A/N: This is the longest chapter I have ever done! Ever. And it's pretty boring for the most part, because I didn't know how to go about writing this, but I hope you are at least pleased with it.

A/N2: And congrats to ShinexLikexGold who guessed where Annabelle Lee came from first, and to Selene Melia who also knew. Annabelle Lee came from a poem by Edgar Allen Poe and his love for Annabelle Lee.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything in this chapter, at all. Sadly.

"Portlyn? Portlyn wake up." Tawni slapped the unconscious Portlyn's cheeks lightly. Her eyelids fluttered, and she looked up at Zora, Tawni and I who were crowded around her, with confused eyes.

"Huh?" She blinked.

"Are you okay?" Tawni asked, pushing back some of Portlyn's hair, which had fallen into her face.

She frowned, and sat up slowly. "Yeah, I'm fine. I just had the weirdest dream…" she trailed off when she saw the other occupants in the room. She gulped loudly, and her jaw dropped.

I coughed. "Uh, yeah. We kinda forgot to tell you they came to the future…"

Her eyebrows rose. "Future? Wait." She narrowed her eyes and turned to Zora who was looking sheepish. "You were messing with that damn time machine again, weren't you?"

Zora frowned. "It wasn't me this time! It was her," she pointed to her younger self. "Yeesh. Why does everyone always assume I did it?" She muttered the last part. I smirked at her.

"Because it usually is your fault when something like this happens." She stuck her tongue out at me, and made Tawni laugh.

Portlyn smiled, then shook her head. "So how long have they been here?"

"Just since last night. But their doppelgangers all know they're here." Tawni answered.

She looked at me with raised eyebrows, and muttered so only they people from our time could hear her. "And they know this is your wedding to Chad that is being planned, right? They don't look any older than sixteen, so that means you and Chad…"

"Haven't gotten together yet, right. But yeah they do know."

Zora leered. "They found out when they saw the two almost doing the nasty."

Tawni laughed. "The horizontal mambo."

"Bumping hips."

"Knocking knees."

"Getting down and dirty."

"Scratching their itches."

I stopped their banter from going any farther, since the past girls' eyes were wide open, and Portlyn was in danger of cracking a rib.

"Okay! We get it. And it's only because you," I pointed at Zora, who knocked my finger away. "Never knock."

She grinned. "Why would I do that? If you just bust in, it could be a good chance to get blackmail material."

I rolled my eyes. Tawni stood up and grabbed Portlyn's hand and helped her. "Okay, are we going to stay her gabbing all day or are we going to try on some dresses?"

I looked at Zora who was now rolling her eyes. I chuckled and stood, as did Zora. "Okay, so how about Tawni, younger Tawni, go first since it seems she has the less dresses of the two?" Tawni looked warily at the mountain of dresses chosen out for her, while T clapped her hands and grabbed her much smaller pile and ran into the dressing room.

Portlyn shook her head. "This is so surreal." I laughed and put my arm around her waist, leading her to the couch with everyone else.

"Only for the first hour or two, I promise." She laughed.

I turned to Tawni. "So what did you get her?"

She shrugged. "This and that."

"Okay!" came the voice from the dressing room. "First one." She stepped out.

I grimaced. The dress was puke green, with one shoulder strap and about seven inches above her knees. I looked over to see similar expressions.

"Uh, no." S said to T. She nodded in agreement and went back into the dressing room.

I cast an incredulous look to Tawni. "Why did you pick that?"

She looked at me. "It looked cute on the hanger."

Zora snorted. "Nothing that color is cute. If I wanted to wear puke, I'd just let Bert eat cheese."

I gagged.

"How about this one?" A bright red dress that went to the floor, and a split up the side clear to her hip. Lots of head shaking.

And it went like that for about twenty minutes until—

"Okay, this is the last one. I like it." And the only word I could think to describe it was Tawni. The younger one of course.

It was spaghetti strapped, with a modest V-neck in the front and back, and an empire waist that gathered just below it. It was water colored with teals and yellows and purples, and it suited her. I nodded enthusiastically.

Tawni squealed, which made Portlyn and I roll our eyes.

T laughed. "So this one?" Everyone gave the affirmative.

I puffed my cheeks and blew out heavily when she came out with her dress. "Okay Tawn, you're up next."

She groaned, and grabbed the gargantuan pile of clothes.

Zora sighed. "This is going to take awhile."

I laughed and nodded. Then a voice was heard from the dressing room. "Sonny? Could you—agh—help me?"

I raised an eyebrow, but got up, and went in. Tawni was in a pale blue dress that was extremely tight, and she was having trouble zipping it.

"What's going on?"

She pulled on the zipper. "I—can't—get—it." She sighed and dropped her arms, the zip halfway.

I came around to her back. "I thought this was the size you wore?"

She sighed again. "It was."

I couldn't get it to close. "Then why isn't it fitting?"

"I have a little bump."

I frowned, tugging on the zipper. "A what?"

"A stomach bump."

I scowled when it didn't work, and dropped my hands. "But you never gain weight, no matter how much you eat. That stupid metabolism of yours and all." Lucky bitch.

She turned towards me. I looked down at her stomach, and sure enough, there was a little rounded lump. My eyebrows shot up.

She sighed. "I'm pregnant."

My eyes goggled. "You're what?"

She laughed. "Pregnant. I was hoping the bump wouldn't be noticeable, but now that it is… Ugh."

