NOTE: This is based on the '90s, but they are all grown up.

"Seymore," Simon called. As usual, his son didn't respond. Sometimes, Simon wondered if he had spent too much time around Alvin.

"Seymore!" till no response. Simon sighed. One of these days, he was going to go hoarse.

"SEEEEEYYYYYMMMMMOOOOORRRRRRRRRREE!"

"Coming!" Finally! The chipmunk trudged down the stairs.

"What is this?" Simon asked, holding up a book that was missing it's cover.

"It... was a very good book?" Seymore knew he was in trouble.

"Seymore, you never, ever, EVER treat a book like this." Simon's voice shook in anger.

"Look, it's just one book, okay? It's not the end of the world!" Seymore turned to leave.

"DON'T walk away from me when I'm talking to you!" Simon shouted.

Seymore turned around, the white 'S' on his shirt standing out clearly against the orange background. He had clearly inherited all of his looks from Simon.

"Dad, just let it go, okay? It's just a book!" Just then, Jeanette walked in. Taking one look at Simon, she asked, "What's wrong, honey?"

"This." He showed her the book. "That's the fifth one I've found like this in this week alone! Next thing you know, he'll be taking a round trip around the world, racing Brianna! And they'd probably drag Molly and Thomas along for the ride!" Brianna was Alvin and Brittany's child, and Molly and Thomas were Theodore and Eleanor's children.

"Oh, you're just remembering our adventure around the world." Jeanette said gently, then tripped over her shoelaces. She bent over to tie them again.

"You went around the world?" Seymore asked, suddenly interested. Simon had never told him that story, just in case he got his own ideas.

"Never mind." Simon hurriedly changed the subject. "So, how was school?"

"You went around the world?" Seymore asked again. "You?" He seemed disbelieving.

"If you must know, it was not my idea, and I told your uncle Alvin it was a bad idea, but he never listens. Afterwards, your grandpa Dave grounded him for weeks!" Simon turned away. "And he almost got killed!"

"What?" This sounded like an interesting story!

"Well, we were captured by natives who thought your uncle Theodore was their long-lost Prince of Plenty. They wouldn't let us live unless we decided to be his slaves. Well, not long afterwards, Theodore wanted some mushrooms. When we were gathering them, we stumbled onto this cave. In it were instructions to sacrifice the prince of plenty on the full moon. Well, you see, that night was the full moon, so Alvin decided to step in. We would've all been sacrificed singing Woolly Bully if the Chipettes hadn't come along right then!" Simon sounded just like he was back there, about to be sacrificed.

"Someday, I'm going on an adventure just like that!" Seymore declared.