Imperfect Castaway Chapter 9: Way of the Munk, an alvin and the chipmunks fanfic

Alvin and the Chipmunks fanfic "Imperfect Castaway"

Chapter 9: Way of the Munk

A/N: Sorry it took so long, but I had Band Camp and I already started my Senior Year in High School. I just want to say Thank You all for your patience and I hope you enjoy this chapter, which is the longest out of all of them BTW (sorry). Remember that Ocker is pronounced Ocka.

DAY 1: BALANCE: Ocker made his way down from the boulder and right in front of Alvin. In between both of them sat a 10ft long giant log.

"Today, I shaull teach you perfect baulance, something thaut you must obtain in order to survive on this drenched island. Now stand on this log".

"Perfect balance? Are you sure you know what you're doing?" questioned Alvin.

"Do you wish to depart from this island, yes or no?" Ocker questioned back.

Alvin now stood there stupidly. He had no other choice as he planted both feet on the log.

"Now, do you hauve perfect equilibrioception?" asked Ocker.

"Perfect equal-what?" asked a confused Alvin, "Now that's a word my brother Simon would say".

"Neva mind", said Ocker while shaking his head, "now, close your eyes".

Alvin did what he was told. As his eyes were shut, he suddenly started to lose his balance and immediately fell off of the log.

"Well that was a good waste of 10 seconds of my life", said Alvin.

"Aye, you seem mistrust yourself when your eyes are shut and do not have a straight posture when you stand, therefore you lauck perfect baulance".

"Look, no offense or anything, but how is perfect balance gonna get me off this island anyway? I thought you were teaching me the Way of the Munk". "Why, this is the Way of the Munk, plus this is only Step One. You still need to learn otha techniques in order to survive. We shaull continue with this technique momentarily. Now come, I made some fresh coconut-banana refreshments for the both of us", Ocker said while leading Alvin back to the waterfall, "for the 3rd time this week".

DAY 2: FLEXIBILITY: "To mausta the Way of the Munk, one must need to attain perfect flexibility. If one is flexible and humble, he shaull, by no means necessary, survive any type of tribulation. Caun you touch your toes without bending your knees?"

"Toes, Shmoes, get a load of this!"

Alvin immediately positioned himself and made a perfect split.

"How ya like 'dem apples, old munk!"

"Impressive, you've maustered a perfect split. I myself am too old for thaut technique, plus I see you hauve some strong bones in 'ya; but caun you touch your toes, now?"

"Pfft! That'll be easier than chewing gum. Observe!"

Alvin tried to reach for his right foot. His hand made it and he was touching his right foot. He tried to reach his other foot, but the farther he got the more his other hand was departing from his right foot. His left hand was touching his left foot but his right hand let go of his already reached right foot. This time he tried to reach both of his feet at the same time. His hands would be going nowhere as he was still in a spilt position. He tried once more to feel the burn but it would be too much for him, plus he didn't want to suffer a cramp in his legs. He had no other choice but to cross his arms.

"Not so easy is it Mista Seville?" replied Ocker, "Flexibility is one thing, but learning to trust in itself is anotha. Naut everyone can become a 'rubba-baund man' if you know what I mean (chuckle). Now try to get up".

Alvin tried to get up but he was still stuck in a split position. He placed his hands on the ground, hoping he can try to push himself upward, but it was no good. He was stuck.

"Oh, God I'm stuck! Hey, old munk, a little help here?" yelled Alvin.

Ocker just grinned at him and started to walk away.

"Hey, where you goin'?" questioned Alvin, "you can't leave me like this all night!"

"Thaut's the problem… you're going to be stuck like thaut all night!"

"All night?" Alvin gulped. "All night long, which so hauppens to be my favorite Lionel Richie song, Mr. Seville. We shaull continue with your lessons the next day. I hauve a remedy thaut should get you out of thaut position and to hauve the feeling bauck in your legs. Hauve a pleasant night".

Ocker walked away, leaving Alvin there all by himself still stuck in a split position. He tried once again to push himself up but it was no good. He would have to wait until tomorrow to get back on his feet.

DAY 3: REFLEXES: Ocker came back to try to help Alvin up.

"Good morning Mister Aulvin. Still stuck I see?"

"It has been a long time since I did a perfect split".

"Yes, yes of course. Haud a good sleep laust night?"

"Don't ask".

Alvin turned his eyes to a jar filled with green and brown stuff Ocker had in his palm.

