Alvin and the Chipmunks II

Intro to the Re-release/Chapter I; November 14: 4:36 PM

by hallhomestead

Disclaimer: I don't own any characters in this story (The Chipmunks, Chipettes, Dave, Miss. Miller, etc,). This story made NO profit.

Intro: Here it is.

Here my story. A story that coined over 160 reviews (unheard of for that time) and nearly 10,000 hits (Before, of course, this re-release). A story that inspired countless authors to write their own stories. A story that is, if I, the author, do say myself, is freaking awesome.

A story I started writing nearly a year ago, and finished three months after that. It took up my life for that that period of time, and I'm not ashamed to admit I'm proud of it.

Now, I know that I have been gone for about six months, and that I as an author as well as this story have probably been forgotten in the frenzy of new authors and stories, but I intend to change that fact.

I mean, all you guys that showed up in this community after I had disappeared are probably wondering who the heck I am, and what in god's name I am talking about. For all you new guys, just go on and read the story. You'll catch on.

Again, for all you new readers, intrigued by this story and wondering what adventures it holds, welcome. For all you old readers, looking to refresh your memory to prepare yourselves for the sequel, welcome back.

Now, in this re-do of my personal favorite and most popular story, I have changed some things that I didn't like (the mountain of spelling mistakes, all the unnecessary and outdated Author's Notes, and some of the more confusing parts have been re-written) I added some new things (a couple new deleted scenes are thrown in here and there; be on the lookout for them) and I have left the bulk of it untouched.

You know, after re-reading the entire story over the course of a couple days, I have come to the conclusion that I was way too hard on myself in my self-critical Author Notes. This is a darn good story, and I now get why you guys enjoyed this story in the first place, and, upon finishing reading the Epilogue, I found myself wondering what happened next…

Then I realized I was the one that had written the story, and I had yet to begin sequel (Oh, stop laughing, I finished it at 1:00 in the morning and was very tired. Geesh).

So, before we begin, let me say that I AM going to write Alvin and the Chipmunks III and will be started after I finish writing a slur of CGI inspired one-shots and shorts. Those will be done in about a week, so expect the first chapter soon.

And now, get ready to enter (or re-enter, depending on the case) the world of Dave, Simon, Theodore, and Alvin Seville…

A/N: This is my first Alvin and the Chipmunks fanfic (as a matter of fact, this is my first fanfic ever) and it is 100 percent new movie (the CGI one).

The reason I wrote this, is because I noticed, when I first saw the A&tC page on there was only 67 stories (some of which are just random poems). Seeing as I'm a HUGE Chipmunks fan, and that the Chipmunk fan base was slowly but surely dying, I decided to write a fanfic.

Then the movie was announced. This rekindled the spirit of old and new Chipmunk fans, and thus, I waited to write this story.

Flash forward a few months. After going out opening day to see the movie (I thought it was pretty good, not a blockbuster in any way shape or form though) I went home and waited a few days to see what would happen to the Chipmunk community here at Obviously, it grew.

And grew and grew and grew. And now here I am, over a month later, finally writing my first chapter, of my first story. In this story, I try to connect the cartoon Chipmunks, with their new CGI counterparts. Well that's it. I know, I know, that A/N was really short, but we have to start the story. Hope you like it!

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Alvin grinned suavely to his adoring audience.

Before the red capped chipmunk, on the dining room table, sat a collection of GI Joe dolls, toy robots, stuffed dolls, and Beanie Babies, all of which, watched the Chipmunk with unseeing eyes. Alvin strode across his 'stage' (which, in actuality, was a dining chair that Alvin had stacked two orange crates on top of), smiled again, and began to speak with a serious, but flashy tone.

"Beautiful, beautiful Hollywood. She is a seductive mistress. Home of the famous HOLLYWOOD sign, hundreds of movie stars and directors, and of course, of the most famous and beautiful singer of all time…His records have sold millions around the globe. His adoring fans crowd the streets of every major city in the world. His name, on the lips of men and women alike throughout the land…"

Alvin paused dramatically and looked into the dull glass eyes of his completely still audience, "His name, ladies and gentlemen, is Alvin…Alvin Seville…

"He is called, by some, 'The Musical da Vinci'. By others, 'A Young Bruce Springsteen'. And still others, in more strange and fanciful lands, call him a 'God of the Almighty Sun'" Alvin paused to look at the assorted crowd of toys meanfully.

"Of course, some people think that Alvin's success is owned, in some part, to his two less talented brothers, but," Alvin winked playfully at audience, "We all know that Alvin's raving success is owned solely to the astoundingly gifted Chipmunk himself.

"Now," Alvin continued, clearing his throat, let's move on to-"

"ALLLL-VVVIN!!"

