Previously back to 702 Liberty Lane Seville from rescuing... "Panting! That's close," Alvin. His blue-clad oldest brother chipmunk Simon Seville seems relief now." "Nor me too, Simon. Huh?" He agreed with him. "Wow! Is it a doll figure," Alvin? His green-clad little brother chipmunk Theodore Seville came here from the living room. "No. I tell you that Simon and I been fought with his new project shrinking Ray when I accidentally to zap at Dave to reduce into a tiny doll size this morning," Theodore. He confessed him. "Really!?" "Yeah. I'm afraid so, Theodore. Oh, wells?" His red-clad middle troublemaker brother chipmunk Alvin Seville replied. "I am hungry that I want to eat some ham sandwich with a tomato and lettuce now," Theodore. My beloved shrinking husband Dave is standing on Alvin's right hand now. "Of course! Come on my hand. I will make it for you can eat this," Dave. His adopted green-clad ten years old CGI animated remake chubby son chipmunk Theodore Seville nodded his head and repeatedly to him recently.
Afternoon in the chipmunks' room... "Sighs. We think about Dave might be our shrinking dad that he is too teeny to edit on his festival songs and his career at recording studio," Simon. His red-clad middle troublemaker brother chipmunk Alvin Seville sat down on the red bed next to Simon's blue bed. "Maybe we should talk to our adopted human stepmom Dionne Seville when she comes home from work," Alvin? He puzzled him. "Of course! That's sounds so good idea."
Whatever funny happens evening in the dining room... "Give me some peas that I need to put them on my doll white ceramic plate please," Dionne? My beloved shrinking husband Dave Seville sat down on the doll chair with a doll tablecloth on the normal-size white tablecloth recently. "Positive! I serve few peas on this, Dave. Huh? I have to get it now," Boys? His normal-size beloved African American mental retardation wife Dionne Seville replied him, though she heard someone presses the doorbell is ringing now. "Sure," Mom. They nodded and repeatedly to her.
Outside of the red front door... "Hello Miss Croner! What you want to talk about?" "Your brat sons Alvin and Simon trespassing my property and bait my cat by tuna fish," Mrs. Seville. My grumpy neighborhood Miss Croner complained about it. "Don't worry. I will talk to them. I am sorry about happens again," Miss Croner. She understood whatever her grumpy neighborhood Miss Croner said. "Tell them stay away from my property and cat?" "Okay. No problem. Bye, Miss Croner. Alvin!!!" The chipmunks' adopted human stepmom Dionne Seville closed the red front door and yelled his name recently. To be continued...