It's hero time! You're getting a short intro because all this was technically supposed to happen in the last chapter! Enjoy!

Alvin 2.0's POV

TIME TO SUIT UP! I was so ready to take on being a superhero! I'd been one a TON of times, you know, in my head. Training Simon and Britt wouldn't be easy, but I predicted things with Theo, Jeanette, and Eleanor would go much smoother.

The six of us were all gathered together in our basement, where Dave couldn't be privy to our mission. The Chipettes were already in their supergirls outfits that they designed years ago. They had on glittery sleeveless leotards and matching skirts in bright pink, medium purple, and bright aqua. Each girl had a belt with a shiny emblem on it. Britt's was a star, Eleanor's a heart, and Jeanette's a flower. They also had rocket booster boots that actually allowed them to fly! I was so jealous.

I was currently hiding behind a stack of boxes with my brothers as we got dressed in our supersuits. Theo's was teal-green with oven mitt gloves and a lighter green cape. Simon's was real dark blue with a purple cape and an S on the chest with electrons circling around it. Usually, the outfits had full face masks, but Theo and Simon had opted to wear matching eye masks instead. That way, they matched the girls more.

My outfit was a deep red color, with black details and a yellow and red lightning bolt on the chest. I loved this outfit to pieces! Wearing it made me feel so strong and powerful! Nothing could stop the dark shadow! Well, nothing except the fact that this STUPID suit refused to FIT PROPERLY! Simon and Theo finished getting dressed and joined the girls, leaving me struggling with my costume.

I tugged with all my might, but it was no use. The leotard thing wouldn't budge past mid thigh. There wasn't enough stretch. "AW COME ON!" I grumbled. "Don't tell me the washing machine shrunk this too!"

"Is there a problem, Alvin?" Brittany's voice snickered. She thought my pain was funny, as usual.

I tried to peel the suit off but now it was stuck on my thigh. I wound up hopping around because both my feet were encased in the suit and smushed together. "No!" I lied. "There's no problem. I can get it." I grabbed the suit and pulled it up again. RIIIIIIP! Drat! Okay, time to admit defeat. "On second thought, I think…I'm gonna need a new supersuit." I finally succeeded in wriggling out of the ripped outfit and balled it up in frustration.

"Gee, I wonder why." Eleanor sassed sarcastically.

Simon looked at me with that same worried face he'd been wearin' for days. He always made that face whenever I found out the washing machine shrunk something. This is the last time I wash my clothes myself. Clearly, I did it wrong!

"Isn't it obvious?" I asked, standing there in my underwear and trying to figure out how to go about getting a new suit.

Brittany smirked. "You mean you finally noticed?"

I slipped my regular clothes back on, zipping the cyan jacket up a little. My jeans were more comfortable than the super suit, but pretty tight in the seat area.

"That the washing machine has ruined all my clothes? Yeah. I've noticed! Who could miss it?" I complained. I had every right to complain.

She burst out laughing and then Simon sent her a signal that meant "Be quiet."

Eleanor looked like she wanted to laugh, but she was hiding it better than Britt. "Yeah, who could miss something staring them right in the face? Only Mr. Oblivious."

What was she talking about? Why were Jeanette's sisters making fun of me AGAIN. "Care to let me in on the joke?"

"I dunno." Brittany replied. "I don't think you can handle it."

"What is that supposed to mean!?" I threw my hands in the air.

She winked and then playfully slapped my shoulder. "Oh, you are so fun to mess with."

Jeanette raised her hand and then stepped forward to speak. Her outfit glittered magically under the fluorescent basement lights. "I'll help you make a new supersuit if you want."

"I'll take ya up on that offer." I responded with excitement. She got my mind off Brittany and I was thankful for that.

Simon adjusted his glasses. "Or, you know, maybe Alvin's suit ripping is a sign that this is a bad idea." He said, sounding nervous.

I gave him a playful shove to loosen him up. "Nah, it's not. I think it's a sign Alvin 2.0 needs a revamped hero look anyway."

"Must we start with the 2.0 thing again?" Brittany grumbled.

Theodore shrugged. "It's his name."

The pink clad diva rolled her eyes. "No his name is just Alvin."

"Says the girl who has a hard time CALLING me Alvin." I muttered angrily.

Eleanor loudly made her presence known. "HEY! If we're updating our looks, I wanna switch belts with Brittany."

"But your belt is green." Brittany HATES that color. I wonder why. I mean, ya can't just hate something for no reason, right?

"It's teal." Her littlest sister said.

Brittany folded her arms. "Still a shade of green."

Eleanor unclipped the heart emblem from her belt. "Whatever. I just want the star. Okay?"

"Oh, that I can do." The strawberry blonde beauty unclipped the star from her belt and exchanged it for the heart one. She really loves hearts. "This fits me better anyway."

"And I was born to be A STAR!" Eleanor quipped, pointing at her new belt decal. Then, she was back to business-mode. "So where we makin' Alvin's new suit? Here or in the treehouse?"

I knew Dave couldn't fit in the treehouse, so this was a no brainer. "Treehouse, obviously."

It didn't take us long to get set up in the treehouse. I let my imagination run wild and drew up a new supersuit. I made it contain elements from each of their looks, while also being totally unique to me. I started with a red glitter leotard with short T-shirt style sleeves, then I added a cyan glitter shirt to wear underneath the leotard. After that, I drew matching cyan boots and added a letter A to my chest with electrons around it. I was purposely copying Simon's logo to annoy him, and because I knew there was no use trying to deny my similarities to Simon anymore.

"It's still missing something." I murmured to myself.

Jeanette sat beside me on the couch and pressed a finger to her lip. "What if you added a cape?"

"Capes are dangerous according to, the most famous supersuit designer, Edna Mode." I rambled. "And I'm dangerous enough just existing." I joked.

She wasn't sure what I was talking about, but she tried her best to keep up with my funny movie references. "Um…well…"

I decided to feed her better info. "Capes can get snagged on stuff. I'm really surprised Simon's got one. Though, knowing him, it's probably got a backup plan if he gets it caught on stuff."

"Maybe you could add a belt instead?" Jeanette nibbled the eraser on her pencil.

I smiled lovingly, but not like IN LOVINGLY, I swear. "Consider it done. I think I'll make the belt…yellow, no! GOLD!."

"That's an eyesore." Brittany came by to put in her comments on my masterpiece. "Keep the red, and the A, lose the neon blue and replace it with black."

I pouted. "No." I told her. "The cyan is like my favorite part!"

"It clashes." She moaned. "And it draws attention away from us and onto you."

I chuckled. "I'm gonna do that no matter what I'm wearing." I said with a smile.

"He's not wrong." Eleanor cut in. She took my doodle from me. "This the final design?"

"I think so." Suddenly, another idea flashed through me like lightning. "Wait, I just remembered one more thing!"

