Look at that! All those reviews! I give all of my wonderful reviewers virtual cookies in thanks. :)
Joker236 brought up a good point in one of the reviews- do you notice how some of these episodes have been a lot of common fanfic ideas? Ooh, do you think they secretly read these? Wouldn't that be cool! :)
Disclaimer – I don't own SWAC, or any other common brand or name. Cheyanne is based off of my cat though… yes, she does fetch, and she is insanely smart, and probably plotting to take over the world. *shrug*
Six o'clock rolled around quickly. The sun wasn't even up at this time, when footsteps were heard in the house.
The door to Chad's room creaked open, as Tiffany put a hand on his shoulder and shook him awake.
"Chad, wake up." She said in a cracked, morning voice.
He rolled over to reveal that he had been sleeping with one of those things covering his eyes. He flipped it upward, and looked at her, then at the clock on his night stand.
"It's six am! Go away, Chad Dylan Cooper needs his beauty sleep." He told her grumpily, letting his head fall face down, back into the pillow.
Tiffany stood there tapping her foot, before she reached a hand forward, slipping a finger under the elastic band resting on his golden hair and… SNAP!
Chad fell out of bed freaking out. "What was that for!?!?!" He yelled at her, along with a few choice words, as he rubbed the spot on the back of his head where the band of the sleep mask had snapped him.
"Get up." was all she said.
He scowled at her coldly, climbing back onto his bed and turning his back to her.
"Leave me alone." He grumbled.
"I'm not a morning person either, Chad, but dang it, GET UP!"
Silence.
"Alright, you asked for it." She told him in a singsong voice, as she walked out.
'Finally, some peace and quiet…' Chad thought, not hearing her come back. Just when he had relaxed again, and shut his eyes, SPLASH!
Sonny jolted awake hearing a scream followed by quick, heavy footsteps, laughter and Chad shouting "GET BACK HERE!"
She stood up, and walked out, only to be nearly run over by Tiffany as she whipped around the corner and into her room, slamming and locking the door. She caught the amused look on Tiffany's face though, and had no trouble figuring out what had happened as Chad rounded the corner, soaked, and began beating on Tiffany's door.
"Get out here! No one gets Chad Dylan Cooper OR his hair wet, NO ONE!" He shouted.
Sonny suppressed her laughter, and placed a hand on Chad's shoulder.
He whipped around, angrily. "Can you believe she did this, seriously?!"
He paced like a caged tiger, his hands balled up into fists, and his blue eyes looking like storm clouds had taken them over. His hair, faced, and a good section of his shirt were all drenched in icy water.
Tiffany bravely opened the door, and walked out like nothing had happened. "Good. You're both awake." She said, calmly.
"You!" Chad said, through clenched teeth. He walked threateningly towards Tiffany, until Sonny grabbed his arm and pulled him back.
"Chad!" She said sharply. "Calm down! I'm sure she has a good reason for waking you up."
"She better." He seethed.
"We're leaving in an hour." She told them, nonchalantly. "I figured Mr. Drama Queen would want to have ample time to get ready."
It was obvious that she had already done so.
"King!" Chad shouted. "Drama KING!"
"Where are we going this early?" Sonny asked, still holding onto Chad.
"Out." Tiffany told them, an eyebrow rose as she spoke. "Oh, and make sure you wear jeans. Anyway, I'll be downstairs. C'mon Chey." She didn't give them a chance to question the jeans.
The cat followed her down the stairs, and Chad stormed off towards his room, grumbling. Sonny turned and headed into her room, into the bathroom attached to it, to take a shower.
They came down right on time, Chad wearing dark blue jeans and a lighter blue t-shirt, and Sonny wearing blue jeans and a red t-shirt, to find Tiffany sitting on one of the black leather couches, playing fetch with Chey.
"That cat is so weird." Chad commented, still a little grumpy, but no where near as bad as he had been.
"Weird? I think she's adorable!" Sonny countered.
Tiffany just smiled as she threw the little blue mouse once more, and the cat bolted after it. Chey came back soon after, and this time Tiffany picked her up, kissed her head and spoke.
"See you later, little meow." The cat purred as she was set back down, and chased after the mouse.
"Let's go!" Tiffany told them, and headed to the garage.
"World's youngest cat lady…" Chad mumbled to Sonny, who smacked him on the arm.
"She just loves her cat!" She insisted.
"A little too much, maybe." Chad added for her. She rolled her eyes, and walked away.
They got into the car (Tiffany still wouldn't let Chad drive), and headed to the nearest gas station to fill up and get a soda.
