As you have probably guessed if you read mizzy-snoezy stuff at all. This is not just a random story about a random chipmunk. Its the story of the chipmunks father, Anthony.

"What do you mean I can't bring it on the plane!" Anthony yelled at the security guard.

"Sir, we don't permit weapons such as this on the plane," the security guard said holding onto Anthony's combat knife.

"Well, I know if I put it in the normal luggage, you fuckin' idiots will loose the god damn thing!" Anthony yelled in frustration at the security guard.

"You need to lower your voice, sir," the guard said trying to sound came, but Anthony had taken off his sunglasses and was trying to use his newly acquired so light blue eyes that they were slightly luminescent on the guard who had backed himself into a corner in terror.

"Fine, put it with the other luggage, but if it gets lost, you're the one I'm comin' after," Anthony said as he put his sunglasses back on.

"W-will do, sir," the guard said sliding down the wall to a sit before letting out a sigh of relief.

Anthony turned and headed down the walkway to find his gate. "Gate 8, gate 8, gate, ah, there it is." Anthony turned to the women standing outside the doorway to the plane and gave her his ticket.

"Have a nice flight," She said in a chipper voice.

Yeah right, Anthony thought as he headed into the plane. His head turned up and looked at the numbers above the seats looking for his seat as he dodged feet and the occasional falling luggage.

"About friggin' time," Anthony said as he hopped onto his seat. "They put me far enough back in this damn thing?"

"No kidding," said a female voice beside him.

Anthony turned and saw another chipmunk sitting in the seat next to him. She had long brown hair, green eyes, was wearing glasses, and a short blue dress.

"Oh sorry, didn't see you there," Anthony said to the female chipmunk a little startled.

"Of course you didn't, I'm a talking chipmunk," she said taking off her glasses revealing her green eyes even more and looked up expecting to see someone. Her eyes followed the seat down to the point where Anthony was standing on the seat next to her.

"Yeah, I can see that. As you can probably tell, I'm one, too," Anthony said pointing his thumbs at himself.

"Oh sorry," she said blushing.

"The name's Anthony," Anthony said extending his paw.

"Um… Vinny," the other chipmunk said nervously as she took Anthony's paw in her own while she brushed her brown hair over her ear as she smiled nervously. "I've never really met another…" Vinny started but couldn't finish.

"Another talking chipmunk?" Anthony said in attempt to finish the rest of her sentence.

"Yeah, no… well not one so…" Vinny started again but like last time couldn't finish her sentence.

"Scarred?" Anthony said trying to finish her sentence again.

"Yeah, how did you get them all?" Vinny asked looking at the scars on Anthony's arms, but mostly being drawn towards the one on his face.

"It's a long… really long story," Anthony said looking at her eyes through his sunglasses.

"Well, it's a long flight," Vinny said trying to peer through his glasses in attempt to see his eyes.

"Well, if you insist." Anthony said then began to smile. "One condition though."

"What?" Vinny asked looking at Anthony's smile.

"You have to agree to go on a date with me," Anthony said as his smile started to grow bigger.

Vinny looked down smiled then looked back up at him. "I think I could live with that," Vinny said smiling at Anthony.

They both sat down as the plane took off. Anthony started telling Vinny about the day his father died, his time in the Recovery Force, which he knew was completely illegal to tell her, and how his brother died, but he left out the part about Tim sending him back from the dead and his eye color. Just as Anthony finished the captain came over the intercom.

"Hello, this is your captain speaking. We are on our final approach into California and am now turning on the fasten seatbelts as we begin our descent. We hope you enjoyed your flight and thank you for flying Oceanic." (Yes, I know, but lost is AWESOME.)

"So what are you doing in California, Anthony?" Vinny asked who just got done fastening her seat belt over her chest.

"I'm here to see an old friend, you?" Anthony replied as he finished putting his seatbelt on.

"I'm here to see my father. So… where are we going for our 'date'?" Vinny asked Anthony who was thinking about it.

"Well… I know this great Italian place we could go." Anthony recommended as the plane touched the ground.

"Sure, I guess that'll work." Vinny said in agreement.

"So where do you live so I can pick you up?" Anthony asked.

"How 'bout I just give you the number of the place I'm staying at and you can call before picking me up." Vinny said writing down the phone number and giving it to Anthony. Anthony took the piece of paper and while putting on his jacket slipped the number in his pocket without looking at it. "What, you don't even check to see to make sure I gave you an actual number, not just a six-digit number that I randomly made up?" Vinny asked.

"Why would you do that? That and I trust you. Its like were supposed to be together," Anthony said as the plane pulled up to the gate.

"Wow, that was extremely corny, Anthony," Vinny said smiling at Anthony as they both took their seatbelts off and got up.

"Yeah probably, but what if I meant it?" Anthony hopped of his seat and left the plane before she could answer. "Catch you around, Vinny."

Anthony stood by the luggage area and was waiting for his bag to come out. He had been standing there for quite awhile when he saw Vinny leave and get into a cab and take off down the street.

"Fuckin' bastard probably didn't even put my luggage on the plane," Anthony said to himself as he ran out the door and manage to get a cab to pull over for him. He got in and gave the cab driver a piece of paper with an address close to where Logan lived. "Get me as close as you can."

"You got it," the cab driver said as he pulled into traffic.

About fifteen minutes went by and Anthony got out of the cab and headed into the forest. After awhile, Anthony came upon a clearing and in the center of the clearing stood a tall oak tree with a door in the face of the tree. Anthony smiled and ran up to the door, but before he got there he ran into something or someone. Anthony got up rubbing his head and grabbed his sunglasses off the ground and put them back on.

"What the fuck!" Screamed a chipmunk as she got up and spun around with a furious look on her face, it was Vinny. "What the hell? Anthony, did you follow me here!"

"No, this is where my friend lives," Anthony said trying to explain.

"Ha, ha, ha, Anthony. I'm so not your friend right now!" Vinny yelled at him rolling her eyes.

"No, this is where my friend, Logan, lives," Anthony said. Then his eye's got wide and he looked at Vinny. "You're Logan's daughter!"

The door to the front of the oak tree opened and Logan stepped out.

"What's this about?" Logan asked the two of them. "Vinny get in the house, please." Vinny went into the house and slammed the door behind her.

"And who the… Anthony, is that you?" Logan asked.

"Quite the little girl you got there, Logan," Anthony said smiling at Logan who began to laugh at Anthony snide remark.

"Come in, Anthony. I insist." Logan said opening the door.

"Thanks for the help again, Logan," Anthony said as he entered the oak tree and Logan closed the door. "But, I think I'm going to keep my distance from your daughter for awhile."

"Good idea," Logan said laughing.