On a beautiful summer day, a much older looking Chip and a much older looking Dale are flying around New York City by using the Ranger Wing, with Dale piloting it.
"Just like old times, eh, Dale?" Chip says.
"Yes, Chip. Just like old times." Dale says, agreeing with him.
There are a few moments of silence, before the two speak up again.
"You know? It's too bad the Rescue Rangers disbanded due to me missing for 11 years. But there is a bright side to that: we still have each other."
"I couldn't agree with you more, dear brother. You are back in my life. And I have a wonderful wife and two wonderful children, who love you very much."
"I love them too. Especially your oldest son: Chip Jr. He always reminds me of you."
"Since your return, I have never seen my son this happy. He enjoys spending time with you and learning lots of things from you. You're not just his uncle, you're also his best friend and mentor."
"I know. You know? Seeing how much your children admire us, I imagine they might want to become Rescue Rangers themselves, when they grow up."
"That would really be awesome!"
Just then, a low battery light comes on the tachometer, causing them to panic.
"Oh no! We're running out of battery power!" Chip exclaims.
"This is not good!" Dale exclaims.
All of a sudden, the engines give out and the plane is no longer functional. It starts to nose dive towards the ground.
"We're going to crash!" Dale yells, as he tries with all of his strength to pull the plane out of its dive, to no avail.
They both scream in fear, as they come closer to the ground. When the Ranger Wing finally comes into contact with the ground, it explodes.
Chip Jr. wakes up from his sleep in the bedroom that was once Chip and Dale's and quickly sits up.
"No!" he shouts, beginning to breathe heavily as he grasps his chest with his left paw.
Looking around, Chip Jr. notices that he is in his and Sophia's bedroom and standing on the top bunk. He looks at the clock on the wall and he sees what time is it: 2 AM. Then leaning over the top bunk, he looks down and sees that his little sister, Sophia, is still sleeping soundly in the lower bunk. After a few minutes, he eventually calms down, but is still scared. He quietly climbs down the top bunk and walks out of the bedroom.
Meanwhile, Chip is sleeping soundly in the master bedroom that once belonged to Gadget. Just then, Chip Jr. arrives in the bedroom, clad in his green nightshirt, having tears in his eyes, sniffling and approaching Chip. When he approaches him, he lightly shakes him with his paws to wake him up.
"Uncle Chip. Uncle Chip. Wake up." Chip Jr. says softly, while still lightly shaking him.
Eventually, Chip wakes up and sits up in bed, noticing him.
"Huh? Chip Jr.? What's wrong?" Chip says tiredly, rubbing his eyes with his paws.
"I've had a nightmare... I dreamt that you and dad were flying the Ranger Wing... But it then ran out of battery power and it crashed and... and... you both passed away." Chip Jr. explains, crying softly.
Chip scoots over in his bed.
"Come here." Chip tells him, patting with his left paw the empty space next to him.
Chip Jr. climbs up in bed, joining him. Chip then hugs his little nephew and softly runs his fingers through his hair.
"It's OK. It was just a nightmare. Your uncle and your father are very strong. They have and will always overcome dangers together." Chip says softly.
"I don't want to lose my family. I love you all so much. Especially you, uncle Chip." Chip Jr. replies, sniffling.
"That won't happen. I assure you. For as long as I live, I will look after you all and that's a promise from me." Chip assures his little nephew.
Chip Jr. eventually relaxes.
"Thanks. Uncle Chip, can I please sleep with you for the rest of the night?" Chip Jr. asks.
"Of course, my dear little nephew." Chip says.
They both lie down and they huddle into each other. Chip briskly kisses his little nephew on the forehead. They then both close their eyes.
"Goodnight, uncle Chip."
"Goodnight, Chip Jr."
Before long, they fall asleep in good spirits.
The End!