Alvin winced as Simon's voice tore through the small dining room. The red-clad Chipmunk turned to the door and saw his brainy brother standing there with a tried expression on his face.

"Wow Simon," said Alvin with a smug look flitting on his face, "You do that nearly as good as Dave"

"Thank you Alvin," sighed the exhausted chipmunk "And you have a lovely red hat, but we have more important things to do than to stand around here and trade complements. Dave's going out on another date with Claire, and this is the big one."

The two chipmunks got down on all fours and began to scurry towards the living room, where the sounds of their youngest brother and their mid-aged caretaker, working on an astoundingly sharp-looking tuxedo, could be heard throughout their small Californian home.

"Whadda mean, 'the big one'?"

"Well, haven't you noticed that Dave comes saying things like 'Soon, we'll woman's touch in this house, and it'll look as good as new.' or 'When we'll have a lady around here, you better behave yourself, Alvin." Simon explained.

"Well, yeah. But I always thought he was thinking about getting another maid or something like that," Alvin told his twin brother, as they approached the living room.

"Alvin," sighed Simon amazed at how oblivious his brothers could be sometimes; Theodore had asked him the same question just this morning. "Have you failed to notice how much time Dave spends with Claire nowadays? How about the fact that he went to the jewelry store last night and bought a ring and then, to top it off, said to us 'Do you think Claire will like this?' Honestly Alvin, the signs are right in front of you."

Alvin's face first showed deep confusion, than dawning comprehension, then, to Simon's surprise, anger. "What's wrong, Alvin?" asked Simon in much less condescending voice than before. Alvin stopped dashing to living room, although it was only a few feet away, and glared at his brother. Simon skidded to a halt next to Alvin.

"What's wrong? What's wrong! I'll tell you what's wrong! Dave all of a sudden decides to go behind all of our backs and get married! And you!" exclaimed Alvin. "You knew all along, and you didn't bother to tell us huh?"

"Alvin," Said Simon calmly, though he was a bit shocked and angered by his emotional brother's outburst. Who was he to tell Dave he couldn't get married! "I thought you and Theodore knew. I thought that it was obvious what Dave was-"

"Obvious, huh? Well it obviously wasn't obvious Mr. Smarty-Pants, seeing as me and Theodore didn't figure it out until you found it convenient enough to tell us!"

"Oh, so I'm the bad guy now? Well I'll tell you something! I-"

Dave walked into the hallway after hearing some loud shouts coming from this direction. He had a half finished tux on and was wearing a very concerned look on his face when he entered to find his two older boys, red faced, and yelling in each other's faces.

"Hey, Hey, Hey guys! What is going on here?" Dave exclaimed, looking from Alvin to Simon. They stopped arguing immediately. Simon face, drained of its anger, began to look extremely guilty, mostly because of the terrified look on Theodore's face, which was peeking out in-between Dave's legs

"Now look what you've done," whispered Alvin to Simon. Simon glared at his brother, and then fumbled to find a good answer to Dave's question.

"Um…well. We were…uh…you see…" Simon stammered, looking up at Dave's angry face. He had seen Dave angry before, but never at him. It was always Alvin that was getting yelled at for, doing some hair brained scheme to get something he wanted, or for wrecking the house, or for-well the list goes on and on. But never, in all the ten months that Simon and his brother's lived with Dave, had Simon been the one getting yelled at, or punished or any of the other things that Dave does to Alvin in a vain attempt to tame his surrogate chipmunk son's wild ways.

Simon now sensed disappointment coming from Dave as well as the anger he detected earlier. Simon hung his head shamefacedly.

Alvin, other the other hand, was a veteran to Dave's punishments, and thus wasn't as effected by Dave's anger as the newbie Simon. Alvin looked Dave square in the eyes and put his paws on his hips.

"And when were you going to tell us about you getting married, Lovebird?" asked Alvin, challenging Dave to answer.

Dave blinked.

While he had suspected that Simon had realized his intentions to propose to Claire tonight, Alvin and Theodore, seemed blissfully unaware of the fact that their lives were about to undergo a major change. Simon must have told Alvin what was going to happen, and Alvin, of course had had an emotional breakdown over the news. Understanding filled Dave's eyes.

"Ok guys," said Dave with a sigh, "I guess I owe you an explanation. I know that this is going to be shock to you Theodore, but, I'm going to ask Claire to marry me tonight,"

"It's ok Dave," Theodore, still underneath his father's legs, said to Dave. The smallest Chipmunk's face drained of all its previous fear from his two brother's fighting in light of the prospect of having a new mother, "Simon told me this morning,"

Dave grinned at Simon after Theodore's comment, to assure him he wasn't mad at him anymore.