"What the heck is that?"

"Why, this is the remedy I told you about. Just some soft moss and leaves with a hint of top soil and mud".

"Mud!? You are not placing that on my legs, even if I haven't showered in over two weeks!"

"Well if you wish to stay like thaut foreva then I guess I'll just walk…."

"Wait!" yelled Alvin while also holding up his hand and letting out a slight chuckle, "I was only kidding. Maybe you and I can break the world record for longest time without taking a bath. Hehe, can you just help me get up please?"

"Patience Mista Aulvin, patience".

Ocker started rubbing the green stuff on Alvin's legs. He also pressed hard on Alvin's calves to help him get the feeling back. Once that was done he lifted Alvin up and gently bended his right knee. Alvin couldn't help but to hesitate, knowing that it did hurt a little but that is what was going help him up. Ocker bended Alvin's other knee and without a doubt, Alvin was back on his feet, but he still felt a little numb.

"Okay Mista Aulvin, we'll work on the uppa body this time".

Ocker picked up a coconut.

"Let's see how well your reflexes are".

At that moment he launched the coconut right at Alvin's left rib. He bended down in pain.

"What the hell was that for?" yelled Alvin.

"To see how well your reflexes are. Right now they suck… really bad".

"Oh yeah? Come on! Throw another one at me!"

"Very well then" said Ocker.

He picked up another coconut and launched it at Alvin's chest. Alvin saw the incoming coconut and dodged it.

"Ha! Missed me!"

"You're not supposed to. I'm testing your hand-eye coordination. Try to cautch the coconuts instead of dodging them".

"I thought you were testing my reflexes".

"SAME THING!! I mean, let's continue, shaull we?"

Ocker launched more coconuts at Alvin. Alvin extended his hands and slapped or tapped them out of his way.

"Not bad, Mista Aulvin. Now let's try it at multiple speeds!"

Ocker had coconuts in both of his hands this time and launched them at Alvin. Alvin slapped one away, however, the other one slammed into his nose. He fell to the ground rubbing his nose which started bleeding.

"Not so easy is it, mate?"

Ocker let out a hand to help Alvin up, but Alvin refused. Alvin still laid there rubbing his bleeding nose.

"I hauve anotha remedy for thaut. Wait here please", said Ocker.

Alvin stood there covering his blood covered hand and lying down on the ground. He had no choice but to stare at the scorching sun which left him half-blind. He almost dozed off when all of a sudden Ocker returned. This time the stuff he had was white.

"If that's what I think it is then it is definitely not going on my face" said Alvin.

"I hauve no idea of whaut you're taulking about. This is only coconut milk mixed with top soil which will halt the bleeding".

"Well that's a relief". Ocker rubbed the white stuff onto Alvin's nose and soon the bleeding from his nose came to a stop. Alvin also sniffed the white stuff that was covered on his face.

"It smells funny. Kinda smells like there's something more than just coconut milk and top-soil".

"Oh, thaut's right! I also had to use a hint of pigeon excrement to halt the bleeding".

"PIGEON WHAT!?" yelled Alvin right before he fainted.

"Good idea Mista Aulvin! You must also lie on your bauck to stop the bleeding for good. Plus it is getting kinda late. (Yawn) sleep dreams Mista Aulvin".

The passed out Alvin and the tired Ocker lied on the sand and slept the night away.

DAY 4: STRENGTH: Alvin was the first to wake up. He still had the white stuff covered on his face. He headed to the shore and washed the pigeon poo off his face, also spitting out the disgusting salt water he tasted. He turned his shoulder to see Ocker already awake and bending and stretching.

"Why are you stretching for?" he asked.

"For this" said Ocker.

He headed for the log and with all of his might lifted the somewhat 300 pound object with his bare hands. Ocker held the long log over his head a little more then released it. Alvin had no choice but to stare and be amazed.

"Whoa!" said Alvin.

"Today I shaull test your strength Mista Aulvin. Remember our wrestling mautch? I told you thaut you need to rely on strength thaut comes from inside you", he placed his hand over his chest, "right here to be exauct".

"In you heart?" smiled Alvin.

"No! In your intestines. OF COURSE YOUR HEART MISTA AULVIN!! I shaull test how well your strength is and how it caun get better".

"We're not gonna wrestle again are we?"

"No, quite the opposite. Strength isn't just a talent Mista Aulvin. It is a gift, a gift that comes from inside you, and how well you use your strength is an even greater gift. Now, try to lift the boulder"

"Gee, I don't know if I can", said Alvin.

