They all arrived at the hospital a little while later. Brittany was in pain, but all they could do was wait. Alvin stayed by Brittany’s side. Dave stayed in the examining room with them, while Miss Miller waited out in the waiting room with the other chipmunks.

“How long is that doctor going to take?” Dave asked becoming impatient. “Brittany, how are you doing?”

“It still hurts,” she said. Tears were welling up in her eyes. “I just want to go home.”

“Me, too,” Alvin said.

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Outside in the waiting room the other were getting impatient. Miss Miller tried to keep them calm, but Theodore’s active imagination was running wild with him.

“What could be taking so long?” Theodore said, pacing the floor.

“Theodore,” Simon said, sitting in his chair and reading one the science magazines that was laying on one of the tables. “Would you just relax.”

“But what if there’s something wrong,” he said, getting more nervous. “What if…?”

“Theodore!” Eleanor shouted and shaking him. “Don’t say it!”

“Hey, guys,” Jeanette said. “Let’s not jump to conclusions.”

“That’s right,” Miss Miller said. “We shouldn’t speculate on anything. I’m sure Brittany is just fine. Hospitals get backed up, and sometimes it takes awhile.”

“But I’m just so worried,” Theodore said, hopping up on one of the chairs.

“I know, sweetie,” Miss Miller said. “But all we can do is wait.”

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Back in the examining room the doctor finally entered. Dave looked a little more relaxed.

“It’s about time,” Brittany said, folding her arms over.

“Looks like we have ourselves a sprained ankle,” the doctor said

“What do you mean, we?” Brittany said, sarcastically.

“Brittany,” Dave said, giving her a scolding look.

The doctor came over and started the examination. She squealed out in pain the moment he touched her ankle.

“Hey, watch it!” she shouted.

“Be a little more careful,” Alvin said. “That’s my girlfriend. She’s a delicate flower.”

“Oh, alright,” the doctor said.

“It’s not broken, is it?” Dave asked.

“No, it’s just a sprain,” the doctor said. “A few days off her feet, and she’ll be as good as new.”