I'm back! As I see, they're some question from the reviews. Here's my answers:

RustyPete12: I thought it was obvious, but it's clearly an CGI version story.

MunkyRob: Well, I admit I hesitated between those two songs. Unfortunately, the dice -yup, I chose the song using a dice!- chose Undeniable.

You were waiting for it, and here's the next part! Enjoy!

As I thought, I quickly became a brother for them. They even gave me a title, 'The calmest one'. I tried to protest, saying that I was calm because of my injury, but they only answered me with a general laugh. Even if I cringed, I quickly joined up their laugh and accepted the title.

Two days after I recovered from the injury, Dave drove me to the hotel to grab my remaining, over-sized stuff. Maybe one day I'll be able to use them as nothing happened, I thought, looking at Dave while he was putting my baggage in the trunk of the car. I was divided in two: one part of me wanted to stay as a chipmunk, the other one wanted to be human again. The fact I didn't want to meet again with Mark blocked me to think about a human life. And as I know, there's no other crazy scientist out there in L.A. Still in my thoughts, I walked from Dave's shoulder to the passenger seat.

I've been already living in the Seville's house for two weeks and nothing special happened. Well, I'm half-lying when I say that, because there's everyday something special at our home. With the help of Simon, I had to destroy more than one time the evil pranks planned by Alvin. His biggest one was putting liquid soap all over the floor. When I felt the soap, a second later I heard Dave shouting his signature yell: 'AAAAALLLLLLLVVVVVIIIIINNNN!'. The funnier was that the floor was still slippy two days later after we tried to clean it. On the other paw, we had a free skating rink. For the chipmunks it was funny, but for Dave it was a perpetual mean to fall.

The next day after this prank, when I was reading the local news on my human-sized phone on my bed, I felt somebody jumping on it. I quickly glanced in his or her direction and I saw Simon.

"Hey, Si! What's up?"

"Nothing special, Luc." He adjusted his glasses and took a long breath. "Well, in fact, I need your help for tonight."

"I'll be glad to help you. So, what's the problem?"

"I think you already know how Alvin may act sometimes, and I'd like that you keep an eye on him."

"That shouldn't be a big deal, but what have you planned?"

"Well, I need some... private time."

"Let me guess, you want to spend this private time with Jeanette, right?" At the moment I pronounced her name, he decomposed himself.

"Wh-What? Who said you that-" I tried to hold my laugh.

"Don't worry, your little secret will never come out of my mouth." Another, creepy thought came to my mind. "I hope that you won't use this time to... I think you know what?" This time, he blushed under his fur.

"Luc, se-seriously? Are you thinking that we'll-"

"Okay, okay, forget about it. I just hope you know what you're doing."

He jumped off my bed and muttered: "I hope that too."

Even if it wasn't my business, I was curious on how Simon will spent this night with Jeanette. And no matter what, I'll have to protect them from Alvin.

The night came quickly, and there was a small tension at the dinner. I knew why, but I continued to eat my toasted waffles, ignoring the glances. When everybody had finish, I saw Simon gently asked Jeanette to follow him to our common room. This is where my job begins.

Fortunately, the first hours were the easiest ones: Alvin watched the television. But I could feel that at any moment he'll try to find something more exciting than those cartoons. And I was right.

I had some hard time to keep my eyes open, but they became shot open when I saw Alvin walking to our occupied common room. By good luck, I had a 'in case of emergency' plan. I called him, saying that I dare him to beat me on a fighting game from my phone. I mentally smiled when I heard he accept it. I dragged my phone from under a pillow and launched the game. I knew some tricks he didn't, and I won four times. But I didn't want him to rage on it, so I managed to lose on the next rounds. This little game lasted long enough until I saw Simon walking off the room with her in his arm. He gave me a thumb up and we both nodded. I finished Alvin on the game in less than 10 seconds, knowing that I had no longer the need of keeping him. As I thought, he gave me a peevish face and went to his bed. Even if I wasn't so tired, I decided to follow him. Common thought or good timing, I saw the others following me.

I snapped my eyes open when I heard the next morning this munky alarm clock ringing. I was about to shut it off, but Jeanette did it when I thought about it.

"May I know why this thing has to awoken us in Saturday?" Brittany said, adjusting her hair. Nobody could give a valid answer until I heard someone puffing under the sheets of his bed. I stood up and unsheathed my claws. "Alvin, I'm glad to announce your imminent death!" I ran on all four to his bed and he abruptly stopped laughing when he saw my enraged face.

"Hey, I didn't know that this prank could upset you so much!" He said, protecting his head with his arms.

"Fine, I won't kill my brother today, but try something like that one more time and you'll see how angry I may become."

