Hey guys! I'm back with another chapter for ya, and I won't bother asking the question, because I received nothing but positive feedback from last chapter, and I believe that as things keep going in this direction, you can expect a sequel in about two years! Anyways, what do you think of our mysterious new character? Some thought she was good, and some others thought she was going be a bad influence toward Alvin, as far as romance ;)

I can assure to all of you, that is not the case, and I'm never going to do mixed couples, so don't worry about that :) Now that that is out of the way, what do you think will happen to the Chipmunks and Chipettes in their new environment? Only one way to find out, and that is to keep reading on ;) Enough chatter; on with the show! Here's chapter seven!

Everyone, excluding Brittany, still struggling in the net trap stared at the mysterious chipmunk, Ashly, as she used one of her sharp claws to free Brittany from the net. Ashly lowered the net, close to the ground, so Brittany wouldn't suffer any sort of injury, then she freed Brittany, who was angry, and at the same time, confused. Brittany stood up from the ground, wiping off the dirt on her shirt, then turned toward Ashly, standing with her arms crossed.

"What's the big idea!" exclaimed Brittany.

"Well, it was designed for my sister, not you!" snapped Ashly.

"What sister!? I don't see any other chipmunk, besides you and the rest of us!"

"She's occupied in the porta-pottie, over there!"

The argument between Brittany and Ashly was broken up by Eleanor.

"QUIET!" yelled Eleanor.

The arguing stopped, and the area was dead-silent for a split second.

"Okay, Ashly. We apologize for the incident," said Simon. "Brittany just overreacts sometimes."

"It's okay, I suppose," replied Ashly, looking at the Chipmunks and Chipettes strange. "Why do you all look so familiar?"

"Are you kidding me?!" exclaimed Alvin. "You don't recognize us!?"

Ashly looked at the Chipmunks and Chipettes closer, until it dawned on her.

"Oh! You're the famous chipmunk singing groups, Alvin and the Chipmunks and the Chipettes!

"Uh, duh!" snapped Alvin.

Simon nudged Alvin in the side, causing Alvin to back up. "Forgive my brother," said Simon. "He can be inappropriate at times."

"It's fine," replied Ashly. "If you'd like, I could show you around, seeing I know this area like the back of my paw."

Brittany interrupted before Simon could say anything. "We think you've already done enough! We'll be fine!"

Brittany led the whole group in, leaving Ashly alone just outside the area, into an unknown area none of them were aware of.


The entire area was mildly crowded, filled with the lingering scent of tons of carnival foods, causing Theodore to drool just a little bit. The Chipmunks and Chipettes had only been to carnivals when they were scheduled to perform, but had never truly experienced a carnival. Dave preferred not to put them in danger, due to them only being eight inches tall, and the possibility of Alvin doing something crazy on a ride that could possibly break it. It was only for their own safety, which all six of them could understand, and was a major downside to being a chipmunk, if you couldn't have fun on a carnival ride.

"Any ideas on where we should start looking?" asked Alvin.

"Well, Desiree said to look in a place we'd find the most common for help, so I suggest we start looking in a place we'd fit into," assured Simon.

"You think that's what she meant?" asked Jeanette.

"I believe so," replied Simon.

"Okay," said Alvin. "Then where do we start looking, genius?"

"Well, Alvin, where do you think we'd fit in best?" replied Simon.

"My best guess would probably be in a musical environment."

"I agree," said Jeanette.

"That's fine and dandy," said Brittany. "However, where are we going to find a musical environment in a carnival?"

"Oh. I didn't think of that," replied Jeanette.

A depressing feeling filled the Chipmunks and Chipettes for a second, until Theodore spotted a poster, showing the events taking place at the carnival.

"What about this?" suggested Theodore, pointing to a picture on the poster.

The picture was of a chipmunk holding a guitar, dressed like Jimi Hendrix.

"That's perfect, Theo!" exclaimed Alvin.

Theodore smiled. "It's a young guitarist, and he's doing a tribute to Jimi Hendrix concert later tonight."

"I already like this guy!" exclaimed Alvin. "He's a fan of old school music, especially the legend, Jimi Hendrix!"

"You and your old school music," said Brittany, sarcastically.

"What? It's the best!" replied Alvin.

"Uh, if I can interrupt, we need to get moving," objected Simon.

"Right," replied Brittany.

"Sorry, Si," added Alvin.

"We need to get to the amphitheatre, located somewhere in this carnival, but where is it, exactly?" said Simon.

"I don't know, Si," replied Alvin.

"Me either," added Brittany.

"Should we ask someone?" suggested Jeanette.

"Heck no!" snapped Brittany. "Can you imagine what would happen if someone saw us alone and lost?!"

"Good point," replied Jeanette.

"Uh, guys" said Theodore. "There is directions, you know."

"Well, why didn't you just say so?" asked Alvin.

"I was trying to, but you were talking too loud."

