Dave was not happy when Simon came into the house late.

Dave: Simon, where have you been? I've been worried sick for you and Alvin!

Simon: Dave, you'll never guess what Alvin's up to. I was not there by choice.

Dave: He's still talking about this werewolf, isn't he?

Simon: *sighs* You guessed it, he wouldn't leave until he caught it.

This was starting to get out of hand, Alvin was driving everyone crazy with the werewolf, perhaps this would stop if he'd just listen to reason.

Dave: Simon, go to bed, I'll talk to Alvin when he gets back.

Simon: I doubt he's coming back anytime soon, Dave.

But as soon as Simon went upstairs, Alvin burst into the house.

Dave: Alvin, we need to have a little talk about your new hobby.

But as soon as Alvin looked up, Dave saw that he was crying, something wasn't right.

Dave: Alvin...what's wrong?

Alvin rolled up his sleeve and showed his dad his arm, it was bleeding, but it didn't look too serious. Still, it caused Dave to worry for his son.

Dave: What happened?

Alvin: I hope you're happy! The werewolf bit me as soon as I was left alone!

While Dave believed Alvin could've been bitten, he didn't believe it was a wolf...or a werewolf for that matter. Alvin sobbed softly and Dave picked him up, cradling him in his arms.

Dave: Alvin, I don't think that's possible, it was probably just a dog.

Alvin: No, Dave! It was a werewolf! I know the difference between a dog and a wolf! It definitely wasn't a dog!

Dave: Alvin...*sighs* There's no such thing as werewolves, you've been watching too many scary movies.

Alvin: But Dave, I know what I saw! I'm not joking, there really was a werewolf!

But Dave didn't take Alvin seriously.

Dave: Listen, Alvin, I need you to stop watching those scary movies, you're too young for such violence.

Alvin: Dave, I'm 8 years old, I've watched a lot of them and I pushed through them all!

Dave continued to argue with Alvin as he cleaned and bandaged his arm.

Dave: Alvin, every time you've watched a scary movie, you've been having nightmares.

Alvin: I still pushed through my nightmares! I'm not Theodore!

Finally, Dave gave up trying to talk sense into Alvin.

Dave: Alvin, just go to bed, you're clearly too cranky from being up all night.

Alvin: Fine! But just so you know, I'm right!

Dave: Alvin!

Alvin: You'll see! I know you'll believe me then!

Dave: ALVIN!!!!

Alvin: Ugh!

Alvin stomped upstairs and slammed the bedroom door shut, waking Simon and Theodore up.

Theodore: A-Alvin?

Alvin: Please don't talk to me.

Alvin plopped down on his bed and took his cap off.

Simon: Alvin, this isn't about the whole werewolf business, is it?

But Alvin didn't say anything, he was too upset. Theodore got out of his bed and hugged his big brother, Alvin didn't even flinch.

Theodore: W-Will Teddy make you feel better?

Alvin didn't make eye contact with Theodore, he simply just ignored him. He buried his head under his pillow.

Simon: Alvin, you're gonna have to talk eventually, you can't avoid us forever.

But Alvin didn't even talk the rest of the night, Simon and Theodore gave up and went back to bed.