Authors Note: I know that I've already posted and reposted my story, but now that I've become a better writer over the past year, I just want to give it another go, just to make it more accurate and interesting.

Some chapters will be different, but a majority will stay the same. I hope this won't annoy you too much, but I just thought there was a few things that really needed to be redone.

Blind Observation

Part One: The Accident.

The audience roared as America's two most famous bands finished their last song together in triumph. The Chipmunks and Chipettes had just set a new world record for the longest concert ever held without a break, 7 days long.

The two lead singers, Alvin Seville and Brittany Miller, proudly bowed, followed by their brothers and sisters. All six chipmunks were on the verge of collapse, absolutely exhausted by their effort for charity to the Red Cross. With a huge grin, their manager and father figure, Dave Seville, walked on from side stage and picked each of them up one by one. All six chipmunks slumped in his arms.

"Thank you and goodnight!" Dave called to the audience, "And have a safe drive home!"

Dave walked off stage as the stage hands came on to pack away the instruments and equipment. Fans were waiting for their idols as he exited with them through the back stage door. Luckily, the car wasn't too far away and within a few moments of harassment, Dave managed to open the door and slide in, dropping the chipmunks gently on the passenger seat.

"We'll be home in an hour, kids," Dave said reassuringly, but they weren't listening. All six of them were asleep. Dave smiled at his charges as he backed out of the car park and drove onto the highway.

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Just like Dave had promised, an hour later they were finally home. Dave reluctantly shook them awake and they all trudged into the house for dinner. Nobody was willing to cook, so Chinese food was on the menu for the night. Theodore and Eleanor would usually scoff their food down like hungry wolf, but tonight they just slowly chewed away at their rice like everybody else.

"I am so proud of all of you," Dave told them after dinner, "When you told me you were going to set this world record, I thought the whole lot of you were absolutely nuts. But you made the commitment and you stuck it through to the end. Congratulations."

"Thanks Dave," they croaked in unison. Everybody's voices were just about to give in and surrender. The living room was uncharacteristically quiet. All of them seemed to be drifting in and out of focus, lying against each other on the couch, just waiting for sleep to take over. If one chipmunk yawned, the rest of them followed like a Mexican wave or a game of Chinese Whispers. Dave noticed this and chuckled quietly to himself.

"Man, Idon't think I've ever been so tired before," groaned Simon, taking off his glasses and rubbing his eyes," Off to bed I think." And with that, he with Jeanette slumped off to bed.

"Good night you two," said Dave.

"Good night Dave," the bespectacled chipmunks replied in unison. Theodore and Eleanor weren't far behind them, leaving Brittany, Alvin and Dave still in the living room.

"Alvin..." mumbled Dave, lying back on his recliner, eyes closed."It's cold in here, turn the heater on won't you?"

"Make Brittany do it..." groaned Alvin in response.

"Brittany, turn the heater on."

"Make Alvin do it, Dave," said Brittany with yet another yawn.

"Alvin turn the heater on."

"Brittany, tell Dave to do it."

"Dave, turn the heater on!"

"No! You do it if you're that cold!"

"Fine, I'll do it!"

"Thanks Alvin, you're a legend!"

"Yeah, whatever!" grumbled Alvin as he hauled himself over to the heater. Why can't Dave turn the heater on? Why can't Brittany turn the heater on? They've both got legs and hands. But no. Always has to be Alvin! Alvin this and Alvin that! Alvin, Alvin, Alvin, ALVIN!

He found the red switch and flicked it on-

BOOM!

With a huge blow to his 8 inch body, Alvin was thrown back into a cabinet, smashing into several photo frames. He hit the back of it with a sickening thud. His eyes watered and seared, and the glass from the frames cut into his legs and back. He tried to sit up, but collapsed again as he started yelling in total agony. For him, this was a totally new experience in pain.

"Alvin!" screamed Brittany. Now wide awake she bounded over to her counterpart and turned him onto his stomach. Wanting to help, she slid his sweater off his limp body and attempted to remove the several shards of glass stuck in his back. Jeanette and Eleanor all rushed over to assist her, leaving Simon and Theodore to console their injured brother. Dave was nowhere to be seen.

"Alvin...just calm down," said Simon in a soft tone, attempting to hold Alvin still so he'd stop thrashing around.

"I can't!"

"It's gonna be alright!" cried Theodore, who was nearly in tears from seeing his eldest brother in such distress.

"No it's not! My eyes! I can't open them!"

Suddenly, Dave came galloping out from the laundry, carrying a blanket. He ran over to the cabinet and wrapped it around Alvin's body. He gently lifted Alvin up and cradled him close to his chest. He looked back to the others and said, "I'll take him to the vet clinic a couple of blocks away. Just go to bed and try to get some sleep for now. If anything happens I'll call you."

Clutching onto his son in his arms tightly, Dave sprinted to his car and wrenched open the door. Once inside, he laid Alvin down on the passenger seat and wrapped the seat belt securely around him. Alvin whimpered helplessly for the whole drive.

He blasted through the front doors to the clinic, looking quite the maniac as he yelled "Help! Please, there's been a gas explosion!"

One of the assistants quickly led him to a room. "Just wait here and stay calm. The vet well be with you in a moment." She said calmly before closing the door behind her. Dave took a deep breath before sitting in a seat against the wall. Alvin whimpered in Dave arms and started sobbing heavily. He was crying more out of fear then pain.

Dave looked down and moved the opening of the blanket, revealing his son. All of the fur on Alvin's face had been badly singed and his eyes were shut tight, hiding the damage. Down his back were a few deep cuts, bleeding away. His whole body was shaking hard as he choked on his sobs. Dave tried to console him by gently rubbing behind his ear.

"Shh, Alvin. It's going to be okay," Dave soothed. Alvin buried his head into Dave's chest so his crying became muffled. Dave shifted his seat a little, causing Alvin to yelp as it jolted his ribcage.

The Vet walked into the room. He gently took Alvin from Dave's arms and laid him on the cushioned table nearby. "I see you've managed to remember everything I taught you during college Dave. I'm impressed." He said smugly, looking over at Dave with a knowing grin. Dave stared at the Vet in confusion. How does he know my name?...Wait a minute, I know that grin! Could it be-?

"Chris! Is that you?" cried Dave.

"Yep, it's me. So this is Alvin, correct?" questioned Chris. Dave nodded. Chris unwrapped and removed the blanket from the chipmunks body. The cold air stung on Alvin's burnt face and cuts, he let out another whimper between sobs. Dave gazed worriedly at Alvin's reaction, but resisted his urge to hug him again.

Alvin winced as Chris turned him onto his stomach. "Please, make it stop!"he pleaded

"Alright, just relax," Chris said in a soothing voice. He placed a small mask over Alvin's burnt face and turned on the anaesthesia."Take slow, deep breaths and in your mind count to 10."

1...2.. Alvin began to feel drowsy.3...4...5.. His body was going completely numb..6...7...8.. he was losing consciousness...9..10.

"He's under." Announced Chris. Dave sighed as the assistant from earlier came back into the room. "Dave, I'm sorry, but I need you to wait outside now. I promise will do everything we can for him."

Dave went outside into the waiting room, immediately feeling worried. He sat in another chair and attempted to read an old edition of National Geographic. But his mind kept wandering back to thinking about his son. Alvin hadn't been able to open his eyes...what was wrong with them?...Was he going to be ok?...Will he be able to see again?