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In this chapter we meet a new character, which was legally borrowed to me by a Facebook friend, so hopefully you enjoy this new character, because they can be a rowdy bunch! Thank you for the support everyone, and without further interruption, here's chapter six! :)

The next morning, the Chipmunks and Chipettes woke up bright and early, so they could get a good start to the day, before it heated up too much. Everyone was already dressed, but it took them longer than needed, due to Brittany freaking out about her hair looking like a rat's nest, when it didn't even look like one, but the group was used to Brittany's overreactions about her hair, and saw it as no surprise at all. After a half hour of waiting for Brittany to fix her hair, the gang exited the room, into the hall, immediately catching the smell of breakfast. All of their stomachs started to grumble from the lingering smell of delicious food.

"Perhaps we should eat some breakfast first," suggested Jeanette.

"I agree," said Simon. "We will need all the energy we can get, so breakfast sounds like a great idea."

"Maybe that nice lady will be there to serve the food," said Theodore.

"Hopefully," said Alvin. "It would be best to just ask her upfront, and not prolong it."

"For once, I agree," said Simon.

"One problem," said Brittany. "Does anybody even know the way to the cafeteria?"

"No," said Jeanette. "But, that's why we have noses, Britt. To seek out food."

"Okay, Jean," replied Brittany. "I don't need a full lecture."

"I wasn't planning on giving you one, but okay, Britt."

"Can we please stop talking, and focus on getting some breakfast?!" exclaimed Alvin.

"Fine, Alvin," replied Brittany. "Don't get your acorns in a bunch."

Alvin didn't respond to Brittany's reply, because he was unsure how to even reply to her, and focused on the task at hand. All six of them took a big sniff of the scent of food, and used their noses to find the cafeteria which didn't take long, because it wasn't very far away. The six chipmunks hopped onto a nearby, open table, and waited for somebody to come and serve them. It wasn't long before they were served by a waiter which just happened to be Desiree.

"Well, you guys are up quite early. Not the time I'd expect a bunch of kids to be up at," said Desiree.

Simon decided to ask the question, seeing everybody was a bit shy to ask. "Aside from that, we have a favor to ask, if you wouldn't mind," asked Simon.

"What is it?"

"We are in need of a way to get to Las Vegas, and we were wondering if you'd be willing to help us get there."

"Oh my. That's a big favor to ask."

"So, can you help us or not?" interrupted Alvin.

"Well, I would have to wait until later, and depending on the hours I have left to work, it all depends. Let me see what I can do, and I'll get back to you later, okay?"

"Sure thing," replied Simon, giving Alvin a nasty look.

Desiree smiled, then proceeded to serving the Chipmunks and Chipettes.

"So, what would you Chipmunks like for breakfast?" she asked.

"How bout' the same stuff as yesterday?" suggested Simon.

"Sounds good," said Alvin.

"Perfect!" said Theodore.

"Sounds yummy," said Jeanette.

"Yum yum," said Eleanor.

"Good enough, for now," said Brittany.

"Okay then," said Desiree. "How bout' a beverage?"

"Milk's fine," said Simon, as the others agreed.

"Alright. I'll be back in a few minutes with your food," agreed Desiree, as she walked off.

While Desiree was preparing the Chipmunks and Chipettes' food, the six chipmunks returned to friendly conversation.

"Looks like we're stuck here for awhile," said Alvin.

"I suppose," replied Simon.

"I don't mind," said Brittany. "I could go for another splash in the spring water, because it really helped to calm my nerves, despite Alvin's behavior."

"Who are you? My mother?" objected Alvin.

"I'm just saying the truth, and everyone here knows that you can't handle the truth."

"No argument there," agreed Simon.

"Thanks for the backup, Simon," said Alvin, in an angry tone.

"I'm not going to start a commotion here, Alvin," assured Simon.

"Still, you're my brother! Have some brotherly respect, and at least try to back me up!"

"How can I backup something that is clearly true?"

The others were getting fed up with constant arguing, especially Theodore.

"ENOUGH!" snapped Theodore.

Simon and Alvin looked at their youngest sibling, feeling guilty.

"Why must there always be arguing between you two?!" exclaimed Theodore. "You guys are brothers, not enemies, so why do you act as if you are enemies toward each other?! I don't like it, and wish it would just stop!"

The entire room was silent from Theodore's outburst, and Simon and Alvin looked at their brother, feeling terrible for making Theodore feel as if they were enemies to each other.

"Theodore's right," said Jeanette. "You two really need to start acting more like brothers, and not argue over every little thing. I mean Brittany and me sometimes argue, but not as often as you two."

"You're right, Jeanette," agreed Simon. "Alvin and I need to argue less, and be more like brothers."

"Indeed," agreed Jeanette.

"We're sorry, Theodore," said Simon, while nudging Alvin, as a sign to agree with him.

"Yeah, we're sorry, Theo," agreed Alvin.

Theodore smiled, showing he accepted their apology. Simon and Alvin were relieved that the crisis was over, as Simon got a sudden urge in his body to go to the bathroom.

