(Well here we go, my first fanfic. I'ts going to have several chapters, I haven't decided how many though. I'll let the story tell me. . . Please review. . . Constructive comments are welcome, flames are NOT!)

'Well at least there's one bright spot in all of this.' Dave Seville beamed with pride as his youngest chipmunk-son took the stage for a solo, encore performance. 'A year ago he never would have done this. . . Too bad it has to come at a cost.'

Normally, all three of his sons would be included in the encore. But lately, the relationship his boys had with each other had been a little different. . . O.K. . . A lot different. The sudden change in the Chipmunks personality was putting a strain on the band. The fact that the novelty of singing chipmunks had come and gone, didn't help either. This left Dave to wonder how much longer his family could take before some thing happened that could never be fixed.

The biggest problem was that when the boy turned sixteen, their voices changed. . . For better and worse.

Just like humans (much to Dave's suprise) the chipmunk's voice's became lower, close to a men's high falsetto. Almost immediately, the concerned father could tell his two eldest sons lost some of their range and had a harder time with their pitch. To put it simply, the just couldn't sing like they used to. That caused tension enough. And to make matters worse, Theodore, the youngest Chipmunk, was singing better that ever. And, he was getting better with each performance.

Dave had a feeling that tonight's solo would be no different. . .

"Thank you!" Theodore addressed cheering the crowd, "thank you. . . Thank you. Thank you so much." The chipmunk spoke into the microphone stand as the applause and cheering died down.

"The last song I want to sing tonight is very close to my heart." He blushed, "it's a love song. I love, love songs anyway because they remind me of my girlfriend Eleanor." The crowd cheered again at the mention of one of the famous Chipettes.

"In fact," Theodore spoke again after the cheering stopped, "In three days Ellie and I will be celebrating five years since our first date." Again the audience erupted with applause, whistling, and cheering. "And i'm more in love with her now than I was the first time ever I saw her face."

With that, the lights went down to show three spotlights on stage. One highlighting a young man playing a stand-up bass on stage left, one on a middle aged man playing the piano stage right, and the last one shining on Theodore standing on a black stool behind the mic dead center.

The bass player plucked a few strings. . .A few beats later the pianist started playing a few keys. . .Then, Theodore began to sing. . .

"The first time. . . Ever I saw your face. . ."

"I thought the sun. . . Rose in your eyes. . ."

"And the moon, and the stars. . .Were the gifts you gave. . ."

"To the dark. . . And the endless sky. . . My love."

"To the dark. . . And the endless sky. . ."

"The first time. . . Ever I kissed you lips. . ."

"I felt the Earth. . .Move in my hand. . ."

"Like the trembling heart. . .Of a captive bird. . . "

"That was there. . .At my command. . .My love."

"That was there . . .At my command. . ."

The spotlight on the chipmunk dimmed, giving the piano player the chance to preform a twenty second solo. Then the music built up with notes escalating higher and higher until Theodore sang the final verse. Going up a key and showing all the power and control he had possessed with his new older voice. . .

"The first time. . . Ever I layed with you. . ."

"I felt your heart. . . So close to mine. . ."

Theodore seemed to hold that first note of 'mine' forever before going into the voice fluctuation the song was known for. . .

"And I knew our joy. . . Would fill the Earth . . ."

"And last. . . 'Till the end of time. . . My love."

"The first time. . .Ever I saw. . ."

Theodore loved to challenge himself to hold this note for as long as he could. The bassist an pianist played only a couple of notes, then let it go quiet in the auditorium for a more dramatic finish.

"Your face. . .Your face. . .Your face. . .Your face. . ."

The crowed exploded into the biggest round of applause of the night, ending with a standing ovation that lasted two minuets. As the crowed died down enough for the chipmunk to speak, he motioned to the stand-up bass player.

"Keep the applause going for my very best friend and honorary brother. . . Cody Richardson on stand-up bass!" The bassist gave wave of his hand as the continued to cheer.

"And. . . On piano. . . Our friend, our manager, and our father. . . Dave Seville!" The father stood up and gave a small bow.

" You've been a wonderful audience, I know Alvin and Simon appreciate you so much... GOODNIGHT!" Theodore shouted, ending another performance.