Alvin and the Chipmunks fanfic "Imperfect Castaway"
And Now… Here's Chapter 4… where the 'goood shtuff' happens! I hope the end is not too intense for you.
On the top deck, Coach Howland approached Captain Morgan, the head of the ship.
"How are we doing today, Captain?"
"Pretty well Mr. Howland. Your boys seem to be behaving".
"Well, they are a little tired from the trip, but they sure had fun. How's the boat?"
"Steady as she goes. Our crewmen are doing their best to keep this boat afloat. There hasn't been one problem down there, they say".
Coach Howland now wanted to ask a question he felt he shouldn't, but asked anyway.
"Tell me, Captain. I'm not saying it will, but how can this boat sink?"
Captain Morgan took a sip of his Corona and continued. "A lot of ways, but our biggest fear is a leak in one of our bilge pumps. You see we have three 2,000 gallon pumps full of oil to keep this boat going for a long period of time. What we fear is a leak in one of the pumps, and then all of a sudden, a fire breaks out, all on the starboard side of the ship. You see, a fire on this boat can be very hazardous".
"And why is that?" asked a concerned Coach Howland.
"Well a fire can do a lot of damage on this boat: burn everything in its path, damage the rudders and even start one or three holes that will let water enter the vessels, then the water compartments, and then the whole boat, causing it to sink. You see, this boat cannot withstand a fire".
"How can a fire be started on this boat?"
Captain Morgan took another sip of his Corona. "Trust me; it would take a BIG idiot to start a fire on this boat". The Captain and Coach shared a hearty laugh and enjoyed another Corona Lite.
"Cheers! To a, how they say, 'rockin' vacation", said Coach Howland as he and the Captain tapped bottles.
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Meanwhile, on the bottom dock, a group of crewmen were either loading coal in the boat's oven or just standing there doing nothing. One crewman decided to light a cigarette just for the heck of it.
"Winslow, you bum!! You know you cannot light a cigarette down here!"
"Relax, Marty. It's just one cigarette. Besides, I haven't got a smoke all day".
"And when you are done, just where are you going to throw it away?"
He paused for a moment, and then said, 'In my… pocket".
"Marty, Winslow, you have to take a look at this!"
"What is it Maurice?" asked Marty.
"It seems that this bilge pump right here has overproduced its amount of oil. I fear that it can somehow sprout a hole, causing the oil to escape and halt the boat".
"What the hell does that mean!?" yelled Winslow, still smoking the cigarette.
"I would put that down if I were you!" replied Maurice, glaring at Winslow, "what it means is that the bilge pump has so much oil that it can start to….
At that moment, the pump had sprouted a leak. Oil had flowed everywhere and caused the second pump to leak as well. Marty and Winslow now had worried looks on their faces.
"Okay, don't nobody panic!" yelled Maurice. "Winslow, please get rid of that cigarette, this oil is very flammable! And Marty, help me cover up this whole hole!"
However, the oil pressure was too strong, and oil was already flowing down to the bottom shaft. Then, out of nowhere, Winslow accidentally slips and drops the cigarette.
"WINSLOW, NOOOOOO!!" Maurice and Marty both yelled.
The cigarette dropped to the bottom shaft. The good news is that that place was prohibited to all crew members. The bad news was that oil had also spilled there and that shaft was also used as a water compartment. This oil was very flammable can burst when exposed to heat.
At that moment, there was a HUGE explosion, as the bottom shaft was now bursting in flames.
"Winslow, you son-of-a-bitch! I'd kill you for this!!" yelled a very Marty, "Maurice, what are you doing!?"
"I have to call the Captain! He must know or we're all doomed!! In the meantime, start evacuating everybody on this ship!!"
Marty and Winslow agreed and did what they were told.
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The Captain and Coach Howland were still talking, when all of a sudden, the Captain's phone began to ring.
The Captain picks up the phone and says, "What is it Maurice?"
"Captain, we're having a 'small' problem down here".
"And how small is it?" The Captain replied very sternly.
"Well", he let out a small chuckle, "let's just say that one of the bilge pumps has a teeny-weeny itsy-bitsy leak".
