Tetsuwan Chipmunks
This is a crazy idea that just took hold of me. It's an Alvin and the Chipmunks crossover with Astro Boy! It makes absolutely no sense, and is a totally silly idea. But it sounded like fun, so what the heck! I'm dedicating the story to member GeekyGirl3000, because she goaded me into writing a chipmunk story in a PM. And I really CAN'T refuse the idea, because my middle name is Alvin. Really, it's on my birth certificate!
Please note that Alvin, Simon, Theodore, and David Seville are the creations of Ross Bagdasarian and Ross Bagdasarian Jr., who hold the copyright to them.
Astro Boy is the creation of Osmau Tezuka.
NOTE: For you Alvin and the Chimpmunk fans who've never heard of Astro Boy (!) here are some notes:
Astro is a super hero robot about the size of a ten year old boy. He was created by scientist Dr. Tenma to replace his own son who had died in a traffic accident. Astro has the strength of 100,000 horse power and can fly thought the air using jet/rocket engines in his feet. He has other powers as well such as super hearing, extreme intelligence, searchlights in his eyes so he can see in the dark, etc...
Dr. O'Shay is Astro's guardian, who adopted him after Dr. Tenma went mad and abandoned him.
Uran is Astro's little sister, created by Dr. O'Shay. She is also a super strong robot, but can't fly and has 'only' half of his 100,000 hp strength.
Cobalt is Astro's older brother. He was actually a prototype for Astro created by Dr. Tenma and placed in storage before Astro was 'born'. Cobalt was latter discovered and reactivated as Astro's brother.
Nora is Dr. O'Shay's robot nanny who takes care of the house hold while he is at work.
Yuko is Dr. O'Shay's assistant at the Institute of Science, where he is the head of the organization.
Skunk Kusai is a good for nothing thief and general villain. He's up to no good in this story!
Detective Tawashi Is the chief detective for the Metro City police. He doesn't like robot's much but he tolerates Astro because he often helps out catching criminals.
Chapter one
Some hotel, in another city, in another country, on the Chipmunk's tour schedule
Alvin sat on the edge of the bed tuning his guitar. He plucked a string and twisted the tension adjustment while he listened to the note. Simon sat on the bed next to his younger brother and moaned. "You do realize that you are about a quarter of a semi-tone flat on your adjustments there, don't you?"
"And you realize that you have a tin ear, don't you bro?" Alvin shot back at him.
"Nope, YOU'RE the one with the tone deaf ears Alvin. You are ALWAYS a little flat. You tune your guitar flat, you sing flat, and the tires on your bicycle are always flat!" Simon replied.
"Alvin, Simon's right. Your guitar IS tuned a bit flat." David injected from the next room. "I'm not sure it's exactly a quarter of a semi-tone flat, but it is a bit too low in pitch."
Alvin sighed and started to re-tune the guitar AGAIN. Dave was right, Simon had golden ears. He could actually differentiate pitch between two notes just a TENTH of a semi-tone apart, WITHOUT listening for a beat note. Maybe what they say about having one sense weaken causing the others to strengthen is true. Simon wore thick glasses to correct his near sightedness. Maybe that's why his ears were so sharp.
Theodore practiced his drumming using the pads and sticks rather than set up his drum set in the hotel room, which the other guests in the hotel wing probably appreciated. David Seville had his keyboard in the other room, and was trying out some new variations. He wore full, over the ears, headphones to keep from disturbing anybody. The Chipmunks had a few more shows to do in town, and then they hit the road. Their next major stop would be in the Metro City stadium where they had a solid week booked. Metro City would also be the last stop on this tour, then it was back to L.A., and also back to school for Alvin, Simon, and Theodore.
The O'shay household, Metro City
Uran couldn't sit still. She ran around the house holding onto a flyer that had come in the mail tucked inside of her "Tiger Beat" magazine. She ran into Nora and almost knocked the nanny robot over. Dr. O'Shay almost became a victim of the over excited girl and tried to calm her down.
"Uran, what are you so excited about! Please calm down." the old man said.
"I'm sorry Doctor. It's just that Alvin is in town! The chipmunks are going to perform live at the stadium, and we've GOT to get tickets! I so adore them. PLEASE can we go see them! PRETTY PLEASE!," she begged him.
"Let me see that flyer then," O'Shay said, bending down to see Uran eye to eye at her level.
Uran handed her guardian the leaflet.
"Let's see, the show is in three weeks, and will run for several days. Yes, I can see that I won't be busy on the Friday evening of the second show, and school is out for the summer, so neither you, Astro, or Cobalt would have any problems with that. I'll have Yuko order us tickets tomorrow, OK?"
"THANK YOU!" Uran yelled out in joy, She jumped into O'Shay's arms and gave him a big hug, and kissed him on the check.
Uran then continued to run around the house yelling.
"Yippie! I'm going to see Alvin! I'm going to see the Chipmunks!"
