Posts by benjaminmunk

Without the background.

New art of Simon

I thought so lol

You may think it's a resemblance to Simon, with the same look, but with different clothing, that's what makes my OC.

Welcome!

In February 9th of 2018, I made a Fanmade Chipmunk Project, that's been a fandom gem, called "Alvin's Mission" and now it's 7 years today, since it was made.

I never thought I'd be so honoured that the chipmunk fans are still watching this, especially with the recent one, "A New Problem" with Part 2 still in the works, it would be a big emotional conclusion with the story, and it's a tough mission for Alvin to succeed with the support of Simon and Theodore.

Until then, thank you all so much, and let's keep it up! ❤️💙💚

Quote from kaci

can you link it pls, cannnot find it

Alvin Saves Theodore

Chapter 1 INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT The room is dimly lit, the only sound is the quiet hum of the air conditioning. Alvin stands by the door, his hand…

docs.google.com

The leader of the chipmunks delivers a speech about helping people.

Quote from Pentrep

I could see this happening because of how immature Theo is. Looking forward to it.

It's ready to read on Filebase or roleplay.

Alvin VS Meerkat

The Chipmunks have fun racing each other in the jungle... ❤️💙💚

This is a voice acting test. The full one will happen soon.

Scene: The dense jungle. The Chipmunks stand at the starting line, surrounded by thick trees and vines. The sun is shining, and a light breeze rustles the leaves. Alvin is bouncing on his heels, clearly excited.

Alvin:

(Grinning)

Wait a second, is this a race?

Theodore:

(Smiling confidently)

You're going down.

Simon:

(Raising an eyebrow)

It’s not just about speed, Alvin. It’s about strategy.

Alvin:

(Chuckles)

Strategy? Please, I’m just here to win!

The sound of a horn blares, signaling the start of the race. The Chipmunks take off, dashing into the jungle, with Alvin leading the pack.

Theodore:

(Laughing)

I’ll catch up!

Simon:

(Smiling to himself)

We'll see about that…

The race is on, and the jungle adventure begins.

The race continues through the jungle. Alvin is in the lead, zooming ahead with a big grin. Theodore suddenly catches up, running fast with determination.

Theodore:

(Shouting with energy)

Come on, Alvin, catch up! YEAH!

Alvin:

(Surprised, looking over his shoulder)

What in the what now?

Suddenly, Simon speeds up alongside Alvin, a cool, confident smile on his face.

Simon:

(Smiling)

I'm also defeating you, Awesomest One.

Alvin:

(Raising an eyebrow, looking at Simon)

Okay, it’s time to light up the speed!

Alvin speeds up, eyes determined, and zooms toward a tree ramp. He launches himself into the air, soaring high above the jungle.

Alvin:

(Yelling as he flies through the air)

It’s a bird, it’s a plane, it’s Air Chipmunk!

He does a flip in mid-air, his excitement evident as he flies high, trying to maintain his lead.

Theodore:

(Laughing)

Oh, that’s cool, but not enough!

The race continues, with Alvin soaring through the jungle skies and Theodore and Simon racing below. Who will win?

Scene: Alvin lands triumphantly just before the finish line, thinking he’s won. He throws his arms up in victory, panting heavily from the race.

Alvin:

(Proudly)

Yes! I did it!

He turns around to see Simon and Theodore already standing at the finish line, smiling smugly. Alvin stares, shocked.

Simon & Theodore:

(Simultaneously, grinning)

We win!

Alvin is stunned, blinking rapidly as he tries to process what happened.

Alvin:

(Frustrated, pointing at them)

Wait, WHAT? How? How did you two—?

The camera zooms in on Simon and Theodore, revealing a faint shimmer around their figures. Alvin narrows his eyes, realizing something’s off.

Alvin:

(With realization)

Wait a minute... Holograms?!

Simon and Theodore, still grinning, reveal their devices. Simon holds up a small remote, and Theodore pulls out a tiny projector from his bag.

Simon:

(Shrugging)

A little jungle tech never hurt anyone.

Theodore:

(Laughing)

You were so focused on the race, you didn’t see it coming!

Alvin:

(Shaking his head in disbelief)

You guys are unbelievable! You used holograms to trick me!?

Simon and Theodore exchange a quick high-five, clearly pleased with themselves. Alvin throws his arms up in exasperation.

Alvin:

(Smiling despite himself)

Well played, guys. Well played.

The three Chipmunks laugh together, the race now officially over—though Alvin will definitely be more cautious next time.

Scene: The sun sets, casting a warm glow over the jungle. Alvin, Simon, and Theodore sit around a campfire, the flickering flames casting shadows on their faces. They each have a stick with marshmallows roasting over the fire. The sound of the jungle fills the air as the brothers relax after their wild race.

Alvin:

(With a smirk, holding up his marshmallow)

I’ll admit, that was a pretty clever move with the holograms.

Simon:

(Shrugging, looking at his perfectly roasted marshmallow)

Well, it was a race of brains and brawn, and we all know who’s got the brains.

Theodore:

(Holding up his marshmallow, smiling)

I just wanted to make sure everyone had a good time.

Alvin:

(Taking a bite of his marshmallow)

Yeah, yeah, you two are always so serious. But hey, I’ll let you have this one... this time.

Simon:

(Smiling)

It’s just a game, Alvin. It’s all in good fun.

Theodore:

(Laughing softly)

Yeah, and marshmallows always taste better after a race!

The three of them chuckle, watching the flames dance in the fire. Alvin looks around, taking in the peaceful jungle night.

Alvin:

(Sighing contently)

You know, after all that chaos, this is actually... nice.

Simon:

(Looking up at the stars)

Yeah, sometimes it’s good to just relax and enjoy the moment.

Theodore:

(Grinning)

And have more marshmal

lows!

They all laugh again, their laughter blending with the sounds of the jungle as they sit back, enjoying the simple joys of the evening.

END

As the script mentions about the light, well, this is what it is.

Epilogue: The Final Goodbye

The sun is setting, casting a soft, orange glow across the horizon. The sky is quiet, the air heavy with a bittersweet stillness. Alvin stands alone at the edge of the cliff, gazing out at the fading light. The sound of the wind whispers in his ears, but it’s not the same as it once was. Everything feels distant, as if he's slipping away from it all.

