I'm patting myself on the back real hard for this one. You'll see why as soon as you've read it.

I apologize for Alvin's wordiness, but in my defense he drops giant vocab words all the time in the series. ALL. THE. TIME.

Anyway, my headcanon for why he's so wordy on the show is that one time while he was grounded he entertained himself by reading the dictionary and a lot of it stuck without him fully realizing it.

Hope this is as entertaining for you to read as it's been for me to write.

Alvin's POV

"Alright, Theodore." I quietly spoke, even though there was no one around to catch us. "Commence operation: Extraterrestrial Expulsion."

He blinked at me as we stood in the hallway of the school, watching the laser beams move in a criss cross pattern across the floor. Break a beam, and we'd be caught. It was risky business!

"What word's tripping you up?" I inquired.

He sighed. "All of them except operation."

"Okay okay…" How to say it without sounding like a scholarly lad. "Start…uh….operation:….get that alien out of here!"

"Gotcha. Phew." He prepared himself for dancing through the lasers to reach the button that turns them off. "I'm ready!"

"Go go go! Hurry!" I said, looking at the time on my watch. 4:00am. We only had three hours before school started. I had wanted to leave home sooner, but I must have actually drifted to sleep while I pretended to sleep. Oops.

Theodore boogied his way through the lasers and I watched the pattern of the sweeping laser grid. Back, forth, side to side. I wonder if I could calculate how fast they were moving. Did laser beams have mass? Urgh! No! Focus! FOCUS!

My brother turned the beams off on the control panel and I slid across the polished floor to meet him. There was less friction here than on the floors at home. I felt like I was ice skating.

"Ohoho! Nice work, bro!" I high fived him with the hand that wasn't holding the duct tape launcher.

"Now what?" He asked.

"Now, I'm going to use this to trigger the mechanism on the door." I pulled down one of the bobby pins that kept my cap from falling off should I hang upside down.

"Can you cut it out with the smart talk?" Theo folded his arms.

I shook my head. "Sadly, no. I have attempted to hide it for two days and my self control regarding it has diminished."

"Alvinnn." He groaned.

"How do you think I feel about it?" I muttered. "All I wanted was psychic powers and now I'm practically Alvin Einstein for real!" I unlocked the door and re-attached the bobby pin to my cap.

"You do….want to go back to normal, don't you?" My baby bro whimpered as we entered the room. "If you can?"

IF I can. IF. Right. There was a possibility what had happened to me wasn't reversible. I didn't want to consider that, so I ignored the thought.

"Absolutely. Positively." I smiled at him, hoping to reassure him…and me…that everything would be okay.

"Where should we put the duct tape launcher?" Theodore looked around the empty classroom.

"Hmmm. I think we should put it…" I ran over to a spot close to the door. "Right here. That way, all he's gotta do is take one step inside and BAM! Captured! Ensnared! Trapped!"

"Like Spiderman catches bad guys!" Theo clapped his hands.

"Precisely!" Gosh, I sounded so much like Simon it terrified me. "Although he utilizes webs from his hands while all we have is this device."

Teachers had always been telling me to be more like Simon my whole life. To actually be like him now felt like a slap in the face to everything I stood for. This BETTER wear off.

Before I had time to think about that more, the window of the room started to slide open.

"Oh nooo." Theo hugged me in terror. "He's found us…and he's gonna….gonna…"

"Fry your brain too." I whispered.

"I hope not!" Theo cried. "I like my brains unfried!"

Then, the mysterious figure at the window climbed inside. He was a lot smaller than Dr. Wilson. Unless Dr. W was a size shifting alien. That's always a possibility.

"What are you guys doing!?" Wait a sec! He sounded like….Simon?

I turned my phone screen all the way up to full brightness and shined it at the intruder. "Simon!"

He came closer and crossed his arms. "I got a ping alert that someone had taken my net launcher outside of the house." He looked directly at me. "I wonder who the culprit is." His sarcasm made me pretty sure that he did not, in fact, wonder.

"We're trying to catch the alien." Theo piped up.

"Yeah. I'm well aware." He grumbled. "Where's my invention?" He asked, not seeing the small net launcher in the dark.