She handed the drawing back. "Be quick, okay? The longer it takes to make this, the less time we have to kick butt."

"I know." I squeaked. I began to draw in my final addition. A sparkly rainbow cape, which I used Jeanette's glitter gel pens to bring to life.

Jeanette looked adorably confused. Her midnight eyes were deep pools of uncertainty as she tried to understand my sudden change of mind. "I thought you said no capes."

"Oh, I added these gold shoulder-pads to attach it instead of tying it 'round my neck. This way, if I get it caught on something, it'll detach and I'll remain unharmed." I grinned. "As you can see, there's no end to my genius."

Brittany groaned. "Eleanor, are you sure we have to wait to kick butt? Because I see a giant butt I could kick right now." She quipped. Obviously, she meant me. My butt wasn't even that big. Was it? Eh, can't worry about that now. Too focused on my amazing design.

"Brittany, quit it." Jeanette said softly. "And Alvin, ease up on the bragging, just a touch. Please." She folded her hands. Gosh she was cute!

I chuckled nervously. "Shall do."

And with that, the suit began to come together. Theo pitched in to help sew it a little. Brittany even helped out. Typical Britt. One minute, she's insulting me, the next, she's helping me. I never know where I stand with her.

I got bored, so I tossed some of the red glitter at Jeanette playfully.

"What was that for?" She asked in her sweet tone.

I winked at her. "Pixie dust blessing." I remembered how she sprinkled purple glitter on me and told me it was for the same reason. "Gosh, I hope that wasn't evil pixie dust or something. You know, cuz it's red."

Jeanette giggled so hard she almost fell out of her chair.

I grabbed her chair to steady her. "Don't go down on me now."

"That was…" She tried unsuccessfully to stifle her giggles. "Very unexpected."

"I'm full of surprises." I felt my cheeks get warmer.

Jeanette's face was turning pretty pink too.

Then, Brittany walked by and set a box of sewing supplies between us. "Eleanor needs you to choose your thread colors. We don't have any cyan thread, so…have fun trying to match that." She walked away with a huffy sigh.

I peered at Jeanette from over the top of the box of supplies.

She was still a little pink in the face, and twirling her hair nervously.

Pippi ran onto the scene and climbed into the box.

"Oh, Pippi, no." Jeanette pulled the tiny mouse out.

The mouse squeaked at her in an annoyed way.

"Awww, you wanna help, don't you?" The beautiful girl in purple asked the snowy white creature.

"Can she help pick a thread color?" I joked, thinking the mouse wouldn't be much use in that department.

To my surprise, Pippi dove back into the box and resurfaced holding a minty blue-green shade of thread that was PERFECT.

"Oh? Apparently she can." Color me flabbergasted. I have got to quit underestimating her. "Thanks, Pip."

The little mouse twitched her ears and smiled at me, proud of herself for being such a big help.

Something else caught my attention. Simon groaned as he swished his hand across the table and swept the red glitter into the waste basket.

"I thought Alvin being in touch with his feminine side was a good thing, but if I have to dust glitter off ONE MORE SURFACE, I am going to LOSE IT!" He mumbled loudly to himself.

Jeanette and I exchanged glances. We were still giddy and ready to mess with Simon, just a touch.

"Did someone say GLITTER!?" My purple companion and I shouted, jumping out of our seats.

We both put red and cyan glitter on our hands and blew it at his face. Do not try this at home, kids. Unless your target has glasses or an eye shield, it's a bad idea.

Simon groaned. "Stop this! No! Jeanette, you know this is dangerous for the environment, right?"

Jeanette tossed a bit of cyan glitter at him. "Don't worry! I got the biodegradable kind!"

My brother in the dark blue leotard, brushed off the glitter. "Super." Ladies and gentlemen, that may just take the record for the most sarcastic sounding Simon's ever gotten.

Jeanette and I continued to dance around Simon in a circle, tossing glitter. Until, Eleanor stopped us.

"Toss any more, and I'm making you vacuum all this up." The Chipette with pigtails threatened.

Jeanette looked embarrassed and we both slunk back to our seats.

I'mma skip ahead a bit. There were more antics, but you'll have to imagine them. I am already behind schedule.

When my glitter covered supersuit was finally finished, I stood atop the counter in the Chipettes' kitchen. "Look out, world! Here comes…." I paused. My hero alter ego no longer had a name. "Aw nuts. You guys, quick, what's something that can replace The Dark Shadow."

"The Dork Shadow." Brittany smugly commented.

"Oh oh!" Theo exclaimed. "You can be Super Alvin!"

Simon stepped back when I looked at him for an idea. "Superhero names aren't my forte."

"What about…the Enigma?" Jeanette added.

"The giant A." Eleanor commented, high fiving Brittany.

"Captain Oblivious." The Chipette in pink submitted another name.

I jumped off the table and flew into the air, almost banging my head on the ceiling. Oh yeah, so you know the rocket booster boots that Simon and Netta made for the supergirls outfits. They also made a pair for me! And Simon! And Theo!

I could FLY! It wasn't nearly as satisfying as if my flying skateboard idea had worked, but it was something and it felt SO GOOD! You heard of flying squirrels? Get ready for the flying chipmunks!

I landed next to Jeanette. "I like Enigma, but what if it was something more like Al-nigma?"

"You just have to start it with an A, don't you?" She giggled again.

"Yup." I replied.

"How is Al-nigma even a superhero name?" Brittany leaned against the countertop.

I flew up into the air again, hovering above their heads. "I don't need your negativity, bossy pants!"

I zoomed around. "I feel invincible!"

Jeanette zoomed up to join me and we both twirled around. "I feel like a fairy!" She squeaked.

"And they're levitating." Simon facepamled.

"Really should do that OUTSIDE! Where you can't BREAK ANYTHING!" Eleanor shouted, but my mind was focused purely on Jeanette.

Besides, Simon's words had given me an idea. I began to sing Dua Lipa's song called Levitating as I linked arms with Jeanette and she sang along.

"I got you, moonlight, you're my starlight

I need you all night, come on dance with me

I'm levitating"

Brittany and Simon looked pushed to the absolute limit while Theo and Eleanor moved to the beat on the ground.

"I got you, moonlight, you're my starlight

I need you all night, come on dance with me

I'm levitating"

Jeanette did a flip in midair and drifted into my arms. I held her for a split second before she flew up up and away again.

Then, we started to sing a verse.

"I believe that you're for me, I feel it in our energy. I see us written in the stars." I sang, dancing in the air.

Jeanette brushed past me and grabbed my hand. "We can go wherever, so let's do it now or never, baby. Nothing's ever ever too far!"

We blended our voices again and I am pleased to say I hit all the notes. She and I held hands and twirled in the air in a circle.

"Glitter in the sky, glitter in our eyes, shining just the way we are.