Theodore, Simon, and Brittany stand a few feet behind him, their faces solemn, watching him carefully. They can feel the weight of the moment in the air—the quiet, inevitable truth that Alvin’s time has come.

THEODORE:

(softly)

Alvin... what’s happening?

(Alvin doesn’t answer at first. His eyes are far away, as though he's looking at something beyond the horizon, beyond the world they know. A faint smile tugs at his lips, but it’s a sad smile, as if he’s saying goodbye to something he’s known for too long.)

ALVIN:

(softly)

I... I did what I had to do, Theo. I brought you back. I promised I’d never let you go. But... I can’t stay.

(Theodore’s eyes widen with confusion, his voice shaking with emotion.)

THEODORE:

(urgently)

No! Alvin, don’t say that! You’re here now—everything’s alright. You’re not going anywhere!

(Alvin turns to face him, his eyes soft, but there’s an unmistakable sorrow in them.)

ALVIN:

(whispering)

I wish I could stay. But... when I made that choice—when I brought you back—I gave up more than I realized. I can feel it, Theo. I’m... I’m fading.

(Simon steps forward, his expression filled with both worry and fear.)

SIMON:

(pleading)

Alvin, don’t say that. We can fix this. We’ll find a way to bring you back, we’ll—

ALVIN:

(shaking his head)

It’s too late for that, Simon. I’ve already crossed that line. There’s no going back. I knew the cost. I knew what I was giving up.

(Brittany steps forward too, her voice shaky but determined.)

BRITTANY:

(softly)

Please, Alvin... don’t leave us. You’re our brother. We need you.

(Alvin takes a slow, deep breath, his gaze shifting between his family. He wants to stay. He wants so badly to be with them, to laugh and joke like they always have. But the price of what he’s done is too much. It’s taking him away, slowly but surely.)

ALVIN:

(quietly)

I love you all. You know that, right? I’ll always be with you. Even when I’m not here... you’ll carry me with you.

(The words come out softly, but they carry the weight of everything he’s been through. As he speaks, the air around him seems to shimmer faintly, as if reality itself is beginning to unravel. The edges of his form begin to blur, like a mirage, slowly fading with each passing second.)

THEODORE:

(voice cracking)

Alvin... please don’t go. You said you’d come back. You promised!

(But Alvin’s smile is sad, resigned. He places a hand on Theodore’s shoulder one last time, the gesture gentle but filled with love.)

ALVIN:

(whispering)

I’m sorry, Theo. But I did what I had to. I couldn’t leave you out there. But this... this is my price.

(Theodore’s tears begin to fall, but Alvin doesn’t look away. He wants to remember his brother like this—alive, safe, surrounded by the family who loves him. As Alvin’s form fades further, the sound of the wind grows louder, the world around them stretching as though they are at the edge of reality itself.)

SIMON:

(voice trembling)

No... Alvin, please...

(But Simon’s voice is just a whisper now, drowned out by the howling wind. Alvin’s form shimmers one final time before he disappears completely, leaving behind only the lingering echo of his voice.)

ALVIN:

(softly, barely a whisper)

I’ll always be with you.

(The wind falls silent, the world stills. For a moment, no one speaks. They can feel the loss, the absence of Alvin’s presence like a heavy weight in the air. Theodore, Simon, and Brittany stand in stunned silence, the realization sinking in that Alvin is truly gone.)

THEODORE:

(voice barely audible)

He’s gone... he really... he really is gone.

(Simon reaches out, pulling Theodore into a tight hug. Brittany stands beside them, her arms wrapped around both of them, but the loss is undeniable. Alvin is gone, and there’s no fixing this. The promise he made—of coming back—was a sacrifice they never truly understood until now.)

(As they stand there, the sun continues to set, casting the world in a soft, fading light. The moment feels endless, as if time itself has stopped, allowing them to linger in the painful silence of the loss they’re feeling.)

(Finally, after a long pause, Simon whispers, his voice broken.)

SIMON:

(softly)

We’ll keep going. For Alvin. We’ll keep going... together.

(They stand in the fading light, clinging to each other, the memory of Alvin—his laughter, his spirit, his love—forever etched in their hearts. And though he’s gone, they know they’ll carry his memory with them always, no matter how far the journey takes them.)

END

Chapter 8: The Choice

The moment Alvin grasps Theodore’s hand, the world around them shatters. The ground crumbles beneath their feet, and the sky splits open, revealing a kaleidoscope of colors—vivid and strange, as if reality itself is being rewritten. The air hums with an otherworldly energy, a raw force that pulls at Alvin’s very soul.

Alvin’s heart races as he feels the weight of the choice he’s made settling in. The power is overwhelming, and for a brief moment, he wonders if he’s made a terrible mistake. But then he looks at Theodore—his brother’s eyes, dimmed but still holding a glimmer of recognition. That spark of hope is all he needs.

ALVIN:

(gritting his teeth)

I won’t let go. Not again.

(Theodore’s face is a mixture of sadness and disbelief. He opens his mouth to speak but falters, as if the words are trapped in his throat.)

THEODORE:

(weakly, struggling)

Alvin… please… you don’t understand. The price of this…

(Alvin doesn’t let go, his grip tightening around Theodore’s hand, pulling him closer.)

ALVIN:

(firmly)

I understand more than you think. I understand that I won’t lose you. Not again. Not after everything we’ve been through.

(Suddenly, the figure—the one who warned Alvin of the consequences—steps forward from the swirling darkness. Their presence is powerful, radiating an aura of undeniable authority. The figure’s eyes lock onto Alvin with an almost pitying look.)

FIGURE:

(softly)

You’ve chosen this path, Alvin. But know this—the price is steep. You can bring Theodore back. But in doing so, you will give up a part of yourself. The choice you make now will affect both of you forever.

(Alvin’s chest tightens at the weight of their words. His eyes flicker back to Theodore, whose face is now a mask of pain and concern. He feels a rush of guilt, but the thought of losing Theodore again is unbearable.)

