A/N: I'm back again with another chapter! Thanks for the reviews. Also, I just realized that at the end of chapter 7 the dude with the mustache didn't show up. Oh well.

Disclaimer: No, that's MY toilet plunger! In other words, I don't own Alvin and the Chipmunks and/or related characters. If I owned them I'd be too lazy to do anything but brag about it. But I do own Andrew, all the police who seem to be the only other OCs beside the many in chapter one, everyone you don't recognize, and Frankie, my little toy chicken in a Frankenstein costume that does the chicken dance.

Man, that was a long disclaimer. Anyways, on to the story:

Chapter 13

Andrew gulped. How could he be caught? He had kidnapped hundreds of other children, and he was never caught. But after thirty years of kidnapping, he was finally caught. This can't be happening! He thought. These people are supposed to be stupid!

Dave was turning red as a tomato in rage. There were hundreds of people in the crowd who were walking by and decided to be nosey. Dave didn't really want them there, but he couldn't do much other than be angry.

Until he ran to Andrew and punched him right in the mouth.

"OWWY!" He shouted, holding his jaw. "How dare you hit an innocent man?"

"I doubt I just did." Dave said softly under his breath, wondering what to do next to the evil man before him.

Police swarm around the two adults, pushing Alvin and Simon out of the way for their own safety in case things got ugly.

Dave tackled Andrew, knocking him to the ground. Andrew's head hit the sidewalk hard, but not hard enough to do much harm. Andrew stood up and knocked Dave over, causing him to fall on the cement sidewalk.

Police grabbed Andrew and put handcuffs on him. "You have the right to remain silent, blah, blah, blah…" one said, leading him to the patrol car.

"I didn't do anything!" Andrew yelled, kicking his legs.

The policemen just ignored him and pushed him in the car. They closed the door and drove back to the police station.

Two other policemen raced to Dave and helped him up. "Are you okay, Mr. Seville?" One asked, and brushed off Dave's shirt.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Dave looked around. "Is he going to jail now?"

"First we need to find the kid, wherever he may be." The other told him, then went on and on about court stuff, jail, and everything like that.

Dave recognized that person immediately.

"Pablo?" He asked, looking at the policeman on his right, in an annoyed tone.

"No, I'm Pablo's cousin, Pedro." Pedro said.

Dave sighed. "Where is Pablo?" He asked Pedro. "Is he still mad at me? Does he really hate me?"

"He's at the police station. He's not that mad at you. He won't shut up about you, though. Dave Seville this, Dave Seville that, blah, blah, blah." Pedro shook his head.

Dave shook his head too. "I wonder where my son is." He wondered aloud. "Do you know where Andrew lives?"

"Yes, he lives on 555 Blobbleblubblebleebleblah Boulevard." Pedro replied.

"Try saying that ten times fast." The other policeman, Frank, laughed.

"Are you police going to search his house?" Dave asked hopefully. "Do you think Theodore might be there? I sure hope so. I wonder where he might be."

"He might be in Andrew's house on 555 Blobbleblubblebleebleblah Boulevard." Pedro pointed out. "555 Blobbleblubblebleebleblah Boulevard is where we're going to search first. Yep, sweet old 555 Blobbleblubblebleebleblah Boulevard."

"WE GET IT!" Dave and Frank shouted in Pedro's face, both very annoyed.

"Okay, okay, jeez, don't need to throw a tantrum." Pedro put his hands up in defense.

At the police station, Andrew was taking another lie detector test, with a brand new lie detector, as requested for the police force by Eugene and Wesley.

"What color is my underwear?" Wesley tested out.

"I don't want to know." Andrew shook his head. "I don't care what color your underwear is."

"He didn't lie!" Eugene called to Wesley.

"Obviously." Ryan shook his head.

"Now for the real questions." Wesley told him, pacing in front of Andrew while scratching his chin. "Did you kidnap the boy known as Theodore Seville?"

"No." Andrew stated plainly, glaring at Wesley.

Then loud beeps went off, and Wesley, Ryan, and Eugene covered their ears.

"HE LIED! HE LIED! HE LIED!" Eugene screamed. "HE LIED AND THE NEW MACHINE CAUGHT IT!"

