Cammy and the Chipmunks were on the road driving around in a fanart universe.

"So, how did you wind driving around in this hotrod Cam?" asked Alvin.

"A former partner from Delta Red sold it to me," replied Cammy, "Didn't say what happened to the original owner. Figured he's long passed!"

"Oh really!?" said Simon.

"Anyways, we need to make a quick detour here," said Cammy, "we'll be in and out faster than you can say Bison stinks!"

While Cammy and the boys made a detour, at HQ, trouble was stirring up.

"WHERE ON EARTH ARE YAKKO AND WAKKO?!" shouted Daxter.

"Yeah, I haven't seen them in a while!" said Mickey.

"As if you would even care!" shrugged off Felix.

"What's that supposed to mean?" asked Mickey.

"Nothing," replied Felix, "it's just that You and every other toon created after me are all the same!"

"What are you even trying to say?" wondered Mickey.

"I got my big break around the time of my creation," said Felix, "I was the first cartoon character to be made for cinemas, and the first to make such a big impact. Then you came along, and Hollywood threw me away as if I were nothing!"

"This business can be so tough!" said Mickey.

"Yeah right," said Felix sarcastically, "anyway, it tore me apart, but I learned an important lesson, old timers like me can never catch up with the nonsensical new kids on the block!"

"We were wrong to treat you that way!" replied Mickey with empathy, "I'm sorry!"

"Doesn't change what actually happened!" finished Felix.

Back in the fanart world, Cammy had to make a stop to check over her supplies, but she was also in for a big surprise.

"HELLOOOOOOOOO CAMMY!" shouted Yakko and Wakko as they hopped out of her bag.

"What do you two outdated bozos want!?" asked Cammy.

"First off, you should have better taste in transportation, Miss Bomb Shell," said Yakko, "second of all, think about putting holes in your bag so we can breath."

"Do you also happen to have any napkins?" added Wakko eating a large pizza ball, "I'm not going to use your spare gauntlets to wipe me face!"

"No, that's not the point." replied Cammy, "Why are you guys here?"

"We thought we could get some fresh air," said Yakko, "sure beats sitting around not doing anything back at the base!"

"But that's no excuse to hide in a bag full of my spares!" replied Cammy.

"You're right," said Yakko, that's why we have to be in your arms!"

Cammy wasted no time taking the Warner brothers out of the trunk.

"Come along!" she said in disgust.

Moments later, Cammy, the Chipmunks and the Warner Brothers entered an area of the fanart universe that is inhabited by original fan art characters made by various fandoms. The OC's started introducing themselves all at the same time, at the annoyance of Cammy.

"I GET IT," she said in anger, "YOU'RE ALL OC'S FOR DIFFERENT FANDOMS! I HAVE HEARD IT OVER 1,000 TIMES ALREADY!"

"Something tells me this place is much worse than that fanfiction about a lemon, full of nothing but disturbing subject matter!" replied Simon.

"Right!" said confused Cammy, "Now where's the Chosen One?"

"Uh, it was taken by a group of Furros, senorita!" said Carlos the Chipmunk.

"You mean to tell me, the source of power was taken by a group of extremely attractive humanoid animals," responded Cammy, "AND NONE OF YOU DID ANYTHING?!

"What's the Chosen One?" asked Simon.

"A source of limitless power!" replied Cammy, "The Chosen One is a cliched prophecy made force that holds who knows how much power! Sorry old chip, I'm afraid our detour just got a bit longer!"

"Would it be too late to look over the script?" asked Wakko.

"No time!" said Cammy, "We've got to do this!"

Moments later, a group of furries were guarding the Chosen One, while from a far, Cammy was giving the Chipmunks and the Warner Brothers further instructions.

"Just follow my lead," she said, "we have to be really careful!"

Cammy charged herself onto the furries and started beating them to the bone, while Yakko and Wakko went to take the Chosen one.

"Wait a minute!" said Yakko, "IT'S JUST A ROCK!"

With disappointment in his eyes, Wakko proceeded to throw the rock into the ocean.

"That ought to do it!" said Cammy as she finished off the last of the furries with her Cannon Spike.

"CAMMY, NOT THE WOLF," shouted Simon as he jumped out of the bush, "HE HAS A SELF DESTRUCT FEATURE, HE'S GOING TO BLOW!"

As the wolf exploded, it doubled as a signal for other furries to attack the suspects.

"Darn it Cammy," said Simon in disgust, "now you've done it! We're about to be taken in by furry folk!"

"And to think that useless cliched rock was a trap!" added Cammy.

"Too bad my backpack helicopter can't support 5 toons and a human woman," said Simon in grief, "I could've just flown ourselves out of this torture chamber."

"Well about that Si-" said Wakko.

Yakko and Wakko managed to carry the Chipmunks and Cammy on thanks to the Warners Propeller ears.

"So, your ears double as propellers just like ones on a heli—" asked Cammy.

"I don't think you know the benefits of being a cartoon character." replied Yakko.

"Also," added Wakko, "I think it's best that you don't think about it too much!"

Meanwhile, in the Villains' hideout, M. Bison was looking over the earth with a look of joy on his face.

"THIS IS DELICIOUS" he laughed.

"Well, I guess you won't be needing those tapes I made for you!" said Dr. N Tropy, "Do you want me to get rid of them this time?"

"Save your time puns for the juicy moment, Clock Jafar," responded M. Bison, "I'm waiting for the right time to take down my true nemesis, that meddlesome 19 year old blonde in a sleeveless thong leotard! I won't stop until she and the other equally idotic chaps are OUT OF THE PICTURE!"

Back in the fanart world, Cammy and the boys were getting ready to hit the sack. Wakko burped up a bunk bed, Simon activated his portable bed within a box, Alvin whipped out his old official 1984 "Alvin and the Chipmunks" sleeping bag, Theodore took off his brown coat to use as a cover, and Cammy pulled out the seat on her car and took out a cover.

"Alvin, this is wholesome but I'm still mad!" said Simon.

"Oh, come on, what is it this time?" asked Alvin curiously.

"DON'T PLAY DUMB WITH ME!" replied Simon, "I knew when we jumped out of that piece of paper on Ross Sr.'s desk, that you would be difficult to manage!"

"Ok, Simon, I get it," said Alvin, "I did get a little carried away with the finances back in the 80's, but I've found a brand new way for you to make as much money as I do!"

"You do?" asked Simon sarcastically.

"Yes," replied Alvin, "if you want to make money, then I'll help you start selling NFT's!"

"What a shock," said Simon as he turned his lantern and prepared to go to sleep, "some worse than fan art!"

To be continued