ALVIN:

(determined)

I’m ready. Whatever it takes.

(The figure steps aside, gesturing to the swirling vortex ahead. The path is clear, but it’s a dark, uncertain road. The forces at play are pulling at Alvin, trying to make him doubt himself. The ground beneath them trembles, and a low, mournful sound fills the air as if the world itself is mourning what’s about to happen.)

FIGURE:

(somberly)

It’s not just your life you’re gambling with, Alvin. You’re gambling with the fabric of time itself. The very nature of who you are will be altered. You cannot walk away unchanged.

(Alvin takes a deep breath, fighting back the flood of uncertainty trying to take hold of him. He looks down at Theodore, whose eyes are filled with unspeakable sorrow, and he knows, deep down, that Theodore is not the only one who is lost. They both are. But together, they can find their way back.)

ALVIN:

(softly, to Theodore)

We’ve lost so much, Theo… but I’m not going to lose you. Not like this. We’re going home.

(A flicker of hope shines in Theodore’s eyes, but it’s fleeting, replaced by a look of fear. The burden of Alvin’s decision is heavy on them both.)

THEODORE:

(faintly)

You… you don’t know what you’re doing. I… I’m not the same. I’ve been changed by this place. By what’s happened to me…

(Alvin shakes his head, his voice unwavering.)

ALVIN:

(softly)

It doesn’t matter. We’ll figure it out together. I’m not leaving you here.

(The figure steps forward, raising a hand as if to stop them. But Alvin doesn’t falter. His mind is made up.)

FIGURE:

(quietly)

If you do this… if you bring him back, you will break the balance. Everything you’ve known will be altered. The consequences will be far-reaching—far beyond what you can understand.

ALVIN:

(cutting them off)

I don’t care about the consequences. I care about Theodore.

(The figure doesn’t speak, but their expression shifts—an unreadable mixture of admiration and regret.)

FIGURE:

(quietly)

Then it is done. You’ve chosen. And the price will be paid.

(With a final gesture, the figure disappears, leaving Alvin and Theodore standing alone at the edge of the abyss. The light begins to pulse, growing brighter and brighter, surrounding them both in its overwhelming radiance. Alvin’s heart races as the energy surges around them, pulling them forward.)

THEODORE:

(whispering, eyes wide)

Alvin… what’s happening?

(Alvin doesn’t answer. He can feel the power growing within him, seeping into his very being, shifting his reality. The light envelops them both, and for a moment, everything goes still. The entire world is silent, suspended in a moment of impossibly still time.)

ALVIN:

(whispering, eyes closed)

We’re almost there, Theo. Just hold on.

(Suddenly, the light flashes, and Alvin feels the energy surge, overwhelming him. The world around them is pulled apart and reformed in an instant, like a broken mirror shattering and then piecing itself together again. Alvin’s vision goes white, his mind pulled to the edge of consciousness.)

(When the light finally fades, the world around them shifts again. They’re no longer in the strange, twisting place they were before. The ground beneath them is solid, familiar. The dark sky is gone, replaced by the soft glow of dawn.)

(Alvin blinks, trying to process what just happened. The world around them is quiet, peaceful. He’s holding Theodore—his brother, still in his arms. But there’s something different about him. Theodore’s eyes are brighter, clearer, and his expression isn’t one of the pain he had before. It’s something new, something Alvin doesn’t fully understand. Theodore is back, but at what cost?)

ALVIN:

(quietly)

Theo?

(Theodore looks up at him, confusion clouding his face. He opens his mouth to speak, but no words come. Alvin’s breath catches in his chest as he looks into his brother’s eyes—he’s home, but… the change is undeniable.)

ALVIN:

(softly)

Theo, you’re here. You’re with me.

(Theodore looks at Alvin, then at the world around them, and slowly, he nods, still processing everything.)

THEODORE:

(quietly)

I’m… I’m back?

(Alvin nods, but the weight of the change is heavy. As they

stand together, there’s a silent understanding between them. They’re home—but the journey is far from over.)

Chapter 7: The Reckoning

Alvin moves toward the distant light, each step filled with a growing sense of urgency. The tremors beneath his feet intensify, and the air thickens with an oppressive weight. The landscape around him shifts, the once barren terrain now pulsing with strange energy, as though it’s alive, aware of his presence. The darkness ahead is both enticing and terrifying, but Alvin presses on, determined to find Theodore no matter the cost.

As Alvin draws closer to the light, the glow intensifies, bathing the entire area in an ethereal radiance. For a moment, it feels like he’s walking through a dream—a memory of better times, when everything made sense. But reality soon catches up with him as the ground beneath his feet cracks open, and the light abruptly flickers and dims.

ALVIN:

(shouting)

No! Don’t fade now...

(He stumbles, catching himself just before he falls into the growing chasm before him. The light flickers again, and in its pale glow, Alvin sees something—someone—standing at the edge of the abyss. Theodore. But he’s not the same. His eyes are distant, empty, as though the very essence of his being has been taken from him.)

ALVIN:

(breathlessly)

Theodore...!

(Alvin reaches out, desperate, but Theodore doesn’t move. He stands frozen at the edge of the void, his figure almost translucent, as though he’s caught between worlds.)

ALVIN:

(voice cracking)

Theodore! Please, come back to me.

(Theodore’s eyes slowly shift toward Alvin, but they’re not the eyes Alvin remembers. They’re cold, distant, like a stranger standing in his brother’s place. A voice—soft but hollow—speaks, one Alvin doesn’t recognize.)

THEODORE:

(softly, emotionless)

You shouldn’t have come, Alvin. You can’t save me.

(Alvin’s heart breaks as he takes a step forward, but the light flickers again, and suddenly, he’s pulled back. The ground shakes violently, and the abyss before him seems to swallow everything whole.)

ALVIN:

(fighting to stay grounded)

No... I won’t lose you! I can’t! I’ve been chasing you for so long, Theodore. Don’t you remember?

(Theodore’s figure shifts, his face twisting into an expression of pain. It’s clear that whatever force holds him in place is not letting him go without a fight.)

