Alvin and the Chipmunks fanfic "Imperfect Castaway"
Chapter 14: Memories Worth Forgetting
A/N: Here's that much anticipated chapter of Imperfect Castaway, and why is it much anticipated???
You'll find out… you'll find out….
Sorry for not updating the next day, my internet was down for 3 days plus it was Christmas, in which I was very busy.
By the way, this chapter is EXTREMELY long, so I hope you guys have a frosty beverage and/or a tasty snackcake with ya, plus I hope to get a million reviews for this chapter!!!! (Not necessarily a milli, but you know what I mean!)
Happy Holidays and enjoy the chapter!!!
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Back in L.A. Jake was on his way to the Miller residence to pay his new girlfriend Brittany a visit. They had hooked up the day after their big date and after two whole months of dating they were still going strong. They did everything normal couples did, like going to fancy restaurants one weekend, a movie the next weekend, the beach the next, and so on and so forth. Jake had never cared this deeply about anyone before, plus he would also be there for Brittany's aid. Brittany considers him the 'perfect boyfriend' but he says he's just a guy trying to make his woman happy.
He pulls up on their driveway, steps out of the car holding a bouquet and a wrapped present as well, and rings their door bell.
"I got it!" yells Eleanor coming from the kitchen. She opens the door and notices Jake's 'gifts'.
"'Ello Eleanor, how are we today?"
"Pretty well Jake, thank you for asking. Brittany, Jake's…!"
"Shhh!" whispers Jake also putting his index finger on his mouth.
"Might I surprise her?"
"I don't see why not", says Eleanor letting Jake in.
He quietly tip-toes up the stairs and into her room in which the door is slightly closed and unlocked. Luckily, Brittany is at her desk listening to her online playlist; her eyes closed as she rocks to the music.
Jake gently comes from behind and sets the gifts on her bed to covers her eyes. Brittany takes the headphones out of her ears.
"Hmm, this can't be Miss Miller because she's taking her daily three hour nap. Can't be Jeanette 'cause she's at Griffith (Observatory) with Simon, and it can't be Eleanor because she's too busy cooking dinner. So… this must be my boyfriend".
"You guessed correctly my sweet", says Jake taking his hands off her eyes.
Brittany gets off her chair and wraps her arms around his neck.
"Why so early handsome?"
"Early out Tuesday, beautiful. Thaut and Frankie's finally getting that appendectomy".
"Oh yeah. I hope that goes well".
"Ah he'll be fine. By the way, after work I got you these", said Jake handing her the bouquet of daises and the wrapped gift.
"Oh Jake they're beautiful", said Brittany sniffing the daises, "and what is this?"
"See for yourself", replied Jake.
Brittany carefully rips off the red wrapping paper and discovers that it is a book.
"Twilight! You got me Twilight!?" yells a very happy Brittany.
"I realized most females out there hauppen to be reading it and I figured you might want to read it as well".
"Oh my god, most of my friends already started reading this and said that it's really good. Some of them even got to the last book in the series".
"You mean there's more?" said Jake.
"There are four books in the entire series".
"Oh, well, four is alright compared to Harry Potter's seven. Aull thaut reading. Speaking of which, they're making the film adauptation and is being released in theaters this November".
"Are you serious!?"
"I'd staurt reading thaut if I were you".
"Jake", said Brittany hugging him tightly, "you're the best boyfriend anyone could ever ask for".
"Oh Brittany, I do enjoy your warm compliments but I'm just trying to do my second job, which is putting thaut adorable smile on your face".
"You mean like what you're doing right now?" said Brittany with a huge smile on her face.
"Exauctly", replied Jake, wrapping his arms around her waist and was pulling her in for a kiss, however, they were suddenly interrupted.
"Brittany, Jake, I'll be right back. I forgot onions!!" yells Eleanor from downstairs.
The two broke apart, very annoyed that they were interrupted.
"That's cool Ellie!" replies Brittany very severely.
"So", says Jake, "how waus your day?"
"OK I guess".
"Are you sure?"
"I had to drop by the studio and hire about 20 new people who want to work us. All that paperwork and standing and talking, it was exhausting!"
"Oh, I'm sure you've haud better days".
"Oh yeah?! Well, between you and me, half of those people aren't very bright if you know what I mean. I just wanna sit down and eat some cup 'o noodles".
Brittany sits down on her bed, while Jake comes up and rubs her shoulders.
