Oh, wow. This is really amazing guys! I got… I got 101 reviews AN HOUR after I posted it! That's crazy, you guys, it's just plain crazy! Oh, wow. I'm still a little speechless, you know. Well, a dedication is in order. Sounds like monkey87 has been busy! Wow, I can't thank you enough! I'd also like to give a shout out to all of monkey87's friends, including lunamoon89, who has an awesome story in the process and I can't wait for her next chapter! No seriously thanks you guys! You are either crazy, or this is a really good story!

I am sorry to report that I found a good enough nickname! I'm sorry because I thought of it! There were some really good ones, but I had this really good idea, and it even (sort of) fits in with Sonny's nickname! I don't know if anyone will like it though… I just hope it's good enough!

~3-28-10~ Oh, no, I just got some bad news. Monkey87 was in a car crash and she is in the hospital. Oh, gosh, I hope she is going to be alright soon! Now, I'm all sad, hoping she is gonna be alright! So, this chapter is DEFINITELY dedicated to her. She is just so nice, and, well, I don't really know her, but she sounds like a really cool person. I really do hope she's going to be alright. This chapter is for you, monkey87


Chad's POV

I was walking down the hallway to the Mackenzie Falls set. It was Monday, and our producers wanted to try and start filming again. I couldn't believe it was already a week since Mr. Condor announced that we had to play this game! I'm actually kind of grateful that he made us play this game because if her hadn't I wouldn't have realized I like Sonny. I sighed at the mere thought of her name.

I wanted to try and ask her out, but I was a little nervous. What if she didn't like me back? I don't think I could stand the heartbreak if she said no. It was really stressing me out! It was like I was cut in half, or someone was playing tug-o-war with me! All I knew was that I liked Sonny- a lot. I just didn't know what to do.

I was still trying to think of ways to find out how to make sure that Sonny likes me when I bumped into something small. I looked down to see Dakota Condor, staring at me with wide eyes. She was smiling happily, like she was glad she ran into me. She probably was.

Suddenly, I had an idea. I could feel a grin creep its way on to my face, and Dakota's face went from happy to almost frightened. "C-Chad?" she faltered. I must've looked really scary, or something.

"Hello, Dakota," I said cheerfully. "Guess what?" I leaned in closer to her, as if to tell her a secret, and she looked like she wanted to run.

I pointed my finger at her. "Bang! You're dead!" I said, almost laughing out loud. Now her dad would take her home, and I wouldn't have to worry about having her stalk me!

She looked horrified. "What?!" she screeched.

"Sorry, Dakota, but you're dead. I had your name, and I just killed you," I replied calmly, still wearing a wide grin.

She stared at me for a while, and then she stomped off screaming, "DADDY!"

I chuckled. Now Dakota couldn't bother me. She couldn't bother Sonny- oh no.

She had Sonny! How did I forget that? Now I have to 'kill' Sonny! Oh no, oh no, oh no! Not good. I can't kill Sonny, but my cast will expect me to. I kicked the wall in frustration, but regretted it. Now my toe was throbbing, and I would have to 'kill' Sonny! She would be so angry and then I'd never have a chance of dating her! GAH!

All of the sudden the voice of my director boomed over the intercom. "Chad Dylan Cooper to the set of Mackenzie Falls!"

I sighed and started walking towards my set with a slight limp. I could tell this was going to be a very long day.

Sonny's POV

I was sitting in my dressing room, doodling on a pad of sketch paper. We had just finished rehearsals, so we were free to do what we wanted. Tawni left the studio with Jillian and Chasity in tow. They were going to the mall, so we probably wouldn't see them for a while. Nico and Grady were sticking their heads under the yogurt machine, probably getting caught by Murphy. And Zora… well, no one ever knows with that girl. I doubt even the FBI could find her if she wanted to stay hidden.

I was trying to think up a plan to 'kill' Marta, but I wasn't coming up with anything good. She's probably still in the studio, but I wasn't sure where. If I could just get her alone… suddenly I jumped up. I had the perfect idea!

I ran down the hallway towards Chad's dressing room. Marta always has to do what Chad says, so Chad could help me get her alone! I rushed past the security guard and he didn't even blink. He was used to me running past him at random times, and I was allowed on to the set, so he had no problem with me.

I went straight to Chad's dressing room. Again, no one stopped me, because me running to Chad's dressing room was a pretty normal occurrence, since I joined the show.

