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“..I know you can hear me silly..wake up already! Alvin! Alvin? ALLLLVIN”

I slowly opened my eyes finding myself staring into the sparkling blue eyes of Brittany.

“Alvin.” She giggled, “you’re drooling”

“S-sorry Britt” I replied instinctively. Not being fully awake, I wasn’t quite able to concoct a witty comeback. “Wait, what are you doing waking me up so early? Especially on a Saturday!”

“The girls and I are going for a run, it’s you’re turn to make breakfast.”

“It’s the first Saturday of the month Alvin” She replied rolling her eyes. “We do the 4th Saturday”

“No, Dave said...” I started

“..Made it 2 Saturdays ago, and we made it last Saturday which makes it you’re turn”

“But…..fine, whatever I still swear it’s you’re turn”

“You don’t mean to tell me you forgot the fruit parfait we made last weekend?! It took us almost all morning”

“Guess it wasn’t that memorable”

THUMP

“Ouch Britt, what was that for?!”

“Just be glad it’s a pillow” she said flipping a strand of hair that had come undone from her neatly pulled back fur. “Now that you’re more awake and I’ve got you back for making fun of our parfait…hop to it!”

“Britt, I’m a chipmunk, not a rabbit” I said sticking my tongue out at her. I knew that would get her going, she was so much fun to tease…even if it meant getting a slap now and then.

Brittany flicked her tail and jumped down from the edge of my bed rolling her eyes again.

“Well whatever it is you’re going to be this morning, you still need to get up. Simon and Theo are waiting for you downstairs”

“Such a slave-driver” I muttered under my breath watching her walk out of the room. MMMhmm, she does look good in that jogging suit though.

“Take a picture, It’ll last longer Alvin” She said sticking her tongue out and rounding the doorway

“Just maybe I will! …Alright, Alright, I need to get up.” I sat up and flopped back on the pillow. “This is gonna take some work.” I rolled my head to the side and squinted at the alarm clock. “8:07 am Ugh.” No munk should be up this early, especially on a Saturday! And even more so, after a Friday night football game. “What does she think we do out there, do each others nails on the field?” I grunted getting up. “Oh yeah, definitely feeling that winning pass from last night. I really need to master that impact with ground.” Catching footballs isn’t easy when you’re my size.

I pulled on my signature sweatshirt and headed downstairs. Since our rise to fame, Chipmunk and Chipette memorabilia was in high demand. Dave and Clare were out most Saturdays working with designers on the latest and greatest things. Even Ian, after finally apologizing for trapping both us ANND the Chipettes had found a place as our unofficial director of merchandise. Which didn’t stop Dave and Claire from regularly keeping and eye on him. Some of the ideas that man comes up with…

“It’s about time Alvin”

“Sheesh Simon, a little sympathy for the ailing football star!”

“Alvin, you’re such a drama queen”

“He did have a rough game, Simon” Theodore piped in turning his attention away from the mixing bowl he was working with

“That’s right Theo” I said ruffling his fur. “At least I have the support of ONE of my brothers”

“Alvin, I’m on your side, but you still have to follow through with your obligations…like making breakfast for the girls.”

“No sympathy, none whatsoever” I said washing my paws twisting my neck to the side with an audible pop to emphasize my condition.

“Seriously though Alvin, you do have to watch yourself. Chipmunks weren’t designed to take such impacts as you’ve been getting. You’re taking enough hits for a dozen chipmunks.”

“Si, c’mon, I think I got a few more left in me.” I said posing dramatically.

“You know what Dave said and Clare is getting worried.”

Ever since Dave and Clare had gotten back together, she was…how do I say this…taking her self-assigned role of “mother” rather seriously. …A little TOO seriously… she’s such a worrywart. She’s getting Britt on it too. Oy Vey.

“Soo..what is it we’re making?”

“Pancakes!” squeaked Theo

“We can’t just through a few toaster waffles in the toaster and be done with it? Pancakes are so much work though!”

“You would’ve gotten a vote in what we were making if you were down here on time Alvin….and we can’t serve the girls toaster waffles when they’re expecting us to make an effort. I want this to be nice for her…I mean them.”

