Chipwrecked by Perdita Finn

Author:Perdita Finn
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins

Chapter 16

Dave and Ian were hiking up the rocky part of the mountain at the center of the island. It was tough going. And hot.

Ian was calling for the chipmunks. “Alvin? Simon?… Chubby one? Girl chubby one? Brittany? Jeanette?”

Dave stopped to wipe the sweat off his forehead and look around. “Ian, I know we’ve had our differences in the past, but I’m glad you can put all that aside to help me find them. I just hope they’re okay.”

“Who cares if they’re okay? I just need them to be here. Let me break this down for you, Dave. Record execs? They’re a bunch of bloodsucking leeches—I should know, I used to be one. They’ll spare no expense to find The Chipmunks. But if it’s just you and me on this island? We’re dead men.”

Dave shook his head. “And here I am, thinking you’ve changed and don’t only care about yourself.”

Ian laughed bitterly. “Oh no, I assure you, Dave. Underneath this slowly disintegrating costume is the same ol’ Ian Hawke. And it’s a good thing, too. ’Cause at this point, my rage toward you and The Chipmunks is the only thing keeping me going.” He paused and seemed more upbeat. “Shall we keep going?”

“Absolutely!” agreed Dave. “Why don’t you keep an eye out for something to eat or drink, all right?”

“All right,” agreed Ian, and then he paused, his eyes falling on the pasta necklace still hanging around Dave’s neck. “Wait, right there!”

Dave looked around with no idea what Ian was talking about. “Where?”

“Around your neck,” said Ian. He reached out for the pipe-cleaner-and-macaroni necklace. A little old pasta looked pretty good right now.

But Dave jumped back before Ian could grab it. “You can’t eat this!” said Dave, alarmed. “It was a gift from Theodore.”

“Oh, that makes sense,” said Ian without cracking a smile. “’Cause it’s really ugly.”

“It’s not ugly. It goes with everything, and it’s soft enough to sleep in,” insisted Dave. He reached up protectively to hold on to the necklace.

“And edible!” Ian lunged toward the necklace again, his mouth open.

“You will not eat my son’s necklace!” screamed Dave.

Ian stopped. He took a step back. He peered at Dave. “He’s not your son, Dave. He’s just a chipmunk.”

Dave was outraged. Theodore was not “just a chipmunk” to him.

“And by the way”—Ian laughed menacingly—“finding him and finding something to eat are not mutually exclusive.”

And with those threatening words, he took off up the mountain.

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