I feigned stupidly, which was brutal for me now. "I don't have your net launcher thingie."

"Yes you do." He was at the end of his patience, not that he had much. "Where is it?"

Theo pointed to the invention we had put on a shelf facing the door. "We're using it as a trap. Shhhh." He held a finger to his lips.

"No, you aren't." He growled. "Give it back and let's get out of here before we get in trouble!"

"I'm afraid I can't do that, Si. I'm totally right about the alien this time. Now, you have two choices." I poked his nose with my finger. "You can either hang with us and watch your genius invention capture this extraterrestrial beast. Orrrr, you can go home and Theo and I will get all the praise for proving once and for all that The Truth Is Out There!" I quoted my favorite show X Files.

Simon clenched his jaw and looked at Theo's excited face, then back to my confident and slightly freaked out face. His shoulders slumped. "I'm too tired for this." He admitted, joining Theo and I as we found a hiding spot.

"Trust him, Simon." Theo said encouragingly.

Simon sighed. "I'm only staying here to watch you make a fool of yourself." He said bitterly.

Ohoho! Little did he realize it was he who would be the fool! The trap was set! Now all we had to do was wait until Dr. Wilson showed up!

I must have still been tired, because I drifted off to sleep. I woke up to the sound of the launcher being activated. My eyes flew open and I nudged Simon and Theo awake from our spot under the desk.

The duct tape net launched at Dr. Wilson as he opened the door. He jumped forward and it missed him, sticking a web of duct tape to the wall. Oh no! There went our shot! We were all goners now!

To my surprise, my physics teacher burst out laughing. "Good one, you guys. Impressive work on the concept. Execution is just a tad sloppy." He closed the door and walked around the classroom. We were TRAPPED! "You can come out now, merry pranksters." He said calmly. "I don't bite."

Yeah! Sure! Like I believed that! He was acting weird and MUCH too friendly.

"Come on, kids. You're going to have to help me get the duct tape off the wall." He crouched down and spotted us under the desk. "Alvin?" His eyes widened at the sight of me.

I was suddenly filled with a surge of adrenaline. "You'll never take us alive, alien scum!" I ran out from under the desk and charged at Dr. Wilson. I dunno what I planned to do. I was a one and a half foot tall chipmunk and he towered over me like a skyscraper. I didn't stand a chance.

"Alvin, be careful!" Simon shouted.

"Ah, so that's what this is about." Dr. Wilson picked me up and sat me back on the ground, getting up on his desk. "I suppose I should explain."

Theo and Simon crept out from under the desks to stand next to me.

"Phew. Okay." Simon looked shaken up. "Tell my brother you aren't an alien and we can all get out of here."

"I can't do that." My teacher said with a twinkle in his eye.

My genius bro's face was white as a sheet. "W…Why not?"

He grinned. "Because I actually AM an alien." He revealed. Aha! Just as I suspected! Oh crap!

"YOU'RE WHAT!?" My brothers and I were scared spitless!

I knew my time had come. I had to use my enhanced brainpower to outsmart this guy and free us all. Alvin Seville to the rescue! "Boys, stay behind me!" I ordered as I pushed up my sleeves. "I'll take this guy down!"

Dr. Wilson ran behind his desk. Man, for a super advanced species, he sure was a fraidy cat. "Stop! Stop! Okay, I can see my joke didn't land. Let me explain for real…"

"So you aren't an alien?" Theodore scratched his head.

"No, I am, technically." The man said.

I pointed my finger at him. "And you want to kidnap kids and take them into outer space with you!?" I accused.

He smiled sheepishly. "No! Not at all!" Then he explained in a way we could all understand. "I'm the undocumented immigrant kind of alien. Not the outer space kind. Although, I do think outer space is quite fascinating and I like to study it."

I felt like a genius and a fool at the same time. "What?"

"But I'm applying for my US citizenship soon, so I won't be an illegal alien anymore." He put his finger to his lips. "Shhhh! Don't tell a soul, okay boys?"

We nodded.

"Ohhhh." I chuckled nervously. "See? I was half right!" I told Simon.

