Sequel to "Sonny with a Chance of Falling"

Chad POV

"Beep, beep, beep" was all I heard blaring from the alarm next to my bed making me groan in contempt. Is the incessant beeping really necessary? The five hours sleep I had did not help, but I was already up after the first few rings the rest just served as an annoyance. Propping myself on my elbow, I leaned over finally finding the button to turn it off. I lay back for a second not ready to get up. The bed was warm and soft and I really am not a morning person. Then, I opened my eyes and looked to my left remembering again, what makes my mornings worthwhile. There she was the most beautiful woman in the world. I scooted closer to her wrapping my arms around her while I kissed her neck trying to wake her in a much more humane way then I was awoken. It is a good thing for her that she is a heavy sleeper.

I whispered into her ear, "Sonny honey wake up we have a long day ahead of us."

She started to stir at my touch shifting around to face me. "Good morning Sonshine," I said giving her a kiss on the lips.

"Good morning Chad," she said looking into my eyes. Now awake, she leaned in and kissed me again pulling me closer then laying her head on my chest. "Let's stay in bed all day," she said her voice still full of sleep.

"You know that will never happen," I said chuckling so wishing that we could.

"Yeah I know," she said with a sigh admitting defeat.

I wrapped my arms tighter around her again staying like that for who know how long before I heard footsteps in the hallway. The door sprang open and three rambunctious children toppled us. "Mommy Daddy get up we're hungry," the oldest, six year old Jacob, said.

We moved to sit up our backs against the backboard. "Well how about we have some cereal today," Sonny said one arm still around me while she stroked Jacobs's short brown hair his blue eyes looking intently at her.

"Coco pebbles?" three-year-old Annabelle asked fighting against her brothers to reach me.

"Yes baby Belle anything you want," I said kissing her head.

"Yay," she said clapping her hands giving me a hug. I embraced her with the one arm I had free the other still around Sonny.

"Can I have strawberries with my Captain Crunch?" Noah four years old asked.

"If there are still some left from yesterday…" I started.

"If not, I will pick some up when I go to the store today," Sonny finished. Finishing each other's sentences thankfully, some things never change. We can still read each other's minds. Admitting defeat, we looked at each other kissing lightly to a chorus of "Eww" before getting up from bed.

Sonny POV

After the kids ran into our room, we knew we had to get up sooner rather than later. Gone were the days when life allowed us to sleep in and lounge around all day. If we even tried who knows if they would leave the house standing until the next day. The summer especially is hectic having all of the kids home every hour of the day. We got out of bed and shoed the kids to their rooms to pick out their clothes so that we could get dressed. I put on jean shorts and one of my favorite old, yellow button down blouses. Chad pulled out a blue t-shirt and kaki cargo shorts.

"Hey beautiful," Chad said coming up behind me kissing the back of my neck, "I love you!"

"I love you too," I said enjoying his warm kisses. Before too long, I turned around looking at him with a devious glint in his eye saying, "Be good the children could come back at any minute."

"Fine," he said giving me a fake pout.

"Fine," I said rehashing our old routine.

"Good," he said unwilling to break the pattern.

"Good."

"So we're good?" he asked.

"Oh we are so good," I said kissing him on the lips before he pushed me back on the bed him following soon after.

"Later, the kids," I said the noise throughout the house already getting louder.

"I'll hold you to that," he said slyly.

"I hope you will."

I kissed him once before getting up off the bed and pulling him to his feet. We walked hand in hand out of our room to find whether the children had destroyed the rest of the house yet. Amazingly, we still acted like love struck teenagers. Most of our lives have changed, but we still love each other more then ever and like doing many of the things we used to do.

We like to have date nights occasionally, away from the kids, for which I have Tawni and Nico to thank. They are saints. Of course, the action is reciprocated when Chad and I watch Alexis and Grayson. Tawni and I had Jacob and Alexis at around the same time, which helped them with kindergarten last year. Remarkably, Annabelle and Grayson are also going to preschool together in the fall. We never planned it that way, but I guess things just work out sometimes.

We split up to check on the kids. I went to help Annabelle get dressed while Chad checked on the boys. I walked into Annabelle's peach colored room. Her stuffed animal collection was lined up against the wall with a tea set setup on a table next to her bed for all her favorite animals that are always in attendance. Annabelle was rummaging though her bottom drawer looking for something to wear. Tiny little Annabelle could only reach the bottom drawer which I filled with her favorite outfits.

She pulled out a white sundress with many different colored daisies on it and asked, "Mommy can I wear this?"

"You sure can," I walked over and helped her get her last arm in the dress.

Annabelle may be small, but for the most part, she likes to do things herself when she can. She can be feisty but for the most part she is a sweetie always first in line for a hug. In some ways, she reminds me of her Aunt Lily.

She pulled some hair bands out of her music box and raced over to me. I pulled her long blonde hair into pigtails before I asked, "Should we go get breakfast ready for the boys?"

She nodded so I picked her up off the bed and carried her downstairs to wait for the boys. I savor every moment she is still light enough to be in my arms because they grow up so quickly. It may be hard sometimes, but I wish they could stay this small forever just so I could hold them close and never let go.

