Sorry about the wait, chipmunk fans, I was at camp and trying to figure out how to finish up the story. We're on the final stretch so just hold on!
The boys ran, or limped, or hobbled, or wobbled all the way to Jett Records. As they arrived the boys asked if Ian Hawke was in today.
"I'm sorry boys, but Mr. Hawke doesn't work for Jett Records anymore."
"Do you know where we could find him?" Panted an exhausted Alvin, "It's urgent."
"I'm sorry," said the secretary, "I wish I could help you boys more."
"So much for that idea," said a dejected Theodore.
"We'll necer find him and the girls," Alvin said, sitting on the curb.
"You guys might have given up," said Simon, "But I have an idea!"
"What is it bro?"
"Well we thought that we wouldn't have to deal with Ian again. But then we met the chipettes and it turned out that Ian was hiding in the basement of Jett Records!" Explained Simon.
"I don't even think Ian's dumb enough to do that again," said Theodore.
"It's worth a look," said Alvin.
The boys went around behind the building until they saw a small window near the ground leading into the basement of Jett Records.
They crawled through it and saw the chipettes, tied to a radiator with duct tape across their mouths.
The boys rushed to the chipettes aid, taking off the tape as gently as they could and planting a kiss on their counterpart. Among the happy rejoicing there was a statement that was sttrange coming from Jeanette's mouth.
"Guys! Ian is actually-"
"Mr. Falcon." A voice behind the boys said. The window shut dramatically and the boys turned to see their drama teacher staring at them with an evil grin on his face.
"What?" Alvin shouted, "Come on man! That's the lamest twist I ever heard!"
"But what about the muggers?" Asked Theodore, "There were three of them!"
"Craig's List."
"Dude. Just, dude."
"My question is, how did you disguise yourself as a school teacher?" Asked Simon.
Mr. Falcon reached up and grabbed the top of his head, pulling off a mask to reveal a bald head with bad taste. Ian Hawke was Mr. Falcon. "With a school system called West Eastman I'm surprised they haven't hired more crazy people."
"But that isn't important right now," said Ian, "What is important is that you got in my way. You read my note, you were supposed to quit. I couldn't have you saving the girls, they were my ticket outta here. That's why I hired the thugs to beat you up. So that you wouldn't be able to fight me for the chipettes."
"Too bad, Ian," said Theodore taking a step to stand in front of Eleanor, "We're here and we're gunna kick your ass."
"Told youhe'd get macho once you started dating," Brittany whispered to her sister.
Alvin also stepped forward towards Ian, fists raised. "Let's go."
A fight broke out between the chipmunks and Ian. Simon was next to the girls, using Alvin's pocket knife to cut the ropes holding them.
Ian wasn't very phased by the chipmunks attacks, they were chipmunks after all. He tried to step towards Simon to stop him but Theo and Alvin tripped him up by running between his legs.
It was chaos.
Eventually Simon got the girls free and he got an idea looking at the radiator.
"Alvin!" He cried.
"Little busy, Si," said Alvin, struggling in Ian's grip.
"We need to get out of here!"
"Sure thing, once I teach this kook not to mess with us anymore!" He had gotten out of Ian's hand and was running around him delivering blows. The others were by the stairs, the radiator was hissing where Simon had cut the fuel line.
"Alvin Seville! If you don't come here right this instant you aren't getting any from me anytime soon!" Shouted Brittany. Alvin appeared almost instantly at her side.
"This isn't over!" Shouted Ian shaking his fist at the chipmunks as be tried to climb the stairs to them, gas had filled the room by this point.
"Yes," said Simon, "It is." He threw the pocket knife at the radiator, causing a spark as the blade hit the tank. A small one, but enough to light the gas in the air.
The chipmunks were sprinting through the lobby and did a slow motion jump from the explosion worthy of Hollywood (they were performers after all).
As the dust cleared, and the chipmunks stood, rubbing the soreness out of their bodies, they saw a charred outline against the wall. A bald one that looked just like Ian.
"Well that was interesting," said Alvin.
The girls sprinted to their counterparts and delivered kisses. So many with so much force that the three couples were on the ground giggling.
Dave and a squad of policemen burst into the room. A little late for the party but still, it's the thought that counts.
The situation was explained, the cops searched the grounds for Ian and found him. He was promptly arrested for kidnapping charges and continued aggression towards the Seville family.
It was a happy ending to a happy story.
One final thank you for reading my story, Blossoming Love. It was my first and I want to thank all of you guys for reading and reviewing. I particularly want to thank SimonSeville101 for giving me the motivation to finish and all the reviewers who read and liked my story.