“Uh-huh” I said winking at Simon who quickly averted his eyes. “So I’ll supervise then? You two seem to have things well in order so…”

“Not so fast Alvin, we’re each making different kinds of pancakes. Theo’s doing chocolate chip for Eleanor, I’m doing Blueberry for Jeanette and you can wash and slice some strawberries for Brittany. …I KNOW you know they’re her favorite.” Simon said winking back at me.

Back from last Summer’s adventure on the island, Simon had rather set the bar kinda high for the rest of us. By that, I mean with Britt and Ellie seeing and hearing that Simon and Jeanette had gotten together had been dropping not so subtle hints.
Yeah, you guessed it. Theo had gotten up the courage to ask Ellie out., which made Britt even more jealous! Here I thought all along it was just assumed we were together. Clearly not what Britt had imagined…I blame Disney. All these princess movies are getting to the females. None of us guys can’t get a win unless it’s straight out of a chickflick. I’m here to tell you, chickflicks are…

“Alvin, you’re letting all the cold air out of the fridge!”

“Oh sorry Theo…can’t find the blasted strawberries anywhere!”

“Boys…can’t find anything in the fridge unless it jumps out at them” Claire winked walking into the kitchen and pouring herself some coffee in a travel mug. “Second shelf from the bottom, right-hand side behind the yoghurt.”

“Uh…oh I see it” I said pulling them out.

“Dave and I are headed downtown to meet with Ian again”

“He’s up early” Simon said making room for me by the sink.

“Oh he’s all excited for the new summer product line. We’re headed in to make sure…he’s not up to something crazy” Claire laughed pouring another travel mug of coffee for Dave. “Now, I barely managed to convince Dave to let you all cook alone, please don’t make me regret it”

“Who UUUSSSSS? When have we…”

“Like the campfire in the microwave?” Theo chimed in…a little too enthusiastically.

Claire gave me a look.

“Oh right haha” I had…accidently put an aluminum-covered leftover plate in the microwave without taking the foil off. ..Yeah… Well what did you expect? It’s not like they have instructions written all over the thing! ..right?

“Yes exactly like that Alvin” Claire said with that look again she did all too well.

“You know me Claire! Always safety-conscious”

“Uh-huh” well the girls should be back soon, Simon’s in charge

“Again?! But I’m the lead…”

We’re off! Be good now! Claire replied without paying head to me. Usually the case when I try to argue why the leader of the band should be left in charge. I’ll keep working at her.

“Where’s Dave?” said Theo

“Attempting to get that junk of a car started” laughed Claire again “I don’t know why he likes it so much. Anyway, we have to be going or we’ll be late”

“Bye Claire!”

“Alright then, I’ll get these Strawberries sliced”

“Alvin, careful”

“Si, you’re starting to sound like Britt and Claire!”

“I just know you Alvin”

“Theo, pass some of that batter over here will ya?”

“Alvin, you did wash the Strawberries first right? We don’t want the girls getting..”

“Sheesh Simon, I did!” Ever since they started germs and diseases in health class, Simon and Jeanette were…getting a little annoying with the cleanliness. You’d think they forget we all were born outdoor…before Purell! …which Britt won’t even touch. It ‘does bad things for her fur.’ Oy vey… women!

“MMMM Those pancakes are smelling good already! Mine are ready for the pan Theo!”

“Thanks Alvin, the girls are gonna love these! Especially Eleanor!”

Who knew Theo would have become such a chef! He can do the cooking, I’ll do the eating!”

“How long do we have to wait, I’m hungry!”

“Alvin, Theo has to finish making them and the girls have to come back”

“Well Si, when are they going to come back? I’m STARVING!”

“They said they’d be back about….a half hour ago”

Theo suddenly stopped flippen pancakes and turned around wide-eyed. “Do you think…”

“Easy Theo, maybe Simon got the time mixed up”

“IIII KNOW I got it right, Jeanette set a timer for me so we’d have things ready for them”

Not that I consider myself a worrier..I consider myself to have an attitude closer to someone like Bob Marely, rather than..well..someone like Claire or even Simon! “I sure hope they’re alright”

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“..I know you can hear me silly..wake up already! Alvin! Alvin? ALLLLVIN”

I slowly opened my eyes finding myself staring into the sparkling blue eyes of Brittany.