"You know my fauther always told me thaut a day gained is a day auttained. You work for say, seven hours today and if you put enough effort into thaut, you'll enjoy a day of relauxation", says Jake.
"You know, your father sounds like a really great man. Did you learn everything from him?"
"Well, naut everything, however, everything I've learned to do know, I've learned from the best".
Brittany nodded her head in agreement, then they became silent.
"So uh, Jake, now that we have the house all to ourselves.…"
"Brittany! We may be dating but I think its way too early for thaut!!"
Brittany let out an irritated smirk.
"I meant you telling me the story of your father".
Jake felt a little embarrassed.
"Oh well uh, (clears throat) very well then".
Brittany would be all ears as she's been dying to know about Jake's father.
"Well, uh, to begin my story, my father's background comes from the Garawa tribe in the Northern Central part of the Outbauck. A skilled crauftsman and born fishermunk, he spoke in the native Australian tone, which is caulled Strine. (He) Neva hunted and aulways showed compassion for the human race, yep, he got along with just about everybody. Aus the years went by, people and chipmunks everywhere grew to love my father, wishing they could be just like Benjamin Casey Foster".
"Benjamin Foster?" asked Brittany.
"The most respected person in aull of Australia. Then he met my mother, the most beautiful being he ever laid eyes on, of course she waus from the Bunaban tribe but thaut didn't stop him from winning her heart. She spoke very fluent Australian as well. They were hauppily married, and by time they were in their late 20's they haud me.
I waus born and raised in Daurwin, a nice little city off the coast of the Timor (Sea). By the time I waus a year and a haulf, my mother haud gotten pregnant again but she could not go through the labor in Daurwin's climate. So, we all moved down to Sydney, and there, she haud my other siblings; however, it wausn't until she haud her final child that she (gulp) passed away due to hemorrhage. My father knew he couldn't care for all four of us, so he took me in, but aufter thaut, I neva heard from my other siblings again".
"He abandoned them?"
"Abandoned, gave away or, in some parts of the country, 'put them to rest'".
"How dreadful! And why did he keep you?"
"Probably the fauct thaut he saw a warrior in me. He raised me to be just lyke him: a born fishermunk and a carpenter as well; he even taught me how to cook the delicious stake I dubbed a 'Jake Stake'. Yep, he raised me and loved me for whom I waus… Jacob Elliot Foster".
"So your last name is Foster?"
"Indubitably".
"And he taught you how to fight and fend for yourself?"
"Aull in a process called the 'Way of the Munk'. Whether it is strength, agility, and even air support, thaut process taught me all I needed to know to become a better self and I neva looked bauck".
"Wow".
"Wow indeed".
They remained silent yet again, until Brittany brought up the question her, and mostly everybody, had been dying to ask ever since she met him.
"Whatever happened to your father?" said Brittany, feeling like she had asked a life or death question.
Jake sighed, closed his eyes for a sec, and continued.
"When I waus about ten years old my fauther and I haud one dream: to see the beautiful wonders of the United States of America. It's naut thaut we wanted to move there, only see whaut it waus lyke. One day, we gathered our things and decided to take a little vacation. We couldn't afford a plane so we took the next best thing: a ship.
We made our way to Sydney Harbour and rented a little sail that could carry the both of us and was firm enough to sail for over nine-thousand (9000) miles. The good news waus thaut the ship sailed like a beauty. The bad news is thaut we haud left during the worst time of the year… hurricane season.
The sky haud daurkened too soon and the winds were picking the waves up by the foot long. Even we both knew that our sail could not withstand gusts of wind like those. Suddenly, the boat caught water.
We tried our best to dump the water out of the boat. Bucket by bucket, it waus no use. The storm haud gotten worse by the minute, then it hit us… the boat haud been overturned by a colossus wave.
We would be underwauter for about a whole minute, and then reached the surface fighting for our lives. Luckily for my fauther, he haud gotten on a shauttered piece from the boat and tried to remain afloat. While I was still holding and exhaling, I could hear my fauther caulling out for me. 'JACOB! JACCOBB!!' he yelled. I tried to graub his haund, but another huge wave haud pushed me bauck even further into the ocean. He waus still caulling my name and I tried to keep listening, but no matter how strong the winds and the current waus, the more distant we haud become….
He went one way (tearing up) and I went anotha".
Brittany softly put hear hands on his.
