Cherry and the Chipmunk Adventure

chapter 8

Meanwhile, Atticus and the Chipmunks camped out in a jungle-like area, they had a fire and were intheir sleeping bags, Theodore was very scared and nervous about sleeping like this.

"Hey, you wanna sleep with me, Theodore?" Atticus asked him.

Theodore sniffled a little, scooting closer to him.

"Let's call it a night, guys," Simon removed his glasses and folded them really close to his bag. "Night..."

Alvin yawned as he got comfortable. "Night..."

Atticus and Theodore slept close together. It was a normal night of sleeping, the fire eventually died out. There were some jungle people rustling in the bushes though. Theodore thought he heard something weird, but he ended up being kidnapped by one of the natives while his brothers and friend kept sleeping.

The next morning was a surprise for them.

The three went wandering, calling Theodore's name quietly.

"HEY, THEO-" Alvin yelled to get attention, but they were welcomed by poisonous spears to kill them. "Oh, boy..."

Simon looked scared to death.

"*gulps* Um, hello, have any of you seen someone in this jungle?" Atticus asked them, while describing what Theodore looked like.

"We need to return our chubby butter ball brother." Alvin added, he then offered some of his clothes and boom box to make peace with the natives.

The natives looked to each other, then stripped the boys, putting them in loincloths and strapped them up as prisoners, but at least they weren't going to be killed.

One of the natives walked by with Alvin's music and even wore one of Alvin's sweaters.

"At least we aren't going to be killed." Atticus said.

"What about Theodore?" Simon wondered.

"Oh, I hate to imagine what they're doing to the poor guy..." Alvin groaned.

The natives were now bowing as they were given their new prince. It was Theodore! He was eating from a big bowl of food given to him by the natives.

"Theodore?" Atticus said out of confusion.

Theodore looked over and smiled. "Alvin, Simon, Atticus!"

Since Theodore knew these 'trespassers', the natives released them.

"Theodore what is going on?" Atticus asked.

"I dunno," Theodore shrugged. "I thought these guys were gonna kill me, but they just gave me a big buffet of food!"

The natives chattered about Alvin, Simon, and Atticus.

"What are they saying?" Alvin asked his smarter brother.

"It seems they think we're Theodore's personal assistants, if we refuse, it's death..." Simon translated nervously.

"Wait they think we're his what?" Atticus asked simon hoping he didn't hear that correctly.

"Personal Assistants," Simon repeated for Atticus. "It seems we have to serve Theodore now if we want to live to see tomorrow."

Alvin didn't like the sound of that, but it looked like he had no choice.

"Won't that be fun, guys?" Theodore smiled, not seeing anything wrong with that.

Atticus began to explain to Theodore of what assistants were and of how it was fun to be an assistant.

"Oh, okay," Theodore giggled, he thought it was a game.