Chapter 22- Friday the 20th Part I
Friday
July 20th, 1990
6:43 am
DJ opened his eyes, it took him a second to realize that he had fallen asleep on Alvin's bed. "God, how long was I out?" He wondered as he tried to sit up. He was immediately met with muscle pains and and a heavy headache. The pain was so strong that it caused the maroon chipmunk to collapse back down. He felt awful, it was like he caught some sort of disease. He groaned in pain for a solid minute until he heard shifting from the blue bed on his right.
"DJ" mumbled a voice that seemed to belong to Simon, "Are you awake?"
"S..Simon?" DJ uttered.
His uncle then got out of bed, though he wobbled a little. The blue teen then turned on the lights in the room. The sudden brightness caused DJ groan more as it didn't help with the headache. "How are you feeling?" Simon asked as he walked over to him, "Shortly after you lay down, you completely went cold. I told Dave you were simply feeling under the weather, but it's quite frightening how weak you've become. You were out for nearly 12 hours!"
DJ sat up slowly this time, and he managed to open one eye at the digital clock beside him, indeed it was nearly 7 in the morning. "You gotta be joking," DJ groaned, "I felt fine when I come home, did I catch some 90s virus?"
Simon shook his head, "I think it has to do more with this." He then showed his nephew the picture of his family, his sister was gone and it seemed like he was beginning to fade. DJ then remember everything that had happened. "DJ" Simon continued, "I don't want to alarm you but neither of your parents have returned home."
The 21st century teen's eyes then shot opened. "Neither of them?!" he exclaimed, "As in you have no idea where they are?!"
Simon frowned as he straightened his glasses glasses. "Regrettable so" he answered softly, "The last we saw of them was at Venice Beach, when they fought…"
"I don't get it," DJ rubbed his head, "My parents were closer than ever. I've got Ian out of our lives. Where did things go wrong?"
Simon then exhaled, "Well, a couple of bullies started to berate Alvin, calling him things like a 'wimp' or a 'softy'. And when they started to tease him for loving Brittany, being the hot headed idiot he is, Alvin started to shout reasons why he would never date her. Your mother ran off crying and… I'm not sure what happened to either of them after that. The second Brittany ran off, I hurried straight home to check on you. The others were also quick to follow."
"Oh man, this is heavy" DJ moaned. The maroon teen then noticed his other uncle wasn't around. "Hey, where's Theo?" he asked.
"Oh, uhh… he decided to go comfort Eleanor for the night" Simon answered, "Brittany acted pretty nasty towards her sisters."
DJ then went from sad to mad. "You have no idea where either of my parents are!" DJ snapped as he tried to stand up. He nearly fell over from his weak energy, but Simon was able to catch him.
"DJ, take it easy!" Simon exclaimed.
"Don't tell me to take it easy!" DJ spat, "You're not the one who is about to be erased from existence! Now let me go find them!" He then began to head for the door.
"Well at least get out of your pajamas first!" Simon commanded as he pointed to his nephews current appearance.
"Fine" DJ groaned as he began to change. After the two boys changed, they headed downstairs, where they found Dave talking on the phone.
"Are you sure you haven't seen either of them?" the man asked worriedly, he then face palmed, "Okay, thank you. Sorry to bother you." He then hung up as he sat down on the floor.
"No luck, Dave?" Simon asked as the two of them approached the man.
Dave shook his head, "No, I called every possible place they could be, they have completely disappeared. I'm wondering if they're even still in the city." DJ's heart sank, it seemed the situation was becoming more dire. Dave then turned to him, "How are you feeling, DJ? You don't look well."
DJ then shifted a bit, "Oh don't worry about me, I just got a cold. What's important right now is to find Alvin and Brittany." Before more could be said, the doorbell rang. Dave got up and went over to open the front door. It was Ms. Miller and the small chipmunks.
"Oh David!" Ms. Miller began to sob as she collapsed into the man's arm, "Where in the world is my baby?!"
Dave let out a sigh, "Still no news. Don't worry, Ms. Miller. We'll find Brittany, and Alvin too. How about you come inside for some coffee?"
"Okay" the old woman sniffed as she and the other two chipmunks entered. "Oh, everything is so awful," she wept some more as she blew into her handkerchief, "Jeanette is even too sad to come out of bed." As Dave lead Ms. Miller to the kitchen, DJ gave his uncle a curious glance. He saw that Simon had clear guilt on his face.