THEODORE:

(voice cracking, strained)

I remember everything... all the years... the laughter... the pain. But none of it matters now. I’ve been lost too long. There’s nothing left of me to save.

(Alvin’s eyes widen in shock, his voice barely a whisper as the weight of Theodore’s words sinks in.)

ALVIN:

(softly)

No. You’re wrong. I can bring you back. We can fix this. I—I will fix this.

(The figure from before—cloaked in darkness—appears once again, watching from the edge of the chasm. They remain silent, observing, their eyes unreadable.)

FIGURE:

(calmly)

You see, Alvin... it’s not just Theodore that’s lost. It’s you too. You’ve come so far, but you’ve forgotten one thing. You cannot undo the past. There are consequences for every choice we make. And your brother has paid the price for yours.

(Alvin’s jaw clenches. He won’t let it end like this. He can’t.)

ALVIN:

(firmly)

Then I’ll pay the price too. I won’t leave without him.

(The figure steps forward, their voice taking on a more commanding tone.)

FIGURE:

(slowly)

Do you understand what that means, Alvin? You want to bring him back, but at what cost? The path you’ve chosen is one of no return. To bring Theodore back, you will have to surrender something even greater than yourself. You cannot simply take him from this place without becoming a part of it. You will lose yourself in the process.

(Alvin looks down at his hands, trembling slightly. His mind races, torn between the overwhelming fear of the unknown and the unshakable need to save his brother. He can hear Theodore’s voice—soft and distant.)

THEODORE:

(weakly)

Please, Alvin... don’t do it.

(Alvin turns to face him, his heart aching with the sight of Theodore—broken, lost. But beneath it all, there’s still a spark of hope, the faintest glimmer of the brother he knows.)

ALVIN:

(voice steady)

I will. I’m not giving up on you. You’re my brother, Theodore. And I’ll do whatever it takes to bring you home.

(The figure watches him silently, a slow, almost sorrowful smile creeping across their face. They nod once, and in that moment, Alvin knows that whatever comes next, he can’t turn back. He steps forward, his hand reaching out toward Theodore.)

FIGURE:

(somberly)

So be it. The choice is yours, Alvin. But remember... once you take that step, there is no going back. You will be changed, forever.

(Alvin closes his eyes for a moment, gathering every ounce of strength he has left. He opens them again, a fierce determination in his gaze. He steps forward and takes Theodore’s hand.)

ALVIN:

(resolutely)

I’m not afraid of change. I’m not afraid of what I might lose. I’m only afraid of losing you again.

(As he grasps Theodore’s hand, the light around them flares up, blinding, intense. The darkness recedes, but the world around them is shifting, breaking apart. Alvin feels the power surge, as though time itself is bending, twisting. He knows, deep down, that whatever happens now will be a reckoning—a test of everything he’s fought for.)

(With a final surge of energy, Alvin pulls Theodore close, holding him tight. The world trembles

, but Alvin’s resolve is unshakable.)

ALVIN:

(whispering)

I’ll bring you home. I promise.

Chapter 6: The Heart of the Storm

The light envelops Alvin, its brilliance blinding, its warmth contrasting with the cold, oppressive air of the abyss. For a moment, everything seems to vanish—the ground, the air, the very sense of self. It feels as if he’s floating in a vast nothingness, his body weightless, his mind adrift. Then, suddenly, the light recedes, and the world snaps back into focus.

Alvin stumbles, his feet landing on solid ground once more. He blinks rapidly, trying to adjust to his surroundings. The air is still thick, but now it feels heavier, more charged. The sky above is dark, swirling with ominous clouds. The landscape stretches out in all directions—endless, barren, and unsettling.

ALVIN:

(whispering to himself)

Where am I?

(Ahead, through the haze, Alvin spots something. A figure, standing motionless in the distance. He squints, the figure seeming both distant and close, as if suspended between realities. His heart leaps in his chest—could it be Theodore?)

(He takes a step forward, his feet heavy but driven by an unshakable sense of urgency. The world around him seems to pulse, as though it’s alive, and with each step he takes, the landscape shifts ever so slightly, like a dream that’s not quite stable.)

ALVIN:

(urgently)

Theodore? Is that you?

(The figure turns slowly. It’s not Theodore, though. It’s someone else—a tall, imposing figure cloaked in dark robes, their face hidden in shadow. Alvin feels a cold shiver run down his spine as the figure regards him with piercing eyes that seem to burn through the very fabric of reality.)

FIGURE:

(softly, voice echoing)

You’re far from home, Alvin. But you’ve crossed the threshold now, haven’t you? You’ve chosen to walk this path.

(Alvin stops, his fists clenched, trying to steady his racing heartbeat.)

ALVIN:

(defiantly)

I’m not here for you. I’m looking for Theodore. I’m going to bring him back.

(The figure chuckles darkly, the sound reverberating like an ancient warning.)

FIGURE:

(smirking)

You think it’s that simple? You think you can just take him? This is a place where the past and the future meet, where the echoes of lost souls linger. What you seek is not just Theodore. It’s the very essence of who you are.

(Alvin steps forward, his eyes narrowing. He won’t be swayed now.)

ALVIN:

(firmly)

I don’t care what you’re saying. Where is he? What have you done to him?

(The figure tilts their head slightly, as though amused by Alvin’s insistence.)

FIGURE:

He’s here, yes. But he’s not the same. He’s been changed, as you will be if you continue this path. Do you truly think you can take back what’s already been lost, Alvin?

(Alvin doesn’t answer immediately. Instead, his mind races—thoughts of Theodore, of everything they’ve been through together. Of all the years he’s spent chasing after his brother. But one thing is certain: he cannot, will not, leave without him.)

ALVIN:

(voice low but steady)

I’m not leaving without him. If I have to fight, I’ll fight. If I have to sacrifice everything... I’ll do it.

(The figure’s eyes gleam with a knowing look, as though Alvin’s resolve amuses them.)

FIGURE:

(slowly)

Then you will see.

(With a sudden motion, the figure raises a hand, and the air around Alvin begins to distort. The world shifts again, faster this time—like a whirlpool of memories, images, and emotions. Alvin’s vision blurs as scenes from his past flash before him: the times he and Theodore laughed together, the times they argued, the times he let his brother slip away. The guilt, the pain, the longing—it all crashes over him in waves.)