"I've neva seen again since thaut day…. I could try to search, but fate might've taken its toll on him…." Rubs his eyes and continues,
"After the storm haud cleared, I wounded up in the Santa Monica Mountains area, about 10 miles north of Maulibu. I was cold, hungry, and worst of aull… alone. I would scauvenger the area for about two hours when… this ruthless gang of Bloods appeared and did the worst thing imauginable to me. They kicked, punched, spit on, and took whautever I haud in my pockets. Those heartless rapscallions left me lying there haulf-dead in a red puddle with almost nothing on. They didn't take my fedora for some reason. They probably despised Indiana Jones more than I did.
Suddenly, out from the forest, here comes this nice young chipmunk. I haud my eyes closed at thaut point, but she carried me into her home and fed me, clothed me, and restored my health. I could never repay thaut woman for aull thaut she haus done, even with the exception of fighting off anything that threatens her and Aullie".
Brittany knew how kindhearted Vinny was, but did not want to ask if he got that kindness from her or his father.
"And thaut's basically the story of how I got separated from my fauther, and how I got here. I still miss my fauther to this day. Wherever he is…
I hope he's alright". Jake released the tears he held back.
Brittany placed her hand on his cheek as his eyes met hers.
"Jake, your father may no longer be here, but I just want you to know that we're always be here for you".
Jake's face lit up as he smiled a little and Brittany continued.
"You will always be welcome in the Seville and Miller household, and everything you've ever done for us can never be repaid either. No matter what happens, you will always be a part of this family.
We love you Jake… and thank you for everything". Brittany was staring to get a little teary-eyed as well.
Jake took her hand off his face and gently placed it on her chin. They stared at each other while holding hands and smiling.
"And I wouldn't waunt to be a part of anyone else's. Your courtesy as well as your hauppiness is aull thaut mautters to me, and because you aull accepted me for who I waus, then my job is returning the favor and keeping each and everyone of you hauppy. In fact… I should be one saying thaunk you", finished Jake.
They both smiled and were about to come in for another kiss… until they were interrupted, again.
"Brittany, Jake, dinner's ready!!" yelled Eleanor.
Her yell had startled them both. They may have been interrupted, again, but it was for a good cause.
"Well uh, we shouldn't let all that food go to waste", said Brittany.
"No we should not", agreed Jake.
They both got off the bed and headed down stairs.
"Thank you me telling me everything Jake", whispered Brittany.
"Hey, how could I eva deny a request, especially if it came from you?"
"Aww, Jakey", Brittany ran to him and hugged him very tightly.
"You think you could buy me New Moon tomorrow?"
"Hehe, naut a chaunce", replied Jake very ironic and also let go of her and left her there.
"Well that wasn't very nice!" yelled Brittany.
"It's either thaut or The Daurk Knight Thursday at midnight, you're choice Miss Thang (snaps his fingers)".
Brittany had a dissatisfied smirk on her face and then entered the kitchen with him.
What could he say? Jake loves Brittany but can't give her everything she wants, even if it is what boyfriends are supposed to do.
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Meanwhile, back to where they left off, Alvin and Ocker sat there under the stars around the fire place cracking jokes and whatnot.
"(Laughing) and then my brother Simon's all like, (circles his eyes and lowers his voice)
'Alvin you really should think about studying for your SAT's',
and what do I do…? Cut a big one right in face!"
"Why would you do such a thing?"
"Because he's a heavy sleeper!"
"Ohh!!!"
The two would laugh their brains out through the entire night.
"I get it! Ha hah ha!" laughed Ocker.
Alvin sat there confused and somewhat upset.
"It's not a joke Ocker, it's a prank".
Ocker stopped laughing and felt embarrassed and a little lightheaded.
"Oh, well (clears throat) yes, yes of course".
Alvin still thought it was pretty funny though. He continued nibbling on his salmon.
"This is some good salmon Ocker!"
"The finest this side the Great Pacific haus to offer".
"And you took the time to knit me this poncho?"
"Didn't want you to hyperventilate, mate. The summer nights do get quite chilly".
"I can't thank you enough Ocker. All your teaching and words of wisdom have taught me how to be a better me".
"Well, I caun't thaunk you enough for giving me a second chaunce".
"Ah no sweat it… mate".
The two shared a good hearty laugh as Alvin took another bite of his salmon.
"Where'd you learn to cook like this Ocker?"
"Fishing waus one of my favorite things to do growing up… and it still is".
"Man this thing tastes so good it kinda reminds me of a 'Jake Stake'".