Dave sighed as he noticed that Alvin was giving him a look that would kill any normal man, but Dave was used to it, because of all the times that he had grounded the headstrong chipmunk. "All right, that's go into the living room fellas, I explain everything there."

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As the Chipmunks settled down in the cozy armchair that had served as their bed for two months before Dave had bought them specially made beds, Dave plopped himself down upon his fluffy couch and began to weave a tale of the carefully laid out plans he had for tonight; the best night of his and, hopefully, Claire's life.

The Chipmunks listened with wide eyes as he got to the best part of all; the proposal. "And then, as she smells those roses I gave her, I get down on one knee, bring out the box with the ring in it, and say 'Claire, you complete me." Alvin grinned at this part of the story; this was the phrase he told Dave to say to Claire during one of the couple's dates,

"Will you be willing to spend the rest of your life with me?' And when… I mean if, she says yes, I'll scoop her up, and yell to the restaurant 'We've getting married!' And well, that's it."

Even Alvin forgot his anger about Dave not telling him about his decision to marry Claire without his permission, in the face of Dave's happiness and love. There was a moment of silence as Dave looked off into distance with a blissful look on his face.

"That's amazing Dave! I can't wait to see the look on Claire's face when you bring out the ring!" exclaimed Simon.

"I think the best part will be when the violinist comes out of the bushes and begins to play to us!" burst out Theodore.

"No, no, no. You guys have got it all wrong. By far the best part will be when Dave shows her that she's being driven to the restaurant in a horse drawn carriage!" said Alvin, shaking his head.

"Well I'm glad you guys are excited," said Dave, knowing his sons were in for a major disappointment, "And I'll be sure to tell you about all those things when I get back." Dave told them. It was almost comical how fast the smiles dropped off their faces as the brothers realized what Dave said.

Alvin was the first to collect himself enough to make a coherent statement, "Whoa, whoa, whoa, you mean you're not going to let us come with you, to what could be the turning point in our life's? This is ridiculous!"

"Well," explained Dave, "seeing as how my first date with Claire went, when you guys were around, I thought it might be a good idea to keep the three chipmunks most responsible for that date's disaster, as far away from me and Claire today as possible." The looks of utter disappointment remained on his three 'sons' faces, so he decided to elaborate. "Besides, you guys would find all the adult mushy-gooey kissy-kissy stuff boring, so I hired a babysitter for you guys!" Theodore still looked crushed at the prospect of being denied good food at the fancy restaurant

"B-but Dave, I've worked for nearly an hour on your suit, a-and I thought t-that we would able t-to…t-to-you know, c-come "Stammered Theodore patting his rumbling belly.

"What Theo's trying to say is that if we are going to have a life changing decision to make, we should make it as a family, together at the restaurant." explained Simon. Theodore's brow furrowed as began to speak again.

"W-well actually Simon I just wanted to go to the restaurant to ea-"Alvin realizing what his food-obsessed brother was about to say, promptly interrupted Theodore.

"Simon and Theodore are right. I mean Claire is really nice and she, if anyone, would be the one who I'd want as my mom, but you can't just wake up one morning and decide to go out and marry your mate without consulting your 'munks! I mean, like Simon said, we've a…a family! And families make decisions together, right?" Alvin looked at his brothers for support, they both nodded at him. Alvin took a deep breath and readied himself for another speech, when Dave held up his hand. Dave would have interrupted earlier, but when Alvin called them his family, it caught him off guard. The last time he did that, was when Dave was reunited with the Chipmunks after Ian Hawke had kidnapped them. This showed him how big of a decision he was making.

"I know this is a big decision for all of us, but I hardly woke up today and decided to get married. I have been thinking about this for months now, and, while I was wrong not to tell you earlier, it is my marriage. I'm sorry if you guys don't like it, but I love Claire, and I will marry her." While the fight seemed to flow out of Simon and Theodore at this last statement, Alvin seemed to still want to argue his rights as a chipmunk.

"But, Dave-"Alvin stammered, looking for a new point to debate.

"No 'But, Dave's Alvin. I'm sorry that you don't like my decision, but it is the way it is going to be. Alvin sighed, and sat back into his armchair.

"It's not that I don't think that Claire will be a bad mom, it's just that I wish you would have told us earlier. It's kind of a shock, ya know?"

Dave smiled at Alvin. Sometimes Alvin could act like a two year-old, and other times he acted twice his age. It was just one of the many things that Dave loved about having "kids". How much they proved what you thought was right, wrong. "I know, that's why I held of telling you guys for so long, again I'm really sorry."