He glared at me from behind his round glasses. "You weren't right at ALL."

"Was so!" I argued, unwilling to admit defeat.

Simon shook his head. "No, you thought he was going to dissect your brain!"

Dr. Wilson laughed some more. "That's very out of my area of expertise."

Theo, being much more interested in other places on earth than me, decided to strike up a conversation with my teacher. "So what country are you from?"

"Greece." Oh! Hey! I knew where that was!

"No way!" I found myself in the idle chat too. "I performed in Greece once….a really really long time ago."

Simon yawned. "So will the two of you finally put that alien business to rest?" He asked.

Theo and I exchanged glances. "Yeah…we will." We said. I could tell Theo was thinking the same thing I was. If my brain hadn't been boosted by alien tech, what had actually happened to me?

We all chatted a bit longer with my kooky teacher while we peeled away the duct tape. I really was having fun with him. He was an extremely cool guy.

Then, Simon had to go hang out and de-stress himself in the library and Theo wanted to go get breakfast in the cafeteria, since he was here early. I also found out Simon had texted Dave to tell him EVERYTHING and I was totally grounded. Typical.

With just me and my non-space alien teacher left in the room, I could finally ask him the hard hitting questions I was dying to know.

"What did you do to me? Why do I know all this stuff now?" I had tears in my eyes. "I hate science. I'm supposed to hate science. And somehow you brainwashed me."

"All I did was give you the information in a way that was easy to comprehend." He explained. "I didn't need a fancy gadget to change the way you think. The ability to learn was inside you all along." He looked sympathetic. "I take it this is the first time you've ever really enjoyed a subject. What you've been experiencing, Alvin, plain and simple, is what learning FEELS like."

"No way." I blinked. "So this is what kids who manage to pass classes feel like?"

"On a very intensified scale, yes." He decided I still wasn't getting it. So he kept talking. "You're a very selective learner. If a subject doesn't immediately grab your attention, you think it isn't worth your time. But, if something does speak to you, you give it 100% effort. In simple terminology, I made physics one of those things, by connecting it to other things that I know kids love. That's my teaching style."

"That….actually makes sense." This guy knew me too well. I was a little creeped. I still liked him because it was clear he liked me and thought I had potential, but I was very unsettled.

"So, if we're using brain frying as an analogy for being enlightened here. You have essentially fried your own brain." He finished. "And yes, I have read that book too." Another wink. Wait! He read the my Teacher Is An Alien series!? Cool! Something else fun to talk with him about!

"I fried my own brain?" I repeated in disbelief.

He nodded. "Yes. Very much so."

"Great. Cool." I scrunched up my nose. "How do I un-fry it?"

Now it was his turn to look confused. "...You can't."

THAT'S WHAT I WAS AFRAID OF! I couldn't go on like this the rest of my life! It might be a cool party trick, but this wasn't an Alvin-y thing to be into. "But I have to!"

He frowned and stood up from his desk. "It's not easy to unlearn something you enjoyed learning."

"You underestimate me, dude." I replied. "I've been unlearning lessons my entire life. I forgot physics before. I can forget it again." I meant that! I was gonna un-fry my brain! As soon as I learned how. There's gotta be a way!

"Theoretically, perhaps. If you wanted to." He smirked at me. "But you don't WANT to, do you, Alvin?"

"You bet I...d...d...don't?" I meant to say Do! What was wrong with me? "Urgh! Stop messing with my head! Look, great talkin' with ya, but I need some fresh air!" And I vowed not to think about the physics of air and wind resistance. Drat!

He opened the door and led me out into the hall. "Very well. I will still be seeing you after school today, won't I?" He seemed sad that I wanted to forget about liking science.

I forced a smile to make him less sad. "Wouldn't miss it for the world." And there was truth to that statement.

After another crazy school day and another dose of my new physics addiction, (which still felt very artificial to me) I returned home. What my new teacher had explained was starting to become clearer the more I thought about it. Could I be actually and WILLINGLY interested in physics now? Was it just part of who I was? The weird feelings in my head were just my synapses tingling at the thought of studying something that APPEALED to me?

