It was a typical morning in the Seville house…if you call typical Toby sleeping with Julie on the couch, Claire and Dave in Dave's room, Brittany actually up at seven in the morning, Jeanette not working on anything, Eleanor just waking up, and the boys in the kitchen. Alvin and Theodore opened the cookie jar.

"There's one left!" Alvin said. Theodore and Alvin suddenly began to stare at each other. "You're going to blink Theodore…you're going to blink…"

"I've only got cookies on my mind…I won't blink…," Theodore said. "Simon…be the referee…," Alvin said. Simon rolled his eyes and watched them.

-BLINK!-

"You both blinked at the same time," said Simon. "UGH!!" Alvin groaned. "There's only one way to settle it…a duel for cookies," Simon said. "Okay. Theodore VS me, piece of cake." "WHERE'S THE CAKE?!" Theodore shouted. "It's an expression, Theo," Simon explained. "Aw…," Theodore said, hanging his head. "Don't worry, you get a cookie if you win." "Why can't Alvin and I just split it?" "BECAUSE I WANT THE WHOLE THING!" Alvin shouted, pulling something out of a drawer. It was an oven mitt. "Uh-oh…"

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Half an hour later…

Theodore and Alvin sat on the floor, worn out. "Theodore…wins…," Alvin panted. "Where's my cookie?" Theodore asked. Simon hid his crummy paws behind his back and wiped off his crummy fur. "HE ATE IT!" Alvin shouted. "Oh man…," Simon muttered. "GET HIM!" Alvin yelled. Simon ran to the Chipettes' bedroom. (A.N. Dave remodeled the house and married Claire.) He began pounding on the door. "JEANETTE! PLEASE! OPEN UP!" The door was opened. Simon ran in and slammed it shut.

"Hey Simon," Jeanette said. "Hey Jean…," Simon said, out of breath. Brittany and Eleanor looked up.

"Why are you in here?" Brittany asked. "Alvin was chasing me, I needed an escape." "Why was he chasing you?" "He and Theodore fought for a cookie but I ate it while they fought." There was pounding on the door. "If he asks, I'm not here!" Simon yelled, diving under Jeanette's pillow. Jeanette opened the door. "WHERE IS HE?!" Alvin yelled. "Under Jeanette's pillow," Brittany answered. "Brittany…," Simon growled. Alvin chased him out of the room. Then noises and yelps were heard. "Oh brother…," Brittany said as she and Jeanette ran out the door. Eleanor sat up as Theodore came in.

"Hey Theodore, what's the matter?" Eleanor asked. Theodore sighed. "Simon ate my cookie. And now he and Alvin are fighting." "Oh, don't worry. Don't tell anyone. I keep a secret stash in a draw in my dresser," Eleanor said, leading Theodore to her dresser. She pulled out a bag of chocolate chip cookies and handed one to Theodore. "Really Ellie?" Theodore asked. "Really," Eleanor said. "Thanks." They hugged. Theodore broke the cookie in two. "Here!" he said. They giggled and ate their cookies as they began talking. They talked about their favorite kinds of cookies.

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Meanwhile…

The doorbell rang. After much fighting, Alvin, Brittany, Jeanette, and Simon had split up in twos and went with their counterpart. "We've got it," Alvin said. He gave Brittany a boost and she pulled the knob. The door opened, and black figure snatched them up. "HEY BUSTER! WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE!" Brittany yelled.

"Your worst nightmare," the figure replied. Brittany and Alvin looked at each other. "Please don't let his driving be as reckless as Toby's…"

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Alvin and Brittany were dumped out of a cage onto a floor. They were tied together. "LET US GO, CREEP!" Brittany yelled. Alvin held her paw as the figure approached them. "Ah…you two. Traitors. I made you huge, and you left." "IAN…" "Alright Alvin. It is me." "You only did it for your own wealth! We could have died of exhaustion on stage!" "I realize that." "Man, you ARE awful…" "Quiet, chipmunk." Alvin was about to fire back, but Brittany squeezed his hand as a signal not to. "Now, if you two ever want to see your family again…work for me," Ian said. "But won't you keep us?" Brittany asked. "Oh yeah. I guess either way it's no family for the rest of your lives," Ian said, smirking. "Oh brother, here we go again on the 'How I was raised' story," Alvin groaned. "My father left when I was about four and…"

Three hours later…

Still tied up, Alvin and Brittany had fallen asleep two hours and a half ago. Ian, not noticing, was STILL telling his story. "When I got to be about twenty-eight, I had my masters degree in…ARE YOU LISTENING?!" Ian snapped. "We stopped when you got to five," Alvin moaned sleepily. "Great! I need to start from the beginning again!" Ian said. "NO!" Alvin and Brittany shouted simultaneously. "Fine. We're going to the recording studio, where I have some fresh-written songs of my own for you two." Ian dragged them to the recording studio.

At the Seville house…

Simon and Jeanette, full of panic, ran into Dave's room. "DAVE!" "DAVE!" Dave and Claire rubbed their eyes.

"What guys?" Claire asked, rubbing her eyes. "ALVIN AND BRITTANY ARE GONE!" Simon yelped.

"Are you sure this isn't a prank?" Dave asked. "I'm sure it isn't! The doorbell rang and they got it, and I think the figure grabbed them, and now they're just absolutely GONE," Jeanette explained. "Dave, go tell Eleanor and Theodore. I'm not sure how they'll take it," Claire said. Dave got up and went into the chipettes' room. Eleanor and Theodore had fallen asleep next to each other. "GUYS GET UP!" Dave yelped. Eleanor and Theodore shot up. "What Dave, what?!" Theodore asked. "Alvin and Brittany are gone! Someone rang the doorbell, they answered, it, and now they're absolutely gone and nobody can find them at all! Simon and Jeanette thought the person who rang it took them but we still don't know who-"

"DAVE!" Eleanor yelled. "What?" Dave asked. "Just breathe for a minute and continue…more slowly," Eleanor said. "We still don't know who rang that doorbell and took them…" "Theodore and I have a feeling," Eleanor said nervously. "Who…?" "Well put two and two together. The kidnapper must have known they would answer…so…" Dave's brain did the math. "Oh my gosh…it's…!"

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