On the road, they drove for nearly an hour. When they arrived at a horse barn, Chad spoke.
"Alright, if we are doing this I need new boots and a cowboy hat now."
"Don't worry Chad; they some you can borrow." Tiffany assured him, putting the car in park.
"Ha," Chad sarcastically stated. "No. Chad Dylan Cooper doesn't borrow things. I refuse to wear sweaty old hats or boots."
"Ugh, you are such a diva. How do you put up with him, Sonny?" Tiffany began to drive again, finding an old western store on the GPS, and stopping there.
"I'd just hate to be in his cast." Sonny teased him, receiving a dark glare.
Chad went in, and soon came out with a brown leather cowboy boots on, and a sleek black cowboy hat on.
By the time they got back to the horse barn, it was nearly nine.
"It smells here." Chad made a face.
"I used to ride in Wisconsin all the time." Sonny smiled brightly. "This will be so much fun!"
A tall, chubby guy in his mid-50's stepped out of the barn, and walked up to Tiffany. "Thought you were going to be here earlier?" He said, not sounding mad, just questioning.
"Sorry Mr. H, we would've been if it wasn't for the drama snob over there." She motioned towards Chad.
The man chuckled heartily. "Name's Bill." He told the celebrities, and held out his hand to shake.
"He's a friend of my dad's." Tiffany explained. "Bill, this is Sonny and Chad. Chad, Sonny, this is Bill."
They shook hands as Bill spoke. "Friend? Ahh, Jon is like a son to me." He smiled before leading them inside.
Horses of all sorts stuck their heads out of their stalls, neighing and snorting.
"Tiffany, I know you'll ride Galaxy, but what kind of experience do you two have?"
"I rode all the time in Wisconsin." Sonny grinned brightly. "We had horses on the farm."
"Well, sounds like you can just pick one then." Bill chuckled.
"Chad has probably never ridden a day in his life." Tiffany commented, when the boy remained quiet.
"Have too!" He insisted. "I want that one!" He pointed, not giving any of them a chance to say otherwise.
"You sure you don't want an easier one?" The older man asked.
"Positive."
"O-kay."
Tiffany and Bill helped Sonny and Chad get their horses, and lead them outside to a hitch.
Sonny stood next to the frisky palamino, and brushed her golden coat.
"It's funny you pick this one, Sonny… her name is Sunshine." Tiffany told her with a smile.
The horse dipped her head and snorted, as Sonny began putting the tack on her.
"She looks like my horse back in Wisconsin, except Lightning had blue eyes instead of brown." She smiled at the memories.
Bill was helping Chad get his horse, an appaloosa stallion with a shining white coat that was dotted with dark brown spots. The horse had two blue eyes.
"This here's Apache. He can be a wild one, so if you want to back down, I'll understand." Bill warned.
"Nope, he'll do." Chad said smugly, watching Bill put the tack on the horse, and admiring the horse's muscular yet sleek build.
Once done with the tack, Bill stood up and checked Sunshine's tack, just to make sure.
It was about that time when Tiffany led out a large, sleek black stallion. His coat shimmered blue, as he tossed his long black mane into the wind. He had a single white star in the middle of his forehead, and two blue eyes.
"Why can't I ride that one?" Chad asked as Bill walked back his way.
"Heh, no one can ride Galaxy but Tiff." He explained. "She found him out in the field, after his wild mother had been killed. She brought him in and bottle-fed him until he was old enough to be weaned. My son tried to ride him, and got bucked half way back to Omaha." He laughed.
Tiffany put the blue saddlepad on him, and the shiny, black leather saddle followed. She then put the bridle on him, and mounted the horse. Galaxy hopped a bit, his two front feet leaving the ground just a bit, as he snorted excitedly. He wanted to run.
"Easy." Tiffany told him.
"Hey Tiff, want me to get the boy to come with you?" Bill asked, regarding his son.
Tiffany's face fell, and she tensed. Chad and Sonny caught it, and exchanged glances.
"Uh, let him sleep." She said. Bill nodded, and they watched Sonny climb up on the golden mare.
The frisky little mare snorted and she pranced over to Galaxy's side.
"She is such a sweet horse!" Sonny commented, reaching down and petting her soft mane.
Chad was next. He looked around at everyone staring at him. He swallowed, before he placed one foot in the stirrup, and pulled himself up.
"Hey, where'd his head go?" Chad asked, looking around.
Tiffany and Sonny busted up laughing, as Bill chuckled, and stepped forward to help him.
"You're on the horse backwards, son." He chuckled, but before he could reach him, a snake slithered past the horses feet, and Apache reared.
Chad fell face-first into the dust.