Thanks everyone who reviewed for the first chapter! I will announce names personally tomorrow though, because I'm way too excited to write all the dozens of names here when you could be reading the next chapter! Personally, I think this chapter, the next, and another one later in the story are the funniest—we'll see.

By the way—how did everyone like the "Princess Protection Program" movie and its unlocked SWAC episode online "Prank'd"? I think it was the funniest episode ever—I hyperventilated the whole time—not fun.

If you haven't seen it, here's the link directly to it (lol): http:// disney. go. com/ dxd/ index. html?channel=153586&content=303591&playlistID=306572&playlistPanelID=dxd_media_playlist&#/videos/tvshows/&content=303591

Without the spacings, of course!

Well—read and review please! And most of all, enjoy!


"Chad?" Sonny knocked on the heartthrob's door to deliver the invitation card for her slumber party, not knowing why she was being so polite. On any other day, Chad would be the one barging into Sonny's dressing room when he felt like bugging her or talking about himself…or bugging her.

On the door was a sign that read:

"Do not admit unless you're the amazing Chad Dylan Cooper.

Do not even TALK to this door if CDC claims you just ain't worthy enough.

Are you worthy enough?"

She quietly opened the door to reveal a normal sized dressing room—except since most stars had to share dressing rooms, his personalization seemed to have made the room look twice as big as it actually was. Sonny found the room to be empty. Contrasting with Sonny's dressing room colors of bright and "out there" kind of colors, and Tawni's "pink-glitter-gold" assortment, Chad's room was painted different shades of blue and blinding white.

"Huh," Sonny stared at the wall. "It's almost the same shade as his eyes. Almost, but not quite," she tilted her head to a different angle to observe the blue and white wall. She gulped, feeling as if she just got caught revealing a hideous secret—which it was, in a way. But being in the enemy's territory, it caused her to be more paranoid. Impressively, as Sonny glanced around during her first encounter in Chad Dylan Cooper's room, there weren't as many pictures of himself as she'd though—or mirrors, as it mattered. Of course, he had four to five full bodied mirrors, but that was average for a star of his status.

The girl walked around, observing everything. His table station with a lit mirror faced towards the back of his room, and, unbelievably, there were pictures of other people—family.

"Awh, how cute! Baby Chad!" Sonny cooed, after coolly glancing beside her to make sure Chad was no where in the room. Hearing not a peep, she quickly scurried over all the stuff on top of his desk and came cross multiple family pictures.

She found a duplicate copy of one family picture and quickly sneaked it into her pocket. Still feeling paranoid about looking through Chad's belonging, Sonny decided she'd observe the picture in her pocket later and started trying to neatly stack the mess of papers she created when she saw something that made her heart jump.

It was a jumbo-sized poster of the "So Random" cast, and on the back was another jumbo poster—of Sonny.

Sonny felt her face heat up as she bit her lip in amusement: Chad Dylan Cooper had a picture—of her! She snickered. "Ooh, I'm never going to let Chad live this down!"

As if Chad's stolen picture and Chad's invitation started wrestling for who'd burn the bigger hold in Sonny's vest pocket, she was quickly reminded of why she was here in the first place. She looked for a place where she could stick the invitation on—somewhere that would be the first place he looked. Where would Chad look first? A mirror!?

Sonny started to walk towards the largest mirror when what she saw next scared the patoozies out of her. On instinct, Sonny gasped with fright, slapping her hands to her mouth as to not make a sound. Sticking out of the end of Chad's sofa were man-feet. And as Sonny tiptoed over to the front of the couch, connected to those man-feet was

…Chad…

He appeared exhausted, wearing eye covers while his headphones were still in his ears. His body was everywhere—an arm out, an arm about, his mouth open, his nose snoring, a foot front-side-up, the other, upside-down propped.

"Drat, I'm rhyming again!" Sonny cursed her self as she cautiously placed the envelope on Chad's chest—that seemed like it was the only part of his body in a normal position, despite the top of his shirt unbuttoned so flesh peeked out.

Sonny smiled as she watched him: a slight amount of drool taped his skin onto the sofa; Sonny couldn't resist giggling out loud. Hey, why not have fun with this advantage?

Eying around the room for supplies, Sonny formed a brilliant idea—a treacherous, but brilliant idea.