I didn't even bother to knock, something Chad never does. When I opened the door, I was completely caught off guard.

Chad had his back to me, but it was easy to see that he didn't have a shirt on. He was just throwing his shirt on the ground when I came in, so he was probably just about to change out of his uniform.

He turned around at the sound of the door slamming open, and when he caught sight of me, he grinned.

When I caught sight of his chest I nearly started drooling. He did work out. You couldn't get muscles like that by doing nothing!

I knew my face was probably bright red and my mouth was hanging open, and it was a very good possibility I was drooling.

"Whatcha starin' at, Monroe? See something you like?" he asked, trying to hold in laughter.

I tried to speak, but I would be surprised if he understood me. "I-I- and- it- when- could,"

I was stuttering so badly it was humiliating.

His grin got even bigger, if that was possible, and there was a glimmer of mischief in his eyes.

"Sonny loves me!" he sang, but I could only stare at him.

I tried to talk again, but I was still stuttering pretty badly. "C-C-C-Chad? C-c-could y-you put y-your s-s-shirt back o-o-on?"

"Why, my little Sonshine? Am I making you uncomfortable?" he asked, walking towards me. I was frozen to the spot. I just nodded dumbly, wishing I could stop staring at him.

He slipped behind me and I heard the door close. Strong arms wrapped around me and a sigh escaped my lips. He chuckled. "Looks like the Queen Random has fallen hard for the King of Drama," he whispered in my ear. I shivered as his hot breath hit my neck.

"N-n-n-no!" I tried to defend myself, but it was useless. You try and talk when Chad Dylan Cooper is shirtless and holding you around the waist!

"I think you have, Sonny. So, what were you coming to talk to me about?" he asked, nuzzling my neck. I shivered again, and involuntarily leaned in closer to him.

"I-I-I- n-need to k-k-kill M-Marta. N-n-n-needed y-your h-help," I was still tongue tied and I hated it.

"Hmmm, you're working on a plan already? You're quick." I could tell he was laughing on the inside.

"C-Chad put your shirt o-on," I said firmly, only stuttering a little bit.

"But you like it," he whined in my ear playfully, but he still unwrapped his arms from me and got his shirt. He put it back on smirking and I scowled at him.

"So, what did you want me to do?" he asked, looking at me with that infuriating smirk. I hated that smirk.

"Well, Mr. Icy," I said, and he frowned at the nickname. "I need you to call Marta and tell her to go somewhere so I can 'kill' her."

"Why did you call me Icy?" he questioned, still frowning.

"Well, you always call me 'Sonshine'. We're like opposites, so I figured 'Icy' would be the opposite of 'Sonshine'." I explained, waving my hands around.

His frown deepened. "I don't like it." Typical Chad.

"Well, what do you want me to call you?" I asked, amused. "Chaddykins? Chadford? "

"No, no, no. Never call me those names. Ever." He was giving me a stern look that made me giggle.

"Alright Mr. Icy," I replied easily, giggling a little again. Chad groaned.

"So, what did you want me to do again?" he asked, clearly trying to steer the conversation away from his name.

"I need you to call Marta. Tell her you need her to get her something, and send her off somewhere, as long as it's deserted. I'll wait there for her, and then I'll 'kill' her," I explained, hoping beyond hope that he would help me.

"How 'bout the cafeteria?" he questioned.

"No, Nico and Grady are in there," I answered, thinking hard. Where could Chad send her?

I had an idea. "The prop house!" I exclaimed.

Chad nodded, but then he became suspicious."WIIFC?" he asked, as if that was a completely normal thing to say.

"What?" I asked, dumbfounded. What does that mean? I thought to myself.

"It means 'What's in it for Chad?'. So, WIIFC?" he asked once again, having explained his abbreviation.

"I don't know. What do you want?" I had no idea what he could want from me of all people.

He seemed to ponder this. Then, he snapped his fingers like he got a really good idea.

He looked at me and I could swear both of his eyes were sparkling. "Well, I never did get that kiss from when I guess starred," he said slyly, his mouth turning up at the corners.

I narrowed my eyes at him and weighed the options. Back out like a chicken and have Chad mock me? Or do it and have him know how much I like him? I knew he would eventually find out that I liked him, so I had nothing to lose, really.