Reading glasses on again, I grabbed the physics for dummies book and flipped through it. I wanted to test something. And sure enough, there it was again! Those same feelings! I LIKED learning. I LIKED science. I needed to come to terms with it. How was I ever going to come to terms with it?

Zap! Idea! I could sing my feelings! That would help me! I was sure of it! And I knew the perfect 80s song to use! REO Speedwagon, baby! Speed equals distance over time!

Music app: on. Music: playing. Me: singing along. I was still wearing the glasses and I didn't care. I danced around my room, soulfully belting out notes while simultaneously thinking about the physics concepts that allowed me to hit those notes. I was having the time of my life!

"I can't fight this feeling any longer

And yet I'm still afraid to let it flow

What started out as friendship has grown stronger

I only wish I had the strength to let it show

I tell myself that I can't hold out forever

I said there is no reason for my fear

'Cause I feel so secure when we're together

You give my life direction, you make everything so clear

And even as I wander, I'm keeping you in sight

You're a candle in the window on a cold, dark winter's night

And I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might

And I can't fight this feeling anymore

I've forgotten what I started fighting for

It's time to bring this ship into the shore

And throw away the oars, forever

'Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore

I've forgotten what I started fighting for

And if I have to crawl upon the floor, come crashing through your door

Baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore

My life has been such a whirlwind since I saw you

I've been running 'round in circles in my mind

And it always seems that I'm following you, oh

'Cause you take me to the places that alone I'd never find

And even as I wander, I'm keeping you in sight

You're a candle in the window on a cold, dark winter's night

And I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might

And I can't fight this feeling anymore

I've forgotten what I started fighting for

It's time to bring this ship into the shore

And throw away the oars, forever

'Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore

I've forgotten what I started fighting for

And if I have to crawl upon the floor, come crashing through your door

Baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore!"

No, I couldn't fight it. I had run out of strength to fight it. I liked, no LOVED, physics. And I couldn't just keep it a secret from everyone! Telling Theo was such a weight off me! I had to tell someone else! But who? Not Britt! She would go BALLISTIC! Not Simon, he would say "I told you so." Not Dave, nooo, Dave would suddenly expect me to be a straight A student or something. Eleanor? Somehow I doubt she'd care. Kevin? Nah. He'd think I'd been infected by an alien for sure, especially after the phone call from yesterday. I guess I didn't have anyone else to tell. Nope. Nobody. What a shame.

Anyway, that's when Dave and my brothers walked into the room. They'd overheard the whole song. Wha oh. How could I explain this?

Nevermind. They explained it for me. "I take it you're singing about that girl whose name we still don't know." Simon remarked, leaning against the doorframe.

"Oh yeah." I forced a smile that felt dorky as I stood on my bed. "It was about her."

"It sounded great, Alvin." Dave complimented me. "So when are we going to meet this girl?"

"I dunno." I shrugged, trying to seem nonchalant. "I probably should learn her name first. But I'm not even sure she likes me."

"Don't come on too strong." Theodore advised. "Girls don't like it when you do that." Ha! Yeah! I was aware.

I noticed the Physics For Dummies book still on the bed. Distracting my family with more small talk, I used my foot to shove it under my pillow discreetly. "Thanks, Theo. Great advice."

"And if she doesn't like you back, then it wasn't meant to be." Dave reminded me. "But that doesn't make you unlovable."

I rolled my eyes. "I know." If ya think that, dad, maybe stop treating me like I'm unlovable. Because that's how your parenting makes me feel….most of the time.

Suddenly, I got another idea. Talking about this fake girl I made up made me realize there was a real girl who I could share my woes with. Jeanette! Now if only they'd leave me alone so I could get to the treehouse.

"Dave, I think we're bothering him." THEO, YOU SAVIOR! "He probably just wants to rest. It was a long day."

"Ah, okay. Get some rest." Dave tucked me into bed. "Oh, and Alvin…"

"Yes, Dave?" I asked, trying to look like an innocent kid.

He frowned sternly. "No more wild alien stories."

"Sorry about that. Again." I closed my eyes and hoped they'd all leave the room.