She ran smack into Astro who had just walked out of his bedroom to see what his sister was yelling about. The little girl knocked Astro over and they both fell to the floor with a crash.
"Slow down Uran!" Astro cried. "You're way to hyper! Have you been recharging yourself from the wrong outlet?"
"I'm sorry big brother." Uran laughed. "I'm just so happy because Dr. O'Shay is going to get us tickets to see the Chipmunks! Alvin is in town with his brothers. YES!"
Astro knew who the Chipmunks were. He'd seen the rock band perform on TV, and he couldn't help but be familiar with their music as Uran had ALL of their albums, and she played them constantly. Not that Astro didn't like music, in fact he and Cobalt had gotten guitars for their birthdays (it was actually Cobalt's idea) and they often jammed together. Astro had a six string guitar, Cobalt had went for a bass. Cobalt had bought Uran a keyboard on the sly, and she was still trying to learn how to play it. Astro had to admit that his sister wasn't half bad on the keyboard, if she stuck to Bach, but she couldn't quite 'rock' yet.
The door to the house opened and Cobalt walked in.
"Hi everyone I'm home!" he yelled.
Astro quickly grabbed his older brother and marched him off to the bedroom.
"If you want to stay in one piece you'd better keep out of Uran's way," Astro warned him. "Shes so hyper active you'd think she just charged herself up directly from Magnimite!"
"It doesn't take much to get Uran going, what's up this time?"
"Dr. Oshay just promised us tickets to see the Chipmunks, that's all," Astro said dead pan.
"REALLY!" Cobalt said excitedly. "WOW, I really dig Simon's bass guitar! He's the reason I bought mine!"
"So that explains it," Astro thought to himself. He wondered why his brother had wanted to form his own family rock and roll band. He was a Chipmunks fan nut too! Astro face palmed and walked away from Cobalt. Things were going to get a bit out of control in the household until after the Chipmunks left town.
Institute of Science
Dr. O'Shay found himself drumming his fingers on the desk. He absent mindedly hummed the same piece that he had been drumming. Darn, that tune was catchy. O'Shay realized that it was one of the Chipmunk records that Uran had been playing all evening on her stereo. He only had to yell at her a dozen times to turn the volume down! O'Shay buzzed Yuko on the intercom.
"Yuko, can you get me an list of the stuff I have in my storage locker? I'm looking for something that I put away years ago when I moved into the new house."
"Sure, Dr. O'Shay, give me a minute." She answered.
The storage receipt appeared on O'Shay's terminal in a few minutes. He had been in Metro City for over a score of years now, but before that he had lived on the other side of the country. He had a larger house back then and had kept everything he'd ever owned since his high school days. You'd never know it by looking at O'Shay today, but he'd once been a drummer in a heavy metal rock band. O'Shay ran his finger down the list of items he'd packed away in the cavernous, air conditioned storage locker the institute had arranged for him. Most of the stuff should have been thrown away years ago. YES! There they were! His drum set was listed in the contents.
"I'm going to surprise those kids!" O'Shay thought to himself.
Another, less desirable, part of Metro City
Skunk Kusai had just been released from jail on parole, and he was quite angry and depressed. Kusai thought that he had tried every kind of scam deal possible. He was tried of the strong arm tactics that had landed him in jail many times. Most of his early schemes were, on retrospect, quite obvious and getting caught was the inevitable conclusion. Robbing banks, museums, and jewelery stores at gun point was for low brow, brainless hoodlums. Kusai was on to greater ideas.
He sat in his easy chair and read the newspaper. In the entertainment section was an article on events scheduled at the Metro City stadium for the last few weeks of the summer. In two weeks David Seville and his Chipmunks would be in town for a week's engagement. Now that brought back a memory. Several years ago in America, he had tried to scam Seville into an agent deal for his solo act. David had been a fair to good singer, and a decent song writer, but he wasn't cut out for a solo career. He was nothing without backup. Skunk had read that Mr. Seville had formed a new group with some "unusual" talent. He decided that he'd get some payback for the last time he and Seville had crossed paths. That experience had cost him a few months extra stay in L.A., in the city lockup. Well now Dave was on HIS turf, so maybe he'd turn the tables on Seville and get some payment out of the guy.
Metro City Stadium, ten days later
David Seville carefully checked out the stage and the wiring of the sound system. It looked to be in order, but they would try it out at their first live rehearsal that evening. The instruments had made it in one piece and were in storage in a locked trailer inside the stadium, just back of the third base line. The Metro City baseball team, the Lions, had just started a long away trip the previous day, and wouldn't be back for almost two weeks. It was the longest away period for the team, and the Chipmunk's tour manager had taken advantage of it. The Chipmunks had five show days lined up, with two days to setup the show, and a day to tear down. The advertising posters were already plastered all over town, and the stadium had pictures of the four of them at every box office, entrance, and all over the parking lot.