"Well then don't just stand there, clean it up!"
"We would love to Captain", Maurice was know saying his words very ironically, "but we just can't seem to do that".
"And why not!?"
"Well… because… because I, uh… a hehehe… It's a funny story actually, but we uhh….. uhh…."
Then out of nowhere, Marty bursts in, snatches the phone away from Maurice and yells, "BECAUSE THE PUMPS HAD TOO MUCH OIL AND STARTED A HUGE LEAK THAT SPILLED OIL EVERYWHERE, THEN WINSLOW HAD THE NERVE TO SMOKE A CIGARETTE, DROP IT, AND CREATE A HUGE EXPLOSION DOWN IN THE BOTTOM SHAFT, WHICH IS NOW BURSTING IN FLAMES AND COULD TEAR HOLES IN THE VESSELS AND COULD TAKE IN BILLIONS OF GALLONS OF WATER, WHICH WOULD MAKE THIS BOAT SINK FASTER THAN YOU CAN SAY 'AY CARAMBA'!!"
Marty had said those words very fast and loud, that he was gasping for breath.
Captain Morgan stood there in silence, almost about ready to explode.
"C-Ca-Captain??" replied Maurice, waiting for either an answer or an explosion.
"…I knew I could never trust you guys", Captain Morgan replied very calmly, until he hung-up the phone with force.
"What it is Captain?" asked a very worried Coach Howland.
"Coach, gather up your boys, and tell them that we're going home on a different boat, if you know what I mean".
Coach Howland nodded his head in agreement, as he knew what he meant.
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Down in the bottom dock, the entire crew team was evacuating as well, sealing the doors to the water compartments; however, they knew those doors would not be strong enough to hold the pressure of any amount of water taken in by the holes. After the last crew man was evacuated, they had sealed the doors and made their way up to the top dock and to the life boats. Yes, the incoming water would douse the fire out, but once a fire on the boat starts, it makes its way uphill and burns anything in its path, especially on boat like this with very poor crew men.
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"Boys!!" yelled Coach Howland, "get up, NOW!!"
"What's all the commotion, Coach?" asked a very tired Gavin, as he and the rest of the team had been sleeping; hence that it was 2:30 a.m.
"Boys, I don't know how to tell you all this but…this boat is sinking".
All of the team had gasped in horror and start a little frenzy.
"Listen! This is no time to panic. Grab your things and head out to the life boats. Do it quickly now, we haven't got that much time!"
Within seconds, the whole UCLA Bruins team had gathered their suitcases and belongings and quickly headed out to the life boats.
"Captain!" yelled Coach Howland "we've got to get out of here!"
"Sorry, but a good captain always goes down with his ship", replied Captain Morgan.
"Don't be such a moron, now come on!!"
Captain Morgan agreed and rushed out to the life boats where everyone, the team, coaches, and crew men were. Luckily, there were three life boats that would separate everyone. They were gently laid down and had reached the ocean. The crew men had grabbed their oars and peddled everyone way from the sinking boat.
10 minutes had passed and the boat was already half-way sunk. Then, out of nowhere, another HUGE explosion had erupted, this time it seemed far more destructive than the last one. The entire ship was now in flames, and fiery debris had sprouted everywhere. Luckily, the life boats were yards away from the towering inferno. Coach Howland then grabbed a clipboard.
"All right team, listen up for your names! I'll start with the starting lineup: Power forward, Gavin DeLone?"
"Here"
"Small forward, Michael Garcia?"
"Present"
"Center, Joseph McCartney?"
"Over here!" yelled Joseph as he was on another life boat.
"Shooting guard, Jamal Williams?"
"Yo!"
"Point guard, Alvin Seville?"
There was no answer from the boat.
"McCartney, is Seville on that boat?!"
"He's not on this boat sir!" replied Joseph.
"OH MY GOD!! WE FORGOT ALVIN!!" yelled Gavin from the top of his lungs.
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Alvin was still in his room sleeping and his Michael Jackson play list on his iPod had ended. He was then woken up from the smell of the smoke.
