This was a fun chapter to write. Enjoy.

Simon opened his eyes and instinctively reached over to his bedside table and felt around for his glasses. He sighed as he remembered that they were gone. He looked at the clock and squinted, it either read 6:30 or 8:80. With the latter being impossible Simon went with 6:30.

Simon swung his legs over the edge of his bed and stood up. Using the red mass that was Alvin's bed as a landmark, Simon began to walk toward the door out of their room. He managed to safely step over Alvin's backpack and left the room.

Using the wall as a guide Simon walked down the hallway until he reached the stairs. Simon gripped the guide rail of the stairs and slowly moved his feet over the edge of the first step. He was about half way down the stairs when he misjudged the next step and tripped.

Simon wrapped his arms around the banister to catch himself. His lower back collided with one of the steps and he winced in pain. He sat on the steps, silently hoping Alvin had not heard the sound of him falling. For some reason Simon couldn't stand the thought of Alvin being stressed out about his safety.

After listing for a few minutes and not hearing a sound come from their bedroom Simon pulled himself to his feet and continued his journey down the stairs.

Alvin awoke before Theodore, the past few days of keeping an eye on Simon had rearranged his sleeping schedule to nearly match his brother's.

Alvin came down the stairs to find Simon standing in the kitchen eating an apple. Alvin walked into the kitchen, "Good morning, Simon."

Simon nearly jumped out of his skin at the sound of Alvin's voice, "Alvin, you startled me."

Alvin walked over to the fridge and opened it, taking out the bottle of milk, "Sorry. Do you want a bowl of cereal?"

Simon smiled at Alvin, "That would be nice, thank you." Simon couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed by the fact that he couldn't make himself something to eat without the fear of making a mess.

Alvin poured them both a bowl of corn flakes and poured milk over them. He placed a spoon in each bowl then took them both over to the table, "Come get it, Si"

Simon walked over to the table and sat across from Alvin. He winced when his back touched the back of the booth seat. Alvin noticed his brother's discomfort, "Whats wrong?"

Simon's mind raced while he tried to come up with an excuse as to why his back hurt, I can't tell him I fell down the stairs... Got it!

"I think I need a new mattress. I've been wakening up with a sore back for the past week or so", he lied.

Alvin could tell by the tone in his voice that Simon was lying but decided to let it go.

Alvin watched eagerly as the clock on the wall ticked closer to 3:45. When the second hand hit twelve and the bell rang Alvin smiled, "Yes! Time for the weekend."

Simon and Alvin got up from their desks, which the teacher had let them slide together. Simon knocked his pencil off of his desk and crouched down to feel around for it.

Alvin looked over and was about to direct Simon to his pencil when he noticed that Simon's shirt was pulled part way up his back. Alvin could see the bruise even through Simon's fur.

Simon found his pencil and stood up, "Got it!"

Alvin and Simon made their way to their lockers. Alvin looked around to make sure nether Theodore or any of the chipettes were around, "Simon, what happened to your back?"

Simon felt his cheeks grow warm when he realized he had been caught, "Nothing..." Simon placed his books in his locker, they never had homework over the weekend.

Alvin got annoyed, "Simon, nothing doesn't leave a bruise..."

Simon closed his locker and faced his brother, "I slipped, okay?"

Alvin raised an eyebrow, "Slipped? On what?"

Simon thought about lying again but chose not to, "The stairs..."

Alvin felt his heart skip a beat at the thought of Simon falling down the stairs, "Are you okay!"

Simon nodded, "Yes I am, don't worry about it."

Alvin scoffed, "Don't worry about it? Simon you could have died! You shouldn't go down the stairs without me with you any more..."

Simon's cheeks turned red, "Alvin please don't treat me like a child, it only happened once."

Alvin put his hand on Simon shoulder, "That's one time to many Simon..."

Simon sighed, "It wont happen again."

What happened next caught Simon off guard, partly because he couldn't see his brother and partly because it was out of character for Alvin to hug him.

Alvin held onto his brother, "Simon please trust me on this and let me help you. I don't know what I would do if you got hurt because I was an idiot and broke your glasses."