ALVIN:

(gripping his head, stumbling)

No... stop! I’m not going to lose him again!

(The swirling images intensify, and Alvin drops to his knees, overwhelmed by the flood of memories. But through it all, one thing remains clear: Theodore’s face, a constant in the chaos.)

ALVIN:

(whispering)

I will save you. I will find you.

(The figure watches, motionless. After a long moment, the whirlwind of emotions stops, the images fading into nothingness. Alvin is left kneeling on the ground, breathless, but resolute.)

FIGURE:

(quietly)

You think your determination will be enough to save him? You think you can undo the choices that have already been made?

(Alvin stands, his body aching from the strain, but his resolve only grows stronger.)

ALVIN:

(through gritted teeth)

I won’t stop. I won’t let you take him from me. I don’t care what it costs.

(The figure remains silent, their presence heavy in the air. Finally, they nod, a slow, deliberate motion, as if acknowledging Alvin’s will.)

FIGURE:

Very well. You will get what you seek. But remember, Alvin... once you take the step forward, you’ll never return the same. Your fate—and Theodore’s—are tied together now, for better or worse.

(The figure steps aside, and before Alvin can react, the ground beneath him begins to tremble again. A new light emerges in the distance—a soft, familiar glow. It’s the same glow he saw earlier, the one that could lead him to Theodore.)

ALVIN:

(whispering, to himself)

I’m coming, Theodore. Just wait for me. I won’t fail you.

(With that, Alvin takes the first step toward the light. His journey has only just begun. The world around him shifts, but he doesn’t falter

. He knows he’s doing the right thing. He has to save his brother, no matter what lies ahead.)

Chapter 5: The Abyss

Alvin trudges through the thick mist, each step feeling heavier than the last. The world around him is a blur of swirling shadows and distant echoes, and the oppressive silence presses in from all sides. He can feel the pull of the power of waking, a dark energy that hums through the air like a storm ready to break. There’s no turning back now.

As he moves forward, the ground beneath him begins to tremble, and a low rumble fills the air. His heart pounds faster, and he tightens his grip on the edge of his jacket. He’s close. He can feel it. He’s close to finding Theodore.

Suddenly, the mist begins to clear. Before him stands a towering, jagged cliff, the dark abyss yawning below it. The air grows colder still, and Alvin’s breath turns to mist in front of him. He’s reached the threshold—the point of no return.

A voice rings out from the darkness. It’s calm but filled with an unsettling familiarity.

VOICE:

(softly, echoing)

You’ve come so far, Alvin. But this place... this is where your journey ends.

(Alvin stops, searching the void around him for the source of the voice. He clenches his fists, trying to steady his racing heart.)

ALVIN:

(sharply)

Show yourself! Where’s Theodore? I know he’s here!

(A figure steps from the shadows, tall and cloaked, their face hidden in darkness. The same figure he saw earlier. They stand in front of the abyss, unmoving.)

FIGURE:

(speaking with a hollow tone)

You think you can control what’s beyond this point? You think you can handle what comes next? You have no idea what you’re truly dealing with.

ALVIN:

(defiantly)

I don’t care what you say. I’m not turning back. Theodore is out there, and I’m going to bring him home.

(The figure laughs softly, the sound unsettling, like the wind howling through a hollow cave.)

FIGURE:

(slowly)

You’ve always been so determined, Alvin. But determination alone won’t save you this time.

(The figure steps aside, revealing a path that leads into a vast, swirling vortex of darkness. The air is thick with energy, vibrating with an unnatural force.)

FIGURE:

This is the cost, Alvin. The power you seek... it’s a force beyond comprehension. Once you step into this, there is no guarantee you’ll come back. There is no guarantee Theodore will even be the same.

(Alvin’s gaze hardens, his voice resolute.)

ALVIN:

(gritting his teeth)

I’m ready. I’ve already lost him once. I won’t lose him again. No matter the cost.

(The figure regards him silently for a long moment, as if weighing his words. Finally, they speak, their voice quieter but still filled with warning.)

FIGURE:

Very well. If this is what you want... then walk the path. But know this: You won’t be the same when you return. The price is more than just your life—it’s everything you’ve ever known.

(Alvin doesn’t hesitate. He steps forward, crossing the threshold into the swirling darkness. The moment his foot touches the edge of the vortex, the world around him seems to implode. The winds howl, and a blinding light engulfs him. He feels the pull of an immense force, dragging him deeper into the abyss. His heart races, his mind swirling with fragments of thoughts and memories, none of them making sense.)

(He struggles to maintain his focus, to hold onto the single thought that’s driving him forward: Theodore. He has to save him. He can’t let him slip away again.)

(In the distance, a faint glow begins to appear, like a distant star shining through the darkness. He pushes toward it, the path ahead growing clearer with each step. He knows that whatever waits for him on the other side, he has no choice but to face it.)

ALVIN:

(breathing heavily, to himself)

I’m coming, Theodore. Just hold on.

(Back in the world of the living, Simon and Brittany remain in the same place they left Alvin, the stillness of the night broken only by their quiet conversation. Despite the uncertainty, they try to hold onto hope.)

SIMON:

(quietly, almost to himself)

I hope he’s okay. I hope he knows what he’s doing.

BRITTANY:

(softly)

He does. Alvin always knows, even when it seems like he doesn’t.

SIMON:

(nods slowly)

I wish I could believe that.

(Simon falls silent, staring out into the night as if waiting for something—anything—that might tell him Alvin is okay. But the night drags on, and the darkness only seems to deepen.)

(Back in the abyss, Alvin is closing in on the light. The path grows more unstable, the forces surrounding him pulling at him in every direction. He can feel the weight of the unknown pressing on him, but he pushes forward, never looking back.)

ALVIN:

(under his breath)

I’ll find him. I’ll bring him back.

(The light grows brighter, and with a final

surge of strength, Alvin steps into it—into whatever awaits him on the other side.)

