A/N: I'm back again! I bet you all missed me! You didn't? Oh. (sniff) Anyway, here's another chapter.

Disclaimer: I don't own the chipmunks. If I did I'd be rich. I also do not own McDonalds. If I did own McDonalds, I'd probably even more rich. But I do own Andrew, people you do not recognize, and so on.

Chapter 11

Andrew walked back into the living room forty minutes later, fully clothed in a black T-shirt and black jeans and wet hair. "Who called?" He asked.

"The police." Theodore said shyly, pointing to the telephone. "They want you to take a lie detector test."

Andrew shook his head. "Stupid Terry." He said. "He ruins my shirt with ketchup and gets me in trouble with the law. He is the worst cousin to ever be born." He sighed. "You're going with me to the police station."

"Why?" Theodore asked, knowing that Andrew wouldn't take him somewhere where people could see him.

"I need you." Andrew grinned evilly. "I have a little surprise for the police."

"You're not gonna hurt them are you?" Theodore questioned, shaking. He hoped that Andrew didn't want to hurt anyone.

"I won't. I promise." Andrew said, petting Theodore's head.

If Andrew hadn't been so mean before, right then it would seem that he was actually a nice person. Also besides the fact that he was going to take a lie detector test.

Alvin was getting very tired of walking around, for Simon and he had been walking for nearly five hours. They hadn't gotten any signals, and they were both hungry and tired.

"Simon," Alvin panted, falling on the ground, "can't we please take a break for a little bit?"

"Remember what you said, Alvin, every minute second counts." Simon replied, looking down to his brother.

"What about Zachary, that policeman that the police station hired for Dave? Don't you think we can use his help?" Alvin asked.

"Probably. But he's probably miles away though." Simon shrugged his shoulders. "Do you have your phone?"

"Why?" Alvin inquired. "I don't."

"We could've… I dunno." Simon narrowed his eyes and got very angry all of a sudden.

Then he saw Andrew at his truck, getting it started. Andrew looked in their direction. "Hey, Alvin, Simon." He said cheerfully. "Nice to see you again."

Alvin and Simon couldn't believe their eyes. "Hey, Andrew." Alvin greeted, but he didn't look so cheerful. "By any chance, have you seen Theodore anywhere?"

"Why? Is he missing?" Andrew looked sympathetic. "How long has he been gone?"

"For days." Alvin replied. "Have you seen him anywhere?"

"No, I haven't." Andrew leaned up against his truck and crossed his arms over his chest.

"Well… I thought you had something to do with it…." Alvin looked puzzled.

"Um, see you later Andrew!" Simon waved and Andrew waved back. Simon dragged Alvin behind a bush. "Of course he's not going to step out and say, 'I took Theodore! Come arrest me!' He would try to cover it up!" Simon whispered.

"I didn't know." Alvin stated, looking the other way.

"Well, we don't have proof so we can't take him to police. Well, we'll just have to keep looking." Simon started to walk in the other direction, and Alvin followed him.

"That was close." Andrew thought, wiping his forehead with his hand. "You ready, slave?" Andrew shouted to the door. "Hurry up!"

"I'm ready!" Theodore squeaked. "Where do you want me go?"

"Just… just… I don't know. Get in the truck without being seen… here, get in my shirt." Andrew snatched him up and shoved him under his shirt.

"I… can't… breathe… in here!" Theodore gasped for breath.

"I'm sorry." Andrew let him fall on the floor and he hit his head on the wooden surface.

"Ow…" Theodore rubbed the spot on his head where it hit the floor with his hand. "So how are we going without getting caught?" He inquired, standing up.

Andrew laughed at his pain. "To answer you're question, I have a pig costume… you can wear that." He replied.

Theodore shook his head. "I'm not going out in public in a pig costume!" He shook his head again and put his hands up in defense.

"Why? Walking out in public for you is no different." Andrew laughed at his own joke.

"That's not nice." Theodore said a little upset.

"Why else would I say that? I wouldn't want to compliment you." Andrew laughed. "Are you going to wear it or not?"

"What if I said no?" Theodore asked, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Then… then you'd be in HUGE trouble, little guy." Andrew narrowed his eyes.

"Okay, okay, I'll wear that pig costume." Theodore bowed his head in defeat."

Andrew snickered and dragged Theodore to his closet. He pulled out a light pink pig costume. "Put this on over your clothes." Andrew handed the costume to him.

Theodore looked at the costume in disgust, but put it on anyway. "How do I look?" He asked, putting it on.

"Like an idiot. But it's an improvement." Andrew grinned. "Can you see?"

"Just fine. But people are gonna stare at me and think I'm a freak!" Theodore stomped his foot.

"Yeah… people probably won't like an anthropomorphic pig walking around." Andrew smiled. "Get in the truck, it's already started."

So Theodore walked to the rusty pickup truck and three old women and an old man looked at him like he was a serial killer.

"What?" Theodore knew what, but… why not?

"Oh, it talks!" Said one old woman.

"Come on, Samantha, let's get out of here!" The old man grabbed one of the old women, who was probably his wife.

"Right behind you, Howard!" Samantha ran as fast as a fat old woman could possibly run. It wasn't very fast.