"Dave, you've got nothing to be sorry about," piped up Simon "No matter what you do, we'll be behind you."

"Yeah, I guess we're just being selfish, right Alvin?" asked Theodore pointedly to his twin brother.

"Yeah, right…" responded glumly Alvin, who was still located in the very back of the couch, nearly hidden by the blanket sitting next to him.

"Well fellas, how does this sound," Dave asked trying to break the dark mood, "I cook you guys something to eat while I'm gone, if you finish fixing up my tux. Sound good?"

Even Alvin was excited at this news, Dave's cooking was the best, but he couldn't usually make anything for them because of either work or a date with Claire. Him offering to make a meal was a rare treat.

"That sounds great Dave!" The three chipmunks exclaimed together.

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"Ok guys, I left the chicken and mashed potatoes on the counter, and some dessert in the fridge…thanks Simon" said Dave as Simon did the top button on his tuxedo.

"No problemo," said the chipmunk as he went off to find Dave's cuff links.

"You too Alvin," he said to his red-capped son, who was tying Dave's shoelaces for him.

"No biggie Dave, you need to look sharp tonight, and without me to help, Claire would take one look at you and run back to her house in a split second. Seriously Dave, your fashion sense has gone south since you and Claire have hit it off."

"Thanks for the moral support Alvin," Dave glanced at his green eyed son sitting in the corner of the room working feverishly on something. "What are you doing Theodore; you've been working on that for ten minutes now."

"It's a surprise for you Dave!" responded Theodore, "I'll be done in a few minutes,"

"Um…ok. Oh thanks Simon, nearly forgot about those," as Simon handed him his cuff links.

"Done," exclaimed Alvin, which caused Simon to fall from his perch on top of the living room table with a shout to the carpeted floor.

"Oh, sorry Simon" Alvin said trying to keep a straight face, as the red-faced chipmunk emerged from a velvet fabric lying on the floor. "Hmm…that reminds me" Alvin murmured as he ran on all fours over to where his embarrassed brother lay. The chipmunk picked up the fabric lay and, after some tying, turned it from a shapeless rope, into a bow tie. "I was using as a cushion this morning to see if I could bungee jump with a shoelace from the table," Alvin explained to his confused brother. He rubbed a lump on his head, "It didn't work all that well, but I'm glad the cushion worked for you, Simon,"

"You and me both, oh brother of mine," muttered Simon, as he shook his head at his accident-prone brother's foolishness

Alvin scurried up the table leg and handed the bow tie to Dave. "I found this on the floor, Dave,"

"Thanks Alvin, I was wondering what had happened to this" said Dave as Theodore threw down the pencil he was using to make his surprise with.

"Here you go Dave, I finished it," Theodore said as he approached Dave with a familiar card in his hands.

"Hey," said Dave "that's the card you gave me last year for Christmas, Theodore," as he accepted the piece of folded paper.

"Yep, with some additions," explained the chubby chipmunk. His two brothers looked curiously at the card in Dave's hands. Dave started to open it, but stopped when his son said: "Hold your horses, Dave. Open it with Claire after you prepost, ok?"

"Its 'propose' Theodore," whispered Simon into his brother's ear.

"Ohhhhhhh," said the innocent chipmunk.

"Well I guess I can wait, but what's in it Theo?"Dave asked

"You'll see," said Theodore with a grin on his face, as the doorbell rang.

"That's probably the babysitter fellas, I'll be right back." The three chipmunks scurried after Dave, into the hallway, and watched Dave open the door. "Hello Miss. Miller," said Dave as a voluminous older woman marched into their house and give Dave a smile.

"Hello Roger! I see you're all dressed up. Big date tonight?" asked the gray haired woman.

"Yes actually, and my name is David, not Roger," responded a doubtful Dave.

"Oh, I'll be sure to remember that, Doug!" Miss. Miller gave Dave another big smile and then turned her attention to the worried looking chipmunks standing in the doorway.

"This is our babysitter? What were the Loony-Bin offering discounts on babysitting tonight?" whispered Alvin to Simon.

Simon nudged Alvin and forced a smile as he stared at the intimatingly absent-minded woman bearing down on them.

"You must be the little cuties I heard so much about!" exclaimed Miss. Miller "You must be Alfred," pointing at Simon, "You must be Seymour," pointing at Theodore, "And you must be Tony!" pinching Alvin's cheek

"And you must be, kidding me," Muttered Alvin.

"I love the little band you guys have! You're name is The Squirrel, right?"

"It's gonna be a loooooong night" sighed Simon.

A/N: Well that's the first chapter; hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Please review, I wrote this story for you guys, the last of the Chipmunk fans, I would love input. Thanks guys!

Cya!

-hallhomestead