Alvin and the Chipmunks

Chipmunks Origins: Noah

My name is Noah Jagers-Seville. This is the story of how I became a Seville. It starts in Ireland, where I was born. A forest fire wiped out the entire forest I was born in, killing everyone, except for me. I then found the McPherson Home for Orphans. For the first few years, life was good. But when Mr. McPherson died and his son took over, life was a living heck.

One day, I decided to run away to America, the land of Opportunity and Democracy. Luckily, Alvin and the Chipmunks, my favorite musical group, was on tour. When they were boarding their boat, I snuck aboard and hid below deck. Being on a boat made break into an ol' sailor tune of my country.

Sail away where no ball and chain

Can keep us from the roarin' waves

Together undivided

But forever we'll be free

So sail away aboard our rig

The moon is full and so are we

Seven drunken pirates

We're the seven deadly sins

So the years rolled by and several died

And left us somewhat reelin'

Johnny strummed his Tommy gun

Left blastin' through the ceiling

What became of rebels

Who sang for you and me?

Grapplin' with their demons

In the search for liberty

Sufferers who suffer all

Can swim upon the desert

Avarice has ravaged all

In spite of good intentions

Don't fill your mouth with gluttony

For pride will surely swell

But nothing's unforgiven

In the four corners of Hell

So sail away where no ball and chain

Can keep us from the roarin' waves

Together undivided

But forever we'll be free

Sail away aboard our rig

The moon is full and so are we

Seven drunken pirates

We're the seven deadly sins

Seven drunken pirates

We're the seven deadly sins

I envy and it's evil twin

It crept in bed with slander

Idiots, they gave advice

Both sloth it gave no answer

Anger kills the human soul

With bitter tales of lust

While Pavlov's dogs keep chewin'

On the legs they never trust

Oh, sail away where no ball and chain

Can keep us from the roarin' waves

Together undivided

But forever we'll be free

Sail away aboard our rig

The moon is full and so are we

Seven drunken pirates

We're the seven deadly sins

We're seven drunken pirates

We're the seven deadly sins

But it's the only life we'll know

Blagards to the bone

So don't wreck yourself, take an honest grip

For there's more tales beyond the shore

Ah, the years rolled by and several died

And left us somewhat reelin'

In and out came crawlin' out

And spewed upon the ceiling

What became of rebels?

That sang for you and me

Grapplin' with their demons

In the search for liberty

Sail away where no ball and chain

Can keep us from the roarin' waves

Together undivided

But forever we'll be free

Sail away aboard our rig

The moon is full and so are we

Seven drunken pirates

We're the seven deadly sins

Sail away where no ball and chain

Can keep us from the roarin' waves

Together undivided

But forever we'll be free

Sail away aboard our rig

The moon is full and so are we

Seven drunken pirates

We're the seven deadly sins

Seven drunken pirates

We're the seven deadly sins

Seven drunken pirates

We're the seven deadly sins

Unfortunately, when we sailed into in Los Angles, California, The captain found me. "Ah-ha! A stowaway. You are in big trouble, kid!" he yelled, grabbing me by the collar of my tattered sweater. "What's going on back here, Captain?" I heard a voice say. Simon, the blue-clad, bespectacled chipmunk walked into the cargo hold.

"I found this ugly, ragged stowaway hiding here, hoping to hitchhike to America." the captain said. "Well... he's got a point." I said. I was a mess. I was wearing a ragged, torn green sweater with patches, my hair was long and unruly and my feet were bare. Then Theodore, the pudgy, green-clad chipmunk walked in. "I think we can help him. What's your name?" he asked. "My full name is Noah Thomas Jagers. I can work for you to pay my airfare. I'm a good singer." I said. I then broke into song.

I wanna be a billionaire so fricking bad

Buy all of the things I never had

Uh, I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine

Smiling next to Oprah and the Queen

Oh every time I close my eyes

I see my name in shining lights

A different city every night oh

I swear the world better prepare

For when I'm a billionaire

Yeah I would have a show like Oprah

I would be the host of, everyday Christmas

Give Noah a wish list

I'd probably pull an Angelina and Brad Pitt

And adopt a bunch of babies that ain't never had it

Give away a few Mercedes like here lady have this

And last but not least grant somebody their last wish

Its been a couple months since I've single so

You can call me Noah Claus minus the Ho Ho

Get it, he he, I'd probably visit where Katrina hit

And darn sure do a lot more than FEMA did

Yeah can't forget about me stupid

Everywhere I go Imma have my own theme music

Oh every time I close my eyes

I see my name in shining lights

A different city every night oh

I swear the world better prepare

For when I'm a billionaire

Oh oooh oh oooh for when I'm a Billionaire

Oh oooh oh oooh for when I'm a Billionaire

I'll be playing basketball with the President

Dunking on his delegates

Then I'll compliment him on his political etiquette

Toss a couple milli in the air just for the heck of it

But keep the fives, twentys (?) completely separate

And yeah I'll be in a whole new tax bracket

We in recession but let me take a crack at it

I'll probably take whatever left and just split it up

So everybody that I love can have a couple bucks

And not a single tummy around me would know what hungry was

Eating good sleeping soundly

I know we all have a similar dream

Go in your pocket pull out your wallet

And put it in the air and sing

I wanna be a billionaire so fricking bad

Buy all of the things I never had

Uh, I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine

Smiling next to Oprah and the Queen

Oh every time I close my eyes

I see my name in shining lights

A different city every night oh

I swear the world better prepare

For when I'm a billionaire oooo,oooo when I'm a billionare

ooo,oooo when Im a billion-

I wanna be a billionaire so frickin bad!