"Triumph always starts with 'try' Mista Aulvin" replied Ocker.

Without hesitating, Alvin spit in his hands, bended his knees and tried to lift the boulder up with all of his might. He tried and tried until Ocker saw his posture and his technique.

"Aulvin? I don't think you should put all of your weight on your bauck".

"And why not?" said Alvin still struggling to lift the boulder up.

"It's hazardous. Plus you can throw out your…."

CRRACCCKKKKK!!

"…bauck", finished Ocker.

Alvin stood there motionless and stuck in the position he was when he was trying to lift the boulder.

"I….HATE….THIS….ISLAND!!"

"Come to my hut Mista Aulvin, I hauve anotha remedy for your stiff bauck".

Since Alvin couldn't move, Ocker had to carry him to the hut.

At the hut, Alvin laid face down on Ocker's bed, made of straw and twigs, where he was given a back massage by Ocker to try to heal his back. Ocker poured some brown stuff on Alvin's back and started massaging him.

"What's that stuff made of this time?" said Alvin.

"More top soil, this time from the wauterfall for a more smooth feeling and the petals of some nearby lilies to keep you relauxed".

Ocker rubbed hard on Alvin's back, though Alvin didn't take it too seriously.

"So, uh, how many more lessons do I need to know?"

"Just a few more Mista Aulvin, right now please try to relaux. Your bauck should be healed by tomorrow morning, just in time for the next lesson".

Ocker rubbed on Alvin's back some more and then he finished.

"Stay like thaut til' tomorrow Mista Aulvin. Your bauck should be healed the minute you arise. Hauve a pleasant night".

"Wait! Where are you gonna sleep?" asked Alvin.

Ocker looked at him once more then replied,

"…I know my way around this island".

He grinned at him then walked away.

Alvin, still lying there, looked around and saw some spears, arrows, more leaves, rope, a window, a net, some boulders and more remedies. This was one strange hut he thought to himself, and in no time he drifted off to sleep.

DAY 5: AGILITY/SENSE: Alvin arose the next morning and sat down on the bed. He rubbed his eyes and walked out of the hut. That's when he realized… his back wasn't stiff anymore. Ocker's remedy had cured his once broken back. He quickly ran to the waterfall to find him. Once he got there he picked some strawberries and started devouring them. Little to his surprise an orange came spiraling at him and hit him right in the forehead. Alvin dropped to his knees and started rubbing his forehead. Out of nowhere Ocker appeared with more oranges in his hand.

"Ocker, that was you who threw the orange?" said Alvin.

"Of course! I wanted to test your senses. You haud no idea that orange was coming did you?"

"No. I guess not".

"Very well then. Today's lesson is on sense and agility. I caun plainly see that you lauck certain skills to help you detect an incoming object. Let's get right to agility. You must obtain the certain skill to be agile and humane. Dodging an object to me is vulnerable and tender, but I do it anyway for the heck of it. Deflecting an object tenfold is what I consider very prudent. You neva waunt to use your attacks for retribution Mista Aulvin, but instead to maintain yourself and not let your inner wrauth to take you over". He put the oranges down and said, "Now, hit me!"

Alvin stood there confused and dazed.

"Whhhauutttttt?"

"You heard what I said…HIT ME!"

"But, I thought you said…"

"Whaut did I say Mista Aulvin?" Alvin stood there thinking of something to say and trying to remember what he heard. He also lifted up his index finger.

"…I forgot".

"Silent and Listen are spelled with the same letters Mista Aulvin. I'll say this one last time… HIT ME!!"

"Ooo-kay", said Alvin ready to raise his fist, "here I go!"

As Alvin was about to swing, Ocker dodged his punch. Alvin swung once more and missed again.

"I thought you said dodging objects were considered vulnerable" said Alvin. "Oh, so you were listening. Okay Mista Aulvin, you win. Now this time hit me with your best shot!"

Alvin put all of his energy in his arm and swung at Ocker with all of his might. Ocker quickly raised his arm and blocked Alvin's punch. He held Alvin's wrist for a moment, and then released it. Alvin swung again and Ocker did the same thing he did.

"Look, I don't wanna hurt 'ya", said Alvin.

"Oh don't worry…you won't", said Ocker.

Alvin swung with both fists and Ocker blocked them both. He held Alvin in another grappling position and then just let go of him. Alvin stood there pretty worried. Ocker didn't pick him up and toss him to the ground.