Success! Once they were gone, I hid the physics book in my nightstand and then ziplined across to the Chipettes bedroom. Fingers crossed that only Jeanette was there. Otherwise, I was gonna have to figure out how to get her alone.

Fortuitous occurrence! She was alone! Her sisters were downstairs watching a horror movie.

"Hi, Alvin." She greeted me shyly.

I plopped onto Britt's bed on my stomach. "Hey, Jeanette. Can we talk?"

Her head gave the tiniest and most adorable of nods. "I think so. I have a bit of time. What's on your mind?"

"Ha!" I rolled over onto my back to stare at the ceiling. "The better question is what ISN'T on my mind?" I still wasn't used to thinking about how connected everything is to my new academic subject crush.

"I'm confused." She came over to lay next to me.

"So, uh, I'm just gonna rip off the bandaid immediately before I change my mind." I took a deep breath. "I I…I like science now. Mostly physics. No, wait, like isn't a strong enough word." How do I tell her? Okay, starting over. "Ya see, I bought a physics book online. Not for school or anything, just cuz I wanted to. I'm obsessed with it. Every little bit I learn makes me want to learn even more."

She sat up. "That's wonderful, Alvin!" Her eyes gleamed.

"NO IT'S NOT! It's HORRIBLE!" I sat up too.

She tilted her head. "Huh? Why?"

I got up from the bed and started to pace and swing my arms about. "Because I'm getting SMARTER, Jeanette. A lot smarter. Scary smart, you know, dare I say it, almost Simon level smart."

"And you think that's a bad thing?" She sounded surprised. How was this a surprise? Anyone who knows me could anticipate this.

"Well, it's certainly not good!" I fumed. "If anyone finds out, life as I know it is OVER!"

She facepalmed. "I thought you wanted to unlock your full potential. Those were your exact words."

"I DIDN'T THINK I HAD THIS MUCH POTENTIAL! I hate it! I want my old brain back. Please….please tell me there's a way to….I dunno….delete all this physics stuff from my head! Dr. Wilson says there's no way, but there's gotta be SOMETHING!" I was loud, but not loud enough that the Chipettes downstairs would overhear.

"Alvin, it's okay to be smarter. Learning new things is part of life. You're just growing up a bit, maturing." She fidgeted with the bow hanging down from her bun.

I covered my ears. Wow! Telling someone had pushed me back into denial mode. "La la la la! No I'm not! I'm being controlled by someone or something. I don't know what….but I am going to get to the bottom of it."

"You are acting ridiculous." She told me bluntly. "If you want my opinion, a fascination with physics is the least of your problems. You really should work on that paranoia."

Snap out of it! "I know. I know." I frowned, and then smiled. "You were right, by the way. The universe really has way more beauty than I gave it credit for."

She hugged me. "It does! Oh my gosh! And there's so much more to learn outside of physics too!"

I hugged her and then took a step back. "Whoah, whoah. Not too much, not too fast." And don't tell anyone about this! Please! Please! If they find out I'm turning into a total nerd, they're gonna pick on me….and hate me…..worse than they did when I got glasses." Derek and his goons would clobber me. My chance of ever being popular again would be SUNK.

"Your secret is safe with me." The Chipette in purple sighed. "But you won't be able to hide it forever."

"Watch me!" I challenged. "And thanks."

"You're welcome." She squeaked. "Is that all you need?"

I nodded. "Uh huh. Now, I'm going to google ways to prevent nerdiness." I told her. "I'll let you know what I find out, you know, in case you get tired of being a brainiac someday." And with that, I was out the window, but not before she facepalmed again. She just didn't understand how much I needed this to stay between me, her, and Theo.

The next day, I decided I needed practice controlling my expanding intellectual tangents. In other words, I needed to turn the physics stuff down. Not off, because that wasn't possible…and I accepted that. But most people didn't think about physics every waking minute, so there MUST be a way to combat the urge.

I decided to join Britt for a game of tennis. Eleanor was coaching us. I wanted to train myself to focus on the game itself and let the physics in my head take a backseat for a while. It felt like it would work, but it was not going as well as I wanted it to.

"Fifteen, love." Eleanor announced. That meant Britt's ball had landed on the ground within bounds on my side of our mini tennis court in the backyard.