Simon laughed. "I think he'll be a valuable addition to the band." he said. Theodore came up and hugged me. "I think he can be a valuable addition to the family." he said. "Thanks, but I must decline. I am a peasant and will live with my own people. Farewell, Alvin and the Chipmunks. May God permit us meeting again someday." I said. Then I jumped off the ship and set off on my own. That night, as I slept, shivering in the cold, three unknown people carried me to a bed.

The next morning, I woke up in a huge bedroom. It had a 70 inch plasma screen TV on the opposite wall, my own soda bar, and a... jacuzzi? What the heck? On a chair near me, a brand new green sweater hung. When I went downstairs, following the scent of chocolate chip pancakes, Theodore greeted me. "Hey, Noah; What do you like on your pancakes? Maple or strawberry syrup?" I shook my head. "I can't stay, Theodore." I said. "Why not, Noah? Your singing voice would be a major improvement." Simon said. "At least stay for breakfast." Alvin said. My stomach growled. "Well, I am a little hungry." I said. While the Chipmunks were eating, I sang a classic Irish ditty.

I raise me glass i hum a tune

and suddenly Ireland's in this room

so gather round to its health

home-skiddly-doo ree!(home-skiddly doo ree)

i smell the hills i used to roam

the cool wet marsh where heather's grown

I'll soon return when me work is done

home-skiddly doo ree!(home-skiddly doo ree)

i may travel continents to towns and ports of consequence

but all in all, there's just one place for me

a pub can bring my dreams so near

so join me in a toast of cheer

and sing with me of home that i love so

i feel the breeze the Irish air

and now the feeling is everywhere

so drink up boys, I'll soon be there

home-skiddly doo ree (home skiddly doo ree)

so drink up boys, help me there

home-skiddly doo ree! (home-siddly doo ree)

Simon laughed. "I seriously think you should stay. Please, just consider." he said. "Well..." I said, looking , I caught Theodore's expression. His brown eyes were huge, his nose was twitching, and his lower lip was... quivering. I can never turn down a face like that. "OK." I said.

Later that day, at school, a bully cornered Theodore and I. "Hey, buddy, move your can. We're late for lunch." I said. "Who's gonna make me, nerdinator? You or Chubby eye Joe over here?" the bully said. Tears appeared in Theodore's eyes. "Lay off my brother, pal. You don't want to mess with me." I said. "What will you do, nerd boy?" the bully asked. In response, I socked him unconscious. "That is what I'll do." I said. Theodore was amazed. "How did you that?" He asked. "When you live in Irish hell, you learn a few tricks." I said, blowing across my fist.

Later, at lunch, Simon said, "Noah, there's some friends I want you to meet. These are our girlfriends, the Chipettes" 4 female chipmunks sat near us. An amber haired one in pink, named Brittany. She was Alvin's girlfriend. Theodore's girlfriend was a green dress wearing, strawberry blond haired chipmunk named Eleanor. Simon's girlfriend was Jeanette. She wore a purple T-shirt, a blue jean jacket, magenta glasses, a blue skirt, and blue shoes. But there was one more. She had straight blond hair like me, an emerald green dress,and green eyes. "Oh, this is Annabeth. We just adopted her. She's from Northern Ireland." Jeanette said.

The next day was Valentine's Day. After we passed out Valentines, we'd attend a dance (music provided by yours truly.) I made Veronica, a girl I sort of liked, a personal Valentine's Day card. it said,

Veronica,

I am glad we are friends. I hope it never ends. I was hoping that we could be more. After all, it's what Valentine's day is for.

from,

Noah

When we passed them out, I saw Veronica open the card and make a face. Then she looked at me and made a rude gesture with her hand. Craaaaackk! My heart was broken. Then, I noticed a very beautiful card at the bottom of my basket. It said,

Dearest Noah,

Acids are red, Bases are blue, Since we've met, I've always loved you. (and I still do) Do you feel the same? love,

Annabeth

I did not answer the Valentine. Instead, during the dance, I sang my response.

I made a special valentines card for a girl I like

I gave it to her in class with all the rest I watched her open it out of the corner of my eye

She read it then went right on to the next

I felt so broken hearted we were over before we started

I guess she didn't like what I wrote, I spent forever on that stupid love note.

It said:

I'm glad you and I are friends and I hope that never ends

But I've been thinking we could be more

That's what Valentine's Day is for

Then I noticed my friend Annabeth was smiling at me

She was holding the card she wasn't supposed to be

She walked right over and got really close to me

I never noticed it before but her eyes were- P-r-e-t-t—–y

She said: I'm glad you and I are friends and I hope that never ends

But I've been thinking we could be more

That's what Valentine's Day is for

Then my heart started pounding and my knees went weak

My friend Annabeth kissed me on my cheek

I felt so happy hearted, look at what my mess-up started

I took her hand and said:

I'm glad you and I are friends and I hope that never ends

But suddenly I'm thinking we could be more

That's what Valentine's Day is

That's what Valentine's Day is for

Annabeth leaped on stage. "So, what's your answer?" she asked. Suddenly, I leaned in and kissed her full on the lips. "Does that answer you're question?" I asked. We kissed again while everyone said, "Awwwwww!"