Author Note: Yes, I know the Chipmunks are American. But I'm British, and I'll be writing in British English. If you don't know what a particular word means, Google is your friend. If you still don't know what it is, feel free to ask. For those who want to force me to write in American English, tough. Learn to accept other cultures. I may have Simon use scientific terms, again, if you don't know what they mean, Google it. If you can't find it, then you can ask me. Also Pi is 3.141592654...

All around were lush green trees, and the ground was overgrown with various plants. It was silent apart from the singing of birds, the rustling of leaves and the quiet footsteps of the Chipmunks. They walked in a line, Alvin (as usual) at the front, Simon in the middle and Theodore wandering behind. Occasionally they would break the silence and talk quietly to each other.

Simon stopped suddenly, and Theodore walked into him.

"Hay, why'd you stop?" asked a confused Theodore

"Did you feel that?" asked a puzzled Simon, looking around

"Feel what?"

"Oh, it's probably nothing."

"Oi, what are you two doing?" asked Alvin, running back to his brothers

"Nothing" replied Simon

"So why are you standing there like you've seen a ghost?"

"It's nothing. Let's keep going."

"Si, when 'nothing' is bothering you, usually its something important."

"Don't suppose you'll say that the next time you come up with your hair-brained schemes?"

"Hay, my 'hair-brained' schemes are awesome. Like me. They just never seem to go to plan."

"I wonder why..." whispered Theodore

"I heard that!" said an annoyed Alvin, "Anyway, whats up Si?"

"It just felt like the ground was shaking. Its probably just me..." he trailed off when there was a sudden loud cracking noise.

"Doesn't sound like 'nothing', Si"

"Simon, whats happening?" asked a scared Theodore

"I don't know..."

Another loud crack, and suddenly the ground wasn't there. All Simon could see was black as he fell into nothing.

"Si..." a voice called out in the darkness.

Simon wandered what was happening, and who was that voice?

"Hay, Si" it called again

It sounded like Alvin...

"Oi, Si, Wake up." said Alvin, punching Simon in the arm.

"Ow. What was that for?" Simon moaned.

"You wouldn't wake up. Dave says to get ready. We're leaving soon."

"Where are we going?" Simon asked, groggily.

"Uh, hello! Camping trip! Remember? I thought you were meant to be the smart one." said Alvin, running out of the room.

Simon suddenly remembered. Dave was taking them on a camping trip for their summer holiday. He jumped out of bed and rushed around getting ready. Half an hour later, they were all sitting in the car. Dave reversed out of the drive and drove away smoothly. They passed the time talking among themselves and singing along to their favourite songs.