The two small chipmunks the approached the bespectacled teen. "Simon, why did you say no?" Theodore cried, "I thought you loved Jeanette!"
"Yeah" Eleanor added, though with a bit more resentment, "She's completely heartbroken over it! I honestly thought you cared for her!"
Simon just stood there, he bit his tongue as his frown became more pronounced. "I'm going to my lab" he proclaimed as he rushed over to the basement door, "No one bother me!" He then slammed the door shut.
"Wait, what?!" DJ cried, not understanding what was going on.
Theodore then looked up to him with sad eyes, "We're really sorry, Mr. Thanos. We've messed up everything!"
"Yeah" Eleanor interjected as she hugged DJ's side, "It's our fault that our siblings didn't get together. We negged them to hard. We shouldn't have told Jeanette to confess. Now the timeline is completely ruined!" DJ's uncle and aunt then began to cry into his shirt.
"Guys guys" DJ exclaimed, feeling awkward to have his uncle and aunt breakdown on him, "It's not your fault, you guys didn't know the outcomes of your actions like I do. It's my job to fix the timeline, I shouldn't have thrown that responsibility on you."
The two small teens then calmed down a bit. "But… but" Theodore stuttered "You're dying."
DJ then looked at his body, it was true that he had become more visually weak. "It's not your fault. I'll be fine." DJ remarked sternly as he rubbed his uncle and aunt's heads (still feeling weird about it). The two of them felt better as they pulled away from him. "I'm going to talk to Simon" the maroon chipmunk proclaimed, "I'm going to slap some sense into them. Why don't you two go over and try to get Jeanette out of bed?" Theodore and Eleanor then saluted as they headed over nextdoor. DJ walked up to the basement door. He didn't bother knocking this time as he needed to talk to Simon now. "Simon!" he called out as he walked down the stairs. The lights were still off, so he flipped the light switch. He then found his uncle laying his head on his work table.
"79, 83, 89, 97, 101, 103, 107…" the tall teen then paused, "Didn't I say I didn't want to be bothered"
"Simon, what are you even doing?" DJ asked, not sure what the deal with numbers were.
"I like to list prime numbers to clear my mind" Simon answered, he then continued, "109, 113, 127…"
"Simon, why did you reject Jeanette" DJ interrupted, "Don't tell me you don't feel the same way! You have always loved her, even in the future!"
Simon then lifted his head, "You want to know why?" He then marched over upstairs. DJ looked at him confused, until his uncle gestured to follow him. So he followed his uncle (rather slowly as Simon was dragging his feet) all the way to the garage. Simon yanked off the tarp of the time machine, opened the door, and took out the West Eastman textbook. The bispectalled teen sat in the driver's seat as he flipped over the pages and showed DJ the picture of Jeanette in the future.
"I don't get it" DJ scratched his head.
Simon then rolled his eyes, "Do I have to spell it out for you, me and Jeanette are not meant for each other!"
"What?!" DJ shook his head in disbelief, "How can you say that? I mean you two are practically made for each other. When I was little I assumed the two of you were married like Theodore and Eleanor. I thought it was completely normal to have each of your parent's siblings married to each other that I assumed it was true for you. How could I not believe that? You have so much in common with her and you get along great. You are meant for each other!"
"Well" Simon stated blankly as he stood back up and threw the book at the Tesla, "Time begs to differ, DJ!"
DJ sighed, "Are you still on about how you two didn't get together in my future? Well screw that, if I can change the timeline, you can too!"
"Oh!" Simon then became more sassy, "And how's that turning out for you?! If you think I'm going to continue to screw with time after you disappear, then you're out of your mind!"
DJ then became rather offended, "How dare you say that! I'm not going to disappear!"
"Yes you are!" Simon fired back, "And it's going to be all my fault!" The both of them went silent for a moment. They stared at the ground sadly, not wanting to look at the other in the eye. "I'm very sorry, DJ" Simon sighed, "I didn't mean any of this to happen. And I didn't mean what I said. I'm going to continue getting the Tesla ready for your departure tomorrow in case we do manage to fix everything with your parents. But other than that… I just don't want anything happening to Jeanette." Simon then headed out the door and back down into the lab, and this time, DJ didn't stop him.
