"Of course! Watch me!", scoffed the red-sweatered chipmunk.
***later***
Theodore looked up as a massive belch echoed from the couch. He sighed and headed over to check on Alvin. To his surprise, Alvin's plate was empty! Alvin sat, licking the sticky syrup and crumbs of his paw, other hand resting on his stuffed, sticky, fur-covered belly. Theo gazed in awe.
Alvin patted his enlarged gut, belching again. "How was that, Theo?"
Theo masked his amazement, quickly pretending to be disinterested. "If I was Simon, I would say that was impressive. But you forget that I'm not the thinnest chipmunk ever and you just ate a normal meal for me.", he quickly lied. He didn't know why, but he wanted to see Alvin get fat in the next few days. Maybe so he wouldn't feel so alone, or do he could make fun of Alvin like Alvin did to him.
Alvin protested. "Woah, woah, woah! Who said I was done? Can you bring me a jug of milk and..."
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