"I need hair bands, lots of them!" she muttered, checking her pockets for any.

"Got 'em right here!" said a whispered shrilled voice above her. As Sonny looked up, a plastic clear box of elastic hair bands smacked her on the forehead.

Rubbing the hit area, Sonny looped up to find Zora in the vents once again.

"How did you get there?" Sonny asked in confusion.

Zora looked at her like an idiot. "I crawled from our vent to here. It's not that hard."

"Zora, what are you doing here?" Sonny exasperated, "And how long have you been there?"

Zora tried jiggling the vent cover out but to no avail. "Don't worry, Snoopy McSnoopford, I just got here. And oh…I'm just here to…assist you!" Zora's eyes sparkled with mischief. She wiggled the vent cover again but it was tightly bolstered to the wall. This vent was different from all the others—it was titanium and it had fewer openings for air.

"Wow. Drat! I can't open this! He's really paranoid about people coming through the vents or anywhere to see how his hair can look that good or how they can be as amazing as him."

Sonny wrinkled her nose, while fiddling with opening the case of elastic bands and looked up at the vent. "What makes you say that?"

The little girl raised her eyebrow and stated, "Because there's a note that states, "I, Chad Dylan Cooper, do not want you watching me how I can make my hair look this good or how you can be as amazing as me!"

Sonny yeeched. "Tough luck. I got it!" Sonny grinned as she finally had access to the hair bands.

"Me too!" shrieked Zora in all her quirkiness and pulled out a heavy bulky torch from beside her, the metallic contact screeching.

"Zora!" Sonny hissed, watching Chad move a bit in his sleep.

"Sorry!" Sonny heard in apologetic excitement. After some more metallic clunking, Zora was able to prop the cover open and her head emerged with the torch beside her. Sonny stared.

"I won't even bother asking why you carry that around…" Sonny freaked as she cautiously pulled up some of Chad's hair gently and wrapped it with the elastic band. Zora's face dropped with enthusiasm and giddiness as she tried hard to contain herself.

Despite Chad waking up at any moment, Sonny continued tying chunks of Chad's golden hair with the elastic small bands until he looked like a dead porcupine. Zora couldn't stop tittering in the background when she pulled out her camera-phone and started taking pictures of the event.

"Great idea!" Sonny exclaimed as she took out her phone also and began clicking away.

"Ooh!! I know how to finish this up!" Sonny widely grinned as she dug through her bag and brought up her waterproof make-up supply out; Chad would have a hard time washing this! Zora then heavily belted out and laughed, grabbing her stomach in pain.

Carrying a crazed grin the whole time, Sonny skipped over the foundation as his skin glowered enough as it was. As she slowly slipped off Chad's eye cover, bright pink eye shadow was applied to Chad along with blush over Chad's cheeks. Every no and then, Sonny would admire her work and take a break because of her aching cheeks from quietly laughing. After the mascara and cherry-red lipstick was applied, the girls belted out screaming in laughter. While snapping more pictures, a devious plan formed.

"As an artist, I think I should share my work with…say…Tween Weekly?" Sonny snickered.

"No! No! Do it!" Zora shrieked in laughter, tears coming out.

Sonny quickly sent the picture of Chad in all his 'glamour' to Tween Weekly on her phone. As she placed her phone in her pocket and her make-up kit in her bag, her eyes narrowed at Zora.

"What are you doing?"

Zora quickly smiled innocently and hid the purple spray paint out of sight, saying "Oh, nothing," when clearly beside her, Chad's walls now read "You've just been RANDOMNIZED!!"

The girls shrieked in laughter when Chad started moaning and his eyes peeked to find Sonny and Zora frozen on the spot; his headphones had fallen out of his ears.

"Sonny!?" he grumbled, as he squinted his eyes because of the sunlight. "What are you doing here?" Surprised by the fact that anyone would dare to enter his room—Sonny no less—Chad sat himself up, not noticing anything above the usual.

Sonny stood and stared at Chad, then comically lowered her voice, "Gotta go," as she sped out of Chad's room. A clang was then heard from above. As Chad turned, he saw his vent had been messed up with and he read the giant purple words near it.

He gaped until he caught a glance of himself in his mirror.

"No…no! No! NO!!!!!" He raced up to his reflection and stared in horror.

"SONNY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"


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