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A/N: So, like, yeah. I haven't written a SWAC story on this account yet so I figured I might as well. I've done it on my other one, so here we go! If you don't know who I am, that's awesome. Pretend as if I don't own two accounts. ;) It'll make finding out what you think a lot cooler. If you do...hey...buddy...why are you checking out this account when you could be reading my multi-chaps? Silly goose! :P

Anyways. I love the way Sonny and Chad talk on the phone. So this will be a small (depending on whether you like it or not) series of phone conversations. ;) Hope you enjoy.

Sonny. Chad.

"No, Chad, going out with a girl just to get the part is not a good idea."

"Oh, come on, Munroe. You can't honestly tell me that you wouldn't do something shady to get the part."

"Yes, I can. I would never do something so...utterly stupid."

"Hey. Are you calling Chad Dylan Cooper stupid?"

"So what if I am?"

"Oh. No. You do not call Chad Dylan Cooper stupid."

"What else should I call 'him'? Driving Miss Daisy? Because I'd gladly do that. You do drive slower than a turtle after all."

"Take that back!"

"Um, I don't think so."

"Take it back, Sonny!"

"No, Driving Miss Daisy."

"It's Chad! Chad DYLAN COOPER!"

"Okay, seriously. When are you going to cut that out? Do you really have to say Dylan Cooper? Really?"

"First off, it's my first layer of sexy, if you must know. And secondly, yes, yes I do."

"...why?"

"Because! You can't just say 'Chad Cooper'! No. That sounds ridiculous. And gay."

"..."

"Sonny?"

"You do know that my brother goes after the same guys I do, right?"

"Oh. Right."

"So, Chad. Are you saying there's something wrong with being homosexual?"

"No?"

"No? Are you sure?"

"Is there a right answer to that question? Heh."

"It's called thinking before you speak, jerk-face. Oh, wait. How could I expect you of all people to do that. You're 'Chad Dylan Cooper' after all."

"Sonny..."

"No, forget it. I'm going to go now. Go crawl under a rock or something, because I don't very much like you right now."

"Oh, come on! I'm sorry, alright? There, I said it! Sonny!"

Click.

"Oh, she did not just hang up on me."

Dial tone.

"She so just hung up on me!"

Beep. Beep. Beep.

"STOP WRITING IN BOLD FONT! WE GET THE PICTURE!"

...

"Whatever."

Click.

"Look, Sonny, I'm real sorry about last night. I didn't mean to offend you...or your brother. But how was I supposed to know, right? I mean...wait. No. Sonny, you didn't just delete this message did -

"Sonny, pick up the phone. Pick up the phone. Pick up the phone. Sonny. If you're just sitting there and not picking up the phone I'm going to -

"Alright. You have really got to stop doing that, Munroe. Now, will you please pick up the phone so we can talk about this? Sonny?

"What do you want?"

"Thank God."

"Oh, so now you're just shooting out the good Lord's name left and right! Mmm-hmm. You, Chad Dylan Cooper, are impossible!"

"Wait. What?"

"Oh, sorry. I just finished watching my Soap so I'm still a little bit dramatic. What's up?"

"..."

"Chad?"

"...you're telling me you wouldn't pick up the phone to hear my apology - "

"What apology?"

"ABOUT YOUR GAY BROTHER! THAT APOLOGY!"

"I don't have a gay brother. I don't even have a brother. If you're talking about Lydia..."

"Who the heck is Lydia? And what do you mean you don't have a gay brother!? You said yesterday that you had a gay brother!"

"Oh. That?"

"No, Sonny. The other thing."

"..."

"YES, SONNY. THAT."

"Oh. Right, well. I just wanted to catch the new episode of So You Think You Can Dance and I figured the easiest way to get you off the phone was to yell. Heh. Was that wrong?"

"..."

"Wow, this author chick sure does a lot of dot dot dots, don't you think?"

"..."

"Chad?"

Dial tone.

To be continued...

A/N: Or not. Did you like it? :)