"Excuse me, guys, but I need to use the restroom," said Simon, jumping from the table.

"Hurry back, Si," yelled Alvin, as Simon rushed to the restroom. "That was strange. Don't you guys think?"

"Yeah, Simon has been acting strange for awhile," said Jeanette.

"What do you mean, Jeanette?" asked Alvin. "In what kind of way?"

"Ever since he returned to himself, after becoming Simone."

"Now that you mention it, he was acting strange, back at the gas station. He was talking to somebody, but there was nobody there."

"What do you suppose could be the problem, Alvin?"

"I'm not sure, Jeanette. I'm not sure."


In the bathroom, Simon finished up his business, and proceeded to washing his paws, using only a speck of some soap off of a soap bar. Once Simon was done washing his paws, he dried them off, by shaking them and blowing on them. As Simon turned to leave, he heard a faint voice saying his name, so he turned around, only to see nothing but thin air.

"I must be hearing things," said Simon, as he turned to leave again, but was stopped by the faint voice again.

Simon turned around again, and once again, there was nothing, but the faint voice spoke again, saying something. Simon listened closely to the voice, and out of the voice he caught the words, "look into the mirror." As much as he didn't want to, his curiosity overpowered him, and he looked into the mirror, only to see Simone staring at him.

"Bonjour, mon ami," said Simone.

"What do you want!?" exclaimed Simon, frozen in place.

"Mon ami, you mistake my reasons. I'm not here to haunt you, Simon. I'm here to help you."

"Wh-What do you mean? What do I need help with?"

"Calm down, mon ami. I'm only here to warn you that you might want to reconsider finding David, as soon as you get to where you are planning to go. David is safe, but going after him suddenly, isn't the best idea. Take these words into consideration, Simon, and be safe, mon ami."

Simone vanished from the mirror, replacing it with Simon's reflection. Simon didn't know what to think of what he had just experienced, nor to believe Simone's words or not. What did he mean, and was he even telling the truth? Simon shook his head, and jumped from the sink, onto the floor, and exited the bathroom rubbing his head, debating whether or not to believe Simone's warning.


"What took you so long, Si?" asked Alvin.

Simon didn't answer, because he was too shocked from his encounter with Simone to even speak.

"Uh, hello?! Earth to Simon?!" said Alvin, in an attempt to snap Simon out of his daze.

"Just let him be, Alvin," said Jeanette. "He'll snap out it, eventually."

"I hope that you're right," said Alvin, concerned for Simon.

A few minutes later, Desiree returned to the table with their waffles and milk. She gently sat the platter down, and presented each chipmunk with their plates, separately, along with their ice cold milk.

"There ya go, chipmunks," said Desiree, gathering up the platter. As she turned to leave, she noticed Simon. "What's wrong with him?"

"Oh," said Jeanette. "We're not sure. He just returned from the restroom, and he has been this way since."

"Well, let me know if he needs anything, because he doesn't look so good."

"Will do," said Alvin. "He's been this way ever since our days of being stranded on an island."

"Wow. You chipmunks have been through alot."

"Tell me about it! I had to be responsible for a whole three days, because Mr. Simone had to take my place as "the Fun One!"

Desiree looked at Alvin with a strange look, because she was clueless about Simone.

"It's a long story and dreadful story," assured Brittany.

"Yeah. We were nearly BBQ'd by a volcano," added Jeanette.

"Not to mention my sprained ankle!" exclaimed Eleanor.

"Huh?" questioned Brittany. "That's not the dreadful stuff I was talking about; I was talking about my reputation as "the Pretty One" being diminished!"

Jeanette and Eleanor let out long sighs, knowing their sister's personality all too well. Desiree looked at the Chipmunks and Chipettes, feeling terrible that they had been through so much. "Tell you what. I'll try and see if I can't get off earlier, because I see that you six have been through very much," said Desiree. "Either way, I promise to help you guys."

All six of the chipmunks' eyes bulged, and they expressed a smile on their faces. The Chipmunks and Chipettes all expressed their thanks, causing Desiree to smile. Once the celebration ended, everybody returned to eating, because they were going to need all the energy they could get for the day ahead.


Once breakfast was finished, the Chipmunks and Chipettes returned to their room, awaiting Desiree to assist them in getting to Las Vegas. Simon had come out of his daze a little, but couldn't help but think about what Simone had told him, but at the same time didn't know if to believe his alter ego or not, and he didn't dare to tell the others about it, because they would just think he was crazy. He just kept his thoughts to himself, so he could save them for another time, when they were needed.

Alvin noticed Simon, and grabbed a pillow from the bed he was standing on, and threw it at Simon, knocking him out of his daze. Simon at first was angry, but he was also relieved to finally be out of his daze, so he didn't retaliate, only tossed it back onto the bed. Alvin was shocked from Simon's reaction, and rushed to his brother's side.

"Uh, Simon? Are you okay? I threw a pillow at you, and you didn't retaliate," said Alvin.

