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"I've got to go check on her!" cried Alvin as he dashed down the stairs, his heart beating quickly. His fur tingled with anxiety as he leaped onto the doorknob.
Simon looked up from his book."Alvin! What do you think you're doing? It's dangerous out there!"
Alvin ignored his brother, and opened the door. The second he set foot outside, he was thouroughly soaked. He sprinted across the street, mind racing. "Is she all right? Is she afraid? I hope she's okay!"
He clambered up the bricks of the house, his fur sopping wet. He rang the doorbell three times. After several seconds, Jeanette answered the door.
"Alvin, what's wrong?" she questioned urgently. Alvin ran inside. "Where's Brittany? Is she hurt?" He inquired worriedly. This caught Jeanette by surprise. "...She's fine..." "Thank goodness! I-I mean, uh, of course she is! I, uh, just came o-over to see if any of you girls were, um, scared." said Alvin, trying to keep cool.
"Alvin," the purple-clad chipette smirked, placing a paw on her hip, "I know you have feelings for Britt-" Alvin clamped a paw over her mouth. "Don't say that out loud!" he hissed. Jeanette calmly removed his paw, and winked at him. "Don't worry, Alvin. Your secret is safe with me. By the way, didn't you want to know where Brittany was? "Huh? Oh, yeah! Where is she?" Alvin asked, perking up. "In her room. I don't know what she's doing in there, but she told me, 'If you come into this room before I tell you you can, I'll rip your fur out!' She might let you in, though." "Thanks, Jeanette!" said Alvin as he began hopping up the stairs. When he reached the top, he walked over to Brittany's room. "Hey, Britt!" he called, "Can I come in?" No reply. "...Brittany?" Silence. "...JEANETTE! HELP! BRITTANY'S NOT ANSWERING!" The other two chipettes scurried up the stairs as fast as they could. By the time they reached Alvin, both were out of breath. "W-WHAT?" cried the purple-clad chipette. "Brittany's never quiet," Eleanor fretted, "What could've happened?" She jumped onto the doorknob, and turned with all her might. "It's locked!" she called. "Get down, allow me." Jeanette instructed. She sprang up, and picked the lock with one of her claws. She opened the door, and inside they saw the pink-clad chipette. She was unconcious and twitching. She was inches away from the house phone. They all gasped. "She's been electrocuted!" sobbed Jeanette, "Oh, Brittany... I've told her about a million times not to use the phone in a storm!" "My sister..." trailed Eleanor, staring in shock. "Call 911!" ordered Alvin, tears streaming down his face. The purple-clad chipette got her cell phone out and dialed...
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