AN: Ok, for those of you that are ready to kill me for posting another one shot without having updated Birdhouse Beginning, I have a chapter finished, it will be posted shortly. The deal with this story was that it was written very early in the morning, after a long day. Feedback is always, always, always appreciated. A huge thank you to everyone that faved and reviewed my other stories, you guys rock. I want to give a special shout out to Mia Turner for pushing me to finish and post this fic.

Disclaimer: If I owned SWaC there would probably be some actual Channy going on.

Sonny with a Chance of Sweet Dreams

It was nearly two in the morning when Sonny was startled from a restless sleep. I hate startling myself awake she mentally complained but it was better than staying in that dream I guess. She had been trapped in a nightmare. That's what I get for letting Nico and Grady choose the movie marathon theme. They had watched five terrifying horror movies back to back. This had resulted in Sonny not only having a hard time falling asleep in the dark room she was sharing with Tawni, but having a hard time staying asleep once she did. There was no way she was going to be able to go back to sleep, at least not without talking to someone first or turning on a light. She glanced over at Tawni's bed. If she wears that eye mask to keep the light out why do I have to sleep in the dark? She wondered as she stumbled out of bed and over to the light switch. As soon as she flipped the light on Tawni's voice rang through the room.

"Turn that light off now! I need my beauty sleep."

"But you can't see anything," Sonny reasoned. She really didn't want to turn the light off period, let alone try to get back through the room to her bed. Tawni, however, left no room for argument as she ordered Sonny to turn off the light, and rolled over to go back to sleep.

"What ever you say Tawni," Sonny mumbled, turning the light off once again. Instead of going back to her bed, the young actress slipped out of her room and headed down the hall. As long as she kept in the light she didn't see the killer clowns or psycho killers, unfortunately that wasn't exactly compatible with sleep. She walked quietly towards the room Nico and Grady were sharing. She pushed the door open a crack. She wasn't sure what she was looking for, or why she even bothered. She wanted comfort she decided; a familiar face and a sympathetic voice. Maybe that would clear out the nightmares and she could get some sleep.

It became abundantly clear as soon as she peeked in the doorway that she wouldn't be getting that from her male cast members. Nico was snoring loudly with an arm and a leg hanging off the side of his bed. Grady seemed to have completely buried himself under the blankets and pillows, probably to drown out the noise. Well, so much for that idea she sighed and closed the door. Sonny wasn't about to wake her cast mates up, if they could actually sleep she wasn't going to ruin it. She paced the hallway of the hotel. The casts of the network's top two shows "So Random" and "Mackenzie Falls" had been sent on a promotional tour together to get "more in touch with the fans." So far it had been a blast, until now anyway. She didn't want to go back to bed, but she didn't have anywhere else to go. She gave a brief thought to calling her mother, but decided that she wanted to stay on the mall tour and a call home would probably get her picked up or sent home just so her mom wouldn't worry. That option's out, there's no one left. Well, there's one more person… no, I don't see that going well at all, besides he's probably asleep like everyone else. Despite her doubtful thoughts she headed for the room at the end of the hall.

Meanwhile Chad Dylan Cooper sat awake in his room, paging through a magazine he'd picked up in the gift shop earlier that day. His mind kept drifting to the movie marathon. There were two things he'd experienced for the first time that day. First, the squealing noise Sonny made when she was scared and second, jealousy of an inanimate object. That's right, Chad Dylan Cooper had found himself very jealous of the pillow Sonny had been clutching and burying her face in through the event.

This is ridiculous he scolded she's one of the randoms. But she was so cute all curled up on the couch… stupid cute. He shook his head, trying to get rid of the thoughts. The heartthrob was about to make another attempt at reading when his attention was diverted to his door which had opened just enough for him to see a sliver of a face, a face he would recognize anywhere.

"Sonny?"

She tried to act like she had showed up there accidentally, "Oh, hi Chad. You're still up? Me too, obviously…" She was rambling and he knew her well enough to know that something was up. He had to admit that he had let her talk more than usual simply because he was stunned into silence. Sonny Munroe was standing in his doorway barefoot and in her pajamas. Blue, plaid pajama pants, and a t-shirt that looked very familiar.

"Where did you get that shirt?" he asked, not being able to focus on much else.

She looked down at what she was wearing, "This was in the wardrobe room. Marshall let us go through it and take what we wanted before we left. Why?"

He shook his head, "No reason." It's just that you look amazing in my old shirt he thought. "Looks like you are getting ready to hide out at The Falls. Are you planning on leaving Chuckle City for a real show?"

She looked down at her pants; they were fairly similar to the plaid pattern on the smash drama's uniforms. He was right. She fit the color scheme from her shirt to her dark blue polished toes. But that was purely coincidence, she loved "So Random", Chad knew that.

