When they had all came home, they had found that Chip had been missing for a week. They couldn't imagine how much trouble he was in until they saw Mole wandering around trying to find them so he could deliver a tape. Monterey had nearly shaken the poor creature to death to find out what was on the tape. Mole barely managed to escape from the angry mouse as Gadget put the tape onto their screen in their base. She called Monterey up while Dale watched the screen intently, as though his life depended on it.
The remaining Rescue Rangers were stunned as they looked at a video of Chip being beaten by Fat Cat's gang. Dale's eyes widened as he saw his best friend bleeding and bruised. His jacket was shredded and his hat was nowhere in sight, probably being used as a trophy by Fat Cat. "Let this be a lesson to you all. Never mess with Fat Cat, unless you wish to feel my wrath." The tape cut off so suddenly that they could barely believe it.
Everyone but Dale was panicking. Dale was just sitting there, stunned, staring at the screen. "Chip…" Dale closed his eyes and for probably the first time in years, he started to think seriously.
Monterey grabbed a bag full of rope and other objects for any kind of rescue he could think of. "Let's go get 'em, gang! We'll make 'em pay for what they did to our li'l Chipper!"
"Monty, we can't go without a plan though! We could all end up captured and then there'd be no one to save him." Gadget pulled on the large mouse's tail to try and stop him from doing something rash. Zipper was trying to push him back from the front, but the little fly wasn't doing much help with that.
When Dale opened his eyes, there was a dangerous glare in them. Something in him had awakened from his youth. He had almost lost Chip over a million times because of all these crazy things that happened in their lives, but now he was in a situation where Chip wasn't just going to pull a miracle stunt and walk right on in. Chip needed help, and Dale wasn't going to let his best friend down. He looked towards the argument and sighed. He knew what he had to do, but he didn't like it. He had promised himself that he would never do it again, though he had come close many times since joining the Rescue Rangers. Dale would have to use his special skills, which he had forgotten long ago.
Dale looked towards Zipper, Monterey, and Gadget, noticing their arguing wasn't stopping them from going closer to the door. He decided that he needed to stop acting like nutcase Dale and start acting like Danger Dale; the average intelligent, but exceedingly dangerous chipmunk that had scared Chip as a child, or so Dale thought. Dale didn't have a knack for inventing, but he did have a head for being resourceful, which was often dangerous to the young chipmunks. Dale had promised himself that he would never become Danger Dale ever again, which had resulted in him becoming a goofball. After a few years, Chip had forgotten all about Dale being smart, and that was how Dale liked it.
"HEY!" Dale was not going to let him being a goofball for the last few years make him lose his friends. All three stopped and looked at him in astonishment. Dale rarely yelled at them. "Chip's in trouble and we've gotta save him! This is no time for arguing!" Dale ran up to his private room that none of the other Rescue Rangers had access to. He unlocked to door and took a deep breath. "It's to save Chip, just remember that…" He walked in and within five minutes came back out wearing an outfit similar to Chip's signature outfit. The only difference was that he was wearing a matching satchel with it. "It's time for Danger Dale to show his face again." He walked right up to Monterey Jack, who was still arguing with Gadget about going after Chip. "If you two are just going to stand there arguing, I'm going after Chip on my own."
"But Dale!" The two then got a good look at Dale's outfit. He looked just like Chip. The only way to tell them apart was the red nose and the satchel. "Whoa! Where'd ya get that outfit, pally?"
"Forget the outfit, we need to save Chip. Now are you all going to keep arguing or are you going to listen to my plan?" Dale had never looked so serious in his life.
Gadget was too stunned to speak. She had never realized how much alike the two chipmunks really were. Monterey on the other hand was more surprised that Dale had a plan, or even had the gumption to interrupt their argument. He was usually just a childish chipmunk that was taken care of by his friend, Chip. Now that Chip was in trouble, Dale wasn't going to let that stop him. He was going after his pal. "You have a plan, pally?"
"Of course I do! We're going to the casino and while you create a distraction, I rescue Chip. It's not that hard to do! We make distractions there all the time! Look, just have Gadget dress up and do dancing while you start playing piano or something. Zipper, you keep watch and if Fat Cat or the others come anywhere need them, I want you to pull the second switch from the right on the light switches. It will black out the whole place. Gadget, you and Monty will need some night vision goggles so that you can get out of there. Make sure Zipper has some too. I'm going to sneak in and find Chip while you keep Fat Cat and his goons occupied. Any questions?" Before they could ask, he was already off towards the Ranger Plane.