"Don't state the obvious anymore, Eugene. It's annoying." Ryan shouted over the loud beeps.

"So you DID kidnap the boy known as Theodore Seville!" Wesley shouted in Andrew's face. "You sick man! How dare you kidnap ANYBODY?!"

"Are you sure this lie detector isn't broken?" Andrew questioned, staring at the different policemen, sweat pouring down his face.

"We just got it this morning!" Eugene informed him. "We tested it and everything! It's perfectly fine!"

"But as for you, you sick, twisted meany, you're going to court!" Wesley shouted. "And the judge is going to kick your butt!"

Andrew gulped. "But you guys have no proof! All you have a piece of junk for a lie detector!" He shouted.

"We so have proof!" Wesley pointed his finger at him.

"And don't call our brand new lie detector junk!" Eugene screamed angrily. "What did the lie detector ever do to you?"

Andrew sighed. "Blow my cover." He muttered sadly.

Pedro, Frank, Dave, Alvin, and Simon raced to 555 Blobbleblubblebleebleblah Boulevard. They saw a house obviously, but other than that they saw an old house. It wasn't new to Alvin and Simon, for they had seen it when they first encountered Andrew after Theodore had been kidnapped, so they weren't as surprised as Pedro, Frank, and Dave. They were surprised because it was an old, good-looking house.

Pedro led the way in. The inside wasn't as nice as the outside. It wasn't as bad as it had been though, before Andrew kidnapped Theodore and kept him as a slave.

"Theodore, are you in here?" Dave called, looking around the house.

"Dave?" Dave and the others heard Theodore's voice, and then tiny footsteps from the bathroom.

"THEODORE!" Alvin, Simon, and Dave said when they saw Theodore for the first time in days. Dave ran in for a big hug, burying his face in Theodore's hair.

"Aww, how cute is that?" Pedro asked Frank. "Isn't that the cutest?"

"Yes it is." Frank smiled.

Alvin and Simon joined the hug, and Pedro realized he had a camera and took a picture.

"Did you just use that camera?" Frank asked.

"Yeah. We wouldn't want to miss the perfect opportunity." Pedro replied.

"That's not your camera." Frank glared at him.

"It's not? Is this your camera?" Pedro asked, handing Frank the camera.

"No." Frank told him, continuing to glare.

"Then whose camera is it?" Pedro inquired.

"The police station's." Frank shook his head. "It's for evidence, Pedro. Not to take cute little pictures of happy time hugs."

Pedro's face fell. Then he grinned again. "Happy time hugs! That sounds cool. Happy time hugs, happy time hugs, happy time hugs!" He sang.

"You might not be Pablo," Dave said to Pedro and rolled his eyes, "but you sure do act like him."

"No I don't!" Pedro argued.

"Come on, guys. We found the kid. He's in bad shape too." Frank pointed to Theodore.

"Look at the poor thing!" Pedro said. "It's got a huge bloodstain on its shirt and bruises all over! It doesn't look like it's had a bath in… in… DAYS!"

"He's not an it." Alvin told him, still hugging Theodore. "He's a he."

"Don't call him it." Simon glared at Pedro.

"I'm sorry." Pedro grinned. "Well, now we don't have to worry about it. HAPPY TIME GROUP HUG!"

Frank, Pedro, Alvin, Simon, Theodore, and Dave joined in a big huge hug.

"We knew you kidnapped the poor thing!" Wesley shouted angrily.

"Yes we did!" Eugene yelled. "And you cover it up! I knew there was really no Dr. Oinks!"

"Me too!" Bob said.

"Where'd you come from?" Ryan asked. "I thought you had a doctor's appointment about the pimple under your fingernail."

"They said it was just a pencil." Bob replied. "I came back through the whole in the ceiling."

"How can you confuse a pencil with a pimple?" Eugene asked. "Even I'm not that knocked up in the head."

"That was terribly disturbing." Bob shook his head. "Knocked up in the head? Ew."

"What's so icky about that?" Eugene inquired.

"You wouldn't understand." Wesley grinned, putting his hand on Eugene's shoulder.