I feel like we're forever, every time we get together, but whatever, let's get lost on mars!"

"Are we still doing this or what?" Brittany's voice cut our song and air dance short.

Simon tapped his foot impatiently. "Any day now, you guys."

Snapping back to reality, I landed on the ground, letting go of Jeanette's thin fingers.

She put her hands behind her back and looked ashamed. "Sorry. I got lost in the moment." She admitted.

"I couldn't resist. It just felt like perfect timing, ya know?" I added.

"Well, time's a tickin'. Do you wanna do some hero work or not?" Eleanor pulled me to the left.

Brittany pulled her taller sister and my dance partner to the right.

"Of course!" I responded sincerely. How could I have let the joy of flight distract me from the mission?

Simon raised an eyebrow. "So what is our plan exactly? Go snoop around and wait for someone to commit a crime."

"Well,…" Eleanor tented her fingers together. "There's been a string of jewelry store robberies in towns near ours recently."

"How…convenient." My tall brother looked unsettled. "Do you really think we'll be able to take on a jewel thief? Or jewel thieves?"

"Provided they actually show up." Brittany pointed out.

I was sure they'd show up. We live in a cartoon. Contrived coincidences are part of that.

"We'll never know unless we try." The girl in the minty aqua outfit skipped to the door.

The rest of us walked after Eleanor with Simon following behind. I could hear my brother mutter. "Why did I agree to this? Why? Why?"

We arrived downtown and we all hid in the alleyway across from the jewelry store. This was a total stakeout.

"Should we all train our powers while we wait?" Jeanette asked, peering out over top of a trash can.

Eleanor scowled. "I'm not sure mine is train-able."

"I've practiced controlling my strength for years." Brittany bragged. "How else would I be able to do my nails without breaking them?"

Well, good for her. I just discovered my dreambomber powers, and that wasn't gonna do a lot of good in this situation. My "seeing physics" or "awesomeness by analysis" powers would be, if I could learn to turn them on at will.

Theodore fidgeted with his fingers. "I guess I can practice hearing only what I wanna hear." He said.

Simon put his hands on his hips. "I'm not sure any of our powers will be very effective against an actual threat." Aside from Brittany's and whatever the heck Alvin's can do, they're kind of…mundane."

Eleanor growled. "Mundane? Being constantly overlooked because I'm basically invisible is MUNDANE!?"

Oh! I saw my opening! I knew how to add to the convo without talking about myself and annoying everyone!

"Ellie's power would be incredible if she could turn it on and off at will!" I quipped.

That elicited a groan from Britt. "None of our powers have an on and off switch. They're always on." She complained.

Aw drat! Now I HAD to talk about me. I hope they'll realize I was trying to give Ells the spotlight. But what are the odds of that happening?

"Mine do." I said. "My Dreambombing, Dreamweaving, Dreamsnatching..whatever, ability only works when I "sleep." The physics in midair thing ALSO randomly turns on and off. At the worst times." Shoot! Did that sound too much like complaining?

The ice blue eyed diva didn't take kindly to my complaining. "Maybe Simon can dissect your brain and figure out how to give us all on/off switches." She said in a deadpan tone.

I put my hands on my cap protectively. I was still wearing my beloved cap with the superhero outfit. "Hey! No! Respect this thing!" I patted my head. "It's pretty amazing!"

Britt cracked a small smile. "Just teasing."

"Any sign of the jewel thief yet?" Theodore climbed on top of a trash can and shielded his eyes from the sun with one of his oven mitt covered hands.

"Not yet." Jeanette squeaked, putting down the binoculars she was holding.

"I know for a fact the thief will show up." Eleanor insisted. "Just trust me."

Simon rubbed his face with his hand. "You're starting to sound like Alvin."

"Starting to?" Brittany laughed. "She's been sounding like Alvin for months now."

Jeanette came closer to us and shyly added her point of view. "She's been acting like Alvin her whole life."

"Maybe Alvin's been acting like Eleanor!" Theodore joked.

I couldn't tell if they were trying to make fun of me or not. Oh well, I wanted to make fun of Brittany anyway. If I was gonna eventually wind up datinh her, I would prefer it if we still made fun of each other.

"I think you all need new codenames." I squeaked. "Since I'm Al-nigma." I gestured to myself. "You guys can be She Hulk, The Nose, Total Recall, Dr. Doolittle, and Elignored." I pointed to each one of them as I listed their new code name.

Eleanor, shockingly, was the first to complain. "I prefer The Chameleon."

I faked surprise. "Really? I thought you wanted your code name to sound like your name."

Her green eyes glared daggers at me. "Not if it's gonna be that."

Then, Britt came over to glare along with her sister. "Can I change my codename to Super Girl? Please?"

"No." I said with a cocky attitude.

The diva threw a hissy fit "But She Hulk is GREEN!"

I folded my arms. "Exactly."

Simon poked at my side. "Humor her and let her change her name." He ordered. "Also Total Recall is inaccurate for me. I can't remember everything. My mind just searches things quickly like a computer database. It doesn't ALWAYS find the information. My memory is augmented, but not eidetic." He explained.

"I don't like my codename either." Theo pouted. Even my baby bro was against me. "The supernose isn't my only sense!" Okay, fair point. I'll consider it.

Jeanette's lips curled into a wide smile. "I like Dr. Doolittle. No complaints here."

I put an arm around the girl in purple. "See? At least someone appreciates my codename."

"I REFUSE TO BE CALLED SHE HULK!" Brittany stamped her foot on the ground.

"Calm down." I summoned my classic Alvin side to further enrage the pink clad Chipette "You're a lot less pretty when you're yelling at me."

"Uh, guys?" Theodore's childlike tone called out.

I barely heard it over Britt's next outburst.

"ARE YOU PURPOSELY TRYING TO GET ON MY NERVES, TWO POINT PSYCHO!?" She shrieked.

"Oh, Britt." I touched her cheek tenderly. She was fired up and it was hilarious. "I try to state how I feel. Gettin' on your nerves is just a bonus." I fought the urge to laugh. My face probably said it all.

"WIPE THAT STUPID GRIN OFF YOUR FACE!" Her nose twitched with irritation.

"As soon as you stop trying to break the sound barrier." I sassed, tickling her with my tail as I walked past.

I was feeling so satisfied. I had won! The argument was over and I was victorious. My victory was short lived.

She started to chase me around the alley. "THAT'S IT! I AM GOING TO KILL YOU!"

"Guys!" Theo squeaked again.

I flew up into the air to get away from her, but she flew after me with the rocket boosters full throttle.

"You'll have to catch me first!" I taunted. "Whoah oh! Too slow!"

"Alvin! Brittany! Stop this before you get hurt!" Jeanette yelled up at us.

Brittany made contact with me and we both tumbled down to the ground in a tangle of arms and legs.