"Oh."

Alvin face-palmed himself, as Simon spoke up.

"Come on, guys," said Simon. "Let's find this chipmunk."

"Right, " replied the others in unison, as they followed the directions to the amphitheatre.


Just outside the amphitheatre, the Chipmunks and Chipettes spotted the chipmunk's tour bus, unloading their equipment, which was some old-fashioned equipment, similar to the same set up Hendrix had when he was still alive.

"Something tells me this guy is a huge Hendrix fan," said Alvin.

"Really?" said Brittany, sarcastically. "What was your first clue?"

Alvin ignored Brittany's sarcastic attitude, and focused on the task at hand.

"Alright, how are we going to get his attention?" questioned Simon.

"Come on, Si!" snapped Alvin. "We're talking chipmunks! We can get past security by simply talking to them!"

"We're not going to get anywhere if you keep shouting," assured Simon.

"Ah nuts," replied Alvin.

"I've got a plan, but it isn't a pleasant one," said Simon.

"You're not thinking what I think you're thinking, are you?" replied Alvin.

"Unfortunately, yes," assured Simon.

"Oh no, no, no," snapped Alvin. "Ryan and his goons were bad enough. I'm not crawling up a security guard's pants!"

"You got a better idea?" asked Simon.

"Yeah, it's called, "sneak past the guards without being spotted." I'm not going to crawl up a guard's pants"

"How do you propose we get past the guards, Alvin?" asked Simon.

"Britt can distract the guards, by leading them away from the bus, while the rest of us make our way backstage."

Brittany objected. "If you think I'm going to play the "the girl woos the guards as a distraction" game, you are wrong, Alvin."

"Ugh. What do you want?" asked Alvin.

"Hmm. You have to stand up for me against those girls at school, do my math homework for a week, and write a song about me, then perform it in front of the whole school at this year's talent show, " bribed Brittany. "Deal?"

Alvin swallowed a little bit. "Fine. Deal," agreed Alvin, as he shook Brittany's paw.

"I'll be looking forward to that song, Alvin. Now, watch and learn," she said, as she walked toward the security guards, doing a strange walk.

The five chipmunks watched as Brittany managed to lead the guards away from the tour bus, in mere seconds.

"Impressive," said Simon.

"You wouldn't believe the amount of people she had to woo, just so we could survive our years in the orphanage," said Eleanor. "She's practically a professional at this tactic."

Once the guards were out of sight, the five chipmunks made their way past the bus, onto backstage, where they watched for the chipmunk performing later on. The chipmunks wouldn't be too hard to spot, because he was their height, and he would stick out like a sore thumb, due to him being dressed like Jimi Hendrix. However, there was no sign of the chipmunk.

"Talk about a Houdini!" exclaimed Alvin. "How hard is it to spot a chipmunk in a Jimi Hendrix outfit?!"

"Maybe he's not off the bus yet," suggested Jeanette.

"Maybe so, Jeanette," said Simon. "Now, what do you propose we do?"

"Uh, Si, did you forget that we too are famous?" questioned Alvin.

"Due to all that has happened in the past couple days, yes I have, Alvin," replied Simon.

"We can just walk onto the bus, and not have too much trouble," assured Alvin.

"I don't know, Alvin," said Jeanette. "Maybe in LA we are famous, but out here without Dave, we are just a bunch of lost kids."

"You got a better idea, Jeanette?" asked Alvin.

"Uh, no," replied Jeanette.

"Then what are we waiting for," said Alvin, as he made his way toward the bus, only to be stopped by the same guards, carrying Brittany by the collar of her shirt."

Alvin gave Brittany a dirty look, as he was picked up by a guard by the hood of his hoodie.

"What's a bunch of kids like you doing back here?" said one of the guards.

Simon stepped out from behind a giant amplifier, hoping to save his brother and Brittany.

"Sir, we only seek help from the young chipmunk performing tonight," said Simon.

"Oh. Then you kids are in the wrong place. If you want to talk to Nate, he's over there in that old Volkswagen van," replied the guard, setting Alvin and Brittany back onto the ground.

"Thank you, sir. Sorry about the trouble."

"No problem, kid. Have fun talking to Nate. A little warning though, he smells like rotten fish."

"We'll take our chances. Thank you."

The guards walked off, as Alvin and Brittany met up with the others.

"I'm not sure if I can handle the smell of rotten fish!" exclaimed Brittany.

"I think the guard said that as a rude statement, because that's usually how people address people like Nate," assured Simon.

"What kind of person is Nate, Si?" asked Alvin.

"What we used to be, Alvin," replied Simon. "We used to be amateur singers too, until Ian managed to get us into the "high times."

"Oh, I get it."

"Really?"

"No."

"I figured as much."

Brittany interrupted. "Ehem! If you two are done with you jibber jabber, I'd like to get this over with!"

"Oh. Right," said Simon. "Let's get this over with."

