Authors Notes: Hey, hey, hey my little demons! Welcome back to Hell, where the evil is free, but the senility will cost you!
Anyway, here's chapter seven, dedicated to people with no sense of intelligence...You know who you are!
Chapter Seven: Embracing the True Animal Part 2.
"I don't care what you say; I let him win that time!"
"You did not Simon, Dave won fair and square!" Jeanette said with a giggle. She pulled him close in a hug.
It was Sunday and most of the chipmunks were all in the backyard again, catching up on homework. Alvin and Brittany were leaning against the tree trunk, having an awkward conversation as Alvin tried to pluck up the courage to ask her out. Theodore and Eleanor had a Science assignment to work on together, doing so up near the lush vegetable garden. Jeanette and Simon had obviously finished and were down in the lab, checking up on the reversal solution for Dave. It still had three and a half months until it was ready, so nobody was expecting things to go back to normal anytime soon.
Simon was still scoffing over a dominance match against Dave earlier that morning. The two were arguing over who was the smartest person to ever live out of Einstein or Edison (don't ask why are how that even started). To no one's surprise, the two males were tossing each other into the grass, everybody else ignoring the scene in front of them. Dave was a little weaker than Alvin, but he overpowered Simon quickly and efficiently.
"But he didn't even play to the rules!" Simon protested, making Jeanette roll her eyes as she let go of him and observed the solution a little closer. Scowling, Simon crossed his arms and huffed, "What he did to win was both immoral and annoying!"
"Would you just get over it?"
"No!'
Jeanette sighed heavily, "So he took your glasses while you guard was down! He was only playing to your weakness! Any good fighter always knows something about his challenger!"
"It's still not fair!" Simon was sounding like a little child. Jeanette sighed again, but smiled warmly as she slid out of her purple lab coat.
Jeanette walked back over to the still pouting Simon who was sliding out of his own blue lab coat. They tossed them on the floor next to them and Jeanette wrapped her arms around her counterparts neck, talking in a soft, sweet tone that she knew made Simon melt, "Aww, Come on Si-Si, don't be a grouch. You know that Dave's still mentally adjusting to his new form at the moment. His aggressive phrase will wear out in a week and by then hopefully he'll have accepted his new mindset by then."
There was a moment of silence as Jeanette rested her head on Simon's shoulder. His angered breathing had calmed down and he didn't sound as annoyed as he spoke. In fact, he sounded concerned, "I'm worried Jeanie. I have a feeling that he has no idea what's happening to him. He's been so distant with all of us since Friday and every time I look at him, he doesn't seem to be all there."
"I know Si. I've noticed it too," Jeanette replied, "Maybe all he needs is one of us to talk with him."
Simon nodded. He rested his head on Jeanette's and inhaled her delicious chocolate scent, murmuring in her ear, "I know. I'll do it right after lunch."
"Why after lunch?" asked Jeanette surprised. Simon answered by hugging her waist and nuzzling her neck. She giggled as she nuzzled him back, knowing exactly what was going to happen. They leapt off the work bench and Simon lifted her off her feet, bridle style, carrying her over to the decently sized bean bag. He placed her gently on her back, her light weight barely making an impact on the bean bag, before clambering over the top of her. He leaned down and sensually nuzzled her again, this time sending a chill down her spine. Jeanette moaned softly.
"Is he back?" she whispered breathlessly.
Simon caressed her curves, "Mon cher,vous êtes l'essencecomplètede la beauté.Montronsl'universpourquoi ilnous a réunisdans lesliens d'amouravec noscrisde la passion."
Simone was back...and not for the first time either...
Looks like Simon had found the perfect balance of his own mental problems...
(Bow chicka wow wow! Simone isn't fully gone after all! Just to let you know, this is the main Simonette storyline. But let me make this very clear, okay? Jeanette is NOT; notice the emphasis on 'not', going to be pregnant at any point of this story. They do get down and dirty, but that's to show just how close they actually are. No one knows that they are fully mates.)
Outside...
While the Smart Couple were giving each other a very intimate physical, Dave was gazing up at the clouds. He lay on a small hill in a paddock (or field for you American readers), just behind the back yard. Yet again, he was lost in thought. His eyes were glazed over as his tail slowly wound and unwound around his feet. It certainly was a beautiful day, not that the should-be human noticed.
As far as his confusing problem goes, Dave had gone a very adult thing and decided to let it run its course for the time being. Too many other things were happening with his kids to be worrying about his own piddly-ass problems. He was supposed to be a father and still wanted to be now, despite his reduced age. As far as he was concerned, he was still 34 and that was good enough for him.
There was no denying that he was definitely a fully fledged chipmunk. On Saturday morning, after he had taken a shower, he looked in the mirror and instead of cringing in horror, he had stuck his chest out, lashed his tail like a whip and said to himself, "Good morning, David, you sexy beast!"
Then he wandered if the chipmunk DNA that Simon put in that stupid solution had been Alvin's...
Aside from that disturbing thought (cough, cough), Dave found himself relishing in a whole new world of scents, sights and sounds; The SSS of the amazing world of rodents. Never has the scent of food smelled so enticing that you drool all over the table cloth, never have colours looked so bright and definitive that a rainbow looks inferior in perspective. Never before has the sound of Ryan crashing into a brick wall sounded so hilarious.
