Pilot journey of wrap worm hole... "AHH! I wonder where I am going head to!?" Alvin's and Brittany's adopted human teeny childish son Dave Seville panicked.

Tonight on my white bed in my master bedroom at 105 Burtonwood Dr. "Snoring! Oh? What's going on with a weird glowing worm hole?" A live-action teenager African American mental retardation brat girl woke up and puzzled at it. "AHH! Ouch! Don't close yet!? Oh." He landed on my white bed. "Wow! It's Dave Seville here." She noticed at him. "That's a huge shadow here. Oh!? Stay away from me," the giant girl!? "Don't be afraid. My name is Dionne Allen of your fan club that I watched you are yelling says Alvin! On my favorite TV show of Alvinn!!! And the chipmunks," Dave. A live-action teenager African American mental retardation brat girl puts him on her right hand. "Hello Dionne, I am stranded here without see my adopted dad Alvin and Chipette mom Brittany Seville again!?" He cried like a five year old childish boy. "SHH! It's okay. Oh, wells? I hear your stomach is growling?" She pats him. "Yeah. I'm so starving and I want to eat something now." "All right. Stay here and be quiet because of my mom and brothers are sleeping that I will bring you some peanut butter and jelly sandwich," Dave. His normal-size fan club live-action teenager African American mental retardation brat girl puts him back on her white bed, though she got up and went to the kitchen recently. "Sure. No problem," Dionne.

The next day morning in my white bed... "Snoring! Quit tapping on my head," Dave. She is sleeping now. "Good morning Dionne!" He woke her up by his yelling so loudest. "Whoa!? You are scared me to death!? Oh my god!" His normal-size fan club live-action teenager African American mental retardation brat girl fell off from her white bed. "I think I am so few biggest and my height said forty foot so gigantic." Alvin and Brittany's adopted human teeny childish son Dave Seville knelt down on the flooring green rug carpet near the white nightstand next to my white bed. "I fed you some peanut butter and jelly sandwich made you get to growth into a giant right," Dave? "Yeah. But, I still hungry again, Dionne. Huh?" He replied to her recently. "Dionne, oh my gosh! Oh." My mom came in, but she passed out on the flooring green rug carpet near the white door in my room. "Sighs. I might be in big trouble because my mom is flipping out on you are a monster," Dave. His normal-size fan club live-action teenager African American mental retardation brat girl said. "Don't worry. I put your live-action mom on your bed until she will be waking up now?" "That's sound so good idea." To be continued...

Previously on my white bed in my master bedroom at 105 Burtonwood Dr. "Oh wells? AHH! Stay away from me," the monster!? My live-action mom woke up from pass out, but she screamed at my teeny befriend still knelt down on the flooring green rug carpet near the white nightstand is smaller than he is a cartoon forty feet giant now. "Dionne, I think your live-action mom freak out me." He whispered her. "Sighs. Mom, he is not a monster. His name is Dave Seville of the chipmunks' adopted father and songwriter." "How Mr. Seville get here and cause get bigger," Dionne? She got up from my white bed recently. "He came here from a weird glowing worm hole and I fed him some peanut butter and jelly sandwich made him get bigger into a forty foot giant last night," Mom. Her live-action brat tween African American mental retardation girl explained. "Okay. Huh? I hear a noise growl from where?" My live-action mom seems suspicious now. "From his stomach that Mr. Seville is hungry again." She sighed. "All right. Let's go and prepare some breakfast now. Remember wash your hands before you can eat that," Dionne? My mom left out of my room recently. "Positive! No problem, Mom. Giant Dave? We are going to the bathroom and wash our hands then go to the kitchen now." "But, I can't fit in this." He said. "Oh, boy! Maybe I should tell my mom to call the handyman to install each of giant doors on that." She groaned.

