Thunderstorms in 702 Liberty Lane of Seville house... "Colossal Dave, time for nap." His CGI animated normal-size tween babysitter came in from the kitchen. "One more watch on Captain Ranger Show," Dionne. A CGI animated colossal childish man sits on the flooring hardwood carpet tiles near 3k8 mega TV screen monitor on the TV stand. "Come on. You need to nap now." "Aw!"
In the chipmunks' room... "Sweet dreams," Colossal Dave. His normal-size CGI animated tween babysitter left out of the gigantic white door and closed it. "She treats me like a five year old!? I wish switch size with her. Yawning! Snoring loudest!" He was napping now.
Dreaming of on his child-size brown bed... "Yawning! Oh?" "Dave, her mom Ms. Paulette called me that you can babysit colossal tween Dionne today." His adoptive parenting red-clad ten years old CGI animated remake troublemaker dad chipmunk Alvin Seville comes in. "Hold on. She is a tween colossal right," Dad? He seems puzzled. "Of course! I guess so."
Arrival at the gigantic pink front door of the Allen resident... "Good morning little Dave, Come in." My normal-size mom opens it and take a look at the CGI animated midget babysitter is standing on the doorstep. "Sure! I guess so, Ms. Paulette. Whoa!?" "Mom! Oh?" Her colossal tween daughter stopped to stomping, but she suspected at this. "Dionne, your midget babysitter little Dave watch you can be good while I have to go work?" "Yep," Mom. Her colossal tween daughter nodded and answered says yep to my normal-size mom still standing on the flooring rug lavender carpet near him. "Here's my number cellphone if my colossal daughter is sick or get trouble then call me only case emergency," little Dave? "Absolutely! No problem," Ms. Paulette. The CGI animated midget babysitter man replied to her.
Meanwhile in the kitchen... "I won't eat yucky Brussel sprouts," little Mr. Seville! A CGI animated colossal tween brat girl refused to eat that. "You can eat them," colossal Dionne. He said. "No! I take a chocolate chip cookies from the jar." "Give it back to me!" My CGI animated midget childish babysitter man ordered. "No way! Bye," Little Mr. Seville! I rush out of the kitchen headed the upstairs. "Hey! I have a great idea of pretending to calling her mom Ms. Paulette." He has a spark idea of using his blue cellphone to pretend call my mom.
Whatever funny happens in my master bedroom of the Allen resident... "Mmm... Oh?" A CGI animated colossal tween girl overheard at that. "Ms. Paulette, your colossal daughter Dionne refuses to eat her healthy Brussel sprouts because she attempts to take chocolate chip cookies from the jar." My CGI animated midget childish babysitter man is outside of the hallway near the gigantic white door, so he pretends to calls my mom. "Oh?! Don't do it! Here's some cookies," little Mr. Seville. "All right. Go back the downstairs and eat your lunch Brussel sprouts right now," Colossal Dionne. "Yep." She seems pouting and walked out of her room. "Not bad! I'm her midget babysitter to teach colossal childish tween Dionne to learn a lesson about this."
Finally his dreams is over... "Little Dave!" His normal-size tween babysitter wakes him up now. "Yawning! What's time," Dionne? "It's four '0 clock. Wash your hands that I put your dinner Brussel sprouts on your gigantic white plate on the tablecloth in the dining room." "Sure! I guess so. I am having a weird dream of switch size place with her that she's a colossal childish tween brat girl and I was her midget babysitter man to treats Dionne. Giggles! Winking eye!" The end!