Meanwhile nextdoor, Eleanor lead Theodore to her room, which is were they found Jeanette. The purple chipette was still sulking on her bed, while fiddling with the amethyst Simon gave her yesterday. "Jeanette" Eleanor answered, "Is it alright if me and Teddy talk to you?"
Jeanette let out a sigh as she stuffed her face into her pillow, "Fine."
The two of them then walked over to the bespectacled teen. "Jeanette, I know you're upset" Theodore began to say sympathetically, "But you can't lie in bed all day. Dave told me that you'll sleep forever if you lie down too long"
The little chipmunk's innocence cheered up Jeanette a little as she let out a chuckle. She then sat up and patted his head, "Don't worry, Theodore. I just don't feel well today, I'll get up soon."
"And will you talk to Simon?" Eleanor asked, "Maybe if you kiss him, he'll remember that he loves you."
Jeanette then started to blush madly, "Eleanor, don't be ridiculous, that's not how love works. Besides, Simon doesn't love me." She then stood up and began to leave the room.
"What are you saying?" Theodore stopped her, "Simon does love you!"
Jeanette was beginning to feel annoyed with the small chipmunks pestering her. "No he doesn't!" Jeanette began to weep, "He even said we're not meant to be together. So you're wrong, okay!"
"Well if he doesn't love you than why did Thanos said you were meant for each other?!" Eleanor argued, "He controls the timeline, I'm sure he knows what he is talking about! He said you and Simon are meant for each other and so is Alvin and Brittany!"
But Jeanette wasn't listening to her sister, instead she ran over to the bathroom and locked it. The two chipmunks just turned to each other sadly. "Ah man" Theodore whined, "Are you sure that Thanos is right? What if he's wrong."
But then Eleanor shoved a cookie in his mouth. The green chipmunk was both pleased but confused. He tried to ask why his girlfriend did that but then she shoved another cookie in his mouth. "Sorry, Teddy" the blonde stated, "But I need to believe more." She then showed him a cookie jar labeled 'Believe Cookies'. "I know it looks tough, but Thanos does these kinds of things all the time," she continued, "So we need to believe in him!"
Theodore nodded as he took the cookie jar and began to chow down. "You're right, Ellie!" he responded, "Let's go see Thanos, he'll know what to do."
So that's what they did. They found DJ sulking on the couch in the living room. He was watching the news on TV incase they knew where either of his parents was. "Good morning LA," the male news anchor greeted, "Happy Friday. Crystal Clear will air in a few minutes to give you the latest gossip in Hollywood but first let's check in on the weather report with our meteorologist, Sky Sturm."
The broadcast then switched over to Sky, a weather woman standing in front of a blue screen of the west coast. "Thank you, Clark. As you can see storm clouds are heading to the west coast from the Pacific. Now the movement pattern is quite unpredictable, but it does seem to be heading our way. Whether it hits LA, San Francisco, or even San Diego I advise that you stay home tomorrow night as this storm is quite nasty." DJ stopped listening, already knowing how the storm will turn out. Then his shorter uncle and aunt returned.
"Any luck with Jeanette" DJ muttered. The two small chipmunks shook their heads. DJ let out a sigh as he sank into the couch, "Simon ain't budging either. Today is gonna be one of those days."
"Here DJ" Theodore said as he offered DJ a cookie.
"Thanks, Theo" the maroon chipmunk remarked as he took the cookie and chomped it down, "Dang, these are good. What kind of cookie is this?"
"Thank DJ" Eleanor smiled, "They are Believe cookies, made them myself." She then pointed at the label of cookie jar.
"Oh" DJ raised an eyebrow, looking at his cookie, "Of course. That's why I suddenly believe more."
"And who knew believing could be so delicious" Theodore happily remarked as he ate his ninth cookie.
Eleanor then took the jar away, "That's enough believing for one day, Teddy." She then patted her boyfriend on the head, who had shown a bit of disappointment.
DJ chuckled at the small chipmunks' antics. "Jeez Frankie, you're lucky to have parents who never fight" he thought to himself, "Meanwhile I'm here disappearing from existence."
Just then the doorbell rang again. "I'll get it!" Dave announced as he walked over. Ms. Miller and the present chipmunks came to see who it was, hoping it was either of the missing teens. But to their misfortune, it was a couple of cops, which meant nothing but bad news. "Hello officers" Dave greeted, "Have you found either of the kids yet?"
