Chip N Dale Chipmunk Novels & Stories

' Daphne stood by the door looking down at a chipmunk who's hair was all standing on end laying on the ground rigid. ... 'Okay I'm curious.' Daphne squatted down looking at the poor animal. There was no dead animal smell. no bugs or creatures trying to eat it, and no signs of decomposition. Either it just died, or-.. Poke. .. "Maybe it is dea-" She began "REEEE!" The chipmunk shot to it's feet looking right at her and bellowing it's own little shriek of some sort. "AAAAAH!" Daphne and the chipmunk were both wide eyed, looking each other in the eyes while screaming at each other at the top of their lungs. Their cries echoing out from in front of the office doors.

“I only need you to lend me one chip.” Don asked, “How much?” I smiled faintly. “Just… one dollar.” I immediately felt every gaze in the casino snap toward me at once. Alessandro Moretti looked at me for a long moment. “As you wish.” The casino doors opened. Four bodyguards walked in. One of them carried a single one-dollar chip in his hand. Lucien looked at the chip and burst out laughing. I reached out and took it. But in the next second— Lucien suddenly grabbed it from my hand.

Oh this is just adorable. “He is called a bunny.” I told the chipmunk, hoping that it will learn something. “They can jump very high and they usually like carrots.” I saw the chipmunk’s face morphing into something like what a pervert’s face would look like as it looked at the bunny. No way...is the chipmunk...to the bunny…?

With that, Damon left the room without further explanation, leaving the shareholders puzzled. Soon after, the reason for Damon's urgency became clear. That same day, Nyce Tech unveiled their latest chip, named Galaxy, during a high-profile launch event. The chip's performance specifications, introduced by Gabriel, closely mirrored those of Prospectus Technology's yet-to-be-released Agihop 6th Gen, which was still in the final testing phase. Damon's expression darkened as he watched the press conference footage.

With that, Damon left the room without further explanation, leaving the shareholders puzzled. Soon after, the reason for Damon's urgency became clear. That same day, Nyce Tech unveiled their latest chip, named Galaxy, during a high-profile launch event. The chip's performance specifications, introduced by Gabriel, closely mirrored those of Prospectus Technology's yet-to-be-released Agihop 6th Gen, which was still in the final testing phase. Damon's expression darkened as he watched the press conference footage.

Colton and Freya would come to their house often to visit Chip and Dale. “Chip and Dale, huh? What cute nicknames,” Freyja commented as she held Chip in her arms. Chip was sucking on his pacifier as he looked back at her with his big eyes. “They’re easier to remember too,” Cameron said as she took a bite of the apple. “Their father will give them a name anyway. Also, they’ll be Charm’s cousins from now onward.” “I’m sure she’ll be very happy when she sees them.” Freyja laughed.

With that, Damon left the room without further explanation, leaving the shareholders puzzled. Soon after, the reason for Damon's urgency became clear. That same day, Nyce Tech unveiled their latest chip, named Galaxy, during a high-profile launch event. The chip's performance specifications, introduced by Gabriel, closely mirrored those of Prospectus Technology's yet-to-be-released Agihop 6th Gen, which was still in the final testing phase. Damon's expression darkened as he watched the press conference footage.

I looked at the men around me, and they didn't acknowledge it in the slightest. I watched a little sparrow land on a branch. "I want to see her closer," I heard a voice announce, and it shockingly matched the beak movement of the little sparrow. It practically sang the words along with its birdsong. Narrowing my eyes, I looked around us. My eyes settled on a little chipmunk holding a scrap of food from Ragnar's pack. "The big one is slow," the chipmunk jeered, mouth moving exactly with the words I was hearing.

Silently, I crawled onto the floor and peeped around the corner to see the furball on the counter having a feast of peanuts. Sitting on the countertop, he took another peanut out of the small bowl that Mikayla left for him and cracked the shell with his teeth. He nibbles on the nut, oblivious to the dangerous predator that lurks in the dark. Slithering in front of the island, in measured timing, Try sprang in the air. The chipmunk froze as the white fur around his small eyes recedes and his orbs enlarge. Spotting my ruthless flying wolf in the air, he drops the nut and zips from the counter. My body weight slides on the counter as I manage my footing and dart to the floor at lightning speed