I gave him a sly grin to match his own. "Sure," I said, stepping closer. Breath, Sonny, I thought. It's just Chad. You're only kissing Chad.

He smirked and wrapped his arms around me. Again. What was with this boy and wrapping his arms around my waist?

He closed his eyes, both of them sparkling now. He started to lean in and I started to panic. I didn't know what to do! Then I had an idea. I pecked Chad on the cheek and his grip loosened in surprise. I slipped out and started running out the door, yelling over my shoulder, "Make sure you tell her to come to the prop house!" Then I laughed, delighted that I tricked Chad so easily.

Chad's POV

I stared at Sonny's retreating figure in dismay. Three times I missed my chance to kiss her. Three times. Maybe that meant that Sonny didn't like me.

I turned and faced a mirror to my right. I did notice, however, that there was a lipstick smudge, right on my cheek. Maybe Sonny just wasn't sure if she liked me or not, I thought hopefully to myself.

I waited a little bit before I called Marta. I wanted Sonny to be ready. She may not like me, but I'd still do anything for her, no matter what.

She picked up on the first ring. "Hello?" Marta asked, sounding a bit excited that I'm calling her.

"Marta?" I asked, trying to sound seductive. I heard a little squeal on the other end, although it was very faint.

"Yes, Chad?"

Here comes the hard part. I hadn't thought of a reason to tell Marta I wanted her to go to the prop house.

"Could you, uh, get my, uh, script from the So Random! prop house?" I asked, making something up on the spot.

"Okay," she said slowly. There was a pause and she hung up the phone.

I grinned triumphantly, knowing Sonny would be thankful I did that for her.

A few minutes later I heard a scream and knew that Sonny had 'killed' Marta. I smiled again, a genuine smile, and called everyone to tell them Marta was 'dead', trying not to sound too cheerful about it.

Sonny's POV

I almost laughed when Marta screamed. After she was done screaming she glared at me angrily. Finally she spoke. "I hope you have fun trying to 'kill' your boyfriend," she spat at me, venomin her voice.

"Boyfriend?" I questioned. What boyfriend?

"Chad, of course," she said. She turned on her heel and stomped out of the prop house.

My eyes were wide with shock. I had to 'kill' Chad?! I couldn't do that! He's been so nice to me lately… he saved me from Dakota, and he's been doing me favors and apologizing and… I sighed. I just didn't know how I was going to kill Chad!


Bum bum bum BA! Cliff hanger! Sorry, guys, I'm trying to be perky over here, but I'm still a little depressed that monkey87 is in the hospital! Alright, also, I don't know when I'll be posting next. Easter is coming, and I have standardized testing at school, which is really stressful! So, sorry if this story didn't meet up to your standards, but I'm trying!

INSPIRATION~ I got the inspiration for the Chad shirtless scene from Joker236's story Operation: Falls! So I'm giving her credit for that scene! This means she temporarily owns Chad! YAY! But seriously her story is really good so I suggest you check it out! Seriously. Do it now, or else. Do you remember those rabid bunnies? Yea, now I have rabid BEARS. So, go check out the story, or I will set my wild, rabid bears on you. Have a nice day! ^_^

WEIRD REQUEST! ~ I've realized that you guys really don't have anything to call me! You can call me Icy or something, but what's the fun in that? So you guys are going to name me! Yup, you heard me right! Give me a name in your review, and I'll pick the top three. Then, I'll post them, not on the next chapter, but the one after that! Then, I'll let the rest of you decide! Here's the form:

Name:

Meaning (I'd like to know what it means):

Reason (why you think that name suits me, or whatever. You don't really have to answer this one, but I'd like you to!):

Yeah, I know, you're probably looking at the computer screen, asking yourself if you just read right! Well, you did! I want my reviewers to give me a name! It's a name I will go by in all of my stories, so be warned! Make sure you can live with it! So, we'll see what crazy names I get! Try and make them creative people!

~xXIceshadowXx

Chad: xXIceshadowXx is making me apologize.

Me: Why is that Chad?

Chad: Because I didn't like any of the nicknames! They were so degrading!

Me: I am quite sorry about Chad. I liked the names, but Chad, being the Drama Queen he is, did not like any of them. Sorry again! Also, seriously go check out Joker236's story! It's awesome!

I saved some rabid bears; they are to be released from their cages if you do not push that green button in 20 seconds. REVIEW!