This is wrong. This is bad. This is so wrong. This is so bad. So, why are'nt you stopping it? What if I don't want to? What are you saying Simon? Of course you want to! This is your brother! This is bad! Stop! ...I don't know what I should do. Stop! No! Bad! Stop!

My entire body felt warm inside. It was like a feeling never experienced. I knew it was wrong. But how can you just suddenly stop a feeling that sends you into such a blissful oblivion?

Dave's POV-

"Got any three's?"

"Goldfish Theodore."

"Darn." He said softly as he drew a card from the deck. "It's awfully quite up there isn't it Dave?"

I looked up at the ceiling. "Yes...yes it is."

"Maybe they haye actually learned to stop fighting."

I smiled. "Either that or they've gone and killed each other."

Theodore looked up at me. "W-what! No way!" He exclaimed and jumped from the table.

"No wait Theodore! I was just-"

"Simon! Alvin! Don't kill each other!" By then his voice was distant. I could tell that he was upstairs already.

"Kidding..."

Theodore's POV-

I quickly ran my way upstairs just to make sure that they were okay. I mean, what Dave said could be convincing. What if they silently smuthered each other with pillows? But then again...how would that work? Either way, lots of silent two-way murders are possible...I'm just not sure how they are accomplished or what is done to accomplish them but...whatever!

I made my way over to Dave's room and braced myself for the worst case-scenario. "Alvin? Simon? You guys okay?"

There was no response. I knocked softly on the door. "Guys?" Still no response. I knocked loudly once again. It was then when I realized that I could easily just open the door. I reached for the knob, turned it and opened it. I walked inside and Alvin and Simon were sitting on the bed beside each other. They were very much alive I could tell you that much. I walked in. "You guys didn't kill each other!" I exclaimed happily.

Neither of them responded. They were both looking away from each other, both of there faces red both of there bodies looking tense.

I tilted my head to the side. "What's wrong?"

I was getting kind of worried. Why werent they talking to me? Were they mad? Did they have another really bad argeument?

Simon's POV-

Theodore stood there looking at us both with a look of bewilderment on his face.

"You guys are so weird."

Alvin didn't speak and neither did I. How could we? What is there to be said? My head spun as I had a sudden flash memory of what had occured seconds before we had heard that knock on the door. As I tried to regain my sense of logic, a spasm of nausua swept over me. I quickly threw the palm of my hand over my mouth and raced for the bathroom.

Theodores POV-

I quickly backed up as Simon raced past me. As soon as he went past I looked at Alvin who was sitting and looking away from me. "What was that all about?"

Alvin stood, shrugged and walked past me out of the room and to his room. I began to make my way downstairs and allow my mind to wander on what the heck had gotten into those two. I sat back down at the table with Dave who looked at me.

"Good news," I began. "they didn't kill each other."

"Bad news?" He asked looking at me.

"I have yet to figure that out." I said to myself.

Author- So sorry that it took so long to update and that this suckish chapter is what came from it all but hey, I've had writers block, homework and exams to study for. Shoot me! So, in all actuality I tried, let me know if I suceeded, failed, or ...you know did both. Click the magical little button below and send me a review! ^_^