Author's Note: This is a story that takes place during early winter, right around vacation. "Johnny" and "Jamie" are also in this story. Please read my profile if you don't know who they are.

It was a normal day for anyone, except for one particular family...

"Alvin! Get ready!"

"Sorry Dave! Can't! I'm about to beat my high score!"

"Alvin! Don't make me come down there!"

"Ugh! Alright!"

Alvin, the most immature of the chipmunks, groaned and shut his video game off. He didn't like being interrupted in the middle of his favorite games.

He walked up to his room, and pulled out a suitcase.

"Well, finally you're up here."

"Can it, Simon."

Simon rolled his eyes, not surprised by Alvin's tone. Alvin used this tone against pretty much everyone, except Brittany, and Theodore, on occasions.

"You know, you're not gonna get very far with that kind of tone, Alvin."

"Like I care what you think."

He turned around, and found Brittany standing there, tapping her foot on the ground.

"He's right Alvie. You're not gonna keep a lot of people happy with that kind of tone, me included." Brittany sounded like his mother.

"Whatever, Britt."

Brittany gave a low groan, and stomped away. Alvin turned around, and laughed.

"What do you have to be happy about!" Simon yelled.

"Well, it's almost spring break, so I'm gonna be stuck with you guys for a month!"

"Oh, shut up Alvin. Of all people to be happy about spring break, you should be on the top of the list."

Alvin quickly looked at Simon, and then went back to packing. Simon knew that this was abnormal, even for the 'great' Alvin Seville. Simon walked over to Jeanette, and tried waking her up.

"Jean. Wake up."

This was also not normal. Jeanette was sometimes a heavy sleeper, but only on holidays like Christmas, or during summer vacation, when they had no school.

Jeanette stirred a bit, but didn't wake up. Dave walked in right at that moment.

"Is everyone ready? Except Alvin."

"No." Simon said.

"Why?" Dave asked. "Who wouldn't be ready, other than Alvin?" He looked at Alvin with a death glare.

"What did I do?" Alvin asked. He was starting to get annoyed.

"Jeanette isn't even up." Simon explained.

"Okay. Get her up, and tell her to get ready." Dave said. He then walked out of the room.

Simon turned back to Jeanette, and tried yet again, to wake her up.

"Jean."

She still didn't wake up.

"Jeanette?"

"What?" Jeanette finally said, groggily.

"You need to get up."

"Why?" Jeanette said annoyed.

"Because, we're going somewhere for vacation."

She shot up. "Oh, yeah!"

She ran over to her suitcase, and started tossing clothes into the suitcase.

"Jean!"

"What?" Jeanette yelled, while still tossing clothes in.

"You can slow down a bit. We're not leaving until tomorrow!" Simon explained.

She slowed down a bit, and kept packing. By this time, Alvin was finished.

Everyone sat out in the living room, bored as ever. Even Alvin, who usually comes up with good things to do to pass time, couldn't think of anything. It sucked, not doing anything. At least, for now.

Simon was sitting at the dining room table, staring out the window. He tried to think of something that could help his boredom. He was probably about to think of something good to do, but stopped, as he saw right out the window, something streak across the evening sky.

It kept falling, and falling. It didn't burn up, and eventually crashed...right in the backyard!

Author's Note: This story's chapters might be longer or shorter than "Show me the Light." Anyways, don't forget to review!