Webweirdo332 = Whoa, you seem to be giving me a handful reviews here. What's with the amativeness?
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Ally
Just as she was about to head back to her seat after talking to her grandfather, the car suddenly jolted into a quick halt. The next thing she heard were screams of shocks and surprises from the rest of the passengers. As the force of the car jolted, she fell from her seat landed on the soft ground under the seats of the limo. A commotion rose up immediately, Grampa Dave and Uncle Ian asking what happened, Toby and the rest looking worried. She heard the car door swing open as her grandfather and Ian went out.
Recovering from the fall, she hopped back to the seats and regrouped with the rest of the family. She saw them giving her worried looks, and her Aunt Jeanette was the first to speak. "Are you alright, Ally?" She asked as she held her and asked her to sit down in a comfortable position.
"Nothing's broken, right, Ally?" Her uncle Simon asked.
She shook her head. "N-nothing, Uncle Simon. I'm fine." The tears she had earlier when she was talking with her grandfather were no longer visible. Inside, she sighed in relief. If her Aunt or Uncle would see her cry, it would have been embarrassing.
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Simon
As Simon confronted her niece, all the commotion from outside the limousine couldn't be ignored. And sure, they had nearly hit someone, and outside the limousine, there were four voices - One from Dave, One from Ian, One from the chauffeur, and one from the guy that nearly got killed. But though it seems like he'd never seen the man (the person they had nearly killed), there was something about his voice... something so familiar... something that brought a memory,... a bad one but he can't remember who it was or what the memory is.
Curious, he left Jeanette's loving care to attend to their niece as he made his way outside the limousine door. Outside, the streets were as rusty as always, rough and hard. The old moon hung above hidden by the soft clouds of the sky. As he looked towards the front of the limousine, he saw as what he had expected - Four figures, Dave, Ian, the chauffeur, and the man. As they talked, the man's voice became more and more familiar to him, and his mind decided that the memory it brought wasn't a good one.
The voice. It sounded soft, undoubtedly teenage, and if his intelligence doesn't deceives him, it's partly Caucasian. The softness of his voice matched his, and it seems to be from someone with an intelligent mind. He suspected that the person was no harm, but as he scurried his way up to see him, he couldn't believe his eyes.
That man. Blonde hair, tall,... He looked at the man, scowling at him as if somehow, his glare might get his attention. And miraculously, it did. The man turned to him, and as soon as he did, his eyes widened as well. "You!" Simon growled.
Jeremy Smith, the jock who had fooled him at West Eastman. The jock that nearly broke the bond of brotherhood between him and Alvin, and the jock who made Theodore run away from home, nearly getting killed by Stanley the eagle at the zoo. The jock and the all-so-called student body president of West Eastman high. The jock who nearly broke Eleanor's tail, and befriended the one who nearly broke Jeanette's. But most especially, if he's here, then Ryan can't be far as well.
"Simon!" He called out to him. Though, he couldn't make it out, his expression seemed sincere.
"What are you doing here! I thought we got rid of you!" Simon growled again.
"I know, I got expelled, thank you very much. But that's not the point." He said almost as if he was nearly run over just to see him.
"What do you want?" Simon asked.
"Look, I know I've done lots of things to you." For some strange reasons, he looked back and he turned back to him with a scared expression. "But listen, please. Ryan's up to something and it has something to do with Alvin's family. He's trying to screw it up."
"NOBODY MOVES!" Suddenly, a voice came. It was a new one, but still, it was very familiar. And also, it felt as bitter as hell. With Jeremy around, he didn't have to guess who that voice was... and the danger he's capable of bringing.
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Alvin Jr.
AJ heard the growls from the outside because it was impossible to ignore with the sensitive hearing of a chipmunk. He was attending to his sister at the moment, and not that she's in any injury, Aunt Jeanette just kept her in check to see if nothing was broken. And he doesn't know why would someone get broken just by falling off and landing on a soft mat.
Just as he heard the voices outside, his curiosity began to grow. Those voices, for some reason, sounded angry and bitter. And plus, though the rest of the family was in the limousine, he could hear more than three voices. There were supposed to be only four, but he sensed five or more.
Curious, he slowly moved away from Ally and towards the door. Aunt Jeanette didn't seem to notice. The voices became stronger as soon as he stood on the edge of the seat, facing the open door. He debated whether to hop down and land on the hard road or just stay and let his curiosity eat him. Getting ready, he got on all fours and hopped out of the seat, passing through the open door, and landing on the hard ground with a thud.
He didn't know if it was the impact, but as soon as he landed, he felt a blunt pain starting from his tail. Something had his tail in a hard grip, but before he could look back to see what it was, he was already being lifted off the ground.
