"What do you wanna to do?"
"I dunno. What do you wanna to do?"
Brittany sighed. She and Alvin were sitting in the Seville's backyard underneath a tree. Miss Miller had taken Eleanor and Jeanette to the mall for the day (Brittany couldn't go because she was grounded for not cleaning her room like she was supposed to). Dave was at a meeting for work while Simon and Theodore were at the movie theater, watching a babyish movie Alvin had no interest in seeing. The rest of their friends were either busy or out of town.
That left both Alvin and Brittany home by themselves. Since they both hated the feeling of being alone, they were forced to spen
AATC - Emotionally Strong by KicsterAsh, literature
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AATC - Emotionally Strong
"Alvin, am I strong?"
The chipmunk groaned as he lifted weights on his bench in the basement—another Saturday with the children out with Dave allowed him to have some quality time to himself, something he had very little of now that he was a father. Theodore was working at a bakesale with his coworker Ying-Yang, and Simon decided to spend the afternoon with his friend Sasha at the zoo. The two had become close companions since the Sevilles had moved to Hearttropolis, having both experienced a certain loss in their lives—that and Sasha was the only level-headed female Simon had spent time with who did not get overly excited because he was a m
AATC - All Thanks to Him by KicsterAsh, literature
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AATC - All Thanks to Him
The house was silent and dark, despite the raging thunderstorm outside. It had started suddenly that afternoon after the children had returned from school. They came into their grandfather's house, drenched from head to toeDavy even had mud up to his knees to boot. The man had been forced to have them remove all of their clothes and hang their textbooks to dry while they took a quick bath. With nothing as extra clothes, he dug into the closet in the three-person bedroom upstairsthere, he found old sweaters that had belonged to their fathers when they had been their age.
Hardly an hour later, his sons came over, announcing that th
He strummed the strings on his guitar as he hummed a soft tune. While the moon was high and bright, and the silver stars glittered in the night sky, his spirit was lower than he had expected it to be. It had not been an easy day for him, which was putting it very mildly. Not only had Dictator decided to attack the city again, but the recording session he and his brothers had had that day had been all but successful. Someone had moved his guitar, therefore Alvin had to waste precious recording minutes to tune it again. Theodore's drum skin over the snare had a tear in it, so they had to run out and get another. And Simon's glasses had broken t