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Simon woke up the next morning feeling tired, luckily it was Saturday so there wasn't any school, but still, the nightmare was worrying him.

He sat up in his bed and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes, before he reached for his jet-black glasses and rested them on the bridge of his nose and his ears.

He then felt a sharp sting come from his arm; he looked down his furry arm and noticed he had cut himself right where the scar from his father's claw was. He sighed, just brilliant. His brothers weren't very observant and so far they hadn't noticed the long scar that covered his arm and he was grateful for that, because he knew he would be lost for words if anybody ever did notice.

He looked at the row of bunks where the Chipettes usually sleep and saw all the beds were empty, and quite scruffy from someone sleeping in them. He then looked at the beds underneath and on top him where Theodore and Alvin slept and their beds was in pretty much the same state as the others.

Simon sighed; he hobbled out of his bed and slid down the ladder, before landing onto the wooden floor. He then began walking out of his bedroom and into the kitchen where his brothers, Dave, and the Chipettes were all busily eating breakfast.

To say his entrance was noticed is kinda an understatement, the second Simon took his seat at the dinner table, every one of the chipmunks pushed their bowls to the side and looked at him with expectant faces.

"What?" he asked, he knew what they were expecting and if that was what he dreamt last night then they were going to be sadly disappointed.

"You know what!" Alvin said, not breaking the stare from his brother.

"I am not telling you what I dreamt last night if that's what you mean!" Simon responded bitterly, staring at the plate of toaster waffles that Dave had just placed before him.

"Why not?" asked Brittany, who has become extremely nosy lately.

Simon was about to respond when Jeanette piped in, "Guys, it's obvious he doesn't want to talk about it, so let's just leave it for now." Jeanette suggested, though the other chipmunks were against it, they bit their lips and returned to their toaster waffles.

Simon gave a small smile to his crush, since the whole chip-wreaked thing the pair's relationship hadn't developed further, but he still had a crush on the purple-clad chipette. "Thanks," he grinned, relieved.

Jeanette smiled back before returning to her toaster waffles.

X-X-X

After breakfast, the chipmunks all settled onto the living room chairs, the chipmunks on one chair, the chipettes on the other and watched Meerkat Manor.

This episode was all about how they had to watch out for one another, and that they couldn't keep things from one another, as it was vital for their survival.

As the episode finished, Alvin turned to face Simon with devious eyes, "Umm Si, you know when it said during the episode that they had to share things with one another, or they will die…" Alvin began.

Simon nodded, confused as to what the red-clad chipmunk was referencing too. "Well you could share you dream! And that may, make you feel better!"

Simon frowned, "When the commentator said 'sharing thing for their survival' he was talking about food and H2O, not dreams!"

Alvin huffed, "Why won't you just tell us! It couldn't have been that bad could it?" he yelled, angry at his brother's stubbornness.

Simon was about to reply when Ian entered the room with a large grin on his face, "Hayy guys big news!" he exclaimed, wearing his usual squared glasses and a black suit with a dark blue tie with lighter blue stripes.

Since the whole getting-stuck-on-an-island thing, Ian has once again become their manager, well… second manager, but Simon still wasn't entirely sure if he should trust him. The others already have, including Dave, but nothing could erase his impression of the money-crazed psycho

"What is it Ian?" asked Dave, who had entered the room upon hearing Ian's voice.

"Guess who got you guys a gig at Madison Square Garden, tonight?"

The chipmunks gasped

"But that's all the way in New York, it would take forever to get there," Simon realised, he had remembered reading in a book, that it took around a day and seventeen hours to get there in a car.

"We're taking a plane," Ian told the smart chipmunk, Simon realised that would be much quicker, taking only 5 hours compared to the massive amount of time it could of taken if they drove.

"Quick go pack, were leaving here in an hour to get there to New York in time." Urged Ian

As if on que, everyone scampered off to pack their clothes for the night, Brittany, being Brittany, seriously over packed, and took two suitcases while the others only brought a small duffel bag.

They boarded the plane in the nick of time and as the plane went into the air, Simon stared out the window, looking at the black clouds, he looked over to Jeanette who had decided to sit next to him, before he drifted back into a nightmare

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I know this chapter is kinda boring but next chapter will be very dramatic (grabs piano) dun dun duuuunnnn

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