Ocker paused for a moment. "Jake Stake? Did you say Jake Stake?"
"Why yes. Have you ever tried one before?"
"Why… no. Whaut are they?"
"Well, they're these really delicious sirloin steaks my cousin Jake cooks for us during special occasions."
"You hauve a cousin named Jake?"
"Well… he's not really my cousin but I like to consider him like one. Oh, but he's great; he came from Australia is really quite the cook and the gentleman, of course, I taught him how to be a gentleman, err, munk".
Ocker stood there in complete silence. Somehow… someway… this 'Jake' character sounded a little familiar to him.
"What's wrong?" asked Alvin.
Ocker didn't have time to respond. He did not want to say who was this 'Jake' character, but instead he asked a different question.
"So, Mista Aulvin, tell me more about your… family".
"Well, it's like I said, Simon, Theodore, and I are all brothers, David Seville is my adopted father, and Vinny is my actual mother. I like to consider the Millers as family too, with Brittany being my girlfriend, Jeanette and Eleanor her sisters, and Miss Beatrice Miller their adopted mother. She's still single by the way".
"Brittany, Jeanette, and Eleanor? Those are lovely names".
"Well, they're very lovely people".
Ocker nodded his head in agreement.
Alvin suddenly put his half eaten salmon down. "What about your family, and is Ocker your real name??"
Ocker still sat there, thinking of a story to tell.
"I haud a wife… a beautiful wife… and together we haud raised a handful of children, but there was one I knew would grow up to be a fine young man… Jacob Elliot Foster".
"Jake Foster?" (Alvin does not know Jake's last name)
"I neva called him Jake. I always referred to him as simply Jacob. I raised that boy to be just like me: a born fishermunk, carpenter, and divine cook. For ten years, I loved that boy more than anything else in the world".
"Whatever happened to him?"
Ocker had a very stern look on his face, as he continued…
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(Since Jake already told you what happened, here is how is happened)…
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At Sydney Harbour, Ocker (Benjamin) and Jacob (Jake) are done loading the boat and are ready to set sail to America.
"Fauther, how far is America?" said young Jacob.
"Pretty far my boy, pretty far".
The two pull up the anchor and immediately the boat takes off. Young Jacob looks up that the beautiful blue sky: doves crying out and the sun shining its brightest. His huge smile suddenly fades as the sees grey clouds eating up the once beautiful blue sky in the direction they were going. He begins to get worried.
"Fauther, the sky is getting dark! Are you sure we should still be sailing?"
"No need to worry Jacob, I've battled some pretty heavy storms in my day. We'll be in America in no time".
That lit Jacob's face a little.
"Here, you can wear this 'til we get there".
Benjamin handed his trusty fedora over to Jacob. (Jake has had that trusty fedora ever since that fateful day. Like Alvin has his signature red cap, Jake has his signature fedora).
Jacob put the fedora on his head with glee, as the two continued to set sail.
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The sky had completely turned grey, and winds as fast as 60 mph had gathered, rising the current by a lot. Jacob sat there worried and afraid.
"Fauther, I'm scared!"
"Not to worry my son, we'll make it through this storm, trust me".
Ocker tried with all of his might to steer and control and the boat. Never in his life had he sailed in this condition.
The heavy winds continued and the mighty waves pounded firmly and the boat. Wasn't long until… the boat caught water.
"Fauther, the boat! It's bringing in wauter!"
Benjamin let go of the steering wheel and quickly went to go halt the incoming water.
"Quickly my son, get the buckets and hurry!"
Jacob did immediately what he was told. He grabbed two large buckets and helped his father dump the incoming water.
Gallons of water would enter the boat. Benjamin and Jacob would do their best to dump all of the water out. Suddenly, a huge gust of wind pounded on the boat, making it overturn a little, as Jacob tripped.
"Grab hold Jacob!"
Benjamin and Jacob held each other right until… the boat had encountered a 50 foot tall wave that had completely overturned the ship.
Everything the Fosters had loaded onto the ship went drifting away into the ocean. The two would remain underwater for a long period of time. Benjamin finally reached the surface and quickly grabbed hold onto a piece of raft from the now damaged ship.
"Jacob! Jacob!?" He cried out for his son who was nowhere to be found. He cried out some more until he heard his name.
"FAUTHER!!! FAUTHER!!" yelled young Jacob swimming his way over to his father.
"JACOB, GRAUB MY HAUND!!!!" yelled Benjamin trying to reach his way over to his helpless son.