Theodore shouted, "Wait! Can you help me?"

"They won't listen to you." Andrew grinned. "You're a chipmunk in a pig suit, it probably freaks the hell out of those people."

Theodore looked down on the ground. He walked to the pickup truck and got in.

"We better hurry or else I'll get in trouble again for being late for another lie detector test. If anyone asks," Andrew looked Theodore over, "which I think they will, just oink and I'll tell them you're my new pet pig."

"Okay." Theodore nodded and looked out the window and watched the houses and trees go by.

Alvin and Simon felt like they would never find their baby brother again. They looked everywhere, and they haven't picked up any signals.

"What if the Theodore Finders don't work?" Alvin asked, looking at his Theodore Finder with narrowed eyes. "And we could've found him like hours ago if we weren't so dependent on them?

"I don't know if they work or not." Simon admitted. "Let's just hope so. Do you want to take a break now, Alvin? We can stop and get something to eat at McDonalds."

"Sounds good to me." Alvin nodded and smiled. He followed Simon to the McDonalds right across the street.

The place was practically deserted. The employees were even playing some game called 'Employees and Customers' where some employees would pretend to be a customer, order something, and pay for it like a real customer.

"Okay, customer, that'll be five dollars, please." A tall man behind the register said.

"Here is five dollars." An employee playing the customer grabbed his meal of a salad and coffee.

When they saw Alvin and Simon, they jumped for joy. "CUSTOMERS!" They shouted, running to give them both a hug.

Alvin and Simon laughed nervously. "Can we order something here?" Simon asked. "Or are we interrupting anything?"

"No, dearies, we're glad to take your order!" The employee playing customer laughed. "What would you like?"

"Just a couple of happy meals. We're not that hungry." Alvin told them.

"But you were starving earlier!" Simon turned to Alvin and glared.

"Well… I'm not that hungry now!" Alvin glared back. "Are you that hungry?"

"Not really. I have twenty dollars." Simon said. "Just give us some chicken nuggets or something."

"Would you like a toy?" The employee who wasn't playing the customer in their game asked, handing them a Barbie doll toy.

"We're boys." Alvin laughed. "Don't you think?"

"We ran out of boy toys." The employee/customer grinned sheepishly. "I bought them all."

"Oh…" Simon grinned, taking the meals and Barbie toys.

"I don't want a girl toy!" Alvin whined.

"Well, they ran out of boy toys, so if you don't want it throw it away." Simon said, throwing his away, not wanting his toy too much.

Alvin threw his away too and ate his chicken nuggets. "I hope Theodore is alright." He said, chewing slowly.

"Me too. I wonder where he is." Simon sighed.

At the police station, Andrew walked in and Theodore followed him looking like a dunce.

"Andrew, right this way." A policeman grabbed Andrew's big arm and started to lead him to a room, but stopped when he saw Theodore. "Um… um…"

"Oh, this is my pet pig, Dr. Oinks." Andrew gave 'Dr. Oinks' a big hug.

"Oink." Theodore said. It didn't sound like a pig at all.

"Why, hello there, Dr. Oinks." The policeman said. "Aren't you a cute pig?" He shook Theodore's hand. "Come with me, Andrew. One of the people think you did something bad."

Andrew nodded and smiled, following the policeman whose name was Ryan to the lie detector.

Theodore sat down in a chair near Andrew and made constant oinks. The others thought it was the funniest thing, for they were laughing their butts off.

"Ahem." Andrew cleared his throat and caught their attention. Ryan hooked him up.

"Andrew, I, Bob Weaver, believe that you have to do with the disappearance of Theodore Seville." Bob Weaver said.

"How long has he been gone?" Andrew asked.

"For a few days. It's leaving his family and friends worried sick." Bob replied.

"Why am I a suspect?" Andrew asked. He acted like he was innocent, and some of the others were beginning to second-guess.

"Ryan, are you sure we have the right Andrew?" Asked Eugene Pit, looking in Ryan's direction.

"He fits the description. He fits perfectly. And he seems to know who Theodore Seville is." Ryan replied.

"How do you know him?" Wesley Fried asked Andrew.

"Well, I met his brothers once at the lake near here not too long ago. They told me about themselves, and we became fast friends. I didn't even know he was missing." Andrew replied. "Whoever took him, I'd like to know and he's in trouble with me."

The police were shocked to realize that Andrew wasn't telling any lies. Well, it seemed as though he weren't.

"Are you sure this lie detector's not broken?" Eugene whispered to Wesley.

"I don't know. It worked yesterday for the bank robbers." Wesley replied.

"Either it's broken or else this guy's a really good actor." Ryan said, looking at the results.

Eugene rubbed his chin and thought. "Hmmm… is that possible?" He asked.

"Well, he passed." Ryan handed the Eugene and Wesley the results. "I guess he didn't."

A/N: So he passed the lie detector test. Wow. That must be some broken lie detector test. Is he going to get away with this? Will Alvin and Simon ever find their baby brother? Find out soon! And if I get a new reviewer, you'll get a long chapter! Yay! If I don't, it might be short. Boo! It depends on the non-reviewers.