A/N: Hey there, people! Thanks for the reviews. I know I haven't updated in a while, I'm sure you probably don't care anyway. But for those who DO care, here is an updated chapter of my story!
Disclaimer: I don't own the chipmunks. I own people you don't recognize. I still don't own McDonald's either. But one day I might, when I get rich and have a billion dollars.
Chapter 12
"Well, you can leave now." Ryan told Andrew, waving goodbye to him. "Have a nice day as well."
"Thank you, enjoy the sunshine!" Andrew waved and walked to the exit. As he was heading towards the door, Eugene and Wesley glared at him. "Come on, Dr. Oinks." Andrew smiled to Theodore and he followed Andrew to the truck.
"I have a bad feeling about 'Dr. Oinks'." Eugene stated, rubbing his chin. "Something tells me there really is no Dr. Oinks."
"Maybe it's those voices in your head that tells you that you're out of peanut butter when you have fifty jars left." Wesley grinned. "You fall for it every time. I don't know what says that, but you just run to the store and buy new peanut butter."
"Guys, guys, the lie detector said that Andrew wasn't lying. The lie detector never lies. Can we just drop it?" Ryan yelled.
"How do you know that the lie detector wasn't lying?" Eugene inquired.
"He does have a point." Wesley shrugged his shoulders. "What if that lie detector is lying? It's at least ten or fifteen years old."
"It's old fashioned, Ryan." Eugene put his hand on Ryan's shoulder. "We need those hi-tech ones!"
"Let's ask for one!" Wesley jumped in excitement.
"The only thing I'm asking for is you guys off the force." Ryan rolled his eyes. "But we could use a new lie detector, and check Andrew again."
"We should've asked a question that he wouldn't lie to and see if it said he was lying or something." Wesley shook his head.
"Like, 'Do you have blond hair?'. " Eugene said. "Or something along those lines."
"But he'd think we're onto something." Wesley pointed out. "He'd think we're crazy."
"Or he'd think we'd want to sell him hair coloring!" Eugene laughed.
"Guys, knock it off. We're going to use a new lie detector and interrogate him again. We just need a new one." Ryan thought for a moment. "We should also get a search warrant to search his house."
Dave was waiting patiently at his house, waiting for Alvin and Simon to come back home with their baby brother. He even had Zachary look around town and see if he could find anything suspicious.
Dave was watching TV. There was nothing on besides shows about magical ponies. "Maybe I should make it a law that there can't be any television shows about magical ponies. Too bad I'm not the president." He said to himself and sighed. He constantly looked at the door, hoping that all his sons would come bursting through the day. Oh, he could see it now.
"Maybe I should go to sleep." He thought, standing up and turning off the TV. It was getting pretty late, and he had trouble getting staying up, so he decided to go to sleep.
And he had another dream. Luckily it wasn't about magical ponies.
"Dave!" His three sons shouted, running to his bed.
"You guys! You're home!" He smiled, hugging them all. "Theodore, you're okay!"
"I am!" Theodore said, giving him a big hug. "Want to know what happened to me?"
"What?" Dave asked, grinning. He wanted to know what happened.
"Well, you know how you guys thought it was Andrew?" Dave nodded. "It was… guess!"
"Dr. Seuss!" Alvin jumped up.
"The president!" Simon guessed.
"Who was it?" Dave asked.
"It was –"
There was a knock on the door and it brought Dave out of his dream. He shook his head and got up and looked at his clock. He had been asleep for two hours.
Walking to the door, he stepped on a piece of paper. It read:
Dear Dave Seville (my so-called best friend!!)
It is I, Pablo. I'm upset with you. How could you do that to me? After all I've done for you. And you make me go back to work!! I hate you!!
Sorry about that little… temper…. I just thought I deserved more love than this! Do you know how many friends I have? Five! Count them! FIVE! And it would've been… five plus three… um… I think it would've been seven if you didn't do that to me! SEVEN! Seven is better than five!
I'm terribly sorry. I just have anger problems.
