Brittany: Rise and shine, sleepyheads!

Alvin: *yawns* It's too early for this cringe, Britt.

Brittany: It's too early for YOU being here, but you don't see US complaining, do you?

Simon: Harsh. *turns to the camera* Don't forget to enter the Chipmunk Awards contests!

Brittany: Anywho, we have a dare today, from @iamsir17.

Simon: *strokes his chin* Interesting username.

Brittany: It's for Alvin.

Alvin: Great. More punishment for me. What have I done to deserve this?

Simon: Umm... let me think... EVERYTHING.

Eleanor: Ooh, I hope it's something difficult!

Brittany: Me too. It says... "I dare Alvin to repent for his bad deeds, and fight the doom slayer to death."

Jeanette: Uhhh... what's that supposed to mean?

Simon: And what's a 'doom slayer'?

Alvin: Oh, I know that! I've got that video game, where we have to fight the doom slayer.

Simon: Okay... so, first off, you have to apologise for all the bad stuff you did. Hmm... that could take a LOOONG time, so how about you just apologise for today's stuff.

Alvin: Seriously? What have I done to any of you today?

Simon: Don't play dumb with ME, Mister!

Brittany: Yeah! Am I just supposed to believe my straighteners disappeared into thin air?

Alvin: That's a possibility—

Brittany: NO, IT'S NOT!

Eleanor: Yeah, Alvin! 'Fess up, mister! Where the heck is my football pump?

Alvin: Hey, that's not fair! Why are you accusing ME of stealing it?

Eleanor: Who else here plays football?

Alvin: Well, actually, Theodore plays it.

Theodore: I-I do?

Alvin: *raises his eyebrows* YES, Theodore—

Eleanor: You're terrible at lying, Alvin.

Alvin: That was Theodore's fault! He's the one who made it obvi—

Eleanor: GET YOUR OWN FOOTBALL PUMP, ALVIN!

Alvin: Alright, okay! *puts his hands in the air* Sorry, guys! Sheesh...

Simon: Huh. You're not half as bad with this apologising thing.

Alvin: Why thank you, Si. Now, who's next?

Simon: Me. I know you stole my breakfast bars, Alvin.

Alvin: And HOW would you know that?

Simon: Fingerprints. It was your sticky ol' prints right over the box.

Alvin: What the— You have my fingerprints?

Simon: Not just yours. *looks at Theo and Chipettes* All of yours!

Theodore & Chipettes: WHAT?!

Simon: You never know when they'll come in handy! Like now, for instance.

Eleanor: Not cool, Simon.

Brittany: Yeah!

Jeanette: I'll sure think twice before messing with you.

Simon: My point exactly. Proof that my plans are fail-safe.

Jeanette: Anyways, Alvin. Let's get to business. Care to explain what you did with my shower curtains?

Simon: Sh-shower curtains? Alvin, is there ANYTHING you DON'T steal?

Eleanor: You know, Al, you'd make a pretty neat burglar... if you didn't leave so many clues behind.

Alvin: Ha-ha, hilarious. Besides, Jeanette, what would I do with them?

Jeanette: I dunno! What would ANYONE do with curtains?

Simon: Wait.. you don't mean, the stripy purple ones with the golden rings?

Jeanette: Uh... Y-yes?

Simon: ALVINNN!!!

Jeanette: Oh no, Alvin, what have you done?

Alvin: Tsk... nothing! I only like, used it for my art project—

Jeanette: ALVINNN!!!

Alvin: Okay, alright, sorry, Jean. Theodore, how can I apologise to you?

Theodore: You took Talkin' Teddy, didn't you?

Alvin: Only 'cause it's humiliating! Believe me, I am trying to HELP you, Theodore—

Simon: By stealing his childhood? Yeah. Reeeaal helpful.

Alvin: Exactly! Anyways, now what?

Simon: "Fight the doom slayer to death."

*two hours later after trying to beat the doom slayer*

156th Attempt Later...

Alvin: *tired* Fiiiiiinallyyyy... that doom slayer... *yawn* is a fighter...

All: *snore*