"Sorry, Mr. Seville. We still have no reports where they are" one of the officers answered. He was a middle aged African American with a mustache. His name tag said 'Griffin'. "We're here to bring bad news unfortunately"
"May we speak to everyone in the living room?" the other officer asked. She was a relatively young Cacasian woman. Her name tag said 'Simpson'.
"Um… alright" Dave answered, though a bit confused. The two officers entered and gestured everyone to follow them into the living room. They all gave each other strange looks before they sat down on the couch. Dave simply stood up. "What's the matter, officers?" he asked.
"Well" Officer Griffin began, "We know how y'all helped out that orphanage by raising money. And I hate to make your day even harder but..." He then took off his police hat before continuing, "We got reports that the money was stolen last night."
"What?!" everyone cried in disbelief.
"All of it…. Is gone?" Dave stuttered. He was absolutely shocked.
"Every penny, nickel, and dime." Officer Simpson answered grimly, "And we have no idea who done it. The place didn't have any security cameras and the robbers were sure to leave no clues."
"So…" Theodore peeped, "So what's going to happen to the orphanage?"
"Well son" Griffin answered somberly, "If we can't find where that money went, and before the culprets spend it… I'm afraid the orphanage is going to have to shut down."
"Oh no!" Theodore cried as he shoved his face into Ms. Miller. Everyone was shattered to hear the news.
"Well, let's hope it won't have to come to that" Simpson remarked, "We're here to ask if any of you know any potential suspects who could've done it."
"As if we know anyone who could do something so vile" Dave snapped, "I tell you what, whoever did this is probably a monster. I mean who steals from a poor orphanage? They must've done it some sick joke!"
"Trust me Mr. Seville, we agree." Griffin stated, "It just a lot of people were present at that fundraiser, and we suspect that was one of them. They would have to have time to map out the place before doing the dirty work."
"By the way, I've noticed that not everyone is here" Simpson noted suspiciously.
"Simon is downstairs and Jeanette is back home" Dave answered.
"Oh, it's not those two I'm suspecting" Simpson stated seriously.
Dave was getting a little mad himself, "Now officer Simpson, are you accusing Alvin and Brittany of doing it?"
"They've been missing all night" Simpson answered sternly.
"Now that's enough, Simpson!" Griffin interrupted, "We doubt those two actually did it, but we must look into all potential suspects, and those two are on the list."
"Well they would never do a thing like that!" Dave spat, "Alvin is a lot of things, trust me. But a thief isn't one of them!"
"Sorry Mr. Seville" Simpson snapped, "But you can't speak on behalf of your son. If we find him, we're going to have to take him in."
"Get out" Dave muttered.
"Mr. Seville, I apologize for my partner…" Griffin tried to speak.
"I said get out!" Dave demanded. The sharpness in his tone frightened the others, as they never seen him so mad before.
Griffin let out a sigh, "Okay, Mr. Seville. Give us a call if learn anything new." The officer put his at one, and him and his partner left the house.
"The audacity of that cop" Dave snapped, "Suspecting my boy of stealing. I want him home, but behind bars!"
"It's okay, David" Ms. Miller comforted the man, "Nothing is going to happen to him. They'll find those nasty men and everything will be alright again."
Dave let out a sigh as he collapsed in his armchair, "I don't know how this week could get any worse."
Just then, the newest broadcast of Crystal Clear started to air. "Good morning, LA!" Crystal greeted enthusiastically while a crowd could be heard cheering. "For today's latest gossip, President Bush gets a bad tan after his trip to Miami." They then showed a fake, but embarrassing photo of the president shirtless having a bad sunburn. The crowd then laughs. "Ghostbusters 3 will have the first woman ghostbuster, played by Sigourney Weaver herself!" They then showed obviously altered poster of Aliens to be made to look like a Ghostbusters film. "And Goofy of Disney fame has a secret son?!" They then showed a little anthropomorphic puppy wrapped in a blanket labeled 'Goofy Junior' (Yeah other cartoon characters exist in this world, sue me). "But our big news of the day will rock this nation!" Crystal then became more lively, "You all remembered Brittany Miller and Alvin Seville showing up for our afternoon show last Sunday?" The crowd then started to cheer. Everyone at home now had their eyes glued onto the screen. "Well today we have their producer, Ian Hawke with us. Please welcome him on stage!" The crowd started to cheer as Ian showed up on stage.