"You guys just missed the thief." Theodore reported, helping me escape the strawberry blonde DEMON who so rudely attacked me.

"WHAT!?" We both shouted in unison.

"And Eleanor went after them." The little munk whimpered.

"We have to go after her." Simon exclaimed.

"Now look what you've done, Britt." I hissed angrily. "We missed the jewel thief."

"Don't you dare pin this on me, you babbling bookworm!" She shook her pointer finger.

Theodore looked confused. "Oh, they didn't rob the jewelry store." He explained. "They robbed the comic book store. They stole a bunch of action figures and stuff."

My fight with Britt would have to be put on pause. A more urgent matter needed my attention. "Which way did Eleanor go?" I was in full-on leadership mode. Taking charge felt right.

Theodore pointed to the right. "That way."

I put my hands on my hips and a gust of wind caught my glittery rainbow cape. It flowed behind me in a dramatic fashion, enhancing the cinematic quality of the moment.

"Let's fly, team!" I announced.

Brittany looked like she wanted to argue, but she held it back. Now was the time for action. Her sister could be in serious trouble!

I rose into the air with Jeanette and Brittany following. Theodore joined us. Simon stayed on the ground.

"Can't we just call the cops? And let them handle it? We're too young to do this alone." The boy in blue was clearly freaked out. "What if we get hurt?

Brittany swooped down and grabbed Simon. She was the only one of us who could carry him. Sometimes, I wish I could have her super strength.

"Come on, MunkMan." She said teasingly. "We have to stop my sister from doing something stupid."

"Put me down!" Simon shrieked. "I want to go home!"

"We need ya, Si." I smiled at him encouragingly. "You're part of the team."

He groaned loudly.

We flew across town, looking for any sign of the elusive Eleanor Miller. It was just now occurring to me how difficult it would be to spot her. Not only was she short, she was ELEANOR! She was the queen of stealth!

"Do you see her yet?" Jeanette asked, as we zoomed past a large tree.

"No sign of her." Simon sounded discouraged. He had no faith in us.

Brittany let go of Simon and allowed him to fly with us on his own power. "We probably flew past her and didn't even notice." The girl in the bright pink supergirl costume said.

"Uh uh." Theo shook his head. "I will notice her. I have really really good eyes."

Simon zoomed up to join me and Netta. "I don't know. It still doesn't seem likely."

"We can't give up, guys." I urged them. "That's not what heroes would do."

Suddenly, Jeanette blurted out the solution. "Doesn't Simon have a way to track her phone?"

"I do, but it's at home." My brother in blue replied. "Do you think we have time to…."

He was cut off by Theodore's cry of joy. "Guys! I see her!"

"WHERE!?" The other four of us asked.

"Follow me!" He squeaked.

I wisely allowed my baby brother to take the lead. We flew in a V formation like a bunch of migrating geese would. Theo was that little point at the end of the V. I was on a side with Jeanette and Simon with Brittany. I was across from Britt though, and a few times during our trip, she looked at me with a disgusted facial expression.

As we got closer to the spot Theo was leading us, I saw a figure cloaked in all black, carrying a tiny speck of aqua and yellow. Was that Eleanor? It must be! Gosh, everything looks so small from up here!

I adjusted my red hipster glasses. "I think I see her too."

"Oh thank goodness. Now all we have to do is kick that person's tushie and get our sister back!" Brittany clenched her fists. It seemed she was really getting into this hero stuff!

"Shhh!" Simon warned in a soft voice. "They might hear us."

We all landed in a tree and quietly climbed down it. My ears twitched as I heard the evil villain speaking to Eleanor.

"You thought you coukd stop me!?" They laughed. "What are you, anyway? Some kind of sparkly flying squirrel?"

"I'm a chipmunk." Eleanor muttered as she struggled in the grasp of the thief.

The person sounded even more devious by the second. "Oh? You're one of those famous ones, ain't ya? I bet they'll pay a pretty penny to get you back."

Eleanor tried to kick the thief in the ribs, but they grabbed her hands and swung her over their shoulders.

"Figures." The Chipette sounded so over this whole situation. "I finally get noticed, and this happens."

The thief tossed Eleanor into a windowless van. I knew we needed to act fast.

"I'm going in." I told the others.

"Are you crazy?" Simon gasped.

"Yes." I adjusted my cap and then crept over to the van.

I thought it would be able to get in, rescue Eleanor, and get out in a flash. I picked the lock on the van door with a bobby pin. (One of the ones that held my cap in place.)

"Eleanor." I whispered, upon entering the van. "I'm getting you out of here."

"What do you think you're doing, rat!?" The thief, who I could now tell was a girl or possibly a dude with a ponytail, grabbed me from behind.

"Don't worry, Alvin! I got you!" Brittany swooped in and gave the thief a swift punch in the back.

"HOLY HECK! WHAT WAS THAT!?" The person rubbed their side. "You almost broke my ribs."

"Touch my friend again, and I will!" Brittany threatened.

Eleanor managed to wriggle out of her confines and then jumped at the person's face, leaving a claw mark on their cheek.

Simon and Jeanette held hands and both flew in for a double kick. A flock of songbirds followed and started pecking the thief. I assume Netta had called them in with her Dr. Doolittle powers.

We were winning! Ohoho! We had almost made the thief give up.

Theodore arrived and shook his finger at the mean human. "You're not very nice. I don't like you very much."

"Return those action figures or you'll be sorry!" I threatened, climbing on top of the van and then dive bombing the thief.

"Oh good." The thief grinned at us, wiping some of the blood off their cheek, where Eleanor had scratched them. "Now I have all 6 of you."

"What does that mean?" Jeanette trembled.

I did too. Something didn't feel right. The fur on the back of my neck bristled.

The thief grabbed a gas mask and what looked like a rudimentary squirt gun from inside their van. "Say, goodnight, you miserable Chippies!"

"Is that sleeping gas?" Simon was closest to the thief and the first to succumb to the effects of the weapon. "Yeah…it's sleeping gas." He passed out cold, Jeanette and Theodore followed.

"Nighty night, guys." My baby bro wimpered.

"Plug your nose before it's…too late." Crash! There went Jeanette, on top of Theo.

I watched Britt go down too. "You'll never take us….alive." She slumped.

"Eleanor!" I plugged my nose, as Jeanette had instructed. She is so smart! "Eleanor?"

I spotted her, lying next to Brittany. She was sprawled out belly up. I've never seen Eleanor look so vulnerable.

"Don't wanna go to sleep, do you?" The thief taunted me. "That's okay. I have other plans for you, Rusty."

"You leave my family alo…." I didn't get to finish. I unplugged my nose so I could SNEEZE and then inhaled enough of the gas to put me into a deep sleep. "ACHOOO!"

