"Guys, I cannot take it anymore. I have to go back to the bus and search for food."

"Simon, we really need to stick together. If you're going, then so am I."

"Fine. Let's hurry up and get back. Theodore, are you coming along?"

"Nnnoooo…. Tooo cooolllldddd…." Theodore shivered.

"I know. I'm cold too. You try and get sticks for the fire and get yourself warm. Alvin and I will be right back."

Theodore watched as his brothers scampered through the snow and out of sight. He stood up and stuck a few more sticks into the fire in order to keep it going. He sat as close as he dared to the fire without burning himself, waiting for his brothers to reappear.

"This sucks big…. I don't like it. I should be singing with my brothers on stage right now but no. I'm stuck in the cold and snow."

Theodore rocked back and forth, trying to warm himself further.

"Guys? Is that you?" Theodore stood up as he heard a noise in the distance.

"Alvin? Simon?"

He could see his brothers in the distance, heading toward him. Simon was dragging the small radio behind him, while Alvin was carrying an apple. Defeated, Alvin sat the apple next to Theodore and started to weep.

"This is all we could find. Everything else was destroyed. Simon has been trying to get the radio to work for the past ten minutes."

"Damn! Come on, you stupid thing! Work!"

"Simon, you don't have to swear at it." Theodore encouraged. "I'm sure you'll get it sooner or later."

Simon hit the side of the radio and listened for any sound to come in. He could hear a faint signal and decided to turn it up for his brothers to hear.

Day two of the search for the three chipmunks known as Alvin, Simon and Theodore. Caretaker David Seville has encouraged anyone knowing the whereabouts of the chipmunks to come forward. Any information leading to their rescue will be rewarded.

"Dave's looking for us, guys!"

"Of course he is. He loves us. Now what are we gonna do with that apple?"

"This won't last us forever, guys. We should figure out how to split this up."

"We should each take turns getting a mouthful until it is gone. Sound good?"

"Okay. Theodore, you first."

Theodore shivered as he took a bite from the apple and watched as Simon did the same, and then Alvin. The trio traded on and off until the entire apple was gone. Now full, Theodore sat back down next to the fire and hugged Simon. When Theodore let go, he noticed that the radio was making more noise.

…and more snow to come today as we can expect to see six more inches of the white stuff by nightfall.

"Great! That's all we need. We're freezing our butts off already. Dave! Please help us. Dave!" Alvin shouted.

"Alvin, yelling is only going to waste energy. We should concentrate on keeping warm until help arrives."

"When, Simon? Huh? When is help coming? In another day or two we'll starve or freeze to death!"

"Maybe. I'm sure help is coming as we speak. Theodore? Is something wrong?"

Simon noticed that Theodore was shaking horribly from the cold. Simon quickly scooted him closer to the fire and held him tight.

"Alvin! Help me, please. Hold onto him tight. Our body heat should warm him up."

"Ggg….guys? My… my lips are… are blue…"

Simon placed his head right next to Theodore's while Alvin held onto his back.

"Where…. What are we doing?" Theodore asked.

"Oh my… Alvin, he needs all the heat he can get."

Without hesitation, Simon removed his shirt and placed it on his brother.

"Simon… you… you'll freeze now."

"As long as you're warm, I don't care."

Theodore closed his eyes and leaned back, passing out seconds later. Concerned, Simon started work on yet another fire to try and warm his brother while Alvin continued holding onto Theodore. Several tense minutes passed before Simon could get a spark from the sticks.

"Come on, baby… Almost there."

"Better hurry, Simon. He's not looking good."

Working furiously, Simon had another spark followed by the start of a fire. Simon positioned Theodore's head by one fire, and his feet by another. He anxiously waited for him to come to, but was getting silence in response. On the edge of crying, Simon grabbed his brother's hand and kissed it.

"Come on, Theo. We need you to pull through. I need you…"

"Alvin, you go back up to the tree and get a soft bed made for Theo. He deserves it."

Alvin agreed and headed back up the tree. Simon remained still, staring at his brother. Simon could tell he was starting to get really cold as well, but he did not care.

"Theo? Come on…. Wake up!"

Simon held his head next to his brother's chest and listened for a pulse. He could hear a faint pulse, along with short breaths.

"Simon, all set."

"Good. Help me get him up there."

"Why can't we keep him down here until he wakes up?"

"All right. I suppose he does need the heat."

Simon again laid down and held his brother tight. Desperate to warm his brother, Simon wrapped his legs around Theodore and lifted his head on top of his own. Theodore's breathing increased slightly causing Simon to smile.

Alvin sat next to the fire and started to warm himself.

"Simon?"

"Yes, Alvin?"

"Is Theo… you know. Going to make it?"

"At this point, it's hard to tell. We need to keep him warm if we have any hope of saving him. Hypothermia is serious business. I just hope we don't get it too."

Simon heard Theodore cough, startling him slightly. He looked and saw him open his eyes only to close them again.

"Ow…" Theodore managed to utter before passing out again.

Simon became even more concerned as he felt his brother's breathing begin to slow down. Scared, Simon jumped up and placed his lips onto Theodore's and blew.

"Come on… I'm not letting you go, Theodore."

"Alvin, help me get him up that tree and quick! I can do more work out of the snow."

Alvin grabbed onto his brother and lifted him up. He would look down every few seconds to see how Simon was doing, only to turn away and continue climbing again. Once inside the hole in the tree, Simon urged Alvin to remove his shirt and place it on Theodore, which he quickly obliged.

"What is this going to do?"

"I'm desperate, okay?" Simon yelled, with his eyes full of tears. "My brother is dying Alvin and I'm going to do everything to try and save him!"

Simon once gain placed his lips onto Theodore and blew. Noticing that he was getting nowhere, Simon collapsed next to Theodore and cried into his shirt. He reached up to try and feel a pulse.

"Alvin! Do you feel anything?"

Alvin reached his hand down to Theodore's neck, and then withdrew it, shaking his head.

"No."