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Chapter 4: The Crossing

The moon is high in the sky now, casting long, eerie shadows across the landscape. Alvin's steps grow heavier with each passing moment as he moves deeper into the unknown. He can feel the pull of the power of waking, stronger now, almost like an invisible hand guiding him forward. But there’s something else—something darker lingering at the edges of his mind.

He pauses for a moment, standing at the edge of a cliff, looking down at the swirling mist below. There’s no turning back. He’s made his choice. He has to find Theodore. But a nagging doubt creeps in—one he can’t shake.

ALVIN:

(to himself, softly)

I have to do this. I can’t let him stay lost...

(Suddenly, a voice breaks the silence. It’s familiar, though distant, as if coming from somewhere just beyond his reach.)

VOICE:

(calling softly)

Alvin...

(Alvin’s heart skips a beat. He spins around, searching the shadows. The voice is faint but unmistakable. His eyes narrow.)

ALVIN:

(urgently)

Theodore? Is that you?

(A figure steps out from the mist, cloaked in darkness. It’s not Theodore, but someone else—someone who has haunted Alvin’s nightmares. The figure is tall, their silhouette sharp and unnerving.)

ALVIN:

(defiantly)

Who are you?

(The figure smiles, a chilling, almost knowing grin.)

FIGURE:

I’m someone who has been watching you, Alvin. Waiting for you to make your move.

(Alvin’s fists clench, but he stands his ground.)

ALVIN:

I don’t have time for games. Where is he? Where’s Theodore?

(The figure steps closer, their presence overwhelming.)

FIGURE:

You’re so focused on finding him, Alvin... but you’re forgetting something. You’re not the only one who’s been searching. Others are after him too. And you don’t know the cost of what you’re about to do. Do you really think you can save him without paying the price?

(Alvin’s eyes flare with determination.)

ALVIN:

I’ll pay any price. I’ve already lost him once. I’m not losing him again.

(The figure laughs softly, stepping back as if amused by Alvin’s resolve.)

FIGURE:

Then you’re even more foolish than I thought. You’re walking into a storm, Alvin. The kind you won’t be able to escape. You think you’re doing this for Theodore... but in the end, you’re only doing it for yourself. For the part of you that can never let go. The part of you that’s been running, that’s been chasing a dream that was never meant to be.

(Alvin’s breath quickens, but he’s unshaken.)

ALVIN:

I don’t care. I’ll find him. No matter what it takes.

(The figure pauses, their eyes glinting with an almost sadistic pleasure.)

FIGURE:

Very well. But remember this: once you step into the abyss, there’s no guarantee you’ll ever find your way back out. Not even if you wanted to.

(The figure turns, their form beginning to dissipate into the mist. Before they vanish entirely, they leave Alvin with one final warning.)

FIGURE:

(calling back)

The cost is always greater than you think, Alvin. Be careful what you wish for.

(Alvin watches as the figure vanishes, his heart pounding. He stands there for a long moment, contemplating their words. But he knows—he knows what he has to do. He can’t go back now.)

ALVIN:

(to himself, resolved)

I’ll make it back. I will.

(With renewed determination, Alvin steps into the mist, the world around him swirling as he crosses into the unknown. The air grows colder, and the weight of what he’s about to face presses down on him, but he pushes forward, each step more certain than the last.)

(Meanwhile, back with Simon and Brittany, the night stretches on in silence. Simon paces restlessly, unable to shake the feeling that something is terribly wrong. He can’t help but feel that Alvin is walking straight into danger. But there’s nothing he can do to stop it now.)

SIMON:

(softly, to Brittany)

I... I should have stopped him. I should have been stronger.

BRITTANY:

(gently)

Simon, you can’t change what’s happened. But you can believe in him. He’s going to need that when he comes back.

(Simon looks at her, his expression pained, but he nods slowly, trying to fi

nd some semblance of peace.)

SIMON:

(quietly)

I just hope... I hope he’s not too late.

Chapter 3

The night is cold and still. The air carries a sense of foreboding as the door creaks shut behind Alvin. His footsteps echo through the empty street, each one further taking him away from Simon and Brittany, and closer to whatever fate awaits him.

Alvin’s mind races as he walks, determination written on his face. The darkness around him seems to press in, but he keeps moving forward, knowing that there’s no turning back. He has made his decision.

Meanwhile, back inside, Simon stands frozen for a moment longer before shaking himself from his thoughts. He looks over at Brittany, his voice tight with emotion.

SIMON:

(quietly)

Do you think he’ll come back? I mean... truly come back?

BRITTANY:

(supportively)

He will. Alvin doesn’t give up easily. You know that.

SIMON:

(eyes distant)

I don’t think it’s about giving up. It’s... it’s about something deeper. Something he has to prove to himself.

BRITTANY:

(sighing softly)

I know. But you’re not alone, Simon. You don’t have to carry this alone. Alvin will do what he has to do, but he’ll also remember you’re here—waiting for him.

(Simon closes his eyes, pressing a hand to his forehead.)

SIMON:

But what if... What if this time, it’s different? What if he can’t come back?

BRITTANY:

(firmly)

Then we’ll be here, Simon. No matter what happens, we’ll be here.

(Outside, Alvin’s steps quicken as the path ahead becomes more unclear. The shadows seem to grow darker, and a strange energy hums in the air. He can feel it... the power of waking, tugging at him, drawing him closer to whatever awaits.)

ALVIN:

(whispering to himself)

I can’t lose him again. Not this time.

(A flicker of light catches his eye. He turns sharply, spotting a figure in the distance. A familiar face, shrouded in mystery, stands at the edge of the path ahead.)

ALVIN:

(softly, wary)

Who... who are you?

(The figure steps closer, their features gradually becoming clearer in the moonlight. It’s someone Alvin hasn’t seen in years, someone he thought he’d never lay eyes on again.)

FIGURE:

(voice calm but intense)

I’ve been waiting for you, Alvin.

(Alvin takes a step back, a wave of realization washing over him. His heart races, but he knows he’s come too far to turn back now.)

ALVIN:

(sternly)

What do you want from me?

(The figure steps forward, eyes glinting with an almost otherworldly power.)

