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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.

New one

Red shirt and beige jacket

Whoa, easy buddy, Simon doesn't want to fight you.

Merry Christmas Alvin! ?

Finally done.

New pic

As I made things more emotional, thought I'd use a background edit, and it works. ?

???

Quote from Pentrep

The last one reminds me of the Temple of Doom.

It's all from Midas's Palace from Tomb Raider. ?

When he's confused with the puzzle.

Pulling off Shadow the Hedgehog vibes

The Chipmunks outside of the Croft Manor, ready for their adventure! ❤️??

Here it is!

Currently doing a new one.

In a Spanish battle

Shades Animation # 2

Brush animation

Putting on shades Animation