The last thing I was thinking was, "Gosh, I hope Officer Dangus and the police force find us somehow!"

I was floating, still in my supersuit, floating through fluffy clouds. I found myself spiraling, flipping upside down.

"Mr. Seville." That was Officer Dangus's voice! Wait, could I be in Officer Dangus's dream?

"Yes, Officer?" WAIT, THAT WAS DAVE'S VOICE! I'd know that voice anywhere!

I floated down from the clouds. I landed on a lamppost. The scene played out before me and I was merely a bystander.

Officer Dangus strutted up to Dave's car and Dave rolled the window down. He looked embarrassed. He had that deer caught in headlights stare.

"What's a matter, David?" I chuckled to myself. "Did ya get in trouble?"

Our resident goofy cop slid his sunglasses down his nose. "Did you know you were just goin' 40 miles per hour through a 25 zone?"

"I'm sorry. I just have to get home to the boys. I left them with Miss. Miller. You know how absentminded she can be." Dave replied.

Dangus folded his arms. "I think the boys' will be just fine with her. Now, why don't I write ya a ticket and then ya can come to my place and relax for once in your life? How does that sound? That sound good?"

My dad seemed flustered. "Well, uh, if you insist."

"Sweet!" Dangus cheered. "Oh, by the way, usually speeding tickets are 100, but I'mma let you pay half of that instead. Don't tell the chief, alright?"

Dave chuckled nervously. What was going on in this dream?

The scene changed around me and suddenly I was inside Officer Dangus's house. In his kitchen, to be exact. There was a fancy tablecloth on the dining room table and heart shaped placemats. If I didn't know any better, I'd think this was a date. OH MY GOSH! THIS WAS A DATE!

My dad sat down at the table and the policeman brought out a covered tray.

"That smells delicious, Doris." Dave said.

Sometimes I forget how embarrassing Dangus's first name is.

"Why thank you, Dave." The dude sure was talkative. "I tried to make your favorite lasagna, but I done near burned up my oven, soooo" He paused for dramatic effect and lifted the lid off the covered tray. "Dinner tonight will be some good ol' Kentucky Fried Chicken like Meemaw used to make." The cop chuckled. "And by make, I mean, buy…from the restaurant. In case that wasn't clear."

"I'm sure it'll do" My dad was so awkward. "I think I could get used to these impromptu date nights." He took a bite of the fried chicken.

I wanted to tell Dangus something, but I'd forgotten what. The date was far more interesting. Who knew this went on in Dangus's head? I sometimes questioned if ANYTHING went on in Dangus's head.

Dangus took a seat at the table, munching on a chicken drumstick. "Plannin' stuff is so formal. My philosophy is, "you free tonight? Cool! Come on over." Yep, I live life in the fast lane. Stick with me and you'll be in for a heck-of-a ride!"

Dave wiggled his eyebrows. "My seatbelt's fastened. But, you know, we'd better not exceed the speed limit."

They both laughed while I wanted to vomit. Dave had absolutely no game, even in a dream, but somehow he was charming Dangus. I mean, having two dads would be cool, but also I'm not so sure I wanna have a cop as my dad.

And then it got worse, after they ate their fried chicken, they sat down to watch some of a show called The Andy Griffith Show.

"Dave, you gotta check this out. See that guy there? That's Barny Fife. I idolized that guy growin' up. Let me tell you!" The policeman said. "I always wanted to be like him. He's the reason I became a cop."

Ohhh that explains SO MUCH. So VERY much.

"Wow." Dave didn't know what to say. "I'd never have guessed."

Dangus chortled. "I can't tell if you're bein' sarcastic or not."

"I mean it." My dad responded.

"Oh?" Dangus looked at Dave and then at the TV and then back at Dave. "Really?"

"Yeah." Dave ran his hand through his hair. "It's getting late, Doris. I should probably head out, but I've had a lovely time and I can't wait to see you again."

"Same here, Dave. You are a mighty fine man, you know that?" He complimented my dad.

Dave smiled. "So I've been told." He took Dangus's hand. "Mostly by you."

Then, something that shook me to the core happened. Dave reached out and pulled Dangus into a warm embrace….and started like hardcore making out with him. I was now thoroughly disgusted. I usually have no problem with two dudes kissing, but when one of those dudes is my OWN DAD!? Ewwwww! Seeing your parent kiss is just one of those horrible life altering moments. MY EYES!

Oh shoot! I just remembered what I needed to tell Dangus! STOP KISSING ALREADY SO I CAN TELL YOU!

Finally, the kiss ended and Dave departed. The front door shut and Dangus stood there with a dopey lovestruck grin.

"DANGUS!" I shouted, grabbing his attention at last. "The Chipettes and my brothers and I are in danger!"

The cop blinked. "What in tarnation? Alvin, what are you doin' here? Are you spyin' on yer father?"

"No. Dangus, you're DREAMING." I said. "I'm in your dream! Me, the real me." I tried to think of how to explain this. "Look, I don't know how this works or why, and I probably don't have much time left. The comic book store thief KIDNAPPED us! We're locked in a van being driven off to who knows where! You gotta help us! You gotta believe me, Dangus PLEASE!"

"Whoah, okay, I don't know what's going on, but…" He took off his sunglasses and rubbed his eyes. "I believe you."

"Phew." I breathed.

"You know you're floatin' in midair?" He slipped the sunglasses back on.

I hadn't remembered that. I guess I was. "Yeah, cuz it's a dream, well, it's a dream-ish."

"What's with the outfit?" He tilted his head. "You goin' to some costume party?"

I slumped my shoulders. "We tried to be superheroes. Tried." I felt bad that we'd messed up. Who knew being a superhero was so hard!?

"Aw, buddy. It's alright. I'mma wake myself up and then I'mma go get your dad and find ya." His face turned pale. "Wait, uh, how much of my dream did you see?"

"Quite a bit." I admitted.

"So you know?" He covered his mouth.

I nodded.

He let out a whistle. "Alrighty. Uh, can this…stay between you and me?"

"I'm already repressing as much of it as possible." I told him with an awkward smile. "Not that I think two men in love would be bad or anything. I'm all for that. You know, huge Ally! But, that's…that's Dave…and he's…my dad and it's just…something I gotta get used to, I guess. Your secret's safe with me."

"Thanks, Alvin." The kind human dude replied.

A loud roar startled us both.

"The heck was that?" Dangus shrieked.

I frowned. "My guess would he Miss. Smith as godzilla or something. My nightmares tend to get mixed up in other people's dreams. I'm still learning how to actually use this skill."

And that's when Miss. Smith the giant draconic beast ripped the roof off Dangus's house, ending the dream and waking both Dangus and me back up.

I was once again trapped. My brothers, the Chipettes and I were stuck in the windowless van. It didn't appear to be moving currently. I wondered where exactly we were.

