"Okay, here's what we're going to do," Alvin announced to Simon, Theodore, Eleanor, and Jeanette. He handed each of them a piece of paper.

"What are these?" asked Eleanor. She stared at the drawings, confused.

"These are blueprints! We're going to use them to find Brittany," Alvin explained.

"Um, Alvin, how are we supposed to use paper clips and baseball caps to locate a missing person?" Jeanette said, looking at her paper quizzically.

Alvin hesitated, and started pacing around the room. Simon rolled his eyes.

"Face it Alvin, we have to let the authorities take care of this. We're just a bunch of kids! No one's going to believe anything we say!" he protested.

Alvin gave Simon a serious look. It was the most serious look Alvin had given him in a long time. It was so serious, in fact, Simon choked a little.

"Oh my gosh, are you okay?" Jeanette asked, putting her arm around his shoulder. Simon blushed a little and nodded.

"Well, if no one is willing to do what I say, then I guess this sleepover is off!" he shouted, crossing his arms. He walked to the window and stared into Simon's telescope.

"Hey look, a shooting star!" Eleanor pointed out. They all closed their eyes and made a silent wish.

I wish that we could find Brittany, Alvin thought to himself. He opened his eyes and gasped.

"HIT THE DECK!" he screamed. The shooting star was heading straight for them!

Everyone dived underneath a bed or a chair. There was a loud boom, a flash of light, and then some coughing. They slowly crawled out of their hiding places and looked around.

In the middle of the room was a small boy, about 12 years old, with messy blonde hair and an outfit made of bark and leaves. Everyone looked at him with awe.

"Who are you?" Theodore asked, breaking the silence.

The boy quickly jumped up, his arms placed firmly on his hips. "I am Peter Pan."

Everyone started laughing. This guy wasn't serious, was he?

"Oh, that's a good one," Alvin said. "Who are you really?"

The boy looked at him angrily. "I am Peter Pan." They stopped laughing.

"I read your book!" Jeanette said, blushing.

Peter smiled, and continued, "I have news about your friend."

The chipmunks and chipettes looked to one another, their eyebrows raised.

"What?" Alvin asked.

"She has been kidnapped by the infamous. . . Captain Hook!" he said. The chipmunks and chipettes gasped. "He has her locked up, and he's going to drown her unless I agree to battle him till the death!"

"Then why do you need us?" Theodore asked. Peter raised his eyebrow.

"Well you don't think I would fight without an army by my side?" he said. "I need some people to make me look like a leader so I can impress her and win her love."

Alvin rolled his eyes, his face red with anger. "Gosh, who does this guy think he is?"

Simon groaned.

"Well, would you like to be my crew?" Peter asked.

"I always have wanted to go to Neverland," Jeanette said, tapping her chin with her finger, lost in thought.

Eleanor shrugged. "Sounds fine to me, as long as you take me to see the mermaids and stuff."

Simon sighed and nodded, although he didn't want to go at all. Theodore wasn't sure that he wanted to see any pirates, but he decided that since Eleanor was going he had to be there. Alvin hesitated. He wanted to rescue Brittany, but not with this guy ordering him around. After his brothers and the chipettes glared at him, he crossed his arms and said, "Okay, I'll do it."

"Great! Then we're off!" said Peter.

The chipmunks and chipettes looked at each other excitedly. They were going to learn how to fly, battle pirates, and go to Never Land! Was this going to be the best summer ever or what?