Alvin and the Chipmunks: Still Standing Tall (with Sonicmixer)

[SDCharm]

"Yeah we do." Theodore sighed. He hated being cruel to people of course. But Alvin's predicament required a new kind of special attention at the moment. He had an idea but he wasn't sure that it'd follow through just yet.

"Go ahead. You can change him Simon. The laxative was your idea." Theodore smirked.

[sonicmixer]

Simon sighed as she took out the dirty diaper out from under Alvin's bottom, cleaned him, put a fresh one under, powdered him, and taped it on. This new one was colored pink and decorated with ribbons on the sides. There was a big picture of Britney on the bottom. "We just have to find a way to jog his memory.."

[SDCharm]

Alvin's dirty underwear was tossed in the garbage. He was out a pair of briefs because, quite frankly, Theodore wasn't going to bother cleaning them for him.

After a while Alvin recovered and sat up, rubbing his head in confusion. "Oh... ohhh... wha happened to me?"

"You went a little crazy but hopefully you're okay now. Do you remember anything?" Theodore asked.

Alvin shook his head. "... No."

Theodore sighed. "Alright. I don't know if this will work but I'll try it." Theodore pulled out one of Alvin's sweaters with the big yellow A on it. This one was different though. It was the one he wore the night of his drinking spree. It had been put in the dirty clothes and handed been washed yet so he it smelled that night was relatively the same considering it had only been about a day or two since.

"Take a wiff. Tell me if anything comes to mind." Theo said holding it to Alvin's nose.

"I'm not a dog, Theo. I ca-" Alvin blinked as he took the smell in. "Ugh! Smells like cheap alcohol...! Guh... oh... owww..." Alvin suddenly grabbed his head. "Head... hurtssss..."

Theodore's idea had done something. What he did exactly though, he didn't know. "Alvin...?"

Alvin grunted. Several out of context images flashed in his mind as he let out tiny gulps of pain.

[sonicmixer]

Simon raised his eyebrow in curiosity. "What's going on here? What's happening? Is he remembering something? He had a good feeling coming on. "Quick Theodore, do something else to jog his memory!"

[SDCharm]

"Well... I don't think I have anything else..." Theodore said shyly. He honestly didn't even expect this to have any sort of effect.

Alvin dropped to his knees and let tears spill from his eyes. "Oww... it hurts... what is it... ? There's a lot of screaming and ... splashes of water... What's 7-Eleven?!... I don't get it!"

[sonicmixer]

Simon gulped, her had to do something and quick. He then looked down at himself and then got an idea. One he knew he was going to regret later. He quickly began dancing around like a ballerina. "Hey Alvin, does this jog any memories?"

[SDCharm]

Alvin looked up and saw Simon. He winced and flinched a bit. Suddenly he stopped crying and began to chuckle a bit, his head stopped hurting for a second.

"I remember... getting you into a tutu and tricking you into dancing in front of a crowd like that..."

[sonicmixer]

Simon blushed but kept on dancing. "Yes that's right. It was degrading. And do you also remember this?" He quickly took a nearby glass of lemonade he was drinking and poured it down his diaper to make it look like he had wet himself. "Do you remember this?"

[SDCharm]

Alvin smiled. More flashes of things from before were coming back. "Uh-huh! Y-yeah! We played a game... and the loser was put into diapers to make me happy... to make me happy because..."

"Because?" Theodore urged.

"... Something happened... on a stage...?" Alvin tried to pry for more memories.

"We're a band Alvin. We're Alvin and the Chipmunks. You're the leader! Remember?"

"A... a band..." Alvin rummaged through his memories. He remembers liking instruments and for some reason singing sounded wonderful... but he didn't remember any band...

[sonicmixer]

Simon groaned, he was running out of material. "Quick Theodore, throw on a funny outift! I think it will help!"