Alvin climbed onto the empty stage and stared out into where his audience would soon be. He bowed again and again to the imaginary applause that he heard in his head. Simon was standing next to Dave and the two of them took one look at Alvin and face palmed. Theodore came running out of nowhere, his face was full of tomato sauce. The stadium wasn't open for business, but he had managed to find a pizza stand and had just finished stuffing his face.
"Come on guys, let's check out our changing rooms inside the stadium." Dave suggested.
Alvin reluctantly left the stage after bowing one last time to the imaginary crowd, and the four performers left the field through the runway where the teams would normally enter and leave. Dave led them to the the locker room where several changing areas for them had been quickly built out of two by fours and sheet rock. There were four separate rooms, each with a lockable door. Each room had a small sink, a full length mirror on a wall, with ample lighting. Each of the doors had one of the performers names written inside of a star shaped sticker. Alvin looked at his and seemed a bit miffed.
"What's wrong Alvin?" Simon asked, seeing the look on his younger brother's face.
"They didn't make my star big enough!" Alvin said.
"You can't fit a star large enough on a door to match YOUR ego!" Simon sighed.
Alvin held a copy of an old newspaper that he had found somewhere in the halls of the stadium.
"When we finish our performances here, my name is going to be talked about in Metro City more than this Astro character." Alvin boasted.
"Who's Astro?" Theodore asked.
"Oh just some local hero robot type," Alvin said holding up a newspaper and pointing to an article in it.
"Show some respect, Alvin," Dave Seville said. "I've heard of Astro Boy, he's done a lot of good in town, mostly in keeping the crime rate down and helping out in emergencies. He's a real live Batman-Superman mix from what I gather. And don't let me or anyone catch you bad mouthing robots while we are here. They are an important part of the society in this country."
"Yes Buwana-san!" Alvin said bowing to Dave in a mocking manor.
"He's just mixed Swahili with Japanese!" Simon faced palmed.
"Sometimes, Alvin, I just don't know what I'm going to do with you!" Dave sighed.
Later that evening …
The rehearsal had gone very well. The sound stage was perfect, all of the amplifiers were set up perfectly. Dave and walked all around the stadium while the boys jammed on stage, and he couldn't find a single spot in the stands where the sound was distorted, too loud, or too soft. The Metro City crew had a great group of audio engineers on the stadium events staff.
Dave was also pleased with his boys. Even Alvin was singing on key for a change. Theodore's drumming was perfect, and he even demonstrated his ability to keep up a raging tempo by showing off with a rendition of the Surfaris "wipe out".
"That was great!" Dave told the boys. "If you guys play like that the day after tomorrow when we open, the reviews will be golden!"
"Naturally!" Alvin bowed.
"All right, let's get back to the hotel and get ready for tomorrow. We have a picture shoot and a session with the press. You guys need to get some sleep. I'll call us a cab." Dave said.
Elsewhere ….
Skunk Kusai still had some low friends in high places that owed him a favor or two. He got David Seville's cell phone number through the services of a buddy in the phone company, and borrowed a cab from another. Skunk donned a simple disguise so he wouldn't be recognized. He obtained the use of warehouse as payback for yet another favor owed him, and got to work.
Back at the Stadium ….
Dave's cell phone rang. He didn't recognize the number, but he had expected a call from some press agents, so he took the call.
"Is this Mr. Seville?" The caller asked.
"Yes, this is he, whom am I speaking with?" Dave asked.
"I'm Chikara Aritake from the Metro City news," Skunk lied. "Can I meet with you for say a half an hour?"
"We were just heading back to the hotel." Dave told him. "The boys need to get some rest, can this wait till tomorrow?"
"I don't need to talk to the boys, just you. I'll send a cab to bring them back to the hotel, and I'll meet you at the stadium. I have a car, I'll bring you back to your hotel when we are done." Skunk said.
"Well …." Dave hesitated. He figured that Simon was responsible enough to keep Alvin in line long enough to get them to the hotel. "Sure, fine. I'll wait for you."
"Great! My friend with the cab should be there for the boys any second now!" Skunk finished and hung up the phone.
A black and yellow Metro City cab pulled up a few minutes later and it was Skunk in disguise that stuck his head out the window.
"Hi, is there a David Seville here waiting for a cab? I'm a friend of Mr. Aritake" he said.
"Yes, right here," David answered.
Skunk got out of the cab and walked around to open the door.
"Listen boys, I'll meet you back at the hotel in about an hour or so. I 'm waiting for a reporter. He's sent this cab to take you back to the hotel. Call me from the room when you get in, OK?" Dave said.
"Sure Dave," Simon said.
The three chipmunks got in the back seat. Skunk closed the door, got back in the front of the cab and drove off. Now that he had the boys, he'd be demanding some payment from Dave if he wanted them back in time for the show. Oh sweet revenge!