"I'm fine, Alvin. I'm glad you did that, because I needed that to come out of my daze, so thank you, Alvin," replied Simon, patting his brother on the shoulder.

"Uh? Okay?" said Alvin, as Simon walked off. "What happened to Simon?!"

Jeanette noticed Alvin in confusion, so she walked over to him to assist him. "Alvin, I think Simon is still suffering from his days on the island as Simone," she said.

"What do you mean, Jeanette?" asked Alvin.

"It's a condition that most people get after coming out of something like us getting stranded on an island. Simon is traumatized from being Simone, and might still think he is Simone.

"All this science is making my head hurt!"

"It's not science, Alvin. It's a theory. I really think that's what's wrong with Simon."

"You really think so?"

"I believe so. Like I said, it's only a theory, but I can't be completely sure."

"Gah! All this "theory" stuff is giving me a headache!"

"Well, I tried."

Jeanette turned from Alvin, and hopped onto a bed, returning to looking at a magazine she found in one of the drawers of the dresser, next to the bed, while Brittany was in the shower.


An hour passed, before there was a knock at the door.

"Come in!" yelled Eleanor.

The door opened, and sure enough, it was Desiree, only this time she wasn't in her usual uniform, but more like regular street clothes.

"I've got good news, and bad news, guys," said Desiree. "The good news, is I can escort you to Las Vegas, but the bad news, is I cannot escort you all the way to where you want to go, because I'm on a time schedule."

"About how far can you take us, Desiree?" asked Theodore.

"I'm afraid only about fifty miles, which is over halfway, but no worries, I'm sure you can find help in the place I'm taking you," said Desiree.

"Which is?" asked Alvin.

"A small concert/carnival about thirty miles out of Las Vegas, and I figured since it's a concert, and you six are very famous singing groups, it would fit you perfectly."

"That's actually perfect," said Eleanor.

"Yeah, it does fit our genre, perfect," added Brittany. "And, since there's no other choice, I guess we have no other choice."

"Right," said all six in unison.

"Then I guess it's settled, so follow me," said Desiree.

The Chipmunks and Chipettes obeyed, and followed Desiree out of the room, to the outside, until they stopped next to a Ford Mustang convertible.

"That's your car!?" exclaimed Alvin, shocked at the vehicle.

"Sure is," replied Desiree. "What? Did you expect someone like me to not have a car like a Mustang convertible?"

"Uh, no."

"Well, it's my most treasured possession."

"It's awesome!"

"Well, hop in, remember, I'm on a time schedule."

"Right," said all six in unison.

Desiree opened the car door, so the Chipmunks and Chipettes jumped into the car. Alvin took shotgun, while the other five sat in the back, and Desiree assisted in helping them buckle up. Once all six were buckled up, Desiree hopped into the driver seat, and started up the car, startling all the chipmunks, except Alvin. Desiree revved up the engine, causing the whole car to vibrate, and scare the the Chipmunks in the back seat, while Alvin just yelled "YEAH!"

"Ready, chipmunks?" said Desiree.

Simon, Jeanette, Brittany, Theodore, and Eleanor were too startled to answer, but Desiree took it as a "yes," so she slipped on some sunglasses, and shifted the car into reverse, pulling out onto the main highway to Las Vegas.

"And, away we go!" she yelled, as she sped off down the road.


About an hour later, Desiree pulled into a heavily crowded area, which was supposedly the concert/carnival she had been talking about before.

"Well, guys, this is where we depart," said Desiree. "Good luck in getting to Las Vegas."

"Thank you for all your help, and all the hospitality you gave us," said Simon.

"No problem. Just find some help in the most common place you would find it, and you'll get to Las Vegas."

"What's that supposed to mean?" questioned Alvin, as he hopped out of the vehicle, along with the rest of the Chipmunks and Chipettes.

"You'll see, when you least expect it," replied Desiree, as she sped off, back to the resort.

"I still don't understand what she means," said Alvin.

"Me either," said Brittany. "Now, we are back to fending for ourselves!"

"We are, but we are much closer to our goal than before, Brittany," assured Simon.

"I suppose you're right," replied Brittany.

"In the meantime, let's try and find some help," said Alvin.

"Good idea," replied Brittany, as they moved toward the entrance to the carnival/concert.

Right as the Chipmunks and Chipettes reached the entrance, Brittany was suddenly lifted into a tree, in a net.

"What the?!" exclaimed Brittany from the tree. "What kind of sick joke is this?!"

Suddenly, out of the darkness stood a female chipmunk with long auburn hair, blue eyes, and dressed in mostly black clothing.

"Darn it! You ruined my prank!" said the chipmunk.

"May I ask who you are?" asked Simon.

"Well, if you must know, my name is Ashly!"

Well, that's all for now! Next update will be in about a weeks time or something like that, so keep a lookout! Remember to leave reviews, follow, and favorite this story, and who do you think this mysterious "Ashly" is? Is she good? Bad? Leave a review on it, and thanks for reading :) Until next time, take care everyone!