Meanwhile in the kitchen... "Dionne, I think he was eating whole pancakes with the maple syrup and bacon." My live-action mom sat down on the leather red sofa couch with the tray in the den recently. "Slow eat down because you are pig out fast," Giant Dave. Her live-action brat tween African American mental retardation girl said. "Okay. I guess so, Dionne. Tell me what's your name," the lady? My teeny befriend sat down like an Indian on the red rug carpet near the table stand next to the television. "Paulette Allen of Dionne's mom and caregiver," Giant Mr. Seville. "You live with her right," Ms. Paulette? He suspected. "Exactly! She's my daughter and born with CMV and Grand Mal seizures that's why Dionne become deaf with American Sign Language when I learned to sign her easy." "Really?" "Yeah. I have to take my empty white stain ceramic plates and put this in the sink counterpart," Giant Mr. Seville. My live-action mom got up from the leather red sofa couch then pick it from the tray. "Sighs. I am sorry for you had CMV and Grand Mal seizures that your live-action mom Ms. Paulette told me," Dionne. My teeny befriend still eating half of pancake with a maple syrup now. "It's okay. She take care of me. Here's a milk glass can before you can burp now," Giant Dave? She gave it to him recently. "Sure! I pick this. Oh?!" "Are you okay?" His normal-size live-action fan club brat African American mental retardation tween girl concerned about this. "Definitely. But, I am starting to growth again!? Ouch! Sighs. I'm careful with the ceiling." "I hear a noise and tell me what's going on," Dionne? My live-action mom rushed from her master bedroom recently. "We are having a serious problem and look at him," Mom. Her live-action brat tween daughter pointed out that. "Sighs. Maybe I should call the doctor house now." "Don't forget call the handyman because my teeny befriend needs a giant doors on each of the rooms?" She said. "All right. No problem," Dionne. To be continued...

Previously check up in my eldest brother Shawn's master bedroom at 105 Burtonwood Dr. "Interesting. I measure his height chart is fifty-foot. Tell me how he getting bigger and bigger," Dionne? Her best wacky nerd pal Peter Scolari as Dr Wayne Szalinkski is on the ladder near my teeny befriend still standing on the flooring green rug carpet near my eldest brother Shawn's brown bed is smaller than he is a humongous childish cartoon man. "I gave him some peanut butter and jelly sandwich last night, and my mom gave some pancakes with the maple syrup this morning," Dr. Wayne. She explained to him recently. "Okay. Where he comes from?" He asked. "I saw a weird glowing worm hole opened when my teeny befriend landed on my bed last night that's why he might be came from another universe parallel hometown last night." "Sighs. I will go to back my house and find out on my satellite communications computerized in my laboratory basement," Dionne. Her best wacky nerd pal Peter Scolari as Dr. Wayne Szalinkski climbed down from the ladder, though he left out of my eldest brother Shawn's master bedroom. "Absolutely! No problem, Dr. Wayne. Giant Dave? Maybe my mom would call the handyman to install the gigantic doors on each of rooms can fit on your size." She took the ladder away from him recently. "What's about buy a giant bed that I need to sleep and wear a giant night shirt and pants are my favorite color blue and white striped," Dionne? My teeny befriend still sitting like an Indian on the flooring green rug carpet near the drawer furniture is smaller than he is so humongous like Jack and the Beanstalks storybook. All right. I will tell her now."

Since in the laboratory basement at the Szalinkski's house... "Oh, wells? I think someone contacts me now. Huh?" "Hello, I'm Alvin Seville of Dave's adopted dad chipmunk and this my wife Brittany. Do you know my teeny adopted human son Dave Seville?" A red-clad ten years old CGI animated remake troublemaker dad chipmunk Alvin Seville talked to my best pal wacky nerd Peter Scolari as Dr. Wayne by Simon's telecommunications satellite radio computerized from another universe parallel hometown. "Positive! He is at my best neighbor Dionne's house. But, I am curious to ask you about how he gets bigger and bigger into a fifty-foot giant," Mr. Alvin? "Sighs. My oldest brother Simon told me that my teeny adopted human son Dave Seville eaten some foodstuffs caused him to growth into colossal soon. I tell you that avoid from foodstuffs, meats, and sweet treats from my adopted teeny human son Dave or he might be get bigger more. Tell me what's your name?" A red-clad ten years old CGI animated remake troublemaker dad chipmunk Alvin Seville replied. "Dr. Wayne Szalinkski of Dionne's best pal nerd. Thank you for telling me about it," Mr. Alvin. "Tell her take care of my teeny adopted human son Dave Seville please," Dr. Wayne? A pink-clad ten years old CGI animated remake fabulous Chipette Brittany Seville talked by Simon's telecommunications satellite radio computerized from another universe parallel hometown. "Sure! I will tell my best neighborhood Dionne," Mrs. Brittany. My best wacky nerd pal Peter Szalinkski nodded his head and repeatedly to her by his satellite communications computerized monitor screen recently.

Afternoon outside of the white front door at 105 Burtonwood Dr. "Here's some information list of avoid foodstuffs," Dionne. "Foodstuff, meats, and sweet treats," Dr. Wayne? She reads it. "Dave's adopted dad chipmunk Mr. Alvin told me that make sure avoid them from his adopted teeny human son Dave Seville or he might be growth more bigger more." My best pal wacky nerd Peter Scolari as Dr. Wayne explained to her recently. "Okay. Thank you for informing me now. Bye!" "Bye! Maybe I should go back to my house and talk to my wife Diane about it." He left and returned back to his house. To be continued...