A/N: Here's a little one-shot I got the idea from watching Rango with my little brother. Hope you like it! R&R

Disclaimer: I don't own Alvin and the chipmunks, but I truely hope that I would. Only characters I own are my OCs which only have a small side role in this story, but in my other story they play a major part. Read that too!


SHOWDOWN

It was a quiet afternoon in Chiptown (Located in west...) Everybody was doing their jobs, like feeding puppies (Their horses) or carrying water from the village's well. Children were playing on the street, peacefully, not knowing what would happen soon.

Suddenly a loud voice caused by running horses (puppies) was heard and every villager turned their heads towards the noice and what they all saw was 4 riding horsemen. Everybody turned their heads away because it was nothing to be concerned about.

The horsemen slowed down and slowly rid to the saloon run by Theodore, who was also a very popular musician and that's why the saloon was always full.

The four of them stepped inside, without saying a word and sat down in the nearest table. Theodore, The owner walked to them.

"So what would you strangers want today? A little sip of water or maybe even a small beer?"

"Bring us the finest beer you have. Four full glasses." The dark horseman with the largest stetson said.

"As you wish!" Theodore said and ran away to get their drinks. The strangers just sat around the table quietly and everybody started looking at them, but they still remained silent and looked at the table.

Soon Theodore returned with the drinks.

"Here you are!" he said politely, like he always did when it came to the customers.

The stranger with the largest stetson mumbled something and Theodore understood it was a thanks. They all drank their beers with a long swig and wiped their mouths as theodore looked at them with a wondering look on his face. He had never seen strangers like this before, and trust me, he had seen them a lot.

"That would be 6 dollars then" Theodore said more seriously but the strangers still kept quiet.

"Hellooo... Is anybody ho.." he gasped as the stranger pulled out a gun and pointed it at him. Everybody went silent in the saloon and the atmosphere changed dramatically.

"Right now we're short of money, but I'm sure you can understand" The stranger said and placed his finger on the trigger of the pistol.

"I understand... I understand, the drinks are on the house" Theodore whimpered and pulled back keeping his hands in the air.

"Good..." The stranger said and put out his pistol. During this scene, the other strangers had remained silent as always. The darkest stranger drank the rest of his drink and stood up, making everyone to jump in surprise.

The four strangers walked out silently and the atmosphere in the saloon changed back to normal... or almost normal.

The four horsemen walked out of the saloon and as they had expected, the saloon owner, left the saloon from the side door and headed straight to the village's sheriff.

Theodore returned with the sheriff know simply with the name; Sheriff Simon, who was the fastest gun-puller ever seen.

"So, you four." the sheriff started "What are you doing in our village?" he continued calmly.

"We're here to..." The darkest stranger started but stopped, leaving the words hanging in the air.

"To what?" Simon asked and glared at the stranger. Something was definitely familiar with this guy, but he didn't remember what it was.

"We're here to challenge you." The stranger continued and then Simon remembered who he was.

"You're here to challenge me? Why is that my brother?"

Every villager near them gasped and started whispering to each other.

"How can a guy like that be sheriff's brother?" was heard somewhere near.

"Who does he think he is? Challenging our sheriff is pure madness." Was heard from another direction.

"So brother, or should I just say Alvin. We meet again. It's been a long time." The sheriff said.

"Don't you dare to use that name!" Alvin shouted making every villager to back up.

"Fine, don't get mad now." Simon said trying to calm him down.

"Don't get mad! How should I stay calm when my brother, who always was our parent's favorite, Tells me to!"

"Calm down Alvin"

"Don't say that name!" He shouted and pulled out his pistols and aimed at the villagers.

"Calm down! I can challenge you if you wish that, but how would you like to challenge me."

That was exactly what Alvin wanted to hear so he lowered his pistols and said "A classic showdown between you and me at noon. You know how it goes, don't you?"

"Yes I know" Simon said and sighed 'Now we've come to this then'

"Good, good... same place, at noon, ok?"

"Ok. I'll be there."

"You better should or else..." he said and aimed the gun towards Theodore's feet and shot.