FIGURE:

(smirking)

You’re about to make a choice, aren’t you? One that will change everything. But you should know... there are always consequences to the paths you take.

(Alvin clenches his fists, ready for whatever challenge lies ahead.)

ALVIN:

(firmly)

I don’t care. I’m doing this for Theodore. And nothing you say is going to stop me.

(The figure chuckles softly, almost sympathetically.)

FIGURE:

(quietly)

We’ll see, Alvin. We’ll see.

(As the figure fades back into the shadows, the wind picks up, the night feeling colder than before. Alvin stands tall, his resolve unshaken as he takes another step forward into the unknown.)

Chapter 2

INT. A MYSTERIOUS WORLD - NIGHT

The scene opens in a surreal, vast world. The ground is made of shimmering, translucent crystals, and the sky is a swirling mix of deep blues, purples, and gold. Alvin stands in the center, looking around, his breath steady but his heart racing. He’s alone, the weight of the journey and the memory of his brother’s face driving him forward. His eyes scan the horizon, determined, not willing to give up.

ALVIN:

(to himself, quietly)

Where are you, Theodore?

The wind whispers around him, carrying echoes of distant voices. He clenches his fists, trying to focus. As he walks, his eyes catch sight of something glowing in the distance—a faint outline that resembles Theodore. Alvin’s pulse quickens, and he takes off, running towards it.

He reaches the figure and calls out, his voice filled with hope and desperation.

ALVIN:

Theodore! It’s me, Alvin! You’re not alone, buddy. I’m here!

The figure turns, and for a moment, Alvin’s heart leaps. But as he gets closer, the figure flickers, vanishing into the air like smoke. Alvin stops in his tracks, staring in disbelief. The world around him shudders, and he falls to his knees in frustration.

ALVIN:

(voice shaking)

Not again...

He slams his fists into the ground, his frustration turning to anger.

ALVIN:

(angry)

Why do you keep slipping away from me? Why?!

The wind picks up again, the voice in the air becoming clearer, almost like a soft whisper. A deep, familiar voice echoes through the space, but Alvin doesn’t recognize it fully yet.

VOICE (softly):

Alvin...

ALVIN:

(looking around frantically)

Who’s there? Is that you, Theodore?

The voice continues, growing clearer, but it’s not Theodore’s. Instead, it’s an ethereal presence that seems to be tied to the world around him.

VOICE (ethereal):

You cannot keep chasing him, Alvin. This world doesn’t work like you think it does. The power you use to search... it binds you here, just like it binds him. You may never return.

Alvin stands up slowly, shaking his head, the words hanging heavy in the air.

ALVIN:

(angrily)

I don’t care! I’ll do whatever it takes. I can’t leave him out there... alone. I promised.

The world trembles as if the very fabric of reality is pushing back against him. The voice grows more insistent.

VOICE (warning):

You’re treading a dangerous path, Alvin. The more you search, the further you drift from home. You will lose everything... even yourself.

Alvin’s eyes flash with determination. His mind flashes back to Simon’s warning. But his resolve hardens.

ALVIN:

(steadily)

I don’t care. I’ll find him, and I’ll bring him back. No matter what it takes.

He begins walking again, this time more cautiously, as the path ahead seems to shift and change, almost mocking him. But Alvin doesn’t hesitate.

ALVIN:

(whispers to himself)

I promised Simon I’d come back. And I will. But I can’t stop now. I won’t.

The ground shifts under his feet as he walks forward, each step becoming harder to take. He falls, but catches himself before hitting the ground, pushing through the difficulty with relentless determination.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, Alvin sees a faint light in the distance. He quickens his pace, heart racing. As he approaches, the figure becomes clearer—a shadow of Theodore, only this time, it doesn’t flicker away. It stands still, waiting. Alvin’s heart skips a beat.

ALVIN:

(quietly, desperate)

Theodore? Is that really you?

The figure remains silent, but Alvin can feel an energy shift in the air—something is different. The voice from before returns, warning him one last time.

VOICE (softly):

If you reach him, there is no going back. The bond will be broken, and you will remain here, lost forever.

Alvin doesn’t respond. He takes another step forward, a mix of fear and resolve in his eyes. He reaches out for Theodore, his

fingers brushing against the form in front of him.

And then, the world shifts.

Chapter 1

INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

The room is dimly lit, the only sound is the quiet hum of the air conditioning. Alvin stands by the door, his hand gripping the handle tightly. His expression is resolute, but the weight of the decision is heavy on his heart. Simon stands near the window, looking at him, worry etched on his face. Brittany is sitting on the couch, watching them both closely.

SIMON:

(softly)

Alvin... this isn’t the way. We can find Theodore, together. We’ll figure it out. There’s always a way if we work together.

ALVIN:

(shaking his head, determined)

No, Simon. This is the way. I have to go.

SIMON:

But... what if it’s too dangerous? What if you can’t make it back? Theodore’s out there, yes, but you—(pauses, searching for the right words)—you can’t just risk everything, Alvin. Not again.

ALVIN:

(sternly)

You don’t get it. My whole journey began the day I lost him. Every time I find him, he slips away again. I’ve been running after him, thinking this time would be the one... that we’d finally be together. But he’s out there, alone... and I can’t let him stay there, not for one more second.

(Simon steps closer, his voice filled with emotion.)

SIMON:

You don’t have to do this alone. I’ve always been there for you, and I’ll be there for you now. Don’t... don’t push me away, Alvin.

ALVIN:

(voice breaking slightly)

I’m sorry, Simon. I need to do this. I need to finish it, and I need to do it my way. You’ve been with me through everything, but this... this is my path now.

(Simon tries to hold Alvin’s gaze, a mix of pleading and desperation in his eyes.)

SIMON:

(urgently)

Please, Alvin... don’t use the power of waking. You know what it costs. If you save him... you won’t come back. Do you understand that? You won’t come back.

ALVIN:

(firmly)

I will. I promise, Simon. I’ll come back before you even know it.

(Simon stands in silence, the weight of his worry too much to bear.)

SIMON:

(voice trembling)

But how can you be sure?

