Authors Notes: Hey everyone, this is just a really random idea that I thought could be fun to write. The start is a bit abrupt, but with my time limit, it's the best I can do.

Disclaimer: If I actually owned any part of Alvin and the Chipmunks, I would be in the process of writing a fourth movie set in Australia.

Through Our Eyes

Chapter one: Why You Don't Go Snooping.

Dave struck a Michael Jackson pose as he danced around with the broom. His iPod earphones were blasting full bolt as he moon walked backwards to a spot he knew he had missed. He sang at the top of his lungs, "You know I'M BAD, I'M BAD, you know it! OW!"

He knew he sounded like pure crap, but seeing as his kids were at school, why did he care? They wouldn't be home til 3 and it was only 2.30 in the afternoon. Why not enjoy himself while he cleaned up yet another one of his own cooking disasters? After another half an hour of sweeping, scrubbing and mopping, everything looked brand new and untouched. Dave sighed in relief and walked out of the kitchen, saying to himself, "That's the last time I try to cook an omelette!"

Dave strode down the main hallway of the massive house he and the kids had recently moved into, relishing the soft and glowing sunlight flowing through the windows. The was the house he used to be only be able to dream about living in and now it was a glorious reality. He had everything that he could've ever wanted. A massive music studio to compose music and lyrics, a recording booth, a decent sized stage for concert practice and every instrument imaginable. There was a pool and Jacuzzi in the backyard and an old oak tree that he tied a tyre swing to.

But all that was nothing compared to his family that he'd been raising for five years now. He was proud with every single one of his kids, who had reached their teenage years and had matured nicely. All of them had grown up a lot after the misadventure on the deserted island.

Theodore was still as sweet and innocent as ever, but you couldn't call him 'Theadorable' anymore, Theo wouldn't allow it. He had really changed and lost quite a lot of his baby fat when he started to join Eleanor in her workouts. The loss of weight caused him to lose the chubby cheeked look, which wasn't a big loss as it left behind a very handsome and mature face. The compliments he had been getting gave him the confidence to ask Eleanor out!

Boy, could those two cook! The house was always had an interesting smell when the green eyed chipmunks got going with a new recipe they had discovered. That was a God send at times when Simon and Jeanette's experiments went wrong and the pong of burning acid and metal come wafting up from the basement!

Ever since he accidently became Simone, Simon had mellowed out a little and was willing to live life a little more and take risks. It made him (and Alvin) very happy-go-lucky and his laughter was heard a lot more frequently. Everyone loved this new and happy Simon, especially Jeanette, who Simon had taken out several times and always came back all giggly and giddy. It made Dave smile just thinking about it.

As for Alvin and Brittany, things had only changed a little bit. They both had strong feelings about each other, but Alvin was hiding it in a different way now that his ego had taken a massive beating and had deflated. After getting off the island, Alvin had matured a lot faster than Dave had thought possible. Probably from guilt, shame and massive embarrassment, Alvin had bullied himself into growing up and settling down. He seemed to be happy with this change in behaviour, but everyone knew that Alvin was still uncomfortable.

Brittany was confused at first with the very quiet, thoughtful, and for some reason, shy chipmunk, but warmed up to him after a couple of weeks. It was an odd thing not have to shout at them both for arguing at the top of their lungs. Instead, you could have mistaken Alvin for Simon as he tried to talk Brittany without acting like a player, the stuttering and nervousness was humbling. Brittany must've thought it was cute, because otherwise she wouldn't be giggling and cuddling up to him on the couch at night.

As Dave strode past the door leading down to Simon's lab which was slightly ajar, he noticed a bright blue light flashing through the crack. Curious, he opened the door and went down stairs, flicking the light switch on as he went. He knew the bespectacled couple had been working on something classified, but he was perfectly at liberty to take a look, seeing as this was his house.

