Chapter 5 (2007): Dinner Night

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At the work, Dave got to the office with a briefcase for a meeting.

Dave: Sorry I'm late.

He takes out  boards from the case to present the staff.

Dave: Boy, am I jazzed about our yum-able energy bars commercial.

Executive:  That's Good-able. Energy bar commercial

Dave: Right, Good-able. Okay, here's the pitch. We open on a group of lethargic kids. Close-up on a little girl's face. She's sad.

Executive #2: Our customers don't like to think of their kids as being sad.

Executive: Could she be flying a kite?

Executive #3: I like kites.

Executive #2: good

He turns to Dave.

Dave: Okay, great. She's flying a kite. She's running with a kite. She's running out of steam. She's tired, and she lets go of the kite. Oh no. We see her face, it's sad.

Executive #3: But not too sad.

She pointed out.

Dave: Right. So, she pulls out her Good-able Energy bBar-

His phone suddenly rings, so he picks up the phone.

Dave: It's my mom, sorry.

He answers the phone.

Dave: Hi mom.

Simon: A little situation, Dave.

It was him calling Dave, in the middle of work.

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Simon: Theodore vacuumed up Alvin.

Theodore was in front of the hose.

Theodore: Alvin.

Alvin: Dave, help!

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Dave: What?

Simon: At least it wasn't the garbage disposal.

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Theodore: Just stay calm.

He got too close, and got sucked into the vacuum hose.

Simon: And there goes Theodore.

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Dave: Look, I can't do this right now, okay? (Y/n) will help when he gets back from school.

Simon: I absolutely understand. But-

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Simon: Sorry, Dave? Uh, quick question.

He looked at the overflowed sink spilling water all over the floor.

Simon: How do you feel about an indoor pool?

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Dave: Look, if you flood my house, you're dead. Out on the street, capiche?

The executive was shocked hearing him say such things, as he hangs up the phone and keeps it cool.

Dave: Mothers. Why don't we come over here and look at the scales projections? You know, when I first saw these numbers, I thought there's just no way. But then I looked again.

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