“Alvin.” She giggled, “you’re drooling”

“S-sorry Britt” I replied instinctively. Not being fully awake, I wasn’t quite able to concoct a witty comeback. “Wait, what are you doing waking me up so early? Especially on a Saturday!”

“The girls and I are going for a run, it’s you’re turn to make breakfast.”

“It’s the first Saturday of the month Alvin” She replied rolling her eyes. “We do the 4th Saturday”

“No, Dave said...” I started

“..Made it 2 Saturdays ago, and we made it last Saturday which makes it you’re turn”

“But…..fine, whatever I still swear it’s you’re turn”

“You don’t mean to tell me you forgot the fruit parfait we made last weekend?! It took us almost all morning”

“Guess it wasn’t that memorable”

THUMP

“Ouch Britt, what was that for?!”

“Just be glad it’s a pillow” she said flipping a strand of hair that had come undone from her neatly pulled back fur. “Now that you’re more awake and I’ve got you back for making fun of our parfait…hop to it!”

“Britt, I’m a chipmunk, not a rabbit” I said sticking my tongue out at her. I knew that would get her going, she was so much fun to tease…even if it meant getting a slap now and then.

Brittany flicked her tail and jumped down from the edge of my bed rolling her eyes again.

“Well whatever it is you’re going to be this morning, you still need to get up. Simon and Theo are waiting for you downstairs”

“Such a slave-driver” I muttered under my breath watching her walk out of the room. MMMhmm, she does look good in that jogging suit though.

“Take a picture, It’ll last longer Alvin” She said sticking her tongue out and rounding the doorway

“Just maybe I will! …Alright, Alright, I need to get up.” I sat up and flopped back on the pillow. “This is gonna take some work.” I rolled my head to the side and squinted at the alarm clock. “8:07 am Ugh.” No munk should be up this early, especially on a Saturday! And even more so, after a Friday night football game. “What does she think we do out there, do each others nails on the field?” I grunted getting up. “Oh yeah, definitely feeling that winning pass from last night. I really need to master that impact with ground.” Catching footballs isn’t easy when you’re my size.

I pulled on my signature sweatshirt and headed downstairs. Since our rise to fame, Chipmunk and Chipette memorabilia was in high demand. Dave and Clare were out most Saturdays working with designers on the latest and greatest things. Even Ian, after finally apologizing for trapping both us ANND the Chipettes had found a place as our unofficial director of merchandise. Which didn’t stop Dave and Claire from regularly keeping and eye on him. Some of the ideas that man comes up with…

“It’s about time Alvin”

“Sheesh Simon, a little sympathy for the ailing football star!”

“Alvin, you’re such a drama queen”

“He did have a rough game, Simon” Theodore piped in turning his attention away from the mixing bowl he was working with

“That’s right Theo” I said ruffling his fur. “At least I have the support of ONE of my brothers”

“Alvin, I’m on your side, but you still have to follow through with your obligations…like making breakfast for the girls.”

“No sympathy, none whatsoever” I said washing my paws twisting my neck to the side with an audible pop to emphasize my condition.

“Seriously though Alvin, you do have to watch yourself. Chipmunks weren’t designed to take such impacts as you’ve been getting. You’re taking enough hits for a dozen chipmunks.”

“Si, c’mon, I think I got a few more left in me.” I said posing dramatically.

“You know what Dave said and Clare is getting worried.”

Ever since Dave and Clare had gotten back together, she was…how do I say this…taking her self-assigned role of “mother” rather seriously. …A little TOO seriously… she’s such a worrywart. She’s getting Britt on it too. Oy Vey.

“Soo..what is it we’re making?”

“Pancakes!” squeaked Theo

“We can’t just through a few toaster waffles in the toaster and be done with it? Pancakes are so much work though!”

“You would’ve gotten a vote in what we were making if you were down here on time Alvin….and we can’t serve the girls toaster waffles when they’re expecting us to make an effort. I want this to be nice for her…I mean them.”

