Chipettes Alvin And The Chipmunks Novels & Stories

"You scoundrel! If you're not a coward, get down here! Stop hiding in the tree!" There were two squirrels on the tree, one big and one small. The big one threw a small pinecone onto Rolf's head. "Hey! Are you a squirrel or a bully? How dare you mess with me! You're toast!" Rolf rolled up his sleeves and started climbing the tree, looking determined to have a showdown with the squirrel. Alvin, meanwhile, was preparing breakfast. Noticing my gaze, he gently looked at me and kindly greeted me, "Tabitha."

I explained. “Oh dear. Was it the building three blocks to the west?” The woman asked. “My apologies!” Alvin shook his head, pulling the old rogue woman next to him. “Ada, meet Tulip; Tulip’s my fated mate.” He beamed. “What?! No!” I saw Tulips’s cheeky grin as she held her neck to the side, showing her scar of a human bite mark. “Hey; you all aren’t gonna believe me, but I found Uncle Alvin!” I linked my sisters as Alvin in turn showed me his neat and clear mate mark as well.

TITAN HAYES Since she had started with the introduction of the people seated which I guess were the leaders in her pack, I felt I should do the same. “So this is Bill, Harry, Bob and Eva, oh and that’s Alvin” I gestured towards Alvin who was just coming in. “Hi everyone, I’m Alvin,” he said waving his hand in a childish way that had all of us laughing, he always plays to the gallery.

“I –“ A howl splits the silence, confirming for both of us – a feral, joyful thing that sings out, quite clearly, despite the lack of words – I found you! Alvin gives a little whoop of excitement as he leaps off of Evelyn’s lap and heads for the door, his mother chasing at his heels. He yanks hard on the door’s handle, pulling it open and stumbling out onto the porch where –

We stay in comfortable silence watching the stars and listening to the sea breeze when she turns to me looking at me expectantly. “what?” I ask her when she starts giggling. “I just figured out what to call you three” “this is going to horrible isn’t it” “okay I was just sitting here thinking what is the perfect name that will piss Matty off when I thought of the three amigos which is cool so no” “hey!!” “but then the perfect one came to me” “oh god”I shake my head but I can’t lose the smile on my lips. “from now on I will be referring to you three as Alvin and the chipmunks”

While I just hid there like a coward "Hey chipmunk, look at your pack. Look how happy they are." He whispered in my ear and rubbed his bearded cheek with my cheek. I pulled my face out of the crook of his neck and looked around. Some of the pack members were even dancing to express their happiness for their Alpha. They looked so… real. I smiled widely looking at them. He pecked my cheek and I leaned into him.

Nate covered his mouth trying not to break down in laughter which he already did. "Beady little eyes," she said pleasantly, turning back to her screen. "Stores problems in his cheeks and hands them to other people for winter." "Oh my God..." "A menace to the ecosystem, actually. Total control freak. Someone should study him." "You cannot say that about..." Nate pressed a hand over his mouth, still laughing. "He is standing..." "Scientifically speaking, the chipmunk is known for its territorial behaviour and its tendency to—" "Ms. Mercer."

But I caught a glimpse when he raised his head, just enough to see one eye glinting red-gold, like sunlight bleeding through wine. “So you are one of Dominic's playthings, huh?” He rumbled sweetly. “That's cute. The last one lasted for only two weeks.” Playthings? Two weeks? My breath hitched. I shouldn't be surprised. It sounded like what they were capable of. “How long are you going to last, little mouse?” He asked, and my fists clenched. Aside from his intimidating presence, I hated that nickname, too. “It’s Alvin,” I gritted. “Not little mouse.”

Zippy said, embarrassed that it didn't work in the end, and that she had to spend her time with the cute and intimidating guy infront of her. " Since we are here, then let me have the honour. I promise I'm not going to bite," Alvin said playfully. " If you insist Zippy said. " You don't have to be too formal with me Zippy. We are family after all. We could even be best of friends , who knows," Alvin said in a relaxed tone as he unpacked the neatly packed food. He gently laid everything on the table before he turned to her. " Let's dig in, we can't afford to eat when it cools down," Alvin said.

MARKS’, skated over, grinning at me through his helmet cage. “Alvin’s sister,” Emily said, a mischievous glint in her eye. “Soon to be step sister actually,” I corrected automatically, my cheeks heating while sending a glare at Emily's way. That only made them grin wider. “Doesn’t matter. She’s cute.” "Real cute, like a tiny chipmunk." "Nah she ain't that tiny, more like my cute hamster." "Dude that thing you have in your house ain't a hamster, it's a mutated rat that you made fat."