My Erotic Fan Fiction of Dave From the Chipmunks

Let me start by saying, I have nothing against Jason Lee but he’s not my David Seville. More of an American Cumberbatch than an Earl, in my humble opinion. Dave was a tortured pianist-composer dressed effortlessly in a button-down softened by the sweet moisture of struggling for the perfect note. He didn’t want kids but there he was with three chipmunk boys. I remember him as I wish to, bedroom eyes the color of hazel, or lavender, or brown, it sort of depends on what frame you pause on. In his perfectly fictional honor I present my Dave Seville fan fiction.