"Well,…" Brittany's bitter voice echoed through the back of the van. "Look who finally woke up."

"Don't you have anything better to do than pick on me?" I replied, sounding snotty.

"It's your fault we're in this mess." She snapped back. "Look where your stupid idea got us."

"We're gonna be fine. I contacted Officer Dangus in a dream. He's gonna find us!" I reported.

Eleanor rolled her eyes. "Oh wow. The delusional guy's gonna save us with his dream powers." She said sarcastically.

"It's true." I squeaked. "Absolutely true. Trust me."

Simon glared at me from behind his dark blue eyemask. "The last time you said "trust me" it led to this."

I curled up in a ball on the floor in the back of the van where we were all being held captive. "Fine. Mock me. Berate me. Don't believe me. You'll see. You'll all see."

"I believe you, Alvin." Jeanette rested a hand on my knee.

"You really think that you've mastered your powers enough to go in Dangus's dreams at will? Already?" Brittany was STILL being witchy. "There's no way."

"I'm hungry." Theodore wailed, his stomach growling. "I don't wanna be a superhero anymore. I just wanna go home."

"W…What d…do you think the thief's gonna do with us?" Jeanette shivered and hugged Simon to stay warm.

Eleanor frowned. "She's gonna hold us for ransom."

"She!?" We all looked at the pigtailed girl. How did she know?

The Chipette smirked as she answered our question. "I stole her ID when she wasn't looking. Her name's Francine Hodgens."

"I figured she was a woman as well." Simon remarked. "But I didn't want to make assumptions based on purely body type. There's a lot of variation." He looked at me when he said that. I wonder why.

"Hard to tell anything with that ski mask covering her face." Theodore muttered. "Even when Eleanor ripped part of it off."

"She's lucky I didn't rip off her face." The fiesty girl added.

"So what do we do now?" Jeanette curled herself into a ball.

Britt gestured to Simon and Jeanette. "Maybe one of you geniuses can figure a way out of here."

"Uh, hello?" I pointed to myself. "My IQ's a point higher than Simon's."

"And you got us into this mess!" Brittany snarled. "I'm revoking your genius card until further notice."

"Let's play iSpy." Theodore squeaked.

Jeanette perked up. "I love iSpy."

"I spy with my little eyes…" Theo began, pausing to pick an item. "Something grey."

"Is it the door of the van?" Simon asked.

My baby bro clapped his hands. "Very good, Simon. Your turn."

"I'll pass." Simon sulked off to stand in a corner.

"Okay, your turn, Jeanette." The boy in the green supersuit spoke sweetly.

Jeanette looked around the van. Truthfully, there wasn't much to spy. "I spy with my little eye, something…black."

Eleanor groaned. "Is it the handle on the door of the van?"

"Great job, Eleanor." The adorable girl in purple squeaked.

The pigtailed Chipette was not thrilled to play along, but she did anyway. "I spy with my private eye…something….rainbow."

"Alvin's gaudy cape." Brittany pulled on my cape. "Easy."

I could tell this was going to be a long night. It was night now. Wasn't it? I guessed it was. In order for me to be in Dangus's dream he had to be asleep. How long had we all been knocked out with the gas? Obviously, I'd been out the longest. Oh screw it. I am much too tired and bored with this stupid iSpy game to care.

More time passed. We were still trapped in the back of the van, unable to reach the doors and pick the child safety locks to get out.

"Does anyone wanna sing a song to pass the time?" Theodore asked, still trying to lighten the mood.

I sighed. "I don't feel much like singing."

"Me either." Britt frowned.

I decided to do what I should have done ages ago. Boy, without being pumped full of sugar, my mind loses its keen edge. "Look, I'm really sorry I got us into this mess. I overestimated us. But, but, in our defense, if it wasn't for the sleeping gas, we would have defeated the thief and been heroes."

"It's okay, Alvin." Both Netta and Theo were on my side.

"Yeah." Simon agreed.

Brittany looked at me with her cold eyes. "I'll forgive you once we're safe again."

"Guys, do you hear that?" Theodore pressed his ear against the back door of the van. The same door we'd been struggling to open for ages.

"I don't hear anything." I groaned.

"Well, I hear police sirens!" The little chipmunk in green jumped around. "It sounds like we're saved!"

"I still hear nothing." I said, glumly. Then, I heard it. It was very very faint, but unmistakable.

"I hear it now too!" Simon smiled for the first time in hours.

Jeanette pressed her hands against the door. "So do I!"

The sirens got louder.

Eleanor looked at me. "Wait, so you ACTUALLY…"

I stood up and grabbed ahold of Britt excitedly. "IT'S DANGUS! HE'S GONNA SAVE US!"

"Only if he brought backup." Simon remarked.

The thief entered the driver's seat of the van and started it up. Oh no! She was gonna drive away with us! We might never see Dave or any of our friends again!

Then, we heard Dave's voice loudly shout. "Step away from my kids! We have the place surrounded!"

"UAAARGH!" The thief screeched.

"Come out with your hands up!" Dave bellowed again.

The thief gave in, they must have been surrounded by cop cars. There was no escape.

The back doors of the van were thrust open. Outside, it was indeed nighttime.

"I gotchu, kiddos." Dangus scooped up us in his arms. First me, Theo and Simon, and then the girls. He set us on the ground. "Yer safe now."

Dave walked up to join Dangus. "Thanks for letting me borrow your megaphone." He handed the item in question back.

"It's no problem, Dave." The cop tipped his hat.

The mood shifted the moment Dave laid eyes on the six of us. He looked beyond furious and ready to pop.

I was the only one brave, or stupid, enough to speak. "Hi Dave"

Dad went off like an erupting volcano. "Just PRETENDING!? JUST PRETENDING!? YOU COULD HAVE GOTTEN YOURSELVES KILLED!" He shouted.

Simon looked like he was about to start crying. "We know. We're sorry, Dave."

"Yeah." Brittany added.

"Totally." Eleanor's pigtails appeared to droop a bit along with her ears, even though hair drooping to show emotion shouldn't be physically possible.

Theodore hugged Dave's leg. "So so so very very very sorry." He blubbered

Jeanette dipped her head. "Absolutely ashamed of ourselves."

I sighed. "Guess this wasn't very 2.0 of me." I admitted. "I just wanted to be a hero, to prove I had leadership ability, to help people, but I messed up."

"Alvin,…" My dad softened as he looked at me. Maybe just how much I had changed was finally starting to affect the way he treated me when I made a classic-Alvin style mistake. "You're just kids. You don't have to be exactly like the superheroes you see on TV or in comic books. You're super kids. You're super helpful kids. You're also in a super heap of trouble." He firmed back up on the last words. Ah, there was my usual dad again.

"But we have superpowers!" I argued. "Are we supposed to just waste them?"

