Chapter 7 (2007): Christmas Time

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It was morning. Theodore laid on top of your head, sleeping.

Alvin and Simon rush into the room.

Alvin: Theodore! Wake up! It's Christmas!

Both of them jump to the bed.

Simon: Come on, man! It's Christmas!

Theodore: Oh boy! Oh boy! Oh boy!

You wake up from Theodore moving on your head.

(Y/n): Christmas already?

You jump right out the bed, and follow them to the living room. Dave come along as well.

Alvin: This is shaping up to be my favorite Christmas ever!

Simon: You're gonna wanna open mine first, Dave.

Theodore: Open mine first.

Alvin: No, Dave, mine's better.

Dave: Wow, you guys got me presents?

Chipmunks: Of course.

He takes a seat on the chair.

Dave: Alright, Simon.

He takes a small box, and opens it up. It's a paper cut in a circle with the coloring N, S, W, E, resembles as a compass.

Dave: Wow, it's uh...

Simon: It's a paperclip compass.

Dave: A paperclip compass. Now I'll never get lost.

Alvin: Me next.

Dave: Alvin.

He takes the present. When he unwrapped it, it shows a wallet.

Dave: My wallet.

Alvin: Do you like it, really? I wanted to get you something you used everyday.

Dave: And I have been using this for almost 10 years now. Very thoughtful, Alvin. Thank you.

Alvin: Yeah. The look on your face says it all, Dave.

Dave then takes the last present Theodore got, and it was a folded paper that says "To Dav".

Dave: Nicely done, Theodore. "To Dav".

He opens it, showing five heads, one had glasses.

Dave: It says "Merry Christmas, love Theodore."

(Y/n): Good.

Dave: That's got a nice picture of uh, some pineapples?

Theodore: Those aren't pineapples. That's our family.

Dave: Look, fellas. Let's make sure we understand each other here. I'm not your...you know, your dad or nothing, right?

Theodore: But you're like a dad.

(Y/n): That's true.

Dave: Well, not really. I mean, we're friends for sure. I write your music, you know, manage your career.

Simon: Make us sweaters.

Alvin: Feed us.

Theodore: Let us sleep in (Y/n)'s bed, when we had nightmares.

Dave: That's what friends do. So who wants to open their presents?

Alvin: Uh, is that a trick question? We do!

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