“Uh-huh” I said winking at Simon who quickly averted his eyes. “So I’ll supervise then? You two seem to have things well in order so…”

“Not so fast Alvin, we’re each making different kinds of pancakes. Theo’s doing chocolate chip for Eleanor, I’m doing Blueberry for Jeanette and you can wash and slice some strawberries for Brittany. …I KNOW you know they’re her favorite.” Simon said winking back at me.

Back from last Summer’s adventure on the island, Simon had rather set the bar kinda high for the rest of us. By that, I mean with Britt and Ellie seeing and hearing that Simon and Jeanette had gotten together had been dropping not so subtle hints.
Yeah, you guessed it. Theo had gotten up the courage to ask Ellie out., which made Britt even more jealous! Here I thought all along it was just assumed we were together. Clearly not what Britt had imagined…I blame Disney. All these princess movies are getting to the females. None of us guys can’t get a win unless it’s straight out of a chickflick. I’m here to tell you, chickflicks are…

“Alvin, you’re letting all the cold air out of the fridge!”

“Oh sorry Theo…can’t find the blasted strawberries anywhere!”

“Boys…can’t find anything in the fridge unless it jumps out at them” Claire winked walking into the kitchen and pouring herself some coffee in a travel mug. “Second shelf from the bottom, right-hand side behind the yoghurt.”

“Uh…oh I see it” I said pulling them out.

“Dave and I are headed downtown to meet with Ian again”

“He’s up early” Simon said making room for me by the sink.

“Oh he’s all excited for the new summer product line. We’re headed in to make sure…he’s not up to something crazy” Claire laughed pouring another travel mug of coffee for Dave. “Now, I barely managed to convince Dave to let you all cook alone, please don’t make me regret it”

“Who UUUSSSSS? When have we…”

“Like the campfire in the microwave?” Theo chimed in…a little too enthusiastically.

Claire gave me a look.

“Oh right haha” I had…accidently put an aluminum-covered leftover plate in the microwave without taking the foil off. ..Yeah… Well what did you expect? It’s not like they have instructions written all over the thing! ..right?

“Yes exactly like that Alvin” Claire said with that look again she did all too well.

“You know me Claire! Always safety-conscious”

“Uh-huh” well the girls should be back soon, Simon’s in charge

“Again?! But I’m the lead…”

We’re off! Be good now! Claire replied without paying head to me. Usually the case when I try to argue why the leader of the band should be left in charge. I’ll keep working at her.

“Where’s Dave?” said Theo

“Attempting to get that junk of a car started” laughed Claire again “I don’t know why he likes it so much. Anyway, we have to be going or we’ll be late”

“Bye Claire!”

“Alright then, I’ll get these Strawberries sliced”

“Alvin, careful”

“Si, you’re starting to sound like Britt and Claire!”

“I just know you Alvin”

“Theo, pass some of that batter over here will ya?”

“Alvin, you did wash the Strawberries first right? We don’t want the girls getting..”

“Sheesh Simon, I did!” Ever since they started germs and diseases in health class, Simon and Jeanette were…getting a little annoying with the cleanliness. You’d think they forget we all were born outdoor…before Purell! …which Britt won’t even touch. It ‘does bad things for her fur.’ Oy vey… women!

“MMMM Those pancakes are smelling good already! Mine are ready for the pan Theo!”

“Thanks Alvin, the girls are gonna love these! Especially Eleanor!”

Who knew Theo would have become such a chef! He can do the cooking, I’ll do the eating!”

“How long do we have to wait, I’m hungry!”

“Alvin, Theo has to finish making them and the girls have to come back”

“Well Si, when are they going to come back? I’m STARVING!”

“They said they’d be back about….a half hour ago”

Theo suddenly stopped flippen pancakes and turned around wide-eyed. “Do you think…”

“Easy Theo, maybe Simon got the time mixed up”

“IIII KNOW I got it right, Jeanette set a timer for me so we’d have things ready for them”

Not that I consider myself a worrier..I consider myself to have an attitude closer to someone like Bob Marely, rather than..well..someone like Claire or even Simon! “I sure hope they’re alright”