George saw one kid latching to his father's leg and decided to do the same to Ted.
"George, what are you doing?" Atticus asked in monkey language.
"Having fun!" George giggled. He then saw a mother holding her baby who then sucked his thumb and then George went into Ted' arms and sucked his own thumb.
"It looks like you are copying what you see." Atticus said in monkey language.
"It's fun." George giggled in monkey language and he then put his thumb in Ted's mouth who then recoiled in disgust.
A boy was then riding on a man's shoulders like a piggy back ride and then soon George copied that kid as well and held the yellow hat in his hands.
"That does seem like fun." Theodore smiled.
Mo giggled.
"Piggy back ride!" Theodore jumped on Simon's back.
"Theodore!" Simon yelped.
"Um, Theodore, why not get on someone else's back that's bigger and older?" Patch suggested.
Atticus then took Theodore and had the young chipmunk ride on his back.
"Thank you, Patch." Simon sounded relieved.
"I could tell that if he hadn't gotten off your back soon, you would have passed out from lack of oxygen." Patch said.
"You're not kidding..." Simon rolled his eyes.
"Go horsey go!" Theodore giggled on Atticus's back.
George then started to ruffle Ted's head which tickled the man very much.
"Looks like George is having a lot of fun." Mo said.
"Uh-huh..." Jeanette smiled.
They were now close to the museum as there were news vans parked in front of it.
"Augh, forgot all about 'em..." Ted said once he saw the news team at the museum. "Come on, guys, this way!" he then rushed to a secret way in other than the front doors.
"Why are we going this way?" Mo asked.
"So we don't get stalked by other people." Ted said as he climbed in through the open window which was the museum gift shop.
George and the others followed, but in different ways such as teleportation.
"Alright, we're in." Mo said.
"Oh, no..." Ted moaned at the sight of the gift shop.
"We are so dead..." Atticus said.
"What's wrong?" Simon asked.
"Look..." Ted pointed all around the gift shop to show merchandise all about the red monkey idol they found in the jungle.
"Yep, we're dead." Simon said.
"What do we do now?" Cherry sighed as she then looked at a key chain of the monkey idol. "Even this is bigger than the idol."
"This is bad." Patch said.
"This is ridiculous..." Ted couldn't believe this.
Mr. Bloomsberry was talking with the various guests in the museum about them talking with Ted about discovering the monkey idol.
"What do we do now?" Theodore asked.
"Run, guys, run!" Ted whispered loudly as he took George's hand and ran with him to avoid the people.
They then hid into the museum owner's office.
"What am I gonna do?" Ted sounded distraught. "Ugh... This is beyond bad..."
"On, off, on, off, on, off..." George chuckled as he played with the window blind.
"George, quit it." Atticus whispered in monkey language.
"Monkey, quiet, I said quiet!" Ted whispered sharply to George as he continued over and over.
"Please stop." Atticus whispered in monkey language.
George then stopped with a chuckle. Atticus sighed and shook his head. George then started to play with the African masks.
"George, please don't play with the masks." Atticus whispered to George in monkey language.
George then planted the mask in Ted's face with a goofy smile.
"George." Mo sighed.
"What am I going to do?" Ted sulked.
"Sir, I know it's not easy, but you have to tell Mr. Bloomsberry the truth." Cherry urged.
"Yeah, telling the truth is always the best." Atticus said.
"The horrible, awful, devastatingly crushing truth..." Ted sounded depressed as he stared at the monkey idol in his fingertips. "This idol looks like it came out of a cereal box! It's only three inches tall!"
"If only there was a way to make it bigger." Eleanor said.
There was then a knocking at the door and a man called out for Ted.
"Oh, there you are, what's with that?" the man replied.
"Clovis, I'll be explain, give me a minute," Ted said before leaving with the man, then looked to the others as George rode on the ceiling fan. "Keep an eye on him." he said to the others before shutting the door and leaving the room.
"How hard can it be to watch one monkey?" Alvin asked.
The others glanced to him.
"What?" Alvin asked innocently.
"You just made it more difficult." Brittany said.
"Oh, come on, it can't be that hard," Alvin said. "I mean, Dave raised me, Simon, and Theodore."
"And we didn't make it easy for him." Simon reminded.
"Especially you, Alvin..." Theodore added in as he took a bite out of his sandwich.
"Well, I guess I just missed our mother..." Alvin shrugged.
The Chipettes looked soft and sad at the mention of a mother.
Atticus soon got George down from the fan and where the monkey looked curious. "Stop that now..." he said firmly in monkey language.
"You really are a cheeky little thing." Mo giggled to George.
"Can you please tell me what's a mother?" George asked Atticus.
"A mother?" Atticus asked softly.
The others looked.
"He's asking me what a mother is..." Atticus said softly.
"Do you know what a mother is?" Eleanor asked.
"We never knew our own mother." Brittany admitted.
"A mother is someone who loves you..." Atticus tried to explain. "Someone who takes care of you... Tucks you in at night... Kisses you good night... Wishes you sleep tight..."
George began to remember something back deep in his memories. He slowly shut his eyes as he lay his head against Atticus's chest in a comforting hold.
"We were in our nest one night and then there was a bright light..." George tried to explain. "I woke up and my mommy and daddy decided to check it out. My daddy went first while my mommy protected me, she then got worried and told me to stay put after Daddy was gone for a long time. I then fell asleep and woke up all alone... I never saw them again."
"A bright light? Sounds like it might have been from a vehicle or a flash light." Atticus said in monkey language.
"What's he saying?" Mo asked.
"He said there was a bright light and his parents were gone right away." Atticus replied.
"Sounds like the bright light might have been from a flashlight." Simon said.
"Do you know what kind of light it was?" Atticus asked George.
George looked sad and shook his head.
"Was it white?" Atticus asked.
George nodded.
"It must've been a poacher." Eleanor suggested.
"W-What's a poacher?" George asked in monkey language.
"A poacher is a human who is bad and takes animals away for sport," Atticus explained softly, hoping he wouldn't frighten the young monkey away from them. "They are very bad and they usually take aniamls from their homes for hunting or harming them. I hope to never meet one again."
The Chipettes visibly flinched at the word of poachers.
"What do you mean meet one again?" George asked in monkey language.
"Uh, that's not important right now..." Atticus said. "Let's just hope it wasn't a poacher."
"Stop saying that!" Brittany begged, looking extremely upset.
Alvin rolled his eyes, but then saw Brittany looked very uncomfortable around the word. "You don't like poachers, I see."
"We don't..." Jeanette said as she and Eleanor hugged their sister.
"Then we'll stop mentioning the word." Mo said.
Brittany cried and cried.
"What's the big deal?" Alvin asked as his girlfriend seemed extremely upset.
"It's a long story..." Jeanette said. "I'll tell you it because I remember it better than Brittany or Eleanor... But... It all started when we were born."
"How can you remember something like that?" Alvin asked.
"I'm the smart one," Jeanette reminded. "I have a photographic memory."
"Fascinating..." Simon sounded entranced by that factoid.
"Yeah." Mo smiled.
The others looked curious.
"It all started after we were born..." Jeanette began to narrate.