"What's all this about superpowers?" Dangus asked, peeping in on our conversation.

"I don't even know where to begin." Dave answered honestly.

"Neither do we." Brittany and Simon chorused.

"I think I know what Dave's trying to say." Jeanette spoke up quietly as usual. "Maybe instead of being like comic book heroes, we could find other, uh, less risky ways to use our powers to help people."

"I love that idea!" Theodore agreed.

"Me too." Simon added.

Brittany nodded. I could tell she was wondering how to help people with her strength. I'm sure I could help her figure it all out!

"So…" I said awkwardly. "How long are we grounded for? I mean, we did, kinda help catch a thief."

"Two actually." Dangus said. "Stacy told me that a jewel thief was caught today after fainting because they saw, and I quote, "flyin' squirrels in funny leotards."

"Ohoho yeah!" Eleanor pumped her fist in the air.

"What are the odds?" Jeanette wondered.

Theo smiled and giggled. "That's just nuts."

"I'll tell you what, you're not grounded, THIS TIME. But if you ever pull a stunt like this again, I will ground you for an entire month. Deal?" Dave knelt down to hug us.

"Deal!" We all yelped happily.

Simon seemed shocked, but very much relieved. "We have a weird life." He told me quietly.

I patted him on the shoulder. "We have a weird family."

As Dave and Dangus carried us away from the thief's house, the other cops arrested the kidnapper and loaded her into a police cruiser. All's well that ends well. I still can't believe I didn't even get grounded! We didn't even get grounded! Unfortunately, we HAD all lost Dave's trust, and mostly me, since this was my idea. I would have to re-earn it again. Bummer.

When I went back to school, I couldn't wait to tell Cheesy and Kevin all about my day as a superhero. I also filled them in on my newly realized astral dream manipulation abilities. It was AWESOME! They were so hyped for me!

I also filled in my comic book club members, and when Friday rolled around, I decided that even if I couldn't be a cinematic movie level hero, I could still live out my superhero dreams through drawing my comic series!

And quite a series it was! I had accumulated a lot of hand drawn comics about Mr. Yells A Lot and his amazing sonic screaming abilities. I loved each one like an extension of myself. Jeanette was always telling me what a great artist I was. I didn't really know exactly HOW great until my comic book club members dished out some serious compliments.

It started with Natalie, she's this sweet, chubby girl with brown hair in a ponytail and a fascination with birds. Warbie adores her, obviously. Anyhulahoop, Natalie picked up my latest comic. "Your drawings are so good!" She said.

"These comics are always a fun read too." Vanessa added.

Birdie, her pet myna bird who was perched on her shoulder, squawked in agreement. "Fun read! Yep! Alvin's fun!"

It felt like a long time since anyone had called me fun. "Aw, thanks, you guys. Your art and comics are amazing too. Love them. Vanessa, yours always bring the best drama. Isaac, your political cartoons are hilarious, Natalie, those gushy romances always bring a smile to my face. And Louis…" Shoot! How do I compliment his? They're more simplistic than the others, but he is improving a lot! "Your robots look so real they could jump off the page. And your comics I relate to on a personal level, you know, because of the daddy issues."

His comic series features angry robot parents yelling at their robot son because his wiring is different than theirs. If that doesn't sum up the entire neurodivergent experience, I dunno what does. Yes, Netta taught me that word, neurodivergent.

Louis didn't say anything back. He rarely speaks much. He's extremely shy, shyer than Jeanette. His smile said it all, almond shaped eyes glinting as he soaked in my praise. Making people smile felt absolutely stupendous.

Isaac patted his black haired, robot graphic T-shirt wearing friend on the back. He was the only one Louis was really comfortable letting touch him. "Ya hear that, Louis?" He asked gently. Isaac spoke with a district country twang. He also always wore cowboy boots to remind him of his old home back in Tennessee.

The kind Asian boy nodded. "Y…Y…Yes. I heard." He didn't really know how to respond. Social interaction isn't his strong suit. So, he just reached into his backpack and pulled out a bag of fruit snacks. "Here."

That was definitely his way of saying thanks. He knew I loved gummy candy, even the organic kind. "Ohoho! Thanks, Louie."

Vanessa flipped through my most recent hand drawn comic. "You know, Alvin, you could actually sell these comics." She told me.

My jaw gaped open. "Really? I mean, you think they're THAT good."

"Heck yeah!" Isaac agreed. "I feel like I'm at a rodeo any time I read those things. They always have the best twists."

"I'm with them." Natalie ALSO agreed. "You could be the next Stan Lee or something." She twisted at her ponytail.

"Mmmhmm." Louis added.

What they were saying made sense to me! I couldn't believe it at first, but maybe I DID have the potential to make money off my art and stories. Imagine me, Alvin Seville, comic book salesman.

"I guess I'll give it a go." I said confidently. "I am pretty business savvy. It's worth a shot. Ya miss 100% of the shots you don't take."

When I left the comic book club that day, my mind was racing. The possibilities were endless. I had gone from being a gamer, to a gamer-rockstar, to adding scientist in the mix. And now, I could also add comic book creator and entrepreneur! I was unstoppable.

Later that day, I was chillin' in the treehouse with Jeanette. Obviously, I was back in that plush feeling cyan jacket that was, as much as I hated to admit it, essentially a comfort blanket for me. Jeanette was wearing her tie dye peace sign top and galaxy leggings that were similar to, but totally different from mine. Mine were like blue and purple and pink with hints of red, hers were several shades of purple with some light and dark blue.

We were once again, sitting on her bed, having an informative and friendly discussion while Warbie and Pippi played around with Pippi's hamster wheel. The mouse and bird were becoming good friends. I think Warbie saw her as a little sister. Which, for Warbs, is big character growth.

But, now to finally get to the me and Netta part, I was asking her something that had bugged me ever since I learned about my Dreambombing power.

"Have I ever been in your dreams?" I fidgeted with my hair. It was fairly lengthy now, almost enough to ponytail.

She put a hand on her cheek as she thought long and hard. "Hmm, now that you mention it, no."

"That's weird, isn't it?" I said. "Because, I think that my powers only work on people I have a strong emotional connection with, good and bad…and my connection with you is like, well, an unbreakable bond. So, it makes absolutely no sense that I can't enter your dreams."

She stood up and stretched. "Maybe it's because I don't have nightmares very often."

"Are you saying I'm a nightmare?" I felt my ears droop and my tail fur bristle with irritation. No, no, stop it! Jeanette would never think that! You're jumping to conclusions, Alvin. Whoah! Did I just realize I was jumping to conclusions before completely making a mess of the situation!? THAT IS SO COOL! Ohoho! I'm getting so much better at thinking ahead.

She cupped my cheek. "Of course not! No!" She exclaimed sweetly. "But, maybe my dreamcatcher thinks you'll bring in nightmares and keeps you out." She pointed to a weird circular woven thingie with some beads hanging from it. It was purple colored, no surprise there.

