The next morning, the Sevilles were seated at the Treehouse dining table, where they devoured Theodore and Eleanor's famous Wacky Winner's Waffles.
"Mmm mmm mmm!" Alvin said, as he licked his sticky fingers. "Simply marvellous! Splendid! A delight!"
"Wow, Alvin! I never knew you could speak so formally, with those big words!" said the astounded Simon.
"Well... there's a lot ya don't know about me," he winked.
"Get your waffles! Nice and hot! Good and fresh!" Theodore announced.
"Anybody up for seconds? Get 'em while they're hot," Eleanor followed on, like a waitress.
"Heyyy... where's Jeanette?" asked Simon. "Shouldn't she be here by now?"
"She was coming," Brittany replied. "She said she just needed to like, brush her teeth, or something.... I-I-I'll go check on her..."
Brittany ascended the Treehouse staircase, while the rest continued to eat.
"Jeanette!" she called out, peering into their bedroom.
She found her purple sister seated on her bed, with her back towards her. Her posture was slightly hunched, as if she was worried, or looking secretly over something.
Brittany silently tiptoed over to her, but carelessly stepped on a creaky floorboard, causing Jeanette to flinch.
"Oh, uh, Britt!" she said, while hurriedly stuffing something underneath her bed. "W-w-what, uh, what are you, uh, ahem, doing here?"
She awkwardly cleared her throat multiple times.
"Uh, I LIVE here, sweetie?" Brittany responded, with an air of sass. "Anyways, enough about me. What are YOU doing here? You should be downstairs, like the rest of us. And what was that you put under your bed?"
"Nothing... nothing! Just, don't worry about it, Britt."
"Come on," Jeanette forced Brittany down the stairs. "Let's go have breakfast. Just, don't worry about that, alright?"
"But I -"
"Promise me you won't worry about that letter?"
"LETTER?" Now she was intrigued. "It was -"
"PROMISE me, Britt," she firmly repeated.
"Ughhh! Sure... yeah... whatever... fine..."
"Good. Now, let's eat."
Phew! That was close, thought Jeanette.
"Oh! Well if it isn't the girl late AGAIN! Thank you for making our breakfast cold and hard," Jeanette Alvin grunted.
"Good morning to YOU TOO, Alvin," Jeanette calmly replied, with an air of complete sarcasm.
"Where were YOU all morning, huh?" Alvin grilled her, raising his eyebrows.
"Uh... you know... just... brushing my teeth... the usual..."
"LIES," Brittany interrupted. "I caught her looking over some sheet of paper. She ain't gonna spill nuffin else."
Theodore and Eleanor left their pancakes on the stove in sudden interest of Brittany's conspiracy.
"Oooh wooh! Spill the beans, Jean," Eleanor demanded. "What's up with YOU? What's with this paper thing her royal highness tells us about?"
"Royal highness?!!!" Brittany exclaimed in fury.
"Some paper?" Simon intervened. "What... what was it, Jeanette?"
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The Sleepover: Alvin and the Chipmunks
FanfictionDave Seville's gone for a few days on a business trip, leaving ALL his kids alone to spend the couple of days... together! What could possibly go wrong? *nervously laughs* 😶 Everything. A lot of things. Things really get out of hand. DRAMA | ADVE...
