No. I don't own Sonny with a Chance. Or Sonny Monroe or Chad Dylan Cooper or Tawni Hart. Oh well. I still own my dreams, right?

If anyone likes this AT ALL, then I will expand. If not…well I'll probably just expand and not post. So let me know in some way. Thanks everyone! And this is my third fanfiction piece, my first for SWAC, so please take it easy on me

It's set right after the episode "Guess Who's Coming to Guest Star". And yes, this seems far-fetched for Chad. But hey: this is the Chad of our dreams, right? I tried to stay in character as much as I could, but…what can a girl do?

Love love love,

Annabeth16Chase

P.S. Did anyone catch the reference to a Demi Lovato song in here?

Sonny Monroe sat on the couch of her dressing room, lost in her thoughts. She couldn't believe that Chad Dylan Cooper- the "incredible", the "amazing", the self-centered CHAD DYLAN COOPER- had kissed a pig! She congratulated herself on her moment of genius. She let out a sigh of relief, but her mind wondered to Chad…the look on his face when he told her she would fall for him…his eyes…They really are a beautiful shade of blue, she thought. What am I doing? This is CHAD I'm talking about! she reprimanded herself.

Just then, she was interrupted by a knock on the door. Assuming it was Tawni, she yelled "Come in!"

"Sonny?" a familiar male voice demanded.

"Chad? What do you want?" she said turning to face him.

"Well I have a question and I think I deserve an answer. I mean, it's the least you can do for the guy you just made kiss a pig."

"Fine. What's your question?"

"Are you scared that if you kiss me, you'll fall for me?"

She groaned. As if she might fall for him, that vain, annoying, controlling jerk. "Listen, Chad. If I wanted to kiss you, which I don't, but if I did…I would kiss you when I wanted to kiss you, not when you said I'd want to kiss you and not when Marshall said I should kiss you. When I wanted to kiss you."

Then she made the ultimate mistake: she returned his gaze. She felt as if she was falling into the deep ocean in his eyes. Yes, she was falling, but she never wanted to be caught.

"What about when I want to kiss you?" Chad answered.

With that, he began to lean in. Sonny naturally began to move to meet him, but she hesitated. Chad, as usual, took matters into his own hands and pulled her to him. She couldn't believe this was happening. Chad Dylan Cooper was kissing her: the small-town Random from Wisconsin. And somehow, she felt more complete than she had ever felt.

They both pulled away, but stayed in their embrace: her hands on his shoulders, his hands around her waist. They looked at each other, astonished at what they had done.

"I guess Chad Dylan Cooper does get whatever he wants, even if that happens to be a Random," Sonny said with a giggle.

"Well, there was only ever one thing it looked like I wouldn't get, so of course, I had to have it." Chad returned in the same half-mocking tone.

"I guess I'm just too cute for my own good," Sonny teased.

"Are you Sonny? Are you really?" Chad asked her.

Sonny pushed him away gently. He stepped back toward her and told her, "Yes. Yes, you know you're too cute when even Chad Dylan Cooper stoops to like you."

She mocked a pouting face and, to make up for his remark, he kissed her again.

The door opened and Tawni asked, "Sonny do you know where my…WHAT ARE YOU TWO DOING?"