn't know we had some pink lemonade here," he shrugged his shoulders and pours himself a glass then went upstairs to eat and watch a little TV.

In doing so, he took a bite out of his sandwich and took a little sip of what he thought was pink lemonade as he made a slight frown in disgust. "Eww…its like someone didn't put any sugar in this…but other than that I guess it's okay," he said out loud to himself as he took another sip and a bite of his sandwich.

A few minutes would pass by and he started feeling a different vibe that he never felt before…a tingling feeling that seconds later turned into a itching feeling down his arm. "Hey…what the…," he started to say as he starting scratching his arm in confusion.

Afterwards, the itching and tingling subsided and then he started back eating his sandwich and finishing the potion. When he walked out of his room to go downstairs, Simon was coming out of his room to get a bottle of water and accidentally bumped into Alvin. "Oh my…excuse me Simon, I didn't see you there," he properly excused himself as he went downstairs. "You're…um…excused," Simon replied in confusion.

Simon continued his way downstairs as he remembered that he had the positive potion he left in the refrigerator. As he walked into the kitchen Alvin let him know about the so-called "pink lemonade" that was in the refrigerator. "Simon…would you mind handing me a towel so I can clean the dishes in the sink," he said with a chuckle.

"YOU…WASH DISHES…are you okay Alvin…did you like hit your head on something," Simon said surprised. "Noooo…don't be silly, I just wanted to lend a hand…you make it sound like it's a crime," he defended himself with a little laugh. "With you actually saying it like that…it kinda IS…you never help with dishes Alvin," Simon said still in shock as he tossed a towel to him.

"Aww you make it sound like a bad thing…right now we just need to make everything nice, positive, and perfect," Alvin said with a big smile on his face. "You sure sound like you're taking this whole Brittany problem okay," Simon wondered as he took the positive potion out of the refrigerator and sat it on the counter.

"Well thanks to that pink lemonade I had earlier, it was a little bitter, but it sure hit the spot and did me wonders…you should have some to get your mind off that study guide and on Jeanette," Alvin said as he finished the dishes and turned on the dish washer.

By then Simon stopped in his tracks and turned around. "We don't have any pink lemonade Alvin," he said with a serious look. "Uh…yes we do smart guy," he said with a smirk on his face as he pointed to the beaker on the kitchen counter. "THAT'S NOT LEMONADE ALVIN…PLEASE TELL ME YOU DIDN'T DRINK THIS," Simon said very concerned. "Um…is that why it was bitter…is it toxic or hazardous," Alvin asked as he got a little scared as Simon covered his face in frustration.

"Apparently not…not with the way you're acting…hmm...and it wasn't even for humans," Simon examined him and looked him over. "How do you feel," Simon asked him. "Groovy," Alvin answered back with a laugh. "Gosh I wonder does this stuff wear off…if not we're in it for the long haul…how come you didn't see that BEAKER in the fridge," Simon just had to find out. "I thought it was a pitcher…it had a spout and everything…besides my mind wasn't all the way there tonight...I mean when you look at it, I can go weeks without thinking," Alvin explained. "Believe me I know," Simon mumbled and took the beaker back down stairs to his laboratory.

"How could you not see there this huge beaker I'll never know Alvin…you're in enough trouble already and now you're acting like a…hippie all of the sudden," he went off on him. "Would you like a flower Simon," he asked randomly as he handed him a freshly picked daisy from the living room floral arrangement.

"NO I WOULD NOT LIKE A FLOWER…WOULD YOU LISTEN TO REASON FOR A MINUTE ALVIN…WE GOTTA GET YOU…," he was in the middle of giving Alvin a lecture until he interrupted. "Shhh…," Alvin calmly signaled to Simon. "What…what is it now Alvin," he asked while getting ticked off. "I'm listening to reason," Alvin whispered to him as he smiled at Simon. "Alright…off you go to bed right now…you need to sleep this…affection off tonight before you make a fool out of yourself…by accident," Simon said as he brought Alvin up the stairs from his laboratory and upstairs to his room. "Sounds like you need a goodnight hug from your big brother," Alvin said with a smile. "No, that is not what I need," Simon replied before he walked away. "Now go to sleep…ironically I'll see you in the morning," he added as he closed the door to his room and went back downstairs to clean up his laboratory before going to bed himself. By then Theodore was already downstairs to clean up before he was surprised that Alvin had already done it. "Wow…this kitchen looks spotless…thanks Simon," he chirped with happiness. "Don't thank me…thank your happy go lucky brother," Simon said with aggravation.