Theodore collapsed on the ground as he felt sudden pain flew down his leg. His wife, Eleanor, who had been watching near, rushed to help him as he struggled with pain.

"Somebody help! Quickly! Doctor!" she yelled in panic and ripped a hole in Theodore's pants so she could see how bad the injury was.

Doctor had been near by and rushed to help him too and looked at the wound. "I have good news for you. The bullet has only scratched your leg, but it's bleeding a lot so you must be taken to the village's hospital immediately."

"Then take him already! I can't stand to watch him to suffer!" Eleanor screamed and burst out in tears.

"You may want to come with us then." The doctor said.

"Of course I'm coming!" she said and they left.

"How could you do tha!..." The sheriff started and turned to face Alvin and the other strangers, but realized that they had disappeared during the event.

"I'm so going to revenge him that!" he said and felt confidence and determanation he had never felt before. Then he ran after the doctor, Theodore and Eleanor.

It was 11.58. Just two minutes before noon. The sheriff was already standing in the open and the villagers were safe inside their homes, watching at him.

The village's large clock clicked for the sign there was only one minute left for the noon, and then they appeared. Alvin with his gang walked towards Simon, who started to sweat from slowly rising temperature.

"So, my brother. You didn't go hiding as I thought you would." Alvin said

"Of course not. I'm here to revenge the thing you did for our beloved barkeeper and my best friend Theodore."

"So that's his name... hmm... I thought it would be something that pathetic."

"That's it! Now you pissed me off good time!" Simon said "Let us begin!"

"As you wish" Alvin replied and they took ten steps away from each other and fully focused.

"By the way Alvin, no cheating, and that also includes your friends there" Simon said and looked at the other strangers.

"Boss?" one of the strangers asked

Alvin nodded "Dylan, Brittany and Whitney. You know what to do." he said and the strangers dropped their guns and kicked them away.

'Two of them are girls?' Simon thought "Good..." he said and the bell started to chime.

GONG!... GONG!... GONG!...

Alvin's and Simon's expressions changed from relaxed to serious and they turned to each other. Villagers tensed up and widened their eyes so that they wouldn't miss a thing.

Sweat started pouring down Simon's face and he sighed silently as some of it got in to his eye. 'Why now?' he thought. His glasses started to slide down his nose, but he didn't dare to fix them because Alvin could have shot him while he did.

They stared at each other, not blinking an eye, waiting for other to pull their gun.

GONG!...GONG!... GONG!...GONG!...GONG!...

That was the eight ring. Nobody moved, nobody breathed, nobody even blinked as they watched the showdown. The atmosphere was so thick with tention, that it could have been cut with a spoon.

GONG!...GONG!...GONG!...

Only one more ring to come. Alvin and Simon moved their paws closer to their guns and wiggled their fingers. Soon it would come. Who would outcome the other. Who would survive from this nerve wrecking competition of life.

GONG!...

Not even grasshoppers let out a sound. The wind had completely gone out and they stood in perfect silence.

They both reached their guns at the same time and pulled them out and shot (Bam!) everyone in the village closed their eyes and covered their ears as a loud CLING! was heard.

Everyone expected that Alvin or Simon would collapse, but they didn't. They didn't even bleed. No nothing. Everyone wondered what had happened.

"DID THEIR BULLETS HIT EACH OTHER!" a voice was heard all over the village.

That had to be the explanation! But how could have that happen?

Everyone stepped out of their houses and looked at Alvin and their sheriff, who were still holding out their guns. Alvin lowered his hand and put the gun in its case. "Seems that you haven't lost it during the years"

"I'd like to say the same thing for you" Simon replied and finally fixed his glasses and lowered his pistol.

"Till the next time" Alvin said, fixed his stetson and started walking away.

"Till the next time brother" Simon whispered and the villagers surrounded him and started cheering. His wife, Jeanette, came to him and hugged him, but only thing that Simon could do, was to stare at his leaving brother.


A/N: Cool western action there! review if you liked it and I may even make another chapter for it if I get enough of reviews (I doubt that I will, but you'll never know if you don't review)

For the strangers Dylan and Whitney- They are my OC's which are shown in my first story The thing that changed their lives read that too please! Also check out my profile page. I'm out!