Everyone had their mouths hanging open. " What is Ian doing there?!" Dave exclaimed. DJ was quite scared too, after what he did yesterday.
Ian and Crystal shook hands as they both sat down. "So Mr. Hawke" Crystal greeted, "How are you doing today."
"Oh I'm doing fantastic, Crystal" Ian smiled, "Thanks for asking."
"Hmm…" Crystal pretended to hum suspiciously, "You seem to be in a very good mood. Did you get a nice new pair of glasses?" The crowd then laughed.
Ian shook his head, "Nope, but good guess."
Crystal pretended to think some more, "Oh come on, please tell us already! I'm dying to know!"
"Well if you really must know" Ian smirked, "I have huge news about my clients."
Everyone felt confused. "What news?" Dave remarked. DJ continued to become more and more uneasy.
"Ooo" Crystal squealed excitedly, "What is it?!"
"Well" Ian began "Last night, me and a certain rockstar made an agreement to start a solo career."
"Solo career!" Dave yelled. DJ was terrified, he thought he prevented Alvin from signing the contract.
Ian then stood up as he walked over to the side, "Ladies and gentlemen. I would like to introduce the newest solo artist, who is about to have her first performance right her live. Everyone put your hands together for Brittany the Chipette!"
Everyone gasped as the crowd went wild. The another stage appeared, and a bunch of female dancers arrived. A familiar song started to play as the dancer moved along to the beat. A big pink sign that said 'Brittany the Chipette' lit up as smoke started to form. A shadow could be seen as the figure marched forward. It was Brittany! And she was wearing a scantily pink clad leather suit while holding a microphone. Her hair had also became more punk styled, hanging off to the side, with a pink streak. She then started to sing:
Ain't no personal thing, boy
But you have got to stay away
Far, far away from my heart, my heart
Don't you know what your kiss is doing
Let me tell it to you from the start, boy
She then jumped down off stage and started to hive five the crowd. Her family and friends just watched in disbelief.
I don't wanna fall in love
Love cuts just like a knife
You make the knife feel good
I'll fight you to the end, baby
She then started to spin around on Crystal's stage.
You've been hanging around, boy
And you have started sinking in
She jumped next to Ian, and gave him a little hug before jumping back down.
Whoa baby, you're way out of line now
Unaware how this all got started
Let me tell it you one more time, boy
Brittany and the dancer then started to dance in sync.
I don't wanna fall in love
Love cuts just like a knife
You make the knife feel good
I'll fight you to the end, baby
She then started to mimic Micheal Jackson by doing his dance moves, even moonwalking.
I don't wanna fall in love
Love cuts just like a knife
You make the knife feel good
I'll fight you to the end
She then walked up straight up to the camera and looked right into it.
I learned something about myself
Last night with you I knew
I didn't want nobody else
And you're scaring me to death now baby
The synth riff started as she started to breakdance. The crowd went absolutely wild. Her family was in shock as Brittany was never this 'provocative' or dressed this sort of way. By this point, Simon was peaking at the TV from the basement door while Jeanette was watching at home. They were both as dumbfounded as the rest of their families. Brittany then went back to singing.
I don't wanna fall in love
Love cuts just like a knife
You make the knife feel good
I'll fight you to the end
I don't wanna fall in love
Love cuts just like a knife
You make the knife feel good
I'll fight you to the end
I don't wanna fall in love
Love cuts just like a knife
You make the knife feel good, baby yeah
I'll fight you to the end
I don't want to fall in love
Love cuts just like a knife
You make the knife feel good
I'll fight you to the end
Brittany struck one more pose by fist bumping the air. There was a thunderous applause while her family and friends were completely motionless. "Aw shhhhhhhhoot" DJ cursed, "I am totally screwed."
Brittany happily skipped onto Crystal's stage. She gave both her and Ian a big hug before sitting down next to her brand new manager.
"Let me first say that was absolutely amazing!" Crystal cheered. The crowd cheered as well.
"Thank you, Crystal!" Brittany smiled, It means a lot coming from you!"
"So Brittany" the hostess crossed her legs, "Why don't you tell us how this whole 'going solo' gig started."
"Well" Brittany started a little pompous, "It all began when I found out my good for nothing sisters wanted to quit the Chipettes." The crowd then gasped. Eleanor and Jeanette felt gasped even harder.