Simon blushed at his brother's show of affection but hugged him back, "Okay Alvin, you win, I won't go down the stairs alone anymore, alright?"

Alvin broke the hug, "Good, now let head home."

Alvin's heart was racing again, Why did I hug him like that? Why did hugging my brother make me feel like this? Could I?, Alvin shook his head, No, I cant... period!

Alvin and Simon walked to the front of the school where they met up with the rest of the group.

When they got home Simon went upstairs to take a shower.

Alvin's mind was still racing. He glanced over at Theodore who making himself an after school snack. Alvin walked over to Theodore and hugged him from behind.

Theodore dropped the jar of peanut-butter in his hand from the surprise, "Alvin?"

Alvin let go of Theodore and picked up the jar of peanut-butter and handed to Theodore, "What?"

Theodore took the jar and looked at Alvin, "Why did you hug me like that?"

Alvin shrugged, "Can't a guy hug his little bro for no reason?"

Theodore went back to making his sandwich, "Ya, its just you've been acting odd ever since Simon broke his glasses."

Alvin gave Theodore a pat on the back, "Have I?"

Theodore put the two pieces of bread together, "Just a little." Theodore walked into the living room to watch T.V while he ate.

Alvin let out an annoyed groan. His heart was beating at a steady pace and he was breathing normally. What the heck? I need to get my mind off of this I'll just go watch T.V with Theodore.

Alvin walked into the living room and sat next to Theodore, "So what are we watching?"

After about three hours of watching T.V Alvin noticed that it was almost 8 P.M, "Crap! Brittany is going to be here soon!"

Alvin hopped off of the couch and ran upstairs. He ran into the bathroom and started the shower up.

After a quick shower Alvin hopped out of the shower and began to dry off. Alvin remembered that he had rushed into the shower and forgot to bring a change of cloths with him.

He shrugged and wrapped his towel around his waist and walked out into the hallway and quickly made his way into his room.

He went to his dresser and picked out some underwear and pants. Next he went over to the closet and grabbed a red button down shirt and tossed it onto his bed, next to his pants and underwear.

Alvin walked over to his bed and picked up his red boxer shorts. Alvin dropped his towel and began to put on his underwear when he heard the door open.

Alvin grabbed the towel from the floor and covered himself up.

Simon stood in the doorway with his now signature blank stare, "Alvin? Are you in here?"

Alvin tensed up when he saw it was Simon at the door, "Yes. But I'm changing right now."

Simon chuckled and waved his hand in front of his face, "I can't see right now, remember? And besides, you don't have anything I haven't seen before. Anyway the reason I came up here in the first place it that Brittany is here."

Alvin still clutched the towel for dear life, "Okay, I'll be down in a sec."

Simon nodded and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.

Alvin let out breath and finished getting dressed.

Alvin walked out into the hallway and to the stairs where he found Simon standing at the top. Alvin looked at Simon, "Why are you just standing there?"

Simon rolled his eyes, "Because you asked me not to go down the stairs without help, remember?"

Alvin slapped his forehead, "Oh ya."

Alvin and Simon walked down the stairs slowly as Brittany watched from the entryway. "So what movie are we watching?", she asked when they reached the bottom.

Simon walked over to the doorway of the kitchen, he was finally starting to learn the floor plan of the house by heart, "I'll be in the kitchen if anyone needs me."

Simon walked into the kitchen where Theodore was making dinner and took a seat at the table. He sniffed the air, "That smells really good Theo, what is it?"

Theodore smiled at his brothers comportment, "Thank you, and its tuna casserole."

Simon sat at the table and fiddled with a napkin. He heard Brittany laugh at one of Alvin's jokes in the living room and felt something in his gut. He must have had a confused look on his face because Theodore asked him what was wrong.

Simon took a deep breath, " Nothing.. just feeling a little tired. I think I'm going to go up stairs and lie down, will you come get me when dinner is ready?"

Theodore smiled, "Ya, no problem."

While Simon was slowly walking up the stairs he heard Brittany say something to Alvin and the feeling in his stomach came back. Simon hurried to their room and sat on his bed. He sat for moment before even thinking about what he just felt, What was that? Why am I jealous of Brittany?

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