Author's Note: Ack! I'm so sorry it took me so long to update! I've been really busy this week. Hopefully updates won't take this long usually, but I have to warn you, they might. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter! I'm actually getting close to the end on this, though I doubt it feels like it. I'm probably going to write a sequel though. Please vote in my poll, because now it applies to more than one story. You can find the poll on my profile. Oh, and another thanks to everyone who has reviewed! I wish I could write a reply to every single one, but to be honest, I have so little time on the computer nowadays that it's just kind of hard. And then I forget to... ugh, sorry.

Disclaimer: I don't own Sonny With a Chance. I don't even own my own television set. And my brother hogs the one downstairs... sorry about my pointless ramblng. xD

Fro-yo Disaster
Nico

Tawni folds her arms over her chest, glaring at me. "No. No way."

I can't help but grin. "Come on, Tawni, you said you wanted to cheer me up! You said anything, remember?"

"No. I didn't. You're twisting my words! I'll do anything but this," she squeals, and I laugh, feeling a little bit happier for the first time all day.

"It won't be that bad."

"Yes it will!" Tawni protests. "I do NOT want frozen yogurt all over this top! I just bought it, and I look gorgeous in it!" Her scowl turns to a smile as she flips her hair back.

"So change into a t-shirt!" I suggest. She gapes at me, completely surprised.

"And have TAWNI HART be seen in a T-SHIRT?" she almost yells. "Not a chance! Photographers are everywhere."

"Then stop complaining and come on!" I tell her, and she stomps her foot and follows me into the commissary.

It's deserted except for us. The chairs are all pushed in, and every table is almost sparkling. I can see our destination from where I stand - the frozen yogurt machine. I remember doing this with Grady, and it was great. I'm sure Tawni will love it too, once I teach her how to have a little fun and not just care about looks all the time.

I start towards the machine. "Just watch out for Murphy," I whisper. "He'll yank you away faster than you can say cold deliciousness."

She smiles evilly. "Cold deliciousness," she states, and then, "MURPH-"

Quick as a flash, I cover her mouth with my hand. "Shh!" I say, trying to keep from laughing. "Seriously, it'll be fun."

"Mmmph!" Tawni cries.

"I'll move my hand when you promise to be quiet," I negotiate. She seems ready to give in, and then -

She licks my hand.

"Ugh!" I exclaim, removing my hand and flicking it back and forth. "Geez!"

Tawni gives me a smug smirk before holding up her perfectly-manicured hands to call out again.

I sigh. "Please, Tawni - for me?"

She stares at me for a minute, and then pouts. "Fine, let's get this over with," she mutters, and drags her feet over to the yogurt machine.

I start cracking up and sprint after her. "Since when would something like that work?" I ask her.

Tawni puts her hands on her hips defensively. "Since now," she says, raising her head in a huff sort of way. I decide not to press the matter and lean towards the machine.

"You go first!" I say, just in case Murphy comes in before Tawni can try. She groans.

"Do I have to?"

"Yeah," I say, chuckling. She rolls her eyes and lowers her head under the machine.

"I'm ready."

"Okay, chocolate or vanilla?" I ask.

"I don't care, Nico!" Tawni says in annoyance. I shrug and press down the vanilla lever. White frozen yogurt comes slowly out of the machine, and Tawni almost flinches away, but closing her eyes, she doesn't. It fills her mouth instantly. I relax my grip on the lever and start cracking up.

She flips her head up and traps the dessert, a little bit of melted yogurt dribbling down her chin. Then a laugh escapes through her lips. "Mmf, it'th cold!" she yells, her mouth full.

I'm laughing so hard, I forget to be quiet. And before long, Tawni's laughing too. I open my eyes and look at her, her blonde hair flying, her eyes shut tight, and yogurt still on her lips.

"Hey, you got some on your face," I tell her, and her eyes fly open. She grabs a napkin and starts dabbing her cheek.

"No, not there!" I laugh, and lean forward. "Here, I'll get it."

She starts leaning in too, her eyes meeting mine and slowly closing. Our lips are that close to colliding -

"Messing with the yogurt machine again?" a voice exclaims in disbelief, and grabs me by the ear.

I open my eyes and call "Ow!", which is what Tawni's shouting too. Never have I been so mad to see Murphy, a sinister grin on his face as he stares at me.

"We weren't eating frozen yogurt out of the machine, dude!" I argue angrily, and his wolfish smile grows wider.

"Then what's that on her shirt?" he asks, gesturing to the melted vanilla fro-yo on Tawni's pink top. Tawni looks down and opens her mouth in disbelief.

"I KNEW this would happen!" she squeals. "Let me go so I can wash this right away!"

Murphy rolls his eyes and releases our ears. I rub mine, wincing from the pain. "Fine, but I'm gonna wait right here until I see you guys leave," Murphy agrees in his nasally voice. With an eagle eye, he watches us as we amble out of the cafeteria.

As soon as we're out of his sight, Tawni and I both crack up, and head off to our dressing rooms.

Author's Note: Hope you liked it! Come on, you can not tell me that this couple isn't adorable. Just give 'em a chance! :) Please review!

Next chapter - Chad's plan isn't working out so well for Sonny...