"Hey Coach! What's burning?!" said Alvin with half-opened eyes. Alvin would receive no answer as he stood there all alone looking at the smoke-covered hallway.
"Coach... Guys... Anyone?!" His eyes were now wide open as he got off the bed. When his feet touched the floor, he felt water.
"Why is the floor wet?" he asked himself. He looked down and saw that there was water everywhere; and then it hit him….
"OH MY GOD, THIS BOAT IS SINKING!!"
He quickly grabbed his things and rushed out the door. The place was covered in smoke so he could barely see. The air was so bad, he started coughing and hyperventilating. Luckily he knew his way around and made his way out to the top deck. He searched for the life boats but discovered that they were all taken.
"The life boats, they're gone!!"
Alvin now thought that the whole team had left without him, and could not get off this towering inferno.
Just then, Alvin heard someone scream his name.
"ALLVVVINNNN!!"
The yell came from Gavin, as he was the loudest member of the team. His yells were another thing that motivated the team.
Alvin peaked down from the top deck and saw three life boats about 200 yards away from the sinking boat. The life boats had carried the team, coaches and the crew men.
"YOU JACKASSES FORGOT TO WAKE ME UP!!" yelled Alvin, as he was so mad that he was not alerted about the ship sinking.
He then tossed his things out to the life boats. They landed in the water, but a few of Alvin's teammates swam out to retrieve them.
Alvin was now all alone on the sinking ship. The flames had already sunk and devoured 75 of the ship as Alvin had no place to go but down into the ice cold Pacific Ocean.
"ALLLVVVVINNNN!!" Gavin yelled again, "YOU HAVE TO JUMP!!"
"ARE YOU CRAZY!!" replied Michael, "HE'S GOT TO BE AT LEAST 120 FEET HIGH. THERE'S NO WAY HE'LL SURVIVE A JUMP LIKE THAT!!"
"HE'S GOT NO OTHER CHOICE YOU DOUCHE-BAG!!"
Alvin was scared stiff. Yes, he was more than 100 high from the surface, but he was never afraid of heights. The jump would kill him, but staying on the sinking ship would kill him faster. He wanted to pretend like it was some ride at Six Flags, but he wouldn't like how the ride would end.
Then, Gavin yelled again….
"ALLLVVVVINNNNNN!!... JJJJUMMMMMMPPPPPPP!!
Alvin had heard Gavin very clearly and, with his life at steak, clasped his hands together and took a nosedive right into the ocean. The ship had sunken completely after he dove.
The whole UCLA Bruins team now waited for a response.
'Did he or didn't he make it?'
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They waited for about 100 seconds… until something popped out from the surface.
"Look!" Michael yelled, "There he is!!"
Michael had spotted Alvin's signature red cap floating in the distance. Taking no chances, he swam out to see if he was drowning. When he finally reached the cap… that's all he encountered, his red cap.
He peaked underwater, but since it was 3 in the morning, he couldn't see anything.
He swam back to the life boat and showed everyone the cap. It was Alvin's alright, as he was the only one on the team who had it officially signed from UCLA legend, John Wooden; however the writing was starting to fade away.
"Gavin!" demanded Michael, "call for Alvin again! He's got to be around here somewhere!!"
"I can't do that", replied Gavin very quietly.
"You have to!!" yelled Michael, as he would not lose his best friend and teammate.
"Seriously, I can't! I kinda lost my voice when I yelled at Alvin all those times".
Michael, as well as the whole team, was now holding back tears.
"ALLVVINNN!!" Michael yelled this time. "Come on guys, HELP ME OUT!!"
The whole team, even the Captain and crewmen were calling out for Alvin. They would yell for 10 more minutes, but there was still no answer.
"COME ON ALVIN!! DON'T DO THIS TO US!!" Michael was crying while yelling, as it was obvious…………………. Alvin didn't make it.
"Oh Alvin" said a very depressed Coach Howland, "the Seville's are not going to like this".
Yay!! Chapter 4, the Good Stuff, or what I like to call, the Goooood Shtuff!!
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