chapter four: the chipmunks get a gig

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"y/n! dave!!" simon happily screamed and ran into the living room. "we just got a gig from SMILEY RECORDS!!!!! they want us to sing at the superbowl halftime show!!!!"

"YOU GUYS THATS AMAZING" dave wrapped simon and the other chipmunks in a big hug

"congratulations" i said. we got back from our honeymoon yesterday and dave is still wearing his hawaiian shirt. its starting to smell like butter but i dont know how to tell him without hurting his feelings. 

"we have got to start practiving" jeanette says. she suddenly rips off her boring school uniform and reveals a sparkly dress. brittany and eleanor do the same. they look like chipmunk sized disco balls so i have to sheild my eyes. 

the chipmunks shimmy away form the living room singing bad romance 

"isnt this great y/n" dave says 

"yeah i guess" i sigh. i wish that the chipmunks could sing a little quieter so that i can focus on watching rupauls drag race but the onyl thing i can hear is "pARTY rocckers in the hOUSEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE 2niteeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee" from the kitchen. brittanys pink sequin dress is reflecting on tjhe toaster and hurting my eyes so i smash my head into a pillow. 

"babe whats wrong 😲😲"

"brittanys dress is hurting my beautiful gorgeous piercing ice blue eyes" i moan 

"poor thing" dave rubs my back "why dont we go and get some orange cremesicles to make you feel a little better okay" 

i get up and smile. dave knows i love orange creemsicles. i love my new husband. 

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