"What?!" Crystal exclaimed, "But we all love the Chipettes. Why would they want to give up all this fame and glory."
"I honestly don't know, Crystal" Brittany answered in a snooty tone, "But they expected me to quit as well, and I was like, 'No way girlfriend'." The crowd then laughed.
"I'm pretty upset by this too" Ian interjected, "Why I see the Chipettes as my own daughters, and they totally spat all over me!" The crowd then started to boo. Jeanette and Eleanor(though not in the same place) hearts completely shattered, hearing the crowd booing them. Theodore and Ms. Miller comforted Eleanor, but no one was there to comfort the purple chipette.
"Well the Chipettes might be over, but at least we still have you, Britt" Crystal noted enthusiastically, which caused the crowd to applaud.
"Aww, I could never leave you guys" Brittany smiled "Yep, I'm going solo, and Ian is managing me!" The crowd then started to cheer for the bald man, who seemed quite flattered.
"What the in living hell!" Dave yelled, "This is an outrage!"
Crystal then continued, "Hmm, you're going to be managed by Mr. Hawke for now on but not by your former manager, David Seville, father of the Chipmunks."
"That's right!" Brittany smiled, "Dave and the Chipmunks haven't been so kind to me either, as they didn't stand up for me." The crowd gasped again. This time Dave and the boys squirmed.
"Not even your best friend, Alvin Seville" the hostess asked, acting shocked.
"Nope" Brittany shook her head, "Alvin… Alvin… well… he." Brittany started to tear up as the horrible memories of sunset sprang up again. She couldn't find herself to slander Alvin as well. She started to sob, losing her cool confident demeanor, as she hugged Ian. The crowd gasped, but this time sympathetically.
Ian pretended to care as he rubbed his client's back. "Sorry Crystal" he muttered, "Alvin apparently said mean things to her last night. She's heartbroken to have her family and friends turn on her, especially her best friend" He then turned to the camera, "You hear that Alvin, I hope you regretted what you did." DJ gulped, knowing the bald man was actually talking about what he did yesterday. "So I'm here to announce that I'll no longer be working with David Seville, or any of the other chipmunk children. For now one it will be the biggest star of them all, Brittany Miller!" The crowd started to cheer again, but this time a guy yelled out from the crowd.
"Hey!" yelled the man angrily, "There's no way Alvin did that. I bet Brittany did something rotten to him." It was clear by his red cap and Chipmunk shirt that he was a fan.
"Shut your face!" spat a woman from the crowd, "Brittany is an angel. Alvin would totally do that!" And it clear by her yellow scarf and Chipette shirt that she was a fan of Brittany.
The crowd then started to fight with each other, and this time it was a lot more physical. Brittany looked visibly upset, but Ian smiled evilly. He gave a wink at the camera before the screen cut to commercial break. Pee Wee Herman then appeared with a serious look on his face. "This is crack" he then pulled out some crack.
Dave shut the TV off and then marched upstairs. "David" Ms. Miller called out, "What are you doing?" The man didn't answered. They could hear him rummaging around the boys' room.
"It sounds like he's looking through our toy box" Theodore noted nervously. Dave then appeared again holding Alvin's wooden baseball bat.
"Uh… Dave" DJ stuttered, "Where are going now?"
Dave walked downstairs and tried to walk out the door,"I'm going to pay Uncle Ian a visit, kids." he stated blankly. He tried to leave but everyone tried to stop him.
"David, no!" demanded, "Have you gone mad!"
"I'm just going to see Ian" Dave repeated blankly.
"Dave let's not do anything drastic" DJ tried to reason with his grandfather. Though he struggled, Dave manage to pull himself outside.
"Dave, please stop" Eleanor pleaded.
"Dave, you're scaring me" Theodore whined.
"Let me go talk to Ian" Dave simply muttered. The man tried to get out of everyone grip even harder, but they managed to pull the bat away from him. His knees collapsed on the front lawn as he banged his fist on the ground. "IIIIIIIIAAAAAAAAAANNN!" Dave screamed at the sky. He was so loud that his voice echoed all across Los Angeles.
Uh oh, this doesn't look good. Brittany has turned fall on bad girl. And no one knows where Alvin is. Time is running out, and things are getting worse. Who in the world stole the money? What will be our hero's fate, read more to find out.