The lab wasn't really a scientific sort of lab, more like an inventors workshop. The walls were lined with shelves filled with old blueprints, wires and bits and pieces of experiments that didn't work out. There were two work benches in the middle of the room. Dave couldn't help but smirk at how ridiculously tidy they were, the tools were all lined up according to size and frequency. He was tempted to move them around randomly to see if Simon would freak out, but something else caught his attention.

On the second workbench was a large vial of aqua blue liquid, sitting next to a chemistry set. Dave walked over to it and saw the blueprint. The title read, "DNA Conversion Solution. Test Subject- Unknown."

Suddenly, Dave heard the high pitched voices of his kids calling, "Dave, we're home!"

Not wanting to be seen snooping, Dave spun around and started to run toward the stairs, but not before clumsily slipping backwards on the tiled floor. As he went down, he tried to grab the edge of the workbench, but only knocked the vial of solution. The liquid sprayed all over his face as the vial smashed on the floor and he landed on his back in pain.

The last thing poor Dave remembered was the solution starting to burn through his skin...

"Are you freakin' kidding me? This is what you two have been working on?"

"Alvin! Everyone, please just calm down!"

"Calm down? Jeanette, look at him! He's going to be beside himself!"

"Brittany, please-!"

"Is he going to die?"

"Of course not Theodore, Dave's gonna be just fine!"

"Fine, Simon? He's gonna have a heart attack when he sees what's happened to him!"

"Hey, hey, HEY! Shut up. He's waking up now! Quick! Put the blindfold on him! We'll reveal this little situation slowly."

"A little situation?"

"I said shut up, Alvin!"

The burning light that had been shining through his eyelids had suddenly disappeared into darkness. An extremely confused and dazed Dave found himself being pulled to his feet. For some reason, he couldn't keep himself standing and felt the pairs of hands keeping him upright increase their grip. His sore legs slipped and slid on the tiles while trying to support his aching body. He tried to talk, but his dry throat only let him splutter stupidly.

"Whoa, whoa. Guys, keep him steady and bring him over here in front of the mirror. Dave, relax and don't try to talk. The girls have gone to get you some water," spoke a familiar voice. Dave nodded vigorously as he was half dragged to the other side of the room. He was brought to a halt with his mind still racing. Where was he? Who was holding him? Why did Simon want him blindfolded?

"Bottoms up Dave!" cried Eleanor anxiously. Somebody forced his mouth open and poured water down his throat, Dave gagged at first, but the rest of it came down nicely. There was silence as he relished in the cold water soothing his dry throat.

After a few moments, Dave had finished drinking. The grip on his shoulders and back had loosened and the blind fold was being untied. Then came Simons voice from right next to him, "Now Dave, this is going to be a massive shock for you, okay? Just relax and try to take this in slowly. Try not to panic, cause everything is going to be fine."

Dave turned his head in Simon's direction as the blind fold came off. Surprisingly, they were both eye-to-eye. He then looked in the mirror as the fogginess left his vision. What he saw made his dark brown eyes widen in shock..

He couldn't have been any taller than Simon or Jeanette. Jet black fur covered his body and white stripes started at the back of his neck and ran straight to the tip of his long tail. A thin brown stripe ran from the tip of his velvety grey nose to the top of his head where a scruff of fur sat messily. Two rotatable ears were perked forward in alarm. The hands keeping him on his feet were actually the paws of Alvin and Jeanette, standing either side of him and watching his reaction in nervousness.

After a few minutes of scanning his tiny new body, the should-be-human gave a hitch pitched yelp, "Oh my God! Simon? Jeanette! What the hell?" He became even more alarmed when he heard his new voice (LOL, just imagine a high-pitched Jason Lee!)

Dave looked at everyone in turn as they stared back worriedly. Alvin and Jeanette released their grip on Dave's shoulders and this time, the nails on his feet spread apart and his tail centred itself, allowing him to balance and stand upright on his hind legs. Eleanor slowly walked up to Dave, who still looked a little scared and placed a hand gently on his shoulder.

"Dave," she announced anxiously, "Welcome to the fold..."

A/N: Again, so sorry about the sucky intro, but it'll get better, believe me...