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Simon
Simon had his eyes set angrily at a man holding a sharp knife, holding the chauffeur hostage in an arm lock with his weapon sighted to the chauffeur's neck. He lowered the knife and began patting on the chauffeur's sides, as if he was searching him. Then suddenly, he had a grin on his face as his hand reached the back of the chauffeur's pants. When his hand became visible, he held up a gun in the air.
"Oh, look." He said with his grin. "A candy." Letting the chauffeur go, he brandished the butt end of the on the his spine. The chauffeur let out a growl of pain and he fell unconscious. With his arms finally free, he pointed the gun at Dave, Jeremy, and Ian.
"Ryan... Ryan... easy!" Jeremy yelled, getting distance between him and himself. "Drop the gun, man, there are kids in here!"
"My plan exactly." Ryan grinned again. He pulled the safety lock and fired the gun in the air. Everyone kept their heads down, while the Toby, Claire, Theodore came pouring out of the limousine. As they saw the scene in front of them, their eyes widened at the sight of the weapon.
"Theodore, keep the kids inside, now!" Simon yelled as adrenaline surged through his veins. But even with the hormone and his intelligence, he can't do anything but stare at the black weapon. Theodore heeded his command and went inside the limousine. Toby and Claire could do nothing but stare.
"Drop it! Whoever you are, drop it!" Surprisingly, Ian's brave voice appeared. As Simon looked into him, he saw a light as Ian pulled out a gun of his own and aimed it towards Ryan.
"No, you drop it, fat-ass." Suddenly, another voice came. Intimidating and it had a hint of African-American slang. As soon as everyone turned to look at him, gasps could be heard as he had a chipmunk's tail on his hand. AJ hung, flailing his arms and trying to get loose. But to add to the worst, Xanders aimed his knife at AJ's tail, ready to cut it off.
"Help me!" AJ yelled.
"Ain't nobody moves a muscle or imma cut his tail loose!" He threatened.
"Are you alright, Alvin?" Simon called out.
"Uncle Simon, please help me!" He called out, his shaky voice audible.
"Let him go, you're hurting him!" Suddenly, from the limousine door, Ally's voice came up. Her eyes stared worriedly at her brother.
"Ally, get back inside now!" Simon commanded, but Ally only shook her head.
"No, he's my brother! Put him down now!" For once, Simon cursed Brittany for letting her daughter inherit her stubbornness.
"Ally, you have to get inside, please!" Jeanette's voice from inside the limousine called. Simon could see Jeanette's figure trying to reach for Ally's arm, but as soon as she got close, she already hopped out of the limousine. "Ally, no!" Jeanette screamed out.
Suddenly, a loud bang burst up again, followed by a loud scream of pain. "Argh!"
"Ian!" He heard Dave's voice call.
Simon turned around to see the commotion. Ian fell to the ground, clutching a bleeding shoulder in pain. His gun fell with a loud thud, audible for everyone.
"Xan, he'll do! Take the gun and bail!" Ryan screamed out and ran.
Xanders heeded his command and ran, taking AJ with him. He bent down while running to pick up Ian's fallen weapon, then ran faster, trying to catch up with his partner.
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Ally
Ally couldn't bear it. She heard a loud bang, louder than any thunder she's ever heard. She covered her ears in hope to ease the sound and as soon as she looked up again, he saw the man taking his brother running away. His brother. This isn't happening. Why would anyone kidnap AJ? Why would anyone bring harm?
Suddenly, she felt responsible, guilty for the loss of her brother. With tears in her eyes, her knees fell to the hard ground as she covered her eyes with her paws. "AJ, no!" She tried to call out, but the men were already distant, disappearing to the alleys. Guilty, she tried to get up from her feet and started scurrying as fast as she could. But as soon as she could get her speed, someone held her arm and pulled her back.
"Ally, leave it!" His voice sounded so serene to her, even though it was way above the indoor volume. As she looked behind her, Stanley gave her a sympathetic look. "There's nothing you can do."
Feeling her own body out of control, she let all her emotions of guilt out through tears and wrapped Stanley in an embrace. She cried onto his shoulder, his sweater dampened by her tears. She expected him to exclaim in disgust just as AJ would, but to her surprise, she felt his paws on her back, returning the embrace. For some reason, she suddenly felt safe... comfort, and most especially, warm.
She could feel him patting on her back. "It's alright, Ally. We'll find him."
So, let me get this straight.
Dec. 21, end of the word? OH PUH-LEASE! It's already Dec. 22 here in the Philippines, and the worst that has happened was a dolphin dying on a beach, and Cebu's governor suspended for 6 months.