"I don't get it, I'm swinging at you yet you don't swing back".

"If you remember whaut I laust said, I mentioned that you should never want to use your attacks for vengeance but instead for defense, and try to calm your inner anger every time. Thaut's why I'm naut swinging bauck Mista Aulvin. Vengeance will get the best of you and believe me, it's naut a beautiful sight to look at".

Ocker picked up his staff and started to walk away.

"I hope you're learning from all this Mista Aulvin".

Alvin stood there and tried to memorize what his teacher had said. Then he thought if all of this training was actually going to get him off of this island. For the past five days he has been doing nothing but learning how to be constant and how to defend himself. He at least figured that Ocker would teach him how to swim an ocean or create a boat strong enough to hold and take him back to California. He walked back to the cave behind the waterfall, which is where he had been staying at these last two weeks.

DAY 6: AIR SUPPORT: Alvin walked back to the shore and saw Ocker there waiting for him. He carefully approached him, going to say that certain something that had been bothering him.

"Ocker… I know you're teaching me the Way of the Munk and all, but I just wanna know… how exactly is this training going to get me off of this island, anyway?"

Ocker eyed him for a minute. Yes was ready to teach, but not ready to answer this question.

"It's quite simple auctually. You see, whaut I am teaching you is not just how to defend yourself, but to become a better person once you return bauck to your homeland. You are only strong as your weakest link, Mista Aulvin".

Alvin paused for a minute. His question was only half-answered.

"Okay, a better person, I see, but you still haven't answered my question yet. How exactly am I going to get off of this island?"

Once again Ocker just stared and thought of something to say.

"Let's continue with our next lesson, shaull we? Which is air support".

"Air support!" yelled Alvin. "How the hell is that gonna make me better and get me off this island?"

"No further questions, Mista Aulvin. Now, place your hand in front of your mouth, like so, and inhale. Then, place your hand out in front of you and exhale. Let's do this for 30 seconds Mista Aulvin".

Alvin was irritated about this. Why should he be learning how to do a breathing exercise when he should be thinking of a way to get himself back to LA?

"On my count Mista Aulvin. Breathe in, two, three, and four and breathe out, two, three, and four".

Both of them continued to inhale and exhale. After the exercise, Alvin began to feel a little dizzy from breathing too much and starting wobbling around.

"Remember perfect baulance Mista Aulvin. Now let's do that one more…"

"ENOUGH!!" Alvin yelled as loud as he could and was filled with anger.

"Is thaut feraucity I sense in you, Mista Aulvin?"

"I can't take in anymore! 17 days ago you said that you were going to teach me an instruction on survival, skill, and trust, all to get off of this island. Well let me tell you something old munk! For the past six days I've learned to survive every horrible injury that has happened to me, the skill of looking like a total jackass every time I'm learning, and most importantly, I've learned NOT to trust you at all, because as far as I'm concerned, I don't know what in the bloody hell you were thinking about when you said 'aull to get off this island', because, I don't think you can get off this god-forsaken island. WELL, CAN YA!!"

Ocker was at a loss for words. Alvin was breathing very heavily and had fire in his eyes.

"I understaund thaut you wish to get off this island, Mista Aulvin, but you just need to be patient. I've been here for a dozen years yet I'm naut screaming like a total lunatic. I'm teaching you everything I caun to help you create a better you. I also said thaut you are naut staying on this island foreva Mista Aulvin. I will help get bauck to your family, you just need to trust me, and I caun't teach you if you don't want to learn".

Alvin stared at him one last time.

"…You know what? Maybe I don't wanna learn".

He started to walk away.

"Where are you going?" asked Ocker.

"To find myself a better way to get off this little piece of hell called Ocker Island. In other words, thanks but no thanks!"

"You'll neva make it alive without my help!"

"Hey, this isn't the first time I've been marooned, because the first time I was marooned was with my family and girlfriend, WHICH I AM CURRENTLY MISSING RIGHT NOW!! You wouldn't understand because maybe you don't HAVE A FAMILY YOU DAMN AUSSIE!! "

With all that said, Alvin disappeared into the forest.

Ocker stood there a little shaken by Alvin's remarks, but he couldn't care less if Alvin didn't want to learn. Still, he knew Alvin would not survive on this island by himself.

Suddenly, he started gathering some straw, twigs and wood.

What could Ocker be up to?? Find out in the next chapters to come.