It was a fine Saturday afternoon
in March. It had recently rained a few
hours ago, so the weather was still damp and crisp. Dave had locked himself up in his office
because that was the only way that he was going to keep Alvin from bothering
him. He had to concentrate on filling
out tax forms, and Alvin had been making that nearly impossible, with pestering
Dave about his allowance or playing his harmonica in the office because it was
a “quiet place away from his loud brothers.”
After Dave had locked the door, he had been able to get some peace. Alvin had gotten tired of trying to aim spit
balls at Dave from under the door. At
this rate, no amount of annoyance would sway Dave from giving him the money he
wanted.
“I bet Simon would help me out,”
Alvin thought, and his feet took him to the basement door.
Simon was deep in concentration
at his worktable against the wall.
Several test tubes filled with different colored chemicals were strewn
across it, and a Bunsen burner was at the center.
“Heya, Simon!” Alvin greeted as
he bounded down the stairs.
Alvin’s exclamation caused
Simon’s hand to sway while he was pouring a vial of blue-tinted liquid into a
beaker. The liquid spilled on his table
and traveled to his notebook.
“Alvin!” Simon groaned. “You made me get my notebook wet!”
“Sorry,” Alvin replied.
Simon could tell Alvin meant the
apology, so he let it go. “Is there
something you wanted?”
“Can’t I visit my favorite nerdy
brother?”
“You don’t normally visit unless
you want something.”
“Weeell,” Alvin drew up the word
with a grin and walked closer to Simon.
“Since you mention it, I was watching TV today-“
“What else is new?” Simon
interjected. He was mopping up the
chemicals that spilled with a wad of paper towels.
Ignoring the interruption, his
brother continued, “I saw this commercial for a new pair of Bose
headphones. Apparently, they redesigned
them. They’re supposed to be super
comfortable now, easily bendable, to shape to any head, and can block out the
loudest noises yet.”
“And when you wear them, Dave
will never be able to get your attention,” he rolled his eyes.
Alvin smirked. “Anyways, I’ve been saving up my money to buy
a new video game, but this is better.
Problem is, I don’t have enough money.”
“How much more to do you need?”
Simon was facing his brother now, with his arms crossed.
“About thirty more dollars?”
Alvin cocked his head in an attempt to make himself look as cute as possible.
“There’s no way I’m going to give
you that much money.”
“Oh, come on, Simon!” Alvin
tugged at Simon’s shirt sleeve.
“No!” Simon shoved him off. “I refuse to lend you anymore.” He turned back around and finished
cleaning up the mess Alvin had caused.
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