So Chapter two is where the root of our story begins. I'm not gonna say much. But if you need links to our various other accounts (facebook, YouTube etcetera) there at the end of chapter 1

Chapter 2: A Bump in the night

The moon Beamed through the bedroom window, throwing light onto the floor between the two bunk beds. It was late, but no matter how late it was, Brittany couldn't sleep.

Her mind was still buzzing with the night's performance. She rolled over and bit her lip. Memories of her mistake onstage occupied most of her thoughts. It wasn't a big mistake. She took the wrong dance step and froze up for a split second. She had quickly recovered, but she still knew that people had noticed.

She couldn't shake the thoughts; she had to know what people were thinking.

She heard Alvin make another of the odd, almost coughing sounds he had been making all night, it was obvious he couldn't sleep either, though Brittany couldn't imagine why.

She turned over in her bed to look over to Alvin's bed across the room. They were both at the top of the Bunk beds, so a small amount of moon light covered them. She could just see the back of his head as he was lying facing the other way.

She sighed out loud as she sat up in her bed. It was going to kill her a little bit inside, but she had to ask Alvin what he thought of her performance.

She threw the blanket off and moved to the edge of the bed. She shifted her weight like a cat, and then leapt off her bed and across the room, landing perfectly on Alvin's bed.

'Alvin' she whispered as she moved up the bed towards him. He didn't reply 'Alvin I know you're awake'

Still he didn't answer. She started to get a little bit frustrated

'Alvin come on I'm serious. I need to know about the show'

He made a slight, squeaky groaning sound, but didn't reply. Now Brittany was getting a little angry

'Are you making fun of me Alvin?' she whispered sharply 'you're such a bully'

But as she got closer to him she realized something wasn't right. She could see the fur around his face was soaking wet.

'Alvin?' she said slightly louder 'are you alright?' she said as she knelt down beside him.

She touched his cheek with the back of her fingers. His fur was covered in sweat. She noticed he was panting and it almost seemed like he was having trouble breathing.

She hopped onto his pillow and grabbed his blanket, pulling it off him.

She was starting to get very worried.

He was lying in a way that suggested to her that he was lying in the fetal position at some point. His pajamas were soaked with sweat around his chest and armpits, and even the bed around him was wet with sweat.

She moved in and knelt right beside him again.

'A-Alvin?' she said in an alarmed tone of voice 'are you alright' she grabbed his shoulder and pulled on it gently. He rolled onto his back in a heap, making just a slight moaning sound under his breath.

He slowly moved his hand up until it was above his face, trying to wave something away.

Something was obviously very wrong.

'Alvin' she started saying louder 'Alvin wake up now'

She could hear the rustling of the others slowly waking up

'Britt' Jeanette's voice called from below. It was raspy and tired 'is everything alright?'

'I-I don't know' Brittany worried 'no, something's wrong with Alvin'

'What!' Simon exclaimed in a startled voice.

'He's not responding guys really; I think something's really wrong with him'

'Alvin' Theodore yelled up from his bed. They all fell silent, and when they heard no reply they all shot straight out of bed.

Brittany could hear the others quickly climbing up the bed from all different angles and it wasn't long till they all emerged at the top.

'What's wrong?' Eleanor asked

'I think he's sick' Brittany said as they all crowded around him.

'He's not faking is he?' Theodore asked innocently, not fully realizing how his question sounded

'Hmm' Simon wondered 'Alvin, M.T.V just called me the new, cool brother. What do you say to that?'

There was no answer.

'Alvin?' Brittany said placing a hand on his shoulder 'can I use your guitar to write some new songs?'

He groaned under his breath and moved his head slightly. It was obvious that he objected, but he didn't have the strength to show it.

'Oh dear' Simon said 'Theo, go get Dave…quickly'

'O-ok' he stuttered nervously

'I'll go too' Jeanette added

They both bolted off the bed and out the door.

Brittany looked back down to Alvin. He had begun to shiver under her hand.

'Alvin?' she said softly into his ear 'wake up'

He began to stir

'Sim-on' he managed to squeeze out. Brittany's ears shot up and she looked down at his face

'Yes Alvin' Simon said dropping down to his side 'I'm right here'

Alvin breathed heavily. Brittany wiped his face with her hand to try to move the sweat beading through his fur

'Wh-wheres thhh' he pushed

'Theodore?' Simon finished 'he's gone to get Dave. Everything's going to be alright Alvin'

Alvin moved about restlessly

'You have to relax Alvin' Eleanor said at Alvin's feet. His hand moved up to where Brittany was wiping his face. It grabbed hers, stopping her from wiping.

Surprisingly he seemed to breath slower and stop moving about.

Suddenly the door burst open and Dave stumbled through with Theodore and Jeanette close behind. It was obvious he had been woken up suddenly. He flicked the light switch and the room filled with light.

'Alvin!' he yelled as he approached the bed 'what are you pulling now?'

'No Dave' Eleanor said 'he's really sick' Dave paused for a second

'Simon?' he asked

'Dave!' he almost yelled

'We have to get him some help!' Brittany said in a surprisingly croaky voice.

Dave stood motionless for a second, took a deep breath and then continued.

'Alright' he said in a powerful tone of voice 'everyone into the car, now! Simon, Brittany, help get Alvin into my hands'.

They all moved off and Brittany and Simon began to drag Alvin carefully onto Dave's awaiting flat palms. They got him onto Dave's hands and Simon stepped off. But when Brittany tried to move she noticed Alvin was still holding onto her hand tightly.

'Brittany, you have to move off' Dave said

'I can't, he won't let go of my hand'

'Alright well stay right there and hold onto Alvin' he said as he moved the two of them off and started walking quickly out of the room.

'Wait for me!' Simon yelled as he hopped of the bed and followed them out.

They all exited the house at the same time and Dave slammed the door behind him with his foot. He made Brittany drag Alvin over until they fit in just one hand and Dave used his free hand to open the driver's side door.

They all piled in, everyone but Dave, Brittany and Alvin shooting into the back seat. Dave put his hand over the passenger seat and Brittany struggled to Drag Alvin off Dave's Hand and onto the seat.

'This would be easier Alvin, if you let go of my hand' Brittany complained. But all Alvin did was mumble something she couldn't understand.

As soon as they were clear Dave quickly turned the car on and launched out of the housing complex and onto the main road.

Brittany sat against the back of the seat with Alvin collapsed mostly in her lap. She stroked his head and occasionally wiped the sweat away from his face with her free hand.

She had never really seen Alvin in a vulnerable situation like this. So it came to her as quite a shock.

But there was one main thing that ran through her mind

"What's wrong with you Alvin?"

Ooohhh! Interesting! I wonder what's wrong with Alvin…well I know already…anyway, next chapter is Friday night (Australian time) and every subsequent Friday after that! So until then, enjoy yourselves