"Hardly. Not everything has to do with 'The Falls' Chad," she used air quotes for his nickname for the show.

"Well in that case, enlighten me. What are you doing here?" He put his hands behind his head, waiting for an explanation.

Sonny paused, she wasn't sure how to answer that. Now that she was standing in his doorway she felt totally ridiculous. How could I actually think coming to Chad would help me sleep? He's mocking, self centered… gorgeous, she finally processed what he was wearing. He was leaning against the head board, stretched out on top of the covers in dark blue pajama bottoms and white undershirt. Her eyes scanned upward until they reached the amused look on his face.

"Let me guess, the movies scared poor, little, sheltered Sonny?" he had a mocking pout on his face like he was talking to a child.

"What if they did?" Sonny glared back at him, "You know what, this was stupid. I'm going back to my room." She turned to leave.

"Wait," Chad called as a knee jerk reaction. He wasn't sure what his excuse would be, but he didn't want her to leave yet.

She turned back towards him. "What? Do you want to make fun of me or something? I'm sure it can wait until tomorrow. Right now I just need to sleep."

"Do you Sonny? Do you really?" he joked.

"Yeah Chad," she told him sharply, now she was just frustrated, "We are meeting a mall full of screaming fans this afternoon. I need to get some sleep."

"Then why come in here?" He was honestly curious. Why wouldn't she go wake up one of her cast mates?

"I don't know. I didn't want to wake anyone up, your light was still on," she explained. It was mostly true, she didn't add the part where she secretly hoped that she would get to see a softer side of Chad and he would comfort her.

"Well in that case, hang out here for a while," he shrugged like it was no big deal.

"Won't someone notice that I'm in here?" she asked, not venturing in from the doorway.

"Who, Tawni? She won't figure out you're missing until she realizes that you two aren't fighting for mirror space."

"No, I meant your roommate," Sonny said, though as she said it she noticed that the only bed in the room was the king sized one Chad was occupying the center of.

"I don't have a roommate. I'm CDC, I've got connections." He smirked.

Sonny just rolled her eyes and turned to go.

"Do you really want to go back to your room?" Chad asked. It wasn't teasing, just an honest question. She turned back to him.

"Not really, but I don't think there's another option. It's not like I can stay in here."

"Why not?" He moved so he was only occupying the right side of the bed, "I have room for two."

"Chad, I really don't think that's appropriate."

"What are you so worried about? You were willing to go out with 'bad boy' James Conroy, but you're afraid to fall asleep next to a friend?" The look he was giving her was something between the captivating pout and a challenge.

"Since when are we friends Chad?" Sonny asked defensively. She could buy the hotel if she had a nickel for every time she'd thought about a scenario like this, but now that it was staring her in the face she wasn't so sure. She thought she saw a flash of hurt cross his face after her statement, but it was gone so fast that she wasn't sure if it had been there at all.

"Well if you're chicken why don't you just admit it," he dared. Sonny just crossed her arms, completely straight faced. At least until Chad started clucking. She cracked a smile.

"Will you stop your balkin'?" She laughed lightly, quoting him the day they met.

"Only if you'll admit you're scared."

"Of what? The movies? Obviously, otherwise I would be sound asleep right now, not watching you make chicken noises. If you're asking if I'm afraid of spending the night in here with you, that's a no."

"Prove it."

"Fine," she answered, storming over towards the bed.

"Fine," he countered.

"Good," she said as she slipped under the covers on the left side, immediately feeling more comfortable.

"Good," he echoed, though the typical tone was gone from his voice, it was replaced by something softer. It was that simple shift in his voice that changed the whole vibe of the room. Sonny snuggled into the covers, briefly noting the pillow smelled like him.

"By the way," he said gently, "I'll be reading for a while, so the light is staying on whether you want it to or not."

"Thanks." Her voice was slightly muffled as she was facing away from him, but that way he couldn't see the smile on her face. His voice had held everything she'd been looking for since she left her room. He was giving her an excuse for sleeping with the light on, letting her know it was ok. Of course he was saying it in his own Chad way, but in her eyes that just made it sweeter.

"Just letting you know," he told her.

"Good night Chad," she mumbled, already falling asleep.

"Night Sonny," he whispered. He watched her for a moment before picking up the magazine that was lying on the table and opening it to his bookmarked place, an article about the newest member of the "So Random" cast. He heard her breathing slow and become more even before he focused back on the tabloid. His current place was a paragraph about how she was becoming famous for her kind heart and innocence. He couldn't help looking between the article's photo shoot and the sleeping form next to him before quietly murmuring, "That's my Sonny."

AN2: I almost didn't post this because I really didn't think it was very good, but I'll leave that up to you guys. If I get a decent response to this I have 2 paragraphs of 'bonus footage' that I can post as another chapter.