The Chipettes had chose to try to sleep again, Theodore walked to the kitchen to find something to eat and Simon followed me. "Just checking what you can do when you're angry." I tried to answer, but the lack of answers only made me sigh. As for Alvin, he was still laying on his bed, apparently planning on something. I took off my light blue pajama shirt and slipped in my signature blue hoodie.

I had to find something to dump my anger, so I went to the main door, checking for mail and newspaper. I sighed when I saw the huge quantity of mails, and I wasn't sure that I could even bring them back home alone. I pulled the stack of mails until I saw a different envelope. It was chipmunk sized and was written on it: For Luc Seville. I know you need some help. I frowned when I read it. Who wants to help me, and moreover, how?

I opened it and my eyes widened when it saw the attached pictures to the letter. It was me, from the brave climbing down from the hotel with a tiny wire to the meeting with the chipmunks. Dammit, I was tracked by someone else at the same time, I thought, while I started reading the letter.

"I hope that those pictures will prove you that I perfectly know you.

Don't ask who am I, but you can call me 'Mr. R.'. I know what Mark has done to you, and I know what he's planning on.

I don't have to tell you that you're in danger. All your family is in danger and you may already know it. I have the power to help you, and even fixing some things. I'll officially contact you when you'll be ready."

When I looked up, I felt that I was watched. I didn't know who, but I could tell it wasn't a human.

Dave, worried that I took more than 10 minutes to fetch the mails, met me at the front door. He saw that I held a small letter and a bunch of pictures. I let him read it, and then he took the remaining letters. "At least, you won't be alone against this mad scientist." He said.

I almost spent a week about looking for this 'Mr. R.'. The fact he gave so much information about him made me unsure about if I should trust him or not. Fine, there's maybe another scientist out there than Mark, but how I may know if this one won't turn me into a lab rat? I tossed all my thoughts out of my brain and decided to trust him, even if I had a little fear against human scientists.

I don't know how it could happen, but when I read again this letter, some additional words were added to it:

"If you want to meet me, walk 100 chipmunks steps from your house. If nobody comes to you, keep walking. One last thing: if you trust me, come alone."

I told them what I was going to do, and I saw they were worried.

"I know, this is risky, but I have no choice. I promise, no matter what will happen, I'll be right back before tomorrow."

"And what will happen if you won't?" Eleanor said.

"You don't have to think about it, I will."

I headed to the front door, after each of them gave me a long hug. I was worried, I couldn't deny it, but I could feel that he might be helpful. I did as wrote on the letter, and on almost the middle of the way, my ears twitched. I heard somebody walking behind me, and I was sure it wasn't a human. I turned around to see him, and I saw a chipmunk with auburn fur, bright blue eyes, wearing a light blue shirt. I spoke first.

"Wait a second, you're Mr-"

"Indeed I am, Luc. My full name is Robert Courtis, but you can call me Rob. Apparently, you're quite surprised to meet me."

"I am, because I thought I'd met a... human." I said, rubbing the back of my head.

"Then, sorry to disappoint you, but chipmunks can also be scientists." He stopped. "Anyway, lets keep walking. I'm sure you'll have a plenty of question to ask me.

"Of course I have. And I'll start with this one: How do you know me?"

"Well, I always keep an eye on this district. I knew about the crazy projects of Mark, but I couldn't see who were his test subjects. And to answer another one of your question, Mark and I were... a long time ago, employees in the same research corporation, the Los Angeles Advanced Research." I gasped. One reason was that I couldn't imagine Mark having a chipmunk as a colleague, but the other one was that he read the question directly from my brain. We stopped under a tree and he gave me a chipmunk sized closed test tube filled with a bluish liquid.

"May I ask what did you give me?" I said, examining the test tube.

"You're holding the most advanced technology I could bring out of the laboratory. This test tube contains exactly 4,2 million of nanobots."

I gasped. I knew some things about the nanobots, but I never thought I'd be able to hold some in my hands, I mean, my paws.

"Anyway, don't worry about it, I won't inject you those nanobots." He said, patting my back.

"But then, how will you help me?"

"You wanted to be a human again, right? I have the technology to make it possible. Of course, it's not on me now, but in my laboratory."

"Should I say that I can't wait?"

"Unfortunately, you'll have to. Meet me at this address tomorrow at 2:00 p.m." He gave me a small paper with a laboratory logo on its back. He was about to leave, but he faced me. "Also, I allow you to bring your new family."

I walked back home with a wide smile on my face. I explained to the others what happened during the meeting and told them about the meeting. I could see they were worried about me, but I trusted my new friend. Happily, it was already 9:00 p.m. And I didn't have to wait to go to sleep.