I couldn't believe my ears. "Does Nico know?"

She smiled, and nodded. "We were going to wait to tell everyone after your wedding."

I shook my head. Weird. Very weird. But then I realized what exactly she said and asked, "Are you okay with it?"

She smiled even wider and put a hand on her lower abdomen. "Absolutely."

I grinned and squealed quietly, hugging her tightly. "Oh this is great! I am so happy for you! Are you and Nico going to… you know." I motioned to the store around us, and my engagement ring.

She laughed. "No, we don't want to get married just yet. We think maybe after the baby is born. Probably a couple years down the road."

"How far are you?"

"Almost four months."

I grinned widely. "You're going to need some new dresses."

She slumped. "Oh thank you lord Jesus."

I laughed. Tawni was not religious. "I'll sneak you some, I'll just tell the others you are going through the ones you don't like."

She sighed, and unzipped her dress. "Thanks."

I slipped out the door and told them exactly what I said I would, then went back to the dress section and grabbed four or five from the rack that I thought Tawni would like.

I went back into the room and slipped them to her.

When I got back Z asked, "Are they all going to wear the same dresses, or the same color but different styles?"

I thought about it, and how much simpler it would be to just have the same dresses instead of having to go through all the dresses that were picked out. "The same dresses. So whatever one that Tawni finds, that Zora and Portlyn like will be the bridesmaid dress."

Zora whooped. "Oh thank God. I thought we were going to have to try on every single dress."

I laughed.

"So where are you even having the wedding?" S asked.

Portlyn looked surprised. "She didn't tell you?"

Z and S shook their heads. Oops. "Chad's family owns a little beach house in Malibu. It's private property all around, so we are having wedding there."

Zora laughed. "You're getting spoiled if you call that thing little. It's bigger than Condor Studios!"

I rolled my eyes. "Compared to their house, it's tiny."

Zora laughed. "Anyway, they are having the wedding on the beach, and the reception in the dining hall of the mansion."

"Beach house." I corrected.

"Beach house." She smirked.

I rolled my eyes again, for the millionth time that day. Mom lied. My eyes haven't gotten stuck yet.

"Are you done yet Tawni? You're taking forever in there. Maybe Tawni's pile of dresses at her." Portlyn said.

I laughed. That sentence was so weird!

The door opened and Tawni came out, I turned around. And gaped. The dress was peach colored, as expected, it was strapless, and had a sweetheart neckline, with and empire waist, where it ruched just beneath it. It was floor length and flow-y, and perfect.

"Wow." Zora said. "Nico is going to eat you up."

T blushed, and Tawni giggled.

I shook my head. "So, Portlyn, Zora, what is the verdict?"

"I'll wear it!" Portlyn exclaimed.

Zora nodded. "Me too."

I clapped my hands. "Great!" Let's go get them in your sizes then while Tawni changes."

Tawn went back into the room while Zora and Portlyn went to find the dress, where I told them it was located. I turned towards S and Z. "Who wants to go next?"

T and S looked at each other and pushed Z forward. "We want to see Zora in a dress."

I chuckled, but couldn't blame them. I've only seen Zora in a real dress, not counting skits, three times; my high school graduation, her high school graduation, and her prom.

"Okay, Zora. You're up." She grumbled all the way to the room when the dresses were shoved on her.

T turned towards us. "What kind of dress do you think Zora will wear?"

S laughed. "Something that screams Zora, that no other person would wear to a normal wedding."

I smiled. "Can't be too fancy, it would look weird on a twelve year old."

"I turn thirteen in a month, missy!" Z shouted from the dressing room.

"And," Zora said coming in with her dress. "I was pretty voluptuous for my age sadly. Still am." She said, looking down at her chest and turning to see her jean clad butt.

T snorted. "Zora is not! She's a little board."

Zora shook her head. "Nope. I used bandages, and baggy clothes to hide it. If I remember correctly, I was already in a C-cup."

T and S gaped. "You lie."

Zora smiled. "'Fraid not, young grasshoppers."

I snorted. Then Z came out in a dark purple and yellow dress. The bottom was purple, and in a Tutu style, with ruffles, and the top was yellow spaghetti strapped with an orange strap below the bust that tied in the back. It was pretty cute, but you could tell Z did not like it. She shook her head despite protests, and went back into the dressing room.

For the next hour she came out in all different dresses of shapes, sizes, and colors. From floor length dresses in neon green, to turtle neck dresses to mid thigh, in tie-dye, she didn't like one enough. And Zora definitely proved S and T wrong. Zora was quite… Curvy for a thirteen year old.

"Gah. She is so stubborn." S said hanging upside down from the couch. Zora poked her, playfully.

"Yeah, like you should be one to talk." S grinned at her.

Finally, Z came out in a bright blue kimono dress, with a V-neck and black tank underneath, and different colored stripes surrounding it, with pink calla-lily on the bottom.

"I love it. I'm getting it." Was all she said, and went back into the dressing room.

Everyone looked at each other and shrugged. Okay then.

Just then my phone rang. It was still "We are Golden" by Mika for Chad. I answered. "Hello?"

"Uh, Sonny?" Chad sounded nervous. I immediately became suspicious. My eyes narrowed.

"Yes?"

"Uhm, how is your shopping going?" Something was up.

"Just great. What did you do?"

He laughed nervously. "Why do