A/N:

UPDATE: 23/09/2015:

After a 5 year Hiatus and much of a disappearing act by myself, with my education, work and a billion of stressing questions about what direction I want to take my life in, I have finally, after much deliberation, growth in myself as a writer and a person, have returned to this fanfic, my very first and most proudest creation to date "Alvin And The Chipmunks 2: The Chipettes".

To those of you who don't know me or this fanfic, I published this little fanfic back in 2008 not expecting much. But after a few months, I soon discovered that it had grown into something much more to me and the people who read it, becoming something bigger than I could hardly handle. With new ideas popping in my head for new ideas and with stress getting to me, I had to put the story on "Hiatus", it all coming to much to me and my enthusiasm with the "AatC" fandom lessening by a great deal.

To all of my loyal readers, to all those who waited patiently for the next chapter (While I was not on "Hiatus" that is,) and to those who still stuck it out, and who are currently reading this new chapter, my heart, my gratitude and my most upmost respect goes out to you all! You are the reason why I have grown as a person, both maturely and creatively through writing and story; without your wonderful encouraging reviews and all the favs and alerts this fanfic has received, I would not have come so far, and for that, I thank you with all I have, with all I am…

Original A/N:

At last! I have finally finished my first chapter to my Alvin and the Chipmunks fanfic! It took me 2 day to complete (with a lot of breaks), but I did it in the end! Before I start blabbering about how awesome my story is (lol), I'm now goanna take the time and recommend some Alvin And The Chipmunks fanfics. My first fanfic is, of course, hallhomestead's fanfic Alvin and the Chipmunks II. It's his version of the sequel to Alvin and the Chipmunks movie. He was goanna stop at 10 chapters, but he got so into it he decided to keep on going! There's over 20 chapters all together now and his story is now complete! So go and checkout his story! My second fanfic is SimonSeville18's fanfic Three Chipmunks and a Baby. It's a funny fanfic about, when Dave and Claire tell the chipmunks that...Oh, I'm not goanna tell ya! Go read the story and find out! And my final fanfic I recommend is k8tbug14's fanfic A Twisted World. In this fanfic, Alvin and Simon bet each other that they can't act like each other for a whole week! Thins get difficult for them both and...and...and go read the story! Ok, that's all for recommendation's, On to my fanfic...(blabbering)...

Anyway, this is my first Alvin And The Chipmunks fanfiction! If you haven't already guessed, it's my version of Alvin And The Chipmunks sequel. I guess this is what I want it to be like but that never goanna happen (lol).Miss Miller, The Chipettes, Ian Hawke has...opps...almost gave the whole plot away! Hope you guys enjoy it!

Disclaimer: I do not own Alvin and the Chipmunks (I wish I did tho...lol) or The Chipettes (Their cute! Lol) or Dave Seville or Ian Hawke (Boo! Die Ian! Die!) or Miss Miller (Yay for her!) or Claire Wilson. I do, however, own Mink and Monk and Mr. Willingham.

Alvin And The Chipmunks 2: The Chipettes

Tagline (Writing at the bottom of a poster): Here Comes Trouble...Again!

Written by mpkio2

Chapter 1
The Chipmunks Are Back

Alvin Seville looked out of the car window (or as best as he could see out of the car window). It was so hard to look out of a window that was 2 feet higher than your own body, especially if you were a chipmunk. Alvin never really had a problem with his height (he was 5'56 inches tall which was quite a good height for a chipmunk) but sometimes he wished he could, at least, see out of the dang car window!

The small, red car was not moving. It was stationary. It was in the middle of traffic on a busy LA highway. Drivers were honking their car horns, shouting angrily at each other and some, even, showed rude hand gestures at each other. But who wouldn't get angry in weather like this? It was hot, really, really hot. It was the hottest summer LA had ever encountered (if that was possible). Although it was the evening, the sun was, surprisingly, dazzling down on the stationary cars, heating the car roofs and making the cars, themselves, hot to the touch. But the worse thing about the sun was that it heated up the inside of the cars. All the cars on the highway had every window opened as far as it could be opened. But opening the car windows did nothing to settle the heat problem; the cars were still hot and stuffy inside.

Dave Seville looked at his Rolex watch, which was on his left wrist. The watch read "5:10p.m". He sighed angrily and went back to looking out of the car window. His hands were on the steering wheel of the car, his right hand tapping, impatiently. They were all ready running late, 30 minutes late to be exact. If only the traffic would start moving...

"Dave, please let me look out the window," Alvin asked, innocently.

"Alvin, there's nothing to look at out of the window," Dave replied, irritably. "All there is out there is a bunch of cars staying still and honking at each other,"

"I know that, but I would still like to look out the window," Alvin, replied.

"No, Alvin. And I mean no,"

"But-" Alvin was about to argue with his "Dad" but was rudely interrupted.

"Alvin, Dave said no and he means it. You heard him "There's nothing to look at out there" Just sit down and finish that ice cream" Simon Seville said, calmly.

"O...fine them" Alvin admitted defeat. He sat down and finished eating his ice cream, which was melting by the second.