I'm not a morning guy, but the next day was an exception. I was fully awake 3 hours before the others, and if I could, I think I'd run on the walls. The next life-changing experience will start in less than 5 hours and I was barely standing at one place. I thought again about what will happen and I forgot about a little red clad detail: Alvin. Of course I wanted him to come, but as I know him he'd be able to screw up any advanced machine. He was still laying in his bed and I decided to talk with him about it. I jumped on the higher bed and walked towards its direction. I sighed when I heard a loud snore coming from him. Alvin, the day you'll be awake before 10:00 a.m., toasted waffles will fall from the sky, I thought, shaking his shoulder to wake him up. He groaned and turned his back to me.

"Brittany, I told you to not awake me."

"Too bad for you I'm not Brittany." He snapped his eyes open and looked at me.

"Ow, sorry Luc. So, what do you want from me?"

"We have to talk about when you'll be there, at Rob's laboratory. You know, if you touch anything there, you may screw up something, and maybe, me as well."

"So, this is what are you thinking from me? You think I'm a troublemaker?"

"Well, if you would like to not be a troublemaker, you'll have to change people's mind."

He sighed and crossed his arms.

"Alright, I promise I won't touch anything there, is that enough for you?"

"I think I'll be fine." I jumped out of his bed and I heard his head hitting the pillow. I'm not even sure if he was really awake when he said it. I'll have to keep an eye on him, until I'll get back in my human form.

Dave drove us to the address, and every meters we approached to it, my heartbeat accelerated. When we arrive in front of the stairs of the building my rear paws were barely holding me. Taking the lead of the group, I knocked the door. It slid on my right and I saw Rob, standing on the middle of the entrance, his paws in the pockets of his white lab coat.

"I was expecting you. Come inside." Dave followed us, even if he was shocked that a chipmunk will be the one that will transform me back into a human. A question came to my mind.

"Sorry to ask you, but are you living alone here?"

"Well, I'm living here with my wife and my daughter, but they're on the second floor. I ask them to wait there until I'm done with you."

"You know that it sounds like you're about to... kill me?"

"I'm not planning on that. Anyway, do you want to hear some scientific explanation?" Only Simon and I raised our paw.

"I was sure about it. So, Mark successfully used on you a laser powerful enough to modify your current DNA structure. If a single of your cell is hit by this laser, it'll be quickly destroyed by your system. But if all of your cells are hit with it, the transformation can begin. As it needs a huge quantity of energy from your body to change your bones, your muscles, your organs and so on, the laser 'charges' your cells with physical energy. Fortunately, you were sleeping during the process, or your could scream in pain. Now I have to test something. Give me your left paw."

I did it, and in a blink he used one of his claw to take a blood sample. "Perfect, at least he didn't...completely changed your DNA structure. It means that your human DNA is actually still in your cells, but isolated and powerless. My task is to revert this situation."

"Wait a second, that means I'll still have some chipmunk DN-"

"That's right, but it's the best I can do. Trying to destroy your chipmunk DNA may... kill you."

"Then, even if I'm quite scared, I allow you to do it."

"Perfect." He looked at the others. "I'll ask you to go to the room on your left, while I'll set Luc up on the room on your right. And I ask you to not touch anything under any condition." He said the last part of his sentence looking straight in Alvin's eyes. He nodded silently and followed the others.

Meanwhile, I followed Rob to a huge testing room, where a spot was lighting a steel table.

"Sorry if it looks a bit scary, but I can promise you it works. Take off your hoodie and lay down on the table. In a couple of minutes you'll be back in your 'normal' body."

"And if it... fails?"

"Then, I was glad to meet you." I gave him a scared face. "Okay, I was joking. Really, none of my experiments has failed."

I laid down on the cold table, staring at the laser cannon pointed at me. I heard the door closing itself and I heard Rob's voice in the speakers.

"Alright, everything is set. I'll just ask you to not move during the process." I let out a long breath and closed my eyes. Meantime, I heard the generators powering up, quickly loading the cannon. My heartbeat went wild and I was counting every last seconds in this furry body. When I thought the laser was about to hit me, I heard a voice shouting in the speaker.

"ALVIN! DON'T PUSH THAT RED BUTTON!"

I snapped open my eyes, and a huge flash of light hit me. I felt the same sensation as the first time with Mark, but this time it was three times stronger. I tried to scream, but no voice came out of my mouth. And then, I felt the black-out.

So, here it is! What could happen? What did Alvin do?

Also, many thanks to MunkyRob for his contribution in this chapter! Brofist for ya!

Until the next chapter, Lulu308's out!