Dave had to admit, even after only 3 weeks, he had noticed just how cruel humans can be. When he watched the evening news, it made him sick to hear about murders and robberies and terrorism. How did they end up like this? What makes a humans mind tick with such a careless and selfish attitude to the world around them? They are awful, horrible creatures that only care about themselves and don't give a damn to what happens to nature around them.
Dave could see through all the pathetic human 'morals' and was seeing more than he cared to. It's no wonder humans don't care; they just don't see the world the way animals do. If only they could see it the way Dave could now. Everything was so much more profound and all nature gleamed in beautiful lush colours that even the world's best artist couldn't dream of. Everything human-made looks shabby and pointless when you're eleven inches tall. Perhaps, if humans could see in this aspect, they would be more considerate about the environment.
As these thoughts raced through Dave's head, he didn't notice the blonde furred chipmunk walk up behind his head. The chipmunk looked down at the zoned out chipmunk and prodded him with a toe. Dave yelped in surprise, jumping three feet in the air before landing on the ground like a startled cat. He growled menacingly, his mind still rushing at a million miles an hour, before registering the sight of a very frightened Theodore.
"Oh Theodore! Thank God, it's just you!" Dave panted. He straightened up and awkwardly retracted his claws, "Don't scare me like that, I was completely spaced out. What do you want?"
Still a little scared of his father's mood swings, Theodore stammered, "I-I just want t-to talk to you. That's all!"
Dave softened and immediately went into father-mode, "Well, of course we can talk! Here pull up a patch of grass." He sat back down and calmly gestured for Theodore to join him. Once sure that Dave had calmed down, Theodore sat across from him, pulling his knees up to his chest. He looked sheepish and was giving off guilty vibes. Curious as to why, Dave said softly, "You look like something is on your mind."
Theodore stared at his toes and nodded. He couldn't seem to look Dave in the eye. He sighed, "I'm sorry about Friday, Dave. It's my fault that you and Alvin have detention."
Dave was dumbfounded. He was apologising? Whatever for? "Theodore, why are you apologising for something that Ryan and his band of gorillas did to you?"
The young man sniffed and whispered sadly, "Because if I hadn't have been caught, you never would have had to attack them."
"Theo," Dave cried incredulously. He almost felt like shaking some sense into the boy, "You cannot blame yourself for my actions, okay? Alvin and I acted out like that of our own free will. Alvin's your big brother, who's been looking out for you since you were a baby. I'm your Dad; I would never let you suffer. We love you and will do anything for you, even if that means we get in trouble. Two weeks of detention is totally worth putting your safety first!"
Theodore looked up and met Dave's gaze. Dave's deep brown eyes were full of sympathy and amusement; Theodore couldn't help but match Dave's warm and adoring smile. "Do you mean it Dave?"
"Would I lie to you?" asked Dave confidently. Theodore pretended to think about it, making Dave bark with laughter. They were grinning now. Dave pulled Theodore into a headlock and gave him a noogie.
"You little rascal! You're becoming another Alvin, I swear to God!" Dave cried, pushing the green clad chipmunk over.
Theodore laughed with delight as the two started to play fight, this time with no aggression involved. Theodore was stronger than he looked, managing to pin down his a father a couple of times and tackling him without breaking a sweat. They messed around for an hour as it reached midday; both were panting with exhaustion and decided to head back to the house for lunch. But Theodore had a question.
"Hey, Dave?" inquired Theodore as they bypassed the vegetable patch, Dave looked at him. "If I was a human, do you think I could beat Ryan or Jeremy in a fight?
Dave chuckled and threw an arm around his shoulders, "Theodore, if you were a human, you'd scare the both of them just by looking at them!"
The rest of the clan was greeted by laughter as they gallivanted into the kitchen. Eleanor leaped off the table and joined her boyfriend, looking confused, but relieved that her Teddy was much happier then of recent. Alvin and Brittany smiled from the milkshake they were sharing with two straws. Perhaps Alvin had made a bit of progress with his nervousness. Jeanette and Simon were sitting together, looking worn out, but seemed to have erased any hints of what had happened earlier.
"You two seem happier. Yesterday, you were like a couple of zombies!" Alvin remarked. Brittany giggled and playfully hit him in the shoulder.
"Yeah, yeah, we know," Theodore sighed, "We were pretty down about Friday, but hey, and that's life isn't it?"
"It sure is!" Everyone chimed in union and laughed, "Crap happens! Deal with it and tunnel on!"
Being a Seville is the equivalent of life in prison; once you become one, you're stuck til the very end. This was crazy family with a crazy career that crazy things happened to. Crazy runs in your veins, in your mind and in your heart. Crazy is the essence of every conversation and adventure. Once you're use to it, you learn to keep marching on no matter what happens. Crazy is everything!
Feeling lighter than he had in days, Dave approached the rest of the day happily and lightly, unknowing of the danger soon to come..
A/N: Aw, hell nuh! The crazy chicks back! And the four-eyed jerk is back with him!
Tell me what you think and answer this for me; if Dave was to fall in love in this story would you rather:
Vinny came along and he fell for her.
He starts falling for Brittany and competes against Alvin for her affections.
Or C) I create a Chipette just for him and he falls for her.