Take care,
Pablo Smith, your friend.
Dave was getting lots of notes. He felt bad for being mean to Pablo but he deserved it.
Dave wondered if his dream was trying to tell him something. Quickly remembering that there was someone at the door (thanks to there furious knocking and screaming, 'DAVE SEVILLE!') he rushed over and answered the door.
"Hello, Mr. Seville. It is I, Zachary." Zachary shook Dave's hand.
"Did you find anything?" Dave asked, looking up to Zack.
"No, but do you have anything that might have any fingerprints from the suspect? Like a piece of paper or something?" Zack asked, walking in.
"I didn't invite you in!" Dave yelled. "Step back outside!"
Frightened, Zack took a step back.
"You are invited in." Dave opened the door farther to give Zack more room to come in. "Andrew did give me a note after he took Theodore away. It's on my kitchen counter." Dave grabbed the note from the fridge, next to Simon's note. "Here it is." He handed it to Zack.
"This is perfect! We'll go look for any fingerprints, check his fat fingers, and then he'll be caught!" Zack grinned to Dave. "Take care."
"See you later, Zachary." Dave waved and closed the door.
The employees at McDonalds wouldn't let Alvin and Simon leave. Instead, they kept them there and gave them free stuff.
"Why are you doing this?" Alvin asked. "We can't look for Theodore while you have us stuck here!"
"Who is this Theodore person?" The employee that played the customer asked.
"Our little brother! He's missing. We need to look for him." Simon said, looking very sad.
"Why must you be so sad, my son?" The employee playing employee asked, rubbing the top of Simon's head.
"YOU WON'T LET US LEAVE!!" Simon kicked the employee in the shin.
"OOF!" The employee rubbed his shin. "Don't you want our names?"
"No, our names are just fine. I like my name the way it is." Alvin crossed his arms and looked away.
"Well, my name is Bill." Said the employee who played the customer in the game.
"And my name is Ted." The other employee told them.
"Bill and Ted, huh?" Simon asked.
"Yep." Bill said. "Do you want more fries?"
"NOOO!" Alvin moaned, hugging his stomach. "I can't eat anymore!"
"Here comes the train!" Ted said, putting the fry up to Alvin's mouth. "Choo, choo!"
"He said he didn't want anymore fries!" Simon growled.
"He's hungry!" Bill argued. "See?"
Simon sighed. "Why won't you let us leave?" He asked. "We just want to leave."
"You are the only customers to come by in DAYS!" Ted informed them. "If you leave, we won't have anymore!"
"Well giving us free food won't help." Alvin rolled his eyes. "You're just making the other employees work for nothing."
"What?!" The other employees stomped to where Bill, Ted, Alvin, and Simon stood.
"I've been working for hours!" Screamed a young woman who looked about nineteen. "I thought we were making money from lots of different customers!"
"Candi, it's not what you think!" Bill said. "These are our friends, Alvin and Simon."
"I think you two are giving them free food." Candi glared at Bill and Ted. "Am I right, you two chipmunks?"
"YES!" Alvin and Simon shouted. "They won't let us leave!"
"We're out of cheeseburger buns." A male employee walked into the room with an empty bag of buns.
"Well, our friends are hungry!" Ted shrieked. "How can they eat if we don't have anymore buns?"
"How can we make money if you're giving them free food?" A tall woman about 35 asked. Her nametag said Veronica.
"How can Alvin and I find our brother if you keep us here in McDonalds?" Simon asked.
"I don't know." Bill shook his head.
"Let them go." Said the employee with the empty bag. "Just let them leave, William."
"DON'T CALL ME THAT!" Bill hated it when people called him by his real name.
"We could get sued!" Ted tried to assure Bill. "They'll notice that Alvin and Simon are missing and we'll get in trouble for kidnapping!"
"But we aren't kidnapping!" Bill stomped his foot. "We're feeding them. I'm sure that their parents or legal guardian would feel good about not having to worry about feeding them."
