Chapter 3: Breaking the News

Alvin, Simon, and Theodore ran into Dave's room. It was about 8:00 in the morning, but Dave was still asleep.

"DAVE!" all three yelled, startling their father.

"What?" he said groggily.

"Brittany," said Alvin.

"Jeanette," said Simon.

"Eleanor," said Theodore.

"Okay?" said Dave, not knowing where this conversation was going. "What about them? Do you miss them? Do you want them to come home? What is it?"

"They've been kidnapped!" Theodore said.

"They've been what?! By who?!"

"An air marshal named James Suggs," Simon said.

"Why did he kidnap them?"

"Should we tell him?" Simon asked Alvin. Alvin nodded.

"He was the one that put us on the No-Fly List because we caused an emergency landing in Austin."

"One of our songs was playing when his girlfriend broke up with him, so he's despised us since," said Alvin.

"He'll do anything to have us arrested," Theodore whimpered.

"He's giving us one week to go to Miami and 'turn ourselves in' or we'll never see the Chipettes again," said Simon.

"Alright. Let me have Samantha and Miles come over and break the news to them," said Dave. Minutes later, Samantha and Miles walked in the front door.

"What's going on?" asked Samantha.

"The boys' friends, the Chipettes, were kidnapped by an obsessed air marshal that despises the Chipmunks for being the soundtrack playing when his girlfriend dumped him."

"Wait! Suggs? Officer Dinkleberry?" Miles said. "I thought we'd never hear from him again after you guys locked him in that elevator at the hotel."

"Yes," stressed Alvin. "He's giving us one week to turn ourselves in over in Miami or we won't see them again."

"Well we better go back to Miami. Care to join us?" Dave said to Samantha.

"Sure, since our kids will be with us we can keep them out of trouble."

"We'll have to drive since my boys are still on the No-Fly List," Dave sighed as the thought of how much money he'd have to pay for gasoline alone entered his mind.

"Alright, we'll leave tonight."

"Boys, why don't you go to your room and pack up? We'll leave at about 4:00 this afternoon," Dave said to Alvin, Simon, and Theodore.

The three trudged to their room. As soon as the door was closed, Alvin collapsed on his bed, crying. Simon walked over to his bed and placed a hand on his older brother's shoulder.

"Alvin, everything's going to be alright. Dave knows what he's doing. Suggs wouldn't even harm the girls unless we were there." Alvin wasn't convinced. "What is it?"

"I'm scared to death for Brittany, and what if Suggs has us arrested? We may never see Dave again. We may be deported to another country for being terrorists to the United States!"

"Alvin, relax. The government wouldn't deport us. And knowing Dave, he'd do anything to make sure we aren't sent to the slammer."

"H-how are you able to stay so calm in such a dire situation?"

"Alvin, I'm worried sick about Jeanette. She's so shy and timid. I have no idea how this will affect her mentally."

"And I'm worried sick about Eleanor. That sweet innocent face behind bars. I could hardly stand to see it," Theodore said walking over to Alvin's bed.

"Theo and I are just able to control our emotions a little better, that's all. But don't think we aren't worried, because it's the exact opposite."

"We're all in this together," said Theodore. "You mess with one of us..."

"...you mess with all of us," Alvin finished, cracking a smile. "Let's pack up and let's go save the Chipettes!"


Agent Suggs was sleeping in his office chair, not far from the Chipettes' cell.

"What are we gonna do?" cried Jeanette.

"You're the smart one. Why don't you figure out a way out?" said Brittany.

"Why don't you sneak through the bars and grab the keys from Suggs?" asked Eleanor.

"But what if he-"

"Catches you?" Suggs heard everything they were discussing.

"How did you-

"I'm an air marshal! I'm all seeing. All hearing. All knowing." He made a mental note not to stick his tie in his cup of coffee, or to place his hand in an ink pad.

"I can't wait to see your boyfriends behind bars! Oh, and I'll be sure to never let you three see them. EVER!" He laughed maniacally.

The girls walked over to their wooden "beds." They all sighed.

"I miss Theodore and his adorableness," said Eleanor.

"I miss Simon and his dry humor," said Jeanette.

"I hate to admit it, but I miss Alvin and his immaturity. He can be a pain in the butt sometimes, but he has a big heart and would never mean to intentionally hurt Simon, Theodore, or us," Brittany said, surprising her two sisters.

"What?" she said.

"You like Alvin, don't you?" said Eleanor.

"NO WAY! He's too immature. Besides, he doesn't like me the same way."

"Oh, please," said Jeanette. "He's in total love with you, Brittany. Maybe you should give him a chance."

"Well..." Brittany said, trying to change the subject, "what about you and Simon?"

Jeanette blushed under her fur. "Simon is very dreamy, but I believe that he's too focused on studies than dating."

"Or maybe he likes you too, but is too nervous to tell you. I mean, every time he talks to you he stutters. Remember how flattered he was when you said how his technique for making a fire was 'impressive?' He burned his own foot," said Eleanor.

"I don't know...what about you and Theodore?"

"I'm pretty sure he knows that I like him and I know he likes me. We both just haven't been able to find the time to admit our feelings."

"Guys, we have other problems other than our friends," said Brittany, directing her sisters' attention to their kidnapper.

"Oh, yeah," Jeneatte said disappointingly. "I just hope they come to rescue us before a week passes by."