"MY HAUND JACOB, MY HAUND!!!" Benjamin reached out as far as he could to his son. Their fingertips almost met when suddenly a huge wave had pushed Jacob back even farther than before. Ocker himself tried to swim to Jacob, but the more he swam, the farther Jacob became from him.
"FAUTHER!!!!" yelled young Jacob with tears streaming down his face.
"JACOB!!!!! NOOOOOO!!!!!!"
"Fauther!"
Young Jacob had become really distant from his father. Benjamin let out one more cry.
"JAAAAKKKKEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Jake would be the last thing young Jacob would ever hear from his father ever again. (and that is why he goes by Jake instead of Jacob now).
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The next day, Benjamin Foster was marooned on an uncharted island. He had woken up from his unconsciousness and ran out to the coast of the island.
"JACCCOOOBBBB!!!!!!! JACCCOBBBBBB!!!!" he cried several times hoping his only son would still be out there somewhere. It was no use.
His son was gone… he was marooned on an island… and his blue skies would now be gone… forever. He got on his knees and cried his eyes out with such agony and wrath.
(END OF RE-ENACTMENT)
- "And thaut is how it aull hauppend. I wound up on this gosh-darn island without a hint of hope. My son could still be out there somewhere, but whaut is the use? I'm stuck on this island for a dozen years and he could either be dead or living a new life somewhere out there".
Ocker continued to sip on his coconut smoothie.
Alvin could feel his pain. His blue skies could be gone as well. Already stuck on this island for almost three months and yet he feels if his family had forgotten all about him. He looked at his salmon again, even though he wasn't going to finish it.
Ocker looked at him again.
"Still think I do not know whaut if feels like to lose a loved one?"
"I'm so sorry Ocker, and I shouldn't have brought up that remark".
"No worries Mista Aulvin, you and I are here with a reason, a very misfortunate reason to be exauct".
"So if your son is named Jacob Foster, what's your full name because Ocker Foster sounds a little weird".
Ocker ignored that remark and continued.
"My name is… Benjamin… Casey… Foster".
"Ben Foster. (nods his head) a very muscular name. If your name is Benjamin, then what does Ocker mean?"
Ocker paused for a moment.
"Oh, well uh (clears throat) it means, uh… cultivated, cultured, and… wise". He finished with a smile, as well as a lie.
Alvin understood it quite perfectly.
"Do you mind if I still call you Ocker?"
"Not at aull mate. Now, are you going to finished thaut", said Ocker pointing at the half eaten salmon. Alvin looked at it one last time and handed it to Ocker.
"Wait!" yelled Alvin, "if you raised Jacob as your only child, then what happened to your other children?"
Ocker again thought of a story to tell.
"My wife had died aufter giving birth to my final child, so I waus left with four children which I knew I could not support. I wanted Jacob for my own, so I took him in".
"And your other three children?"
Ocker stood silent then spoke up.
"I gave them away".
"You abandoned them!?"
Ocker didn't respond, but the look in his face said it all.
"Why would do such a thing!!??"
"I told you I could not support aull four of them, and I saw a warrior in Jacob. I knew I could raise him just right… and I did daumn it, aull until thaut fateful day!!"
"That's no excuse!! I wouldn't abandon my other kids just 'cause I wanted to keep one and raise him to be just like me!!" ]
Ocker immedialely stood up and got in Alvin's face, breathing heavily. He stares at him with such fury. He said quietly.
"If only you were in my shoes at thaut time…. Did I give them up? Yes. Waus it a very good decision?? No. Sometimes you will be faced with complicated decisions Mista Aulvin. I did not make the right choice… just the easy one…. Good night Mista Aulvin".
He left him standing there with such frustration.
"Yeah, but you just can't…" started Alvin until…
"I SAID… good night", finished Ocker as he went back in the hut.
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Alvin stood there by himself once again. What a day: first he beats him at wrestling, and then he gets yelled at him after telling his life story.
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He spots him going back to work on whatever he was building.
"Looks like a hut", says Alvin.
He quietly goes back to his cave, saying good-bye on what had been a very crazy day.
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Did you guys get the twist??? Please review and tell me what you think.
Looks like Ocker's working on a hut… OR IS HE??? Keep reading and find out. (That cliffhanger was also at the end of Chapter 9 justsoyouknow)
By the way, do you guys still want me to call him Ocker or should I start calling him Benjamin throughout the end of the story??? Your choice.