"Bill," Candi rolled her eyes, "the kids aren't even hungry. Leave them be. Let them go find their little brother like I've been hearing them wanting to do for hours."
"But what if we said no?" Bill asked. "I like them as friends. I want them here. They're the only customers we've had in days."
"Wrong. We had a full house yesterday and people had to stand outside for their turns." Veronica reminded him.
"Oh, yeah…" Bill remembered. "Oops. Well, you two best be on your way."
"Finally." Alvin said. "Come on, Simon. Every second counts. We'd better get going."
Simon nodded. He followed Alvin out the door. "Bye, Bill and Ted." He said coldly.
"Bye Alvin, bye Simon!" Bill and Ted waved.
"Now you two, you better find out how we're going to raise four hundred dollars worth of work that we made." Candi turned to Bill and Ted.
"Right on it!" They said, racing to the registers.
Andrew let Theodore out of the pig costume. "I'm going to go to McDonalds, maybe get something to eat." He said. "Have fun while I'm gone." He glared at him.
"Can you get me –" Theodore began, but Andrew quickly interrupted him.
"It's for me." Andrew got in his car.
Andrew drove down to McDonalds and saw Alvin and Simon walking out. He got out and walked over to them. "We meet again, huh?" He grinned. "You hungry? I can buy something for you."
"NNNNNOOOOOOO!" They screamed.
"Sorry… did you just eat?" He questioned.
"A LOT!" Alvin told him. "They kept feeding us!"
"Maybe I'll go to Burger King instead." Andrew walked across the street to Burger King. "See you two later."
"Wait!" Alvin ran up to him. "Where do you live?" Alvin asked suspiciously.
"Why do you want to know that?" Andrew laughed. "You're cute."
"You know where we live." Simon pointed out. "I think it's fair that we know where you live. So where do you live?"
"Maybe I'll show you later." Andrew said. "For right now, how about you… I dunno… I'll take you guys to the park or something."
"We really shouldn't get in a car with someone we don't trust." Alvin narrowed his eyes.
"The park's over there." Andrew pointed to the park a mere thirty yards away. "Why don't you trust me?"
"Because we believe that you kidnapped our little brother." Simon said. "If you kidnapped him, you'd probably kidnap us, too."
"Why would you even think it was me?" Andrew asked.
"Were you ever in a movie?" Alvin inquired, realizing that Andrew seemed to be an excellent actor.
"No, but do you really think I could?" Andrew asked. "I always wanted to be famous."
"A HA!" Simon smiled. "We caught you!"
"What do you mean?" Andrew giggled. "You two are great kids."
"We may be great, but we're great detectives too!" Alvin shouted. "You would probably go to high extents to be famous, so you kidnap our little brother! I'm sure you kidnapped lots of others, too, huh, Andrew? You probably kidnapped billions and billions of other children and forced them to work for you! You probably did that to be famous, huh, Andrew? Don't you? I knew you did it!"
Andrew blinked his eyes. "You really think I would do such a thing, Alvin?" He frowned.
"I know you would do such a thing!" Alvin shouted.
Pedestrians stopped to observe what was happening. Among those people was Dave, out to get something to eat.
"Andrew!" He whispered.
"Alvin, I promise you that I am a good person. Why would you think that I would do such a thing as kidnap an innocent child?" And I thought these people were stupid! He thought.
Dave knew he had to do something. "Andrew!" He shouted angrily. "There you are!"
Andrew turned to Dave's direction. "This isn't good." Andrew whispered to himself.
A/N: Can it be? Is Andrew getting caught? Let's hope so!
If you think maybe I should change my title (I hope if I do it won't cause confusion) please tell me in a review.
Oh, also, there's this forum (that I'm in!!) that Lord Narf made, and I would like people to check it out. Just go to 'Rockin' with the Chipmunks!' and check out the topic 'Theodore/Eleanor Romances, a forgotten subject?' Go check it out and tell me what you think. Do you think I should write one? I'm not forcing you but I would like people to.
I'll update soon!