A/N: Back from hiatus! I got inspired right during I saw a Pedigree commercial about shelter dogs. And you guys know how much Chad just loves puppies and dogs! Hope it's a fresh new start! I don't own Sonny With A Chance, or the Pedigree commercial! ~Cristy.

Chad.

"Look, Portlyn. Once fall comes back to the falls, I need to be free." I had said, dramatically. Gosh, I am so good at this!

"But--", said my dumb blonde brunette of a co-star, Portlyn. "Shhh, the time for talking is over."

"And Cut! That's a wrap until the end of lunch." Finally! We'd been rehearsing this scene for the longest time! I started walking to my dressing room when the producer caught me.

"Chad! Hey, the big boss man wants to see you." Oh no, what did I do this time? Better not be something pathetic like getting caught at a bad time with the paparazzi giving me bad publicity. Like the last time.

"What for", I said reluctantly, not really wanting to know what it was for.

"I don't know, but he just sent me a message and he needs to see you right away. And you know busy Mr. Condor can get on Tuesdays. So, you better get going!" Oh dear, now that just makes it so much better. What are you doing standing there, boy? Get moving!, the voice inside my head rang through my ears. I ran to his office as fast as I could.

"Chad, I realize that you are quite a story with the paparazzi." he started. I swear, my heart was on a death run through my chest! "especially with that famous 'puppy shoving' incident."

"Mr. Condor, please it was all just a misunderstanding. It was just drooling all ov--", he cut me off.

"I've heard it a million times before. But the thing is on the studios blog, animal lovers are still not happy with that. And they want you to do some charity work at the Los Angeles Animal Shelter." Animal shelter? Those are like the two worst words that I could think of next to charity work!

"Mr. Condor, I really don't have the time to do it. I have my show, and people who love the show are going to depend on me to bring gorgeous drama into their homes," I pleaded.

"Really Chad, this is pathetic of you! When was the last time you've ever done something charity related? Never. Chad, you're just making a big deal out of something that it just nothing."

I bowed my head. I was defeated. And I never get defeated at the game unless I play it with "Big Boss Man Condor". I sighed.

"When do I start?"

"Tomorrow. But don't worry, you're not doing it alone. You'll have Sonny Monroe with you. And she loves animals. Maybe she can get some sense into your head about this animal stuff." Sonny? Oh, of course! She is the good one after all! Maybe she can do this for me and I can take credit!

Disdainful, I walked to where my cast would be, in our special table in the commissary and prepared to tell them the news.

A/N: well? How did I do after five months? I actually think that this went by a little fast. Well, it figures. I should be doing homework and there's a huge test that I should be studying for and getting a good rest. Anyway, hit or miss?