(Brittany, who has been silent until now, stands up and moves toward Simon. She places a gentle hand on his shoulder, her voice calm but unwavering.)

BRITTANY:

Simon... you have to let him go. His heart and mind are made up. He’s already decided what he has to do. You just have to believe in him.

(Simon looks at Brittany, then back at Alvin. His gaze softens, and a tear slips down his cheek. He tries to hold it together but the fear for his brother is too much.)

SIMON:

(softly, with a shaky voice)

Alvin... I... I can’t lose you too.

ALVIN:

(reassuringly)

You won’t. I’ll be back. I’ll be back before you even realize it. Just... trust me.

(There’s a long silence. Simon swallows hard, trying to keep his composure. He finally nods, his voice barely above a whisper.)

SIMON:

(slowly)

I trust you... but please, be careful. Please...

(Alvin gives a small, grateful smile, though his eyes are filled with sadness. He turns to the door.)

ALVIN:

I will, Simon. I’ll see you soon.

(Simon stands frozen, watching him, and Brittany stands beside him, trying to offer support. Alvin turns the handle, opens the door, and steps out into the night.)

BRITTANY:

(softly, to Simon)

He’ll be alright. He always is.

(Simon nods but doesn’t speak, his eyes still fixed on the door as if waiting for Alvin to return. He wipes away the tear threatening to fall, and Brittany wraps a comforting arm around his shoulders. Together, they stare into the darkness, uncertain of what’s to come but holding on to hope.)

[Scene: The Chipmunks' living room. The atmosphere is quiet and somber. Alvin and Simon are sitting on the couch, both looking down, clearly affected by the recent loss of their beloved pet, Cookie Chomper III. There's a bowl of cookies on the coffee table, the remnants of the pet’s favorite snack. A photo of Cookie Chomper III is on the table as well.]

Alvin:

(quietly) I keep expecting to hear him run across the floor... that little pitter-patter of his paws. But... it’s not there anymore.

Simon:

(sighs deeply) I know. Every time I walk into the kitchen, I expect to see him sitting there, waiting for his next treat. But... he's not.

Alvin:

(voice trembling) I miss him, Simon. He was... more than just a pet. He was... family.

Simon:

(nods slowly) Yeah. He really was. He had this way of making everything feel... lighter. Even when things were tough. He always knew how to make us laugh. Even when we didn’t feel like it.

[A long silence hangs between them as they both stare at the photo of Cookie Chomper III.]

Alvin:

(softly) I keep wondering if I could’ve done something. Maybe if I was more careful, he’d still be here. I—

Simon:

(quiet but firm) Alvin... it's not your fault. You loved him, and we both did everything we could to make sure he was happy. You can't change what happened, but we can remember the good times.

Alvin:

(looking up at Simon) Yeah... I know. (pauses) But it doesn’t make it hurt any less, does it?

Simon:

(shakes head) No, it doesn’t. (beat) But I think that’s okay. Because it means we truly loved him. And that love... that's something we’ll carry with us forever.

Alvin:

(quietly) You’re right. We gave him a good life, and he gave us so much love in return. It’s not something we’ll ever forget.

[They both look at the photo again, and Alvin reaches over to grab Simon’s hand.]

Alvin:

(sincerely) Hey, I know we’re both feeling this, but... I want you to know that I’m here. I might not always say it, but... I love you, Simon. We’re in this together, always.

Simon:

(soft smile, squeezing Alvin’s hand) I love you too, Alvin. And I’m here for you. We have each other, and that’s something we can hold on to.

Alvin:

(nods, blinking back tears) I guess... sometimes love isn’t just about the fun moments. It’s about the hard ones too.

Simon:

(speaking gently) Exactly. The hard ones remind us how strong we are together, and how much we really mean to each other. We have each other’s backs, no matter what.

Alvin:

(voice breaking) Even through... even through stuff like this?

Simon:

(voice calm but steady) Especially through stuff like this. It’s the tough moments that remind us how much we need each other. And Cookie Chomper III... well, he’s always going to be a part of us. But we’ll keep moving forward, together.

Alvin:

(sniffles) Yeah. Together.

[They both sit in silence for a moment, holding hands, as the weight of their loss settles in. But there’s a sense of peace too, knowing they have each other.]

Alvin:

(soft chuckle) Guess we need to finish those cookies, huh?

Simon:

(raising an eyebrow) You mean the ones Cookie Chomper III didn’t eat? Yeah, sure, we should probably do that.

Alvin:

(grinning through his tears) Hey, he would’ve wanted us to.

Simon:

(smirking) I’m sure he would’ve. But only if we save the last one for him.

[They both laugh, a bittersweet but genuine moment of joy, finding comfort in each other.]

This scene captures their emotional vulnerability and the deep bond between them, showing how love for each other helps them navigate even the toughest losses.

“When Dave is injured and taken away by Ambulance, the chipmunks watch sadly”

THEODORE: It'll be ok, Alvin.

ALVIN: It'll be ok? Dave is fighting for his life, and you think it'll be okay!? 😠

SIMON: Theodore is simply trying to comfort you.

ALVIN: Comfort’s not what I need right now. I need to stop him, by any means necessary.

THEODORE: Wait, you don't mean….

ALVIN: The Master Emerald.

SIMON: The Emerald must never be wielded by vengeance, not ever. We swore a sacred oath.

ALVIN: Don't talk to me about oaths! Not now!

THEODORE: But you told Dave using the Emerald wasn't the right choice.

ALVIN: Well now it's the ONLY choice! And if neither of you have the guts to help me, then I'll do it alone!

THEODORE: But I thought the 3 of us were brothers! I thought that's what made us special! 🥺

ALVIN: I'm not asking you twice Simon. Where is the Master Emerald?

SIMON: Your heart is being consumed by anger, Alvin. You are in no position to make decisions right now.

THEODORE: I know you're upset about Dave. We all are!

ALVIN: Last chance. Where…IS IT!!? 😡😡

SIMON: Don't do this!

(Alvin and Simon look at each other with angry expressions until Simon calms down)

Part of our oath is to trust each other, and I must abide by that promise

even if you have chosen to break it.

As promised.

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