"A-Alvin…actually washed a dish," Theodore said in amazement. "Well I don't wanna get too much into it…but for some god forsaken reason…Alvin got a hold of my floral positive potion and now he feels like he won the lottery right now…you can't tell Dave…even though I want to because it's the right thing to do…but it'll cause too much of a commotion," he explained thoroughly to Theodore. "Oh…okay," he replied as he went back upstairs to his room to go to bed for the night.

Later into the overnight, Alvin thought that the potion would wear off by morning…but apparently his symptoms grew over night and even affected his sleep patterns as thoughts and voices of Brittany rang through his mind all night long, over and over.

"You can have dinner…ALONE ALVIN," Brittany's voice echoed as he tossed and turned violently in his bed as he pictured Brittany sitting all alone at the Valentine's Ball with tears streaming down her face. "B-Brittany…Brittany…BRITTANY," he called her name over and over as a hologram image of her moved further away from him like he was in a never ending hallway.

He turned around and saw Simon in almost every direction like looking into fun house mirrors as he heard his voice echoing at him. "You need to get your PRIORITIES straight Alvin," Simons voice rambled through Alvin's mind as he grabbed a pillow and covered his head. He stayed in a fetal position for the rest of the night until the following morning when he was awaken by his alarm clock. "I gotta make it up to her…big time," he said as he woke up in a cold sweat.

-The Next Morning: Friday February 13-

Alvin sat there as he took the pillowcase off his sweat soaked pillow and tossed it in his dirty close hamper and got up to get dressed. After all he went through overnight, the nightmare actually did him a lot of good. As he got his sweater on and grabbed a freshly new cap out of his closet, Alvin came downstairs feeling even happier than he ever did.

"Hello everyone," he cheerfully greeted Dave, Simon, and Theodore with a gentle, warm, hug as they say there in a state of confusion. "Um…good morning Alvin…Theodore is making personal waffles this morning if you want some," Dave said with the most odd look on his face.

"Ahh splendid…I think I'll have blueberry waffles please Theo old buddy," he requested as he ruffled his hair and patted him on the back then smiled at him. "A-Alvin…are you feeling okay," Dave wondered. "Relax Dave…I'm feeling wonderful today…better than I've every felt before thanks to Simon's…," he started to say until Simon put his hand over Alvin's mouth to keep him quiet.

"Now come on fellas, knock it off before someone gets hurt," Dave said strictly. "Sorry Dave, it's just Alvin seems to be in a very…um…happy mood and I'm just trying to save him from embarrassment…by accident," Simon explained as he glared at Alvin.

"Well be careful…it's almost time for you guys to head off to the bus stop," Dave added as he looked at the clock on the wall in the kitchen. "Oh, ok," Simon replied as he quickly finished his chocolate chip waffles and put his dishes in the sink before going downstairs to his laboratory to get his backpack and to power off his laptop.

In the meantime, Alvin and Theodore went upstairs to their respective bedrooms to get their things and backpacks as well. In doing so, Theodore came from his room over to Alvin's room as he was sitting on the edge of his bed looking at a picture of Brittany from his birthday celebration at the Lakers' basketball game.

"It really wasn't your fault after all was it Alvin," Theodore quietly spoke up while looking at him as he stood in the doorway holding his backpack. "No…not really…but I still should've gone to that remix session though…but some how today…I'm gonna make it up to her for sure, I worked on a song for her last night," Alvin said with a little smile.

"I'm sure things will be okay Alvin…you know Brittany…when you make her mad, she will let you know," Theodore reminded him with a chuckle. "Yes I know…but when I think about it, it could all have been avoided if I just hadn't gone though," he replied as he kissed her picture and sat it on his bed table.

"Well we better get moving before we miss the bus again," Theodore said as Alvin agreed. "I'll race ya," Alvin said as he ran past Theodore and down the stairs until he saw Dave waiting for him at the bottom of the steps. "ALVINNN!!!…WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT RUNNING IN THE HOUSE," Dave yelled. "Uh…hehe…no running unless you're in a hurry?," Alvin jokingly answered. "Alvinnnn," Dave reiterated. "I know, I know," Alvin replied as he grabbed his bag and headed out the door with Simon and Theodore up the street to the corner where they saw the chipettes walking down their side of the street.

-End of Chapter-