Chad POV

I walked down the hall to the boy's room. It was painted a light blue color with truck and plane decals on the walls, their beds arranged on opposite walls. When I walked in, they were rummaging through their toys in the bottom of their closet still in pajamas. So much for getting dressed. "Come on guys, how about we get you dressed so we can get some breakfast?"

They stopped what they were doing and ran over to me, where I stood pulling some shorts from their drawers before handing the shorts to them. Then, I opened the drawers that held their shirts. Jacob picked his favorite red shirt with a puppy in a fire hat while Noah pulled out a light green shirt with two goldfish on it. I helped them get into their clothes, which took more time then it should have because they started running around chasing each other again before we were finished. Did I mention I am not a morning person?

Despite their endless energy, I kept my cool because they are children after all and boys will be boys. They are actually amusing to watch sometimes running around without a care in the world. They have endless energy and can run and play for hours. They put the energizer bunny to shame. I laughed slightly at the thought. Looking like they had forgotten I was even there, Noah turned and asked, "What's funny Daddy?"

"Nothing Bud but how about we get downstairs before the girls eat all of the cereal"

They quickly got dressed and used their energy to race each other down to the kitchen. Well at least that is taken care of. I walked down the stairs picking up toys along the way so that no one would trip placing them neatly in the toy box in the living room. I turned the corner into the kitchen and saw the kids already sitting at the table with their bowls. They poured their cereal before adding in the pieces that didn't quite make it the first time around. Somehow, Sonny already had them settled. She never ceased to amaze me with the patience and natural skill she had with the children. I guess I shouldn't be surprised; she is Sonny. The person who always makes everyone around her happier always peaceful whether she tries to or not.

As I walked in, I saw her walk to the refrigerator and pull out the carton of milk. She turned asking, "Who's ready for milk?"

The children all responded with excited variations of, "I am."

She walked over and poured a little milk into their bowls. She turned to me and asked, "What are you having today honey?"

I looked them over and picked up a box before saying, "I think I'll go with some Captain Crunch."

"Like me Daddy?" Noah asked.

"Yep just like you squirt," I said ruffling his blond locks to get a wide beautiful smile in return, Sonny's smile, a smile that makes happiness rain upon anyone who sees it.

Sonny POV

After making sure the kids breakfast was squared away, I pulled another bowl from the cupboard and poured my usual honeycomb cereal. I sat down next to Chad and Annabelle. The whole family talked and joked as usual. "Hey guys listen to this joke I heard from a kid in my class," Jacob said, "Knock, knock."

"Who's there?" I replied.

"Boo."

"Boo who?" I asked.

Before he could get the rest out, he started giggling saying, "Stop crying it was only a joke." I had heard that one before, but he enjoyed it so much it made me laugh just watching him.

After our laughter subsided, Chad asked with his usual enthusiasm, "So what are we going to do today guys? It's Saturday and better yet it's summer."

The kids got excited Noah suggested, "Can we go to the beach?"

I looked out the window above the sink to see what the weather was like, a sunny beautiful day and already this morning I could feel that it is hotter then yesterday. I looked at Chad he nodded telling me his opinion. "Okay let's go to the beach. We're going camping tomorrow with Aunt Tawni and Uncle Nico for the week anyway so we won't have the chance till we get back anyway," I said to a chorus of cheers even Chad had his turn with cheers. I swear, sometimes it feels like I have four children.

Chad POV

After breakfast was cleaned up, I went upstairs with Sonny to get the stuff ready for the beach while the kids played in the living room, the TV playing old episodes of So Random in the background. It made me nostalgic to think about those days years ago when Sonny and I were younger on our shows and still clueless about our feeling for each other. I miss my show and I know she still does from time to time, but after we got married, nobody wanted to watch once teen celebrities on the same old shows for long. Our fans left for bigger things and so did we.

We spend most of our time with our kids, our funding coming from movies we do every couple of years. Our house is not a mansion that costs a lot to maintain so we can afford to live the way we do. While fame was important to me before, life has shown me four things that are more important. I spend all the time I can with Sonny and the kids. Somehow, I easily morphed from teen jerkthrob to caring husband to Chad Dylan Cooper all-American family man. Believe me no one is more surprised then me, but when I think about it, I haven't changed. I'm still the same guy I was then just my major priorities have changed.

I turned to Sonny pulling her hand in mine as we reached the top of the stairs. "How about you get the kids swimsuits and I'll get the towels packed?" I said looking over at her admiring the smile that formed on her face.

"Fine but the towels are not going to help you get out of getting the kids ready that is definitely a two person job," she said giving me a kiss before taking off to get the swimsuits.

I made my way to the hall closet and pulled out six towels. Experience has taught me to always have extras something I learned the hard way. I pulled the beach bag from the bottom of the closet and stuffed them in. I went to our bathroom to retrieve the suntan lotion from under the sink. Think Chad think! Are you forgetting anything? No, I don't think so the beach toys are in the garage. I just have to load them in the car. I took the bag downstairs and went to help Sonny with the kids who were running around the house again. Surprise, surprise. I love my kids, but whoever said parenting was easy…lied!