"Haha! Yes!" Brittany boasted. "Your serve, Seville."

I served the ball to her. She hit it back and I was about to connect my racket with the ball when SUDDENLY, well, you get the idea.

"When two moving bodies collide, like the racket and ball, a certain quantity of kinetic energy is released. It is determined by their mass and speed. The ball dissipates around 45% of its elastic energy when it collides with the strings." Nohoho! Because of the sudden brain blast, I missed the swing.

"30, love." Came Eleanor's irritating voice. This being tennis. Love meant 0. A big fat goose egg.

Physics wasn't making me better at sports as I predicted. It was making me WORSE! Focus! Concentrate! I'll have plenty of time to geek out after I wipe the floor with Britt's stupid face.

"Off your game today, Alvin?" She taunted.

"I'm just warming up." I retorted.

Breathe. Focus. I locked my eyes onto the ball as Britt served it toward me. "Don't think, feel. Let your reflexes do their thing." I murmured out loud.

WHACK! The racket actually connected with the ball and sent it soaring over the net and….right into Brittany's head. Oops.

"Owwww!" Brittany wailed. "You did that on purpose!"

Eleanor laughed so hard she fell off the chair she'd been sitting on as she coached us. "Comedy gold." She looked at me and teased. "At least it went over the net that time."

"I'll get you some ice." I said to Brittany. "And it was an accident, I swear."

"30 to 15." Eleanor said, when we were both ready to start again.

Brittany had a cold pack taped to her forehead. "If I wind up with a giant welt on my head, I'm going to kill you." The Chipette in pink threatened.

I didn't answer her. I turned half my brain off. I was going to prove I was still good at sports. I had to prove it to myself…in order to feel like me.

SMACK! WHACK! SMACK! WHACK! Britt and I hit the ball back and forth over the net, running around and preventing the ball from hitting the ground. OHOHO! I WAS BACK, BABY!

Eventually, Britt missed and the ball landed behind her.

"30-30! Next point wins!" Eleanor shouted.

"You're going down." Brittany faced me with a determined expression.

I matched it and smirked in a cocky way. "That's what you think!"

WHACK! SMACK! WHACK! SMACK! WHACK!

"Force equals mass times acceleration." GET OUT! NOT NOW!

I gave the ball another powerful smack and Brittany raced to intercept it. She was….too slow! I WON!

"40 points for Alvin! We have a winner!" Eleanor congratulated me.

"This is so not fair!" Brittany threw her racket down and stomped her foot.

I twirled my racket in my hands. "Wanna play again?" I was thrilled my sports ability wasn't totally screwed up forever.

"Yes." Brittany clenched her teeth and we both took our stances.

Yeah, my week had been something I never expected. I had a lot to process and come to terms with. Jeanette was correct. I couldn't keep making excuses and hiding this new me forever. Someday, I would have to face my fear and reveal it to everyone.

But first I would have to continue to practice controlling the thoughts and using them to my advantage. I couldn't let them overtake me. I wouldn't. I would continue to research and learn things too. Maybe I'd even dive into math more because I'd been doing so much of it in physics class.

Speaking of the physics class, I was gonna stay in there for the long haul. No transferring out. Because it was one of the best experiences of my life. I could admit that to myself now with sincerity. I didn't know exactly what would follow all this, but that song about aliens sure was right about something.

I KNOW I'LL NEVER BE THE SAME.

And there we go! The story of how Alvin came to appreciate the power of physics!

This holds the record for fastest fanfic story ever written. 4 entire chapters in 2 days. I've been in my room working on this with small breaks to, you know, eat, sleep, walk around.

My mom's been working on a quilt in the basement this whole time.

Now that this story has wrapped up, what do you think is next for Alvin? And how did you like the way I pulled off the twist ending?

GOSH I WISH THE SHOW WAS WRITTEN MORE LIKE THIS! It is a good show! Really, it is. I just think they could develop characters a lot better than they do.

I'm gonna take a break now, but eventually I will be back with story 3! In that one, Alvin's secret gets out! And no one knows exactly what to think of this new side of him.

Peace!