"Dreamcatcher?" I didn't know much about them, other than they had cultural significance in some cultures.

Jeanette's midnight eyes glowed as she looked up at the object. "It was a gift from a Native American friend that I met at a craft show. She said that she gave it to me because she knew I could appreciate it."

"Huh? I'll be darned." I remarked. The explanation made sense. "I guess I can never enter your dreams then."

Jeanette frowned. "I'm sorry. I can take it down, if you'd like…just so you can enter a few and see what it's like." She offered.

I held up my hands. "No, no. It's okay. Really. I would feel so cruddy invading your dreams." I stared at her with a goofy grin. "Plus, you know, when I'm with ya, it feels like I'm dreaming anyway."

Jeanette smiled at me, looking adorably flustered. "You're so sweet."

"You are the reason I'm this way." I felt a nervous tingle. "It's all you." My heart rate increased. Crap! These better not be signs of falling in love! I'm just nervous! Yeah! Just nervous and anxious and definitely NOT in love!

"No it's not." Jeanette insisted. "You worked very hard too. You get at least half credit." She fidgeted with her necklace and turned away from me. "We make a great team."

"Just kiss already, you two." Warbie chirped, from his spot near the hamster wheel.

Pippi jumped out of the wheel and ran over to smack the little bird with her paw. It was like she was saying. "Warbie, that was so inappropriate! Bad! Bird!"

"Owww!" Warbie flew over to perch on the dresser.

I jerked back anxiously. "We're just friends." I squeaked, a bead of sweat dripping down my nose.

"Yeah." Jeanette echoed. "Just friends." Thank goodness she wasn't in love with me. I worry, since, you know, I'm irresistible. Hey, that's the most ego I have felt in AGES!

We just sat there, turned away from each other, both trying to decide how to make things go back to how they were, before my son had so RUDELY ruined our moment.

I came up with an idea, and finally faced Netta again. Singing usually fixes everything. This HAD to work. I decided upon the song called Dreamweaver.

"I've just closed my eyes again. Climbed aboard the dream weaver train" I sang, standing up on Jeanette's bed.

She answered me with a soft and angelic voice. "Driver take away my worries of today. And leave tomorrow behind."

She stood up to join me and we both sang directly to each other, big smiles on both our faces and the evening sky reflecting in our eyes.

"Ooh, dream weaver

I believe you can get me through the night

Ooh, dream weaver

I believe we can reach the morning light"

I jumped off the bed and danced around the room. "Fly me high through the starry skies. Maybe to an astral plane." I let the words to the song continue to roll out of me. It was a slow song. A very pretty song.

My purple clad companion completed my duet, much as she completed my life. "Cross the highways of fantasy. Help me to forget today's pain."

We were back to the chorus again, we ran downstairs and out to the patio.

"Hey, where are you going?" Eleanor asked. This was followed by an absolutely aggravated. "Fine. Don't answer me."

Outside on the Chipettes' front porch, Netta and I continued to sing as we were bathed in a sunset. Though, honestly, we were paying more attention to each other than the sunset.

"Ooh, dream weaver

I believe you can get me through the night

Ooh, dream weaver

I believe we can reach the morning light."

I started the final verse as I danced up to that little gazebo thing that was attached to the girls' house. It was the same place that I once met Eleanor to talk to her about tips on how to be a good soccer captain.

I gripped the fancy railing. "Though the dawn may be coming soon. There still may be some time."

"Fly me away to the bright side of the moon." Jeanette leaned on the railing beside me. "Meet me on the other side." She moved closer.

I put an arm around her and she did the same to me. The sun had fully set now and we were looking up at the stars. First time I ever looked up at the stars without contemplating my own existence. It was glorious.

"Ooh, dream weaver

I believe you can get me through the night

Ooh, dream weaver

I believe we can reach the morning light"

We pranced happily around the gazebo together, still singing.

"Dream weaver." Jeanette swung her head back and sang so powerfully that she almost lost her balance and fell over the edge of the railing. "Dreeeam Dreeeam weaver."

I caught her as I sang the final line of the song. "I believe you can get me through the night.

Then, I heard a gasp, that didn't come from Jeanette. I turned my head to see a very angry face looking at me from the Chipettes' bathroom window. The window in question faced the gazebo directly. Aw NUTS!

Brittany growled as she stared out the window, looking absolutely irate. I didn't want to hurt her like this. I could tell what she was thinking, but Jeanette and I weren't romantically attracted to each other. Friends dancing together isn't weird. I knew I would have a lot of explaining to do.

Netta let out a squeaky little "eep" as she saw her sister in pink.

With a swish of that strawberry blonde ponytail, Brittany turned away from the window, still VERY angry.

I sighed. "Ooh boy, we're gonna be dealin' with that tomorrow."

Jeanette patted my back affectionately. "Shhh." She put a finger to her lips. "Let's just enjoy tonight."

"I do still have an hour before Dave wants me home." I said. It was basically almost wintertime, so it got dark earlier in the day. "Wanna tell me some fun constellation facts?"

Her honey brown tail wagged. "Ohhh! I was hoping you'd ask that! I think you'll really like Gemini!" She started with her stream of information. I hung on every word from her beautiful lips. "Gemini has two very bright stars, named Castor and Pollux. The whole constellation itself contains 85 stars, but only 10 of them get names. I sort of feel bad for the other others ones. What if they wanted names too? Anyway, where was I? Oh right, It's the third astrological sign in the zodiac. It's also the 30th largest constellation in the sky."

At the back of my mind, Brittany's attitude concerned me. I didn't want to lose her friendship, but she was making it awfully tricky to get along with her. Plus, the whole 2.0 thing had given her so many extra ways to insult me. I was kicking myself for that. What's a poor kid still dealing with an identity crisis to do? But, as much as Britt STILL mattered to me, this night was Jeanette's.

I AM SQUEALING! So much happened in this chapter! In this story in general. The Alvittany moments, the Alvinette moments, THE SUDDEN DAVEGUS HINT! (That's right, I ship it.) My friend Sleepy Newt came up with the idea to add Davegus, and another friend of mine on a server ships Davegus too, so it just felt right.

Also, their superhero outfits! Ahhhh! And the song sequences! I hope you all ate this chapter up as much as I did. Drama is happening and things are getting real! Do you think Britt will get the courage to tell Alvin how she feels about his classic self? Or will the crush stay secret longer?

AND WHEN DO YOU THINK ALVIN AND JEANETTE WILL ACTUALLY REALIZE THEY'RE MADLY IN LOVE!? It's a slow burn, for sure.

Anyway, in the next story, Alvin 2.0 gets to relish in one of his proudest moments. There will also be more Alvinette fluff ahead! Stay tuned!