Hey guys! I apologise for my lack of stories, I'm just super busy with school and HUGE amounts of homework… anyway, here is a super fluffy multi-chapter called "A Guide To Buying a Gift For Your Personal Sunshine". I hope you enjoy it! The first chapter is pathetic, I admit, but it will become awesome. I swear (: Anyway, R&R!

CPOV

Today was special. And not just "because I'm Chad Dylan Cooper" special. Oh no. I could feel a spark of happiness in the frosty morning air, a feeling of glowing warmth from the top of my head to the tips of my frozen toes. If only I could put a finger on it…

There was no reason for it to be special. In truth, it was totally uncalled for. My day, so far, had sucked. Balls. My car had completely frozen over in the thick December cold, leaving me no choice but to trudge solemnly through the icy snow, my arms wrapped around myself in a pathetic embrace. A hat that had no right to be sitting on my hair has been forced down on my head by my own shivering hands, after a long internal debate as to whether it was worth dying for my dashing locks.

I decided I was too curious to see if this day could get any worse to let myself die of hypothermia.

Through the early morning fog, I could see the cream coloured walls of Condor Studios rise up ahead of me. I began to jog briskly. Maybe once I got inside and defrosted, I could figure out what was bugging me about today.

A warm blast of air hit me as the doors slid open. I let out a breath of relief, and began to head for my dressing room, for once not caring about the heads that turned to stare at my bedraggled state.

So what if I looked like a wreck. You would too if you'd been walking through three feet of snow for a solid hour.

I finally spotted the star-bedridden door on my right, and I quickly pulled it open, instantly flinging myself onto my couch and grabbing the blanket on the right arm of the armchair next to me. I fumbled for the remote with my de-numbing hand, and switched on a rerun of the Falls, turning the volume down low.

When my joints started to loosen again, I decided to grab my calendar (correction – my personalised CDC calendar) to check for any events occurring today. The nagging feeling in the back of my head about the vitality of this freezing day refused to go away, and I had to sort it out so I wouldn't be distracted in filming.

I absentmindedly flicked through the pages, unashamedly checking out the various (smoking) images of your one and only. They were, honestly, pretty awesome.

And that's when it caught my eye. In my own handwriting, two words were scrawled in thick blue ink on the date of December 14th. Two words that might possibly make my day even more challenging and puzzling than it already was…

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Sonny's Birthday.

There you have it! I just realised that, in truth, Sonny's birthday is in August (My Two Chads is on YouTube… awesome episode!) but meh. I wrote this first :D Anyway, I swear it will get better, and if you enjoyed this, or are simply to lazy to find any stories elsewhere, check out my other stuff, especially "Sonny With A Chance Of A Road Trip".

This chapter is dedicated to XxHeadInTheStarsxX for making me giggle with her every word (: I love you!

Also, much thanks to Oreos Are Happiness for editing :D

I'll update when I can, I swear :P

PEACE OUT, SUCKKASS :D