The next thing Simon Seville knew, he woke up on a bean bag chair, having absolutely no idea how he got there. His friend Jeanette was by his side seated in a bean bag as well, her eyes slowly opening.

"Where are we?" Jeanette asked Simon innocently, trying to stand herself up.

Simon freed himself from the grip of the chair and stood himself up. He took in the surroundings around him: strobe lights, a soda bar, and some more of what seemed to be a lounge.

"Jeanette," he finally managed to say, "I don't think we're home anymore."

"Well, no shit!" Alvin called out from across the room, still trying to get out of a bean bag chair. "Of course we're not home, genius! Geez, and I thought I was the stupid one in the family."

Brittany laughed. "Give it up, Alvin," she taunted. "Your butt's never getting out of there."

"Then help me get out of here, Brittany!"

"I will if we can leave."

Alvin grew cocky. "Sure, what the hell? I really need to get out of this dump." Despite his attitude when he announced his remark, he did really mean what he had said to his brother.

Just as Brittany and Alvin left the room and headed out the door, Ally and Phelan walked in... and Ally started rushing towards Simon in relief.

"Oh my God!" Ally yelled out. "You're alive! We thought you were a goner!" She hugged Simon as tight as she could, breathing harder than she had been walking in the door.

"Has she been this worried about me since she woke up?" Simon inquired as Ally pulled closer to him.

"Unfortunately," was all Phelan could say.

"Well, isn't that sweet?" came a voice from behind them.

The four chipmunks turned around to see four new chipmunks: all of them were female, and they were all wearing uniforms - club 'bartender' uniforms, to be exact.

(Keep in mind: the Chipmunks, Chipettes and OC's in this story are all fourteen, fifteen and sixteen years old (or minors, in this case), which means whenever it says 'bar' or 'bartender', it means absolutely NO reference to alcohol.)

Julianna, the leader of the group, stepped forward. "You guys must be new," she said. "I'm Julianna, but you can call me Julie. These are my co-workers Andrea, Reagan - or Rain, if you'd like, and Kelly A. We work this place from the time it opens to the time it closes. When you guys want a good time, this is the place to be."

Andrea glanced up at the clock. "Rain, Kelly A, break's over." She walked away from the rest of the crowd only a few feet when she turned around gracefully and asked, "Aren't you coming, Julie?"

"Nah," Julie said nonchalantly. "I'll stay with these guys."

"We thought we heard your voice," came another new face: two new faces, actually.

Julianna smiled. "Well, if it isn't General Light and Commander Dark. What brings you boys out here this early in the morning?"

"Please, Julie," Light insisted. "We came to see who Phelan brought back for the newbies."

"And we're making sure they're not causing any trouble during their time here," Dark added.

There was a sudden hush as Julianna pulled Light and Dark aside, where she thought they were out of Simon's earshot. "You do realize they're going to be here much longer than they know, right?" she whispered. "V's planning a rebellion against Ian using human forces, but the planning could take months, maybe even years before we finally get rid of him and his goonies."

Phelan started to walk towards them as Julie finished. "I heard you wanted to speak to me, gentlemen," he said.

"Oh, of course," Dark replied. "Light, we best be getting out on patrol. We don't want V angry at us for being late... again."

"Right," Light said sarcastically. "Like it wasn't me who couldn't get up for the past three days to go to Morning Patrol."

"That was only yesterday! My alarm clock wasn't working, and I-"

"Would you two cut the crap?" Julie asked bitterly. "Geez, I'm glad you're not patrolling the downtown district."

"Julie's right," Dark concluded. "Maybe we do argue a little too much."

Phelan laughed. "Argue? More like bicker... Come, love." He motioned Ally to come along. "I'll get my co-workers here to hitch us a ride to V's office."

Jeanette decided to join them, and she walked with them out the door, leaving only Simon and Julie left.

"Good, they're gone," Julianna stated, relieved. "I need to tell you some stuff about this place... You better sit down 'cause it's gonna take a while for me to explain this to you."

Simon just looked at Julie quizzically. "Um... okay."

"You want anything to drink while I'm up?"

"No thanks, I'm good."

Julie put her index finger flirtatiously under Simon's chin. "Are you sure? I make a mean neapolitan milkshake..."

Simon knew her voice was tempting to hear, but he resisted it - at least the flirting, anyway. "Sure, why not?" He laughed. "Just know that being a flirt won't get you anywhere with me."

A comical grin came to Julie's face. "I'll keep that in mind."

He watched as Julie walked away to get him a shake.

Minutes later, Julie returned with two milkshakes. "I was getting pretty thirsty, so I made two." She grabbed one and placed it in front of Simon on the table and smiled. "This one's yours."

"Thanks," came Simon's reply. He immediately took a sip of the shake placed in front of him, and a look of surprise suddenly came to his once serious face. "Damn, this is delicious."

"I told you!" Julie's face grew serious after the comment she had just made. "Now, the reason I wanted to get you alone is... I know you probably have no idea how you got here, and I wanted to explain that."

Simon suddenly became confused. "I got here because I drank a bottle of a sleeping/teleportation potion. What's not to get?"

Julie was stunned. "How did you know?"

"I've used the chemical on pranks on my brother before. It's an easy chemical to obtain."

She playfully cocked an eyebrow. "Well, do you know how to get to your dorm, smartass?"

There was an awkward silence before Simon answered by saying, "Well... no."

Julie smiled. "I thought so." She glanced at her watch and gasped.

"Is something wrong?" Simon asked out of concern.

"We need to get everyone out of here! I'm supposed to close the place right now so everyone can get their school uniforms!"

"Oh... well, considering we're the only two people left, I'd say someone beat you to it."

Julie gazed around the room. "I guess you're right. Let's blow this dump." She walked over to the employee entrance, Simon following. In the back parking lot was a silver Toyota Corolla - Julie's, to be exact.

"You drive this thing?" Simon asked, slightly confused.

She smiled. "Yep, sure do." Opening the door, she sat in the driver's seat. She turned to see Simon still standing outside the car. "What the hell are you waiting for? Get in, dude!"

The front passenger side door opened, and Simon slid his way onto the seat. "Let's go."