Hello there, readers, fanfictioners and Channy lovers! I have finally gotten over my writers block and have achieved this story! It's probably crap, but I really didn't know what to do because I had my toe nail taken off- long story- and I am currently stuck at my computer, soaking my foot, at 11:00 at night! So anyway enjoy!

Disclaimer

Me: I'm too lazy to do the disclaimer so I am going to force Portlyn of Mackenzie Falls to do it!

Portlyn:.....

Me: Oh right! I forgot you can't talk. Uhhhh.... Zora!

Zora: What?!

Me: Do the disclaimer!

Zora: What? NO!

Me: Do it or face the wrath of my STAPPLER OF DOOM!

Zora: Ok, ok let's not get violent here! xXIceshadowXx does not own Sonny with a Chance or any of the characters-

Me: Wait!

Zora: What?

Me: -shouts- Mom! Do I own Sonny with a Chance yet?!

Mom: NO!!! Keep soaking your foot!

Me: Darn it. I still don't own it!

Zora: She doesn't own Sonny with a Chance or any of the characters, but she does own a STAPPLER OF DOOM and a sparkly pencil!

Me: YAY! SPARKLY!

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Sonny's POV
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Sonny Monroe was sitting in a closet on the set of Mackenzie Falls. Why was Sonny Monroe sitting in a closet on the set of Mackenzie Falls? That could be summed up in one word: Zora. She was on a rampage. Last night Holloway had broken up with her (turns out that they had gotten back together) and she was really angry. Why? Because this time he had broken up with her by text. So she had snuck into the studio (don't ask her how she did it. She must have gotten in through the air vents) and had set up pranks everywhere.

Sonny had been hit by a pie and had had her shoes super glued to the floor. She tried to get out of the studio, but Zora had locked all of the doors. So, since everyone was in for a day of severe pranking, Sonny had decided to hide in a closet. The last closet she had tried to hide in flung some ham at her upon opening the door. Sonny decided to try one of The Falls closets because Zora didn't think any of them were smart enough to think of hiding in a closet.

So here she was in a closet on the set of Mackenzie Falls her rival show. Sonny had to be careful though. The only way to open the door was with keys and, after opening the door for her, the janitor took the keys with him. So now if someone closed that centimeter of space, she had left, she would be stuck. Just as she thought this someone whipped open the door and slammed it shut.

"What are you doing?!" Sonny shouted angrily at the person who was currently leaning up against the door and panting.

"Hiding from that creepy little kid from Chuckle City, who else?" replied the figure standing at the door.

"Chad?" exclaimed Sonny trying to peer through the darkness at him.

"Sonny?" Chad asked groaning. "I think I'm going to find a closet that's a little less crowded," he said, turning around to open the door, only to find it locked. "Why won't this door open?"

"Because you need a key to open it Chad," Sonny shot back. "And you've locked us in for who knows how long! As if Zora was bad enough, now I have to sit in here with the most conceited person on this planet!"

"Well it's not my fault you decided to hide in a closet on the set of Mackenzie Falls! Now I have to sit in here with the happy-go-lucky girl from So Random! who annoys the living day lights out of me!" Chad replied back getting worked up.

"Well if you don't want to be here so badly, why don't you just use your cell phone to call the stupid janitor and get you out of here?"

"I can't," replied Chad a little more calmly. "That Dora girl got it from me somehow. What about you? Can't you get us out of here? I mean, it's your fault anyway!"

The comedian sighed. "Number one her name is Zora. Number two, she took my phone as well. When I tried to get it back from her she threw a pie in my face. Number three, I didn't do anything! You were the one who closed the door!"

Sonny went to sit in the corner and get comfortable. Chad stood there stunned at her outburst for a few seconds before saying, "Well fine. Just don't talk to me!" He went to go sit on the other side of the closet, as far away from Sonny as possible.

"Fine!"

"Fine!"

"Good!"

"Go--" Chad was cut off, by Sonny saying, "You know what? I'm just not going to talk to you." And with that they both fell silent, listening to the far away shrieks of Zora's new target.

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Chad's POV
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After a few minutes, Chad decided to have some fun. "Sonny," he whined. "I'm bored!" She didn't answer. "Sonny?" Chad looked at her, only just being able to see her outline. Her head was facing the door, as if by staring at it would make it swing open. "Sonny," he whined again. He hated being ignored, especially by a Random. "C'mon! Talk to me, I'm bored! And Chad Dylan Cooper does not to bored!" Chad knew he was being childish, but didn't care. He leaned over to poke Sonny, but her hand shot out so fast that he barely saw it. He sat back rubbing his hand and staring at her wide eyed.

She turned to glare at him. "What do you want, Chad?" she asked clearly annoyed. Even in the dark closet, she looked cute when she was annoyed. Stupid cute, he thought. "Let's play a game!" Chad exclaimed.

"Why?" she asked surprised.

"Weren't you listening? I'm bored and Chad Dylan—"

"--Cooper, doesn't do bored, I know. But why a game? More specifically what game?" she asked.

"How about twenty questions?" he asked, hopeful for a chance to get to know his crush a little better. Even though he would never admit it, he really like Sonny Monroe.

"Alright," she said suspiciously. "I'll go first. So… what's your favorite color?"

"Brown," he blurted without even thinking. He could see her raise her eyebrows, since his eyes had adjusted to the gloom. "What's your favorite color?" he asked quickly so she couldn't ask any more questions.

"Blue," she replied smoothly, without missing a beat. "What's your favorite football team?"

"Dallas Cowboys. What's yours?"

"Wisconsin Badgers. Who else? Ok…… umm what's your favorite ice-cream?"

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20 minutes later
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"Ok, what was the best day of your life so far?" asked Chad already knowing the answer before it came out of her mouth.

"The day Marshall called me to tell me that they wanted me on So Random! What's yours?"

The blond actor thought about it for a moment. Should he tell the truth? Or lie? "The day I got my convertible," lied Chad. No. My favorite day was the day you joined So Random! "What was your worst day?" questioned Chad, genuinely curious.

She cleared her throat. "Ahh," her voice cracked a little. "The day my father died." Chad heard little sniffling noises. He hadn't meant to make her cry! What should he do?

"Hey, hey, I'm sorry. Here don't cry," Chad scooted over and awkwardly wrapped his arms around her. She leaned her head on his chest. It felt so right there.

"Sorry," Sonny sniffled a little bit more. "It's just my mom never brings it up any more, and I try not to think of it. I was three when he died." She sounded so vulnerable. Chad began to rub comforting circles on her arm.

"I'm so sorry," said Chad not knowing what else to say or do, since this was his first time really caring about someone.

"Thanks," she whispered. She yawned suddenly.

"Here, why don't you try and get some sleep?" Chad prompted. She nodded against his chest. After a few minutes her breathing grew slower and he could tell she was asleep.

He yawned too and put his head on top of hers. He might as well get some sleep and this was just so comfortable. His last thought before he drifted off to sleep was of Sonny and how cute she was when she was sleeping.

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Channy!
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Well that's it! I'm not done though! Are they going to get out? And if they do what does Zora have planned for them when they do? Watch for the next chapter of Stuck. Where? In a Closet! The next chapter will have a little bit more Channy in it promise! But until then... Peace of suckaaas!

~xXIceshadowXx