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All three chipmunks were sitting uncomfortably in a baby car seat, seat belted tightly. Alvin was seating nearest to the car window. He was still eating his melting ice cream but he was looking up at the car window to his right. His eyes were fixed. If only he was a little taller...

Simon was in the middle of the three chipmunks. He too was eating his ice cream. He was reading a book (which was laid out in front of him) entitled "Weather and The Effects On The Earth"

And the last chipmunk, Theodore Seville, was sitting to the left. He was fast asleep, snoring a little, his mouth was open and drool was running down his checks and drenching his small fat tummy. He had eaten his ice cream in one minute flat. (One minute after Dave had given it to him)

Dave looked back at his watch: 5:15p.m. Time was ticking by fast and the longer they stayed in the traffic, the angry the fans will be.

"Okay," Alvin said, slowly. "Well, if I can't look out of the window, can you at least let us out of this baby seat? We're hot as it is with our fur!"

"Absolutely, no way," Dave said, sternly.

"But Dave-"

"No. If I let you out of the baby seat you'll start jumping around and stuff; you'll make me lose my driving concentrating"

"Driving?" Alvin said a little outraged. "What driving? Dave, we aren't even moving! Just let us out for...for...5 minutes, yeah...5 minutes will be perfect."

Dave Seville looked down at the red capped chipmunk. What was he planning? Well, if he does anything bad, Dave thought to himself, His grounded.

"OK, but just for 5 minutes and 5 minutes only," Dave said, as he undid the seatbelt to the baby seat.

"That's all I need," Alvin said evilly, looking at Simon's book.

"What do you mean by that?" Simon asked, looking away from his book and, now looking at Alvin, suspiciously.

"Oh, nothing...just this!" And, in an instant, Alvin lunged at Simon's book. He grabbed the book and placed it leaning vertically up against the car door. He then scurried up the book and made it to the car window. Alvin jumped up in the air, punching the air in victory and shouting loudly: "At last! After all this time I can finally look out the window!"

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"ALVIN!" Dave screamed.

Ten Minutes Later

After much arguing between Alvin and Simon, Dave changed the seating arrangements in the baby seat; Simon and Theodore had changed seats. Theodore was sitting between Alvin and Simon. Surprisingly, Theodore was still asleep. His head was now hanging down his front, drool was still driberling down his tummy leaving a wet patch in his fur. He was still snoring quietly, and, once, he mumbled "I want the blueberry muffins"

Fortunately for them all, the traffic started moving, second by second. Each second the small car gained speed and so did all the rest of the cars on the highway. Soon, they were driving fast down the highway.

OK, Dave thought. So, we're a bit late for the sound check, but we should be in time for the concert.

He was correct.

6:00p.m

Dave stood, nervously on the right hand side, off stage of the Orpheum theatre. His boys were about to perform their comeback concert. He couldn't believe his boys hadn't performed for almost two whole months. After the whole Ian incident, Dave decided that it was a good idea that the boys didn't perform for a little while, which Alvin and his brothers agreed on full heartedly. Even though the boys were not performing, Dave had received a lot of offers. By offers, I mean TV offers, merchandise offers, and, the latest offer, a movie offer. Dave rejected them all saying that he was not interested. He didn't even know how all the producers and toy companies discovered his phone number. He, sure, didn't give his phone number out to anyone. The only producer he gave his phone number to was Ian Hawke, the man who over-worked the chipmunks.

Suddenly, Dave clenched his hands into fists. He was clenching really hard, so hard in fact, that his knuckles turned white. He had never forgiven Ian for what he did to his boys. How could he over work them? How could he treat them so badly? Because his a slime ball, that's why, he thought, angrily. One of these days, I hope he gets what's coming to him. And then, he remembered something. The restraining order! he thought. Dave had put a restraining order on Ian. He couldn't come at least 10 feet close to the chipmunks and, if he did, Ian was going to be sent to prison. On that cheerful note, Dave released his fists. He calmed down and became more relaxed. But just as soon as he became relaxed, his nerves returned. Butterflies were fluttering in his stomach, his forehead was sweating and his teeth were chattering together. The reason Dave was so nervous, is because the audience, the fans and many, many people were expecting a high quality performance. The media was even expecting allot from The Chipmunks. A news reporter had said that "The Chipmunks comeback concert will be a concert you don't want to miss"

Dave hoped she was right.

Dave then decided to peep through the red curtains; he wanted to see how the fans were reacting to the lateness of the show. Even though they arrived late to the theatre, the fans were not angry. On the contrary, they were all buzzing with excitement. At least 2,000 people showed up to the concert; it was a sold out show. They were singing songs by the chipmunks, people were wearing Alvin's red sweater with a big yellow 'A', they were chanting all together: "Chipmunks! Chipmunks! Chipmunks" and hundreds of banners were waving in the air. Dave could see what one of the banners said. He giggled, nervously and went back to waiting for the boys.

Suddenly the lights in the theatre turned down low. Two spot lights were shown directly in the centre of the stage. The audience cheered and applauded at this: the concert was about to begin. A loud voice was then heard throughout the theatre, a deep voice said: "Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls, welcome to the Chipmunks Comeback Concert!"