All six of them made their way over to an old, beat up, Volkswagen van, similar to "the Mystery Machine" in Scooby Doo. The door to the van was open, with a young chipmunk playing a Fender Statorcastor, wearing a traditional Jimi Hendrix outfit. Next to him was a human wearing a 70's style outfit as well, which the Chipmunks and Chipettes supposed was his driver.

"Excuse me," said Simon.

The young guitarist stopped playing his guitar, and looked at the Chipmunks and Chipettes.

"What's your business?" asked Nate, in an Australian accent.

"We were just wondering if you could help us, Nate," replied Simon.

"No. I'm too busy, and need to practice for the big show."

Simon turned to the others. "Well, we tried."

Alvin rolled his eyes. "Bro, move aside. You need to learn to be more assertive."

Alvin shoved Simon aside, and approached the young guitarist.

"Didn't you hear me?" said Nate. "I'm too busy to help a bunch of kids."

"KIDS!" exclaimed Alvin. "FIRST OF ALL, NATE, WE ARE NOT KIDS! WE ARE THE FAMOUS SINGING GROUPS, ALVIN AND THE CHIPMUNKS, AND THE CHIPETTES! YOU DARE TO TALK TO US LIKE THIS?!"

Nate was froze. "Did you just say that you are the Chipmunks, and the Chipettes?"

"YEAH! Don't ya recognize the big "A" on my hoodie?!" replied Alvin, pointing to the A on his hoodie.

"My apologies for my behavior! I'm a huge fan of all six of you, and you are also my inspiration for becoming a guitarist!"

"That's more like it. Now, I'll ask again. Can you help us?"

"Of course! I owe you for the way I acted!"

"Do you think your driver can get us to Las Vegas, because we need to find Dave, our manager."

"After the show. I have contacts in Las Vegas that would be willing to help in any way possible."

Alvin smiled. "Thank you, Nate. For your gratitude, we will do something for you in return."

"Thank you, Alvin! I have a question concerning tonight's performance."

"What is it, Nate?"

"Can you give me any tips on making my performance any better?"

Alvin was confused on what Nate meant, and turned to Simon. Simon knew what Alvin was referring to, so he walked closer to Nate.

"What is it?" asked Simon.

"Nate needs help in making his performance better," replied Alvin. "Dave usually handles all of that stuff, or our techs."

Simon sighed. "Step aside. I believe this is where I come in."

Alvin backed away from Nate, and took a seat on a spare seat in the van.


After an hour of Simon modifying Nate's guitar setup, along with friendly conversation, Nate's guitar had a whole new sound to it. The guitar had a "Hendrix" sound to it, along with some changes in gain, treble, and bass to the pedals he used to add more effects to the sound of the guitar. The guitar sounded more professional, and even Nate was impressed after playing a sample of the Star Spangled Banner in Hendrix's style.

"I think that should do it," said Simon.

"Thank you so much, and sorry for the way I acted to you six," replied Nate.

"No problem. Now, go out there and show the entire crowd what you are made of."

"Will do."

Nate grabbed his guitar, and exited the van, onto the stage.

"Cross your fingers guys," said Simon. "I did all I could."

"Are you kidding, Si?! He's going to sound great," assured Alvin.

"I hope you're right."

Alvin put his paw on Simon's shoulder, and listened as Nate's performance began, with the Star Spangled Banner.


The performance lasted for nearly two hours, ending with an encore performance, meaning it was a complete success. Nate walked back to the van, expressing a wide smile.

"So, how did the concert go?" asked Eleanor.

"Excellent!" replied Nate. "I've never had that big of an audience before! I couldn't believe how many people showed up!"

"You should've seen our first concert," said Alvin.

"Yeah. I bet it was huge," replied Nate.

"It was a party to celebrate the launch of our first album. It was unpleasant, due to someone turning us against our current manager/dad."

"Oh. I'm sorry, mate."

"No problem, Nate. I'm sure you've had bad times as well."

"Too many to count, my friend."

Brittany was getting impatient, so she interrupted. "Sorry to interrupt your conversation, but I'd like to get to Las Vegas some time tonight!"

"Right!" replied Nate. "I completely forgot. Hop in, guys."

All six of them made their way into the van, which fit all six of them easily. Nate settled his guitar into its case, and slid it into the van, on the floor, then slid the van door shut, after hopping in too.

"Alright. Next stop, Las Vegas!" said Nate, as the driver accelerated the van out of the fairgrounds, onto the highway leading to Las Vegas.

That's all for now, guys! Hope you enjoyed this chapter and Nate! What could be next in the Chipmunks and Chipettes big adventure?! Will they find Dave?! Who are these "contacts" that Nate speaks of?! The only way to find out, is to keep reading :) In the next chapter, we will meet all sorts of new characters, and discover something shocking about all of these new characters! Find out in chapter eight, but until next time, take care guys! :)