Ryan shook his head. "Anyway, I wonder what Dave's gonna say when we tell him that Andrew did really kidnap Theodore." He wondered.

"Maybe he'll comment on our new lie detector!" Eugene grinned. "He'll be happy about it."

"We got a new lie detector?" Bob asked. "I didn't even realize it."

"Does anyone remember I'm here?" Andrew tried to get their attention.

"Yeah, we got a new one because the old lie detector was a piece of junk." Wesley said. "And it's the best thing in the world!"

"It's not even the newest version." Ryan groaned. "It dates back to 2002. It's just new because nobody else used it."

"Why can't we afford all the new stuff?" Eugene asked with woe.

"We can! It's just that those idiots are so greedy they don't wanna buy anything." Wesley complained. "Stupid dimwits."

"Don't call them dimwits! We can get fired." Bob warned him.

"AHEM!" Andrew shouted.

"What is it, big fat meany?" Bob asked.

"Everybody's so into that lie detector that they aren't paying attention to me!" Andrew replied.

"Yeesh, he's so self-centered!" Wesley rolled his eyes.

Eugene coughed and muttered, "Alvin!"

"Don't you dare diss Alvin!" Wesley barked at Eugene. "I'm his biggest fan!"

"The truth hurts, don't it Wesley?" Eugene laughed maniacally.

"You guys are scaring me." Andrew looked at them with horrified expressions.

"You're not the only one!" Bob and Ryan raced behind the chair Andrew was sitting in.

Wesley and Eugene got into a huge fight about whether Alvin was self-centered or not.

"You two are dweebs." Bob stated but went unheard because Wesley and Eugene were fighting too loud.

"Alvin is so not self-centered!" Wesley shouted. "He is so selfless and kind that I don't know why you even brought this up!"

"Oh really?!" Eugene growled. "I didn't even want this fight! That's why I coughed, or else I would've said, 'Just like Alvin!' or something!" Eugene shoved Wesley onto the floor.

"I'm his biggest fan and I'd never diss him!" Wesley shoved Eugene.

"Can you guys just drop it?" Ryan shouted. "Who cares if someone was self-centered or not? It's definitely not something to fight about."

"Yeah. You two are best friends! I don't even remember the last time you two fought." Bob waved his finger in a no-no manner.

"I do." Ryan shuddered at the thought. "They fought about whether Barney the Purple Dinosaur was a girl or boy."

"GIRL!" Wesley shouted.

"No, Barney is obviously a boy!" Eugene shouted. "I am Barney's biggest fan so I ought to know!"

Ryan sighed. "I just had to bring this up." He hit himself in the head. "Stupid me."

"So I go unnoticed. I feel so hated." Andrew shook his head sadly.

Eugene grinned. "You are so hated! I have just the punishment for you." He said.

Wesley walked over to Eugene. "What's the punishment, Eugene?"

Eugene whispered into his ear the punishment he had.

"Oh, God, that is the worst punishment EVER!" Wesley looked angry.

"Wait, there's more!" Eugene whispered more of his punishment in Wesley's ear.

"I'd never live that." Wesley shook his head. "You are one twisted freak, Eugene."

"What?" Ryan asked.

"Gather around, Ryan, Bob, Wesley… I'll tell you his whole punishment!" Eugene grinned and told his evil punishment to his friends.

"Man, you are mean!" Ryan said when he was finished.

"I couldn't ever imagine that." Bob shook his head.

"It's fitting though, very fitting." Eugene said. "A man like Andrew deserves that kind of punishment. I'd love to see the look on his face when that happens."

"What are you freaks gonna do to me?" Andrew asked, and suddenly all the kindness they had witnessed before was gone. He was calling them freaks!

"You'll see." Wesley grinned. "You deserve this."

"It's a fate worse than death." Bob added.

"Oh, nothing's worse than death." Andrew shook his head.

"You'll see." Ryan said. "No one can stand that guy."

"Who?" Andrew glared at them.

"You'll see." Eugene laughed.

A/N: I wonder just what Andrew's punishment will be. Cruel, I hope! There will be maybe one or two more chapters left. This was supposed to be the last chapter but I thought it'd get too long and I'd get too tired.

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