The audience applauded again.

"Now, put your hands together, for manager and father, David Seville"

That was Dave's cue to go up on stage. But there was one thing missing; where were his boys? He ran onto the empty stage, his butterflies still fluttering in his stomach. He stood in the centre of the stage where the two spot lights were shinning on. The whole audience was applauding, wildly, cheering, people were...no they weren't? They couldn't be chanting his name? Could they?

The chanting and cheering soon died down and Dave spoke:

"Er...well...welcome, everyone. It's good to be back. I and the boys have had a long, deserved rest and I..."

"Dave, just introduce us already; your goanna put the whole audience to sleep." echoed a high squeaky voice that echoed throughout the theatre. People screamed and cheered, realizing who it was.

"Alvin?" Dave said, loudly.

"You know it is!" Alvin said, cocky.

"Wh...Where are you?" Dave asked, looking left and right on stage, seeing if he could see his red capped son.

"No where you need to know about, old man"

The whole audience laughed.

"Alvin..." Dave said, angrily.

"Get on with the show; I'm restless!"

"ALVIN..."

"What's my name, Dave?" Alvin asked, giggling, knowing what Dave was about to yell.

"AALLLVVVIIINNN!"

"OKAY! Let's get this concert started!"

The audience cheered in agreement.

"Well, here they are everyone. Singing there new hit single, give it up for Alvin, Simon and Theodore!" The whole audience cheered, screamed and applauded. Dave ran off the stage to the right. His nervous were gone now, which he was relieved of. He stood and watched as the concert, truly, began.

Five spot lights were moving all over the theatre, music began to play in the background and the red curtains were pulled up into the air, revealing the massive stage. A drummer was playing in the background, a man was playing an electric guitar next to the drummer and three beautiful girls were standing in front of microphones dancing and singing, "Do-do-dodododo"

"Are you ready to rock!" shouted another familiar squeaky voice which the whole audience recognized as Simon.

Nothing happened for awhile...until...a podium rose up from the ground, the audience were cheering, wildly. The podium opened and out jumped Alvin Seville. He was wearing a small white tux with a red bowtie around his neck, his red cap; on his head. The audience cheered even more wildly. Some of the girls in the audience were chanting his name: "Alvin! Alvin! Alvin!"

"Hey girls!" he shouted back. "And yes, I will marry you" Alvin said reading the banner Dave read a few minutes ago. "Here we go!"

And then, Alvin began to sing:

Watch out cause here we come
It's been a while but we're back with style
So get set to have some fun
We'll bring you action and satisfaction

As Alvin sang his verse, two podiums were raised, one to the right and one to the left. Just after Alvin had finished his verse, Simon and Theodore popped out of the two podiums; Simon jumped out of the left, Theodore, the right. Simon and Theodore were both also wearing a white tux but Simon's bowtie was blue and Theodore's was green. They both joined Alvin on the middle podium and they sang:

We're the chipmunks
C-H-I-P-M-U-N-K
We're the chipmunks
We're here, we're back, and we're going to stay

Simon and Alvin switched places; Alvin was now standing to the left of the podium and Simon was in the middle. Simon began to sing:

When you feel like a laugh (Alvin: Do you feel it?)
Give us a call we'll give you a roll
And if you feel like a song
Tune in to us and sing right along (Alvin: Sing right along, now!)

Alvin and Simon switched places again and all three sang in perfect harmony:

We're the chipmunks Giving you songs you'll sing every day We're the chipmunks Come, get up and sing with us today

Theodore takes centre and sings:

Why don't you dance along? It will be fun, we'll have a bowl And when you feel all down
Turn on our song, it'll make you lose that frown

Theodore jumps back to the podium he popped out of; the one to the right. And Simon returns to his; the one to the left. Lights are flashing everywhere, the audience are screaming and dancing along to the song...

We're the chipmunks
Coming on stronger than ever before
We're the chipmunks
Alvin, Simon, Theodore

A giant podium had been raised in the back part of the stage. Alvin, Simon and Theodore all jump onto it singing:

Do-Do-DoDoDoDo (Alvin: Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Do-Do-DoDoDoDo!

Simon and Theodore both throw their hats in the air and Alvin throws his red cap.

Simon and Theodore both catch their hats in their paws and Alvin's cap lands on his head. Huge sparks burst out from the sides of the stage in a spectacular end to the song. The audience screamed, wildly, fans chanting "Chipmunks! Chipmunks! Chipmunks!" And everyone in the theatre was applauding.

But someone in the audience was not applauding. A man, whose dream was broken by three furry little rodents, a man who spent day and night planning a worldwide tour for the annoying little rats, a man who tried so hard to give them what they always wanted and, yet, he received nothing. A man with a bald head...Ian Hawke was sitting in the audience planning his evil plan to steal the chipmunks...

A/N: Oh no! Cliffhanger! (sorta) Don't u just hate me? I would!

Anyway, please Review, Review, Review! I really like them if you couldn't tell. (lol)

If you give me some good ones, I'll continue writing!

OK, bye for now!

~mpkio2~