Hayy guys heres the next chapter and I hope you like it :)

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Simon POV

The performance went really well, there were no upsets during the song (Like when Alvin sent Dave flying across the stage and he ended up in hospital) and the crowd cheered each of our names, causing us all to grin. As the two hour concert finished, we departed from the stage high from the adrenalin rush.

"That was AWESOME!" exclaimed Alvin, drying his furry forehead with a towel, as did I and the others

We all nodded in agreement, but I had other things on my mind, other than the performance. I still felt like I was being watched, and that made me feel uneasy and conscious of myself.

I fiddled with my fingers to try to take my mind away from the holes that I felt in the back of my skull. Jeanette noticed this and laid a comforting hand on my shoulder, causing me to jump. That startled everyone.

"Simon, you okay?" she asked softly. I nodded, but everyone could see right through it.

"Simon quit it with the lies!" barked Alvin, causing everyone to lean away from him, "I want to help you, we all do, so why won't you just tell us what's bothering you!"

I just ignored him. I was about to walk away when Alvin pulled me back, he stared straight into my eyes, small flames showing in his pupils. He was angry at me no doubt about it, but he could never talk to me again for all I care, I was not saying anything.

"Hayy…um…guys why don't you go get some ice-cream, we will be here a while!"" Dave suggested, noticing the awkwardness of the situation. Theodore and Eleanor didn't need to be told twice, and quickly took the change and rushed to the entrance of the stage, with us in tow.

X-X-X

The ice-cream shop wasn't far from Madison Square Gardens, around a ten minute walk, but you had to go through a dark forest path to get there, much to the worry of Theodore.

"Don't worry," I said softly, giving him a smile and rubbed the top of his head, "We are here to help you,"

"Same as we are to you Simon!" Alvin replied bitterly, still annoyed I wasn't going to tell him what was worrying me.

I glared at him, "I am NOT going to say what my dream is about Alvin, so there is no point in trying!" I spat back as we got deeper into the gloomy forest.

"Well I am not going to drop it -"Alvin was about to give me another comeback when a rustle was heard from the bushes, causing Theodore to cower behind me in worry.

"Don't worry Theo, it was proberly just a squirrel-"I began to calm my green-clad, younger bother when a voice I had always dreaded hearing responded.

"In your dreams little ardilla!" the voice said, it was clearly a Spanish accent.

That's when three figures emerged from the bushes, each wearing s black hood over their head. Expect for the middle one.

They were all around the same height as me, and were clearly chipmunks. I got that from the middle one.

The middle one had auburn fur that shone in the moonlight, and blue eyes, that were a shockingly deep blue; they were quite close to my eye colour actually.

I had soon that face before, and it was the face I had dreamed of. The face I had dreaded. The face that sadly belonged to a relative, which I had tried so hard too forget.

The chipmunk grinned at my horror, "Ah so you do remember me poco ardilla!"

"How could I forget?" I responded, hoping I sounded braver than I actually felt.

"Simon...who is that?" Theodore asked nerviously, still hiding behind my back.

I didn't brake my line of vision from the chipmunk before me, but I did reply.

"Theodore, Alvin meet Negro, our father!"

OWWWHHHH THIS IS GOING TO BE GOOD (reaches for piano)

Alvin- DON'T!

Me- *sighs* anyway just so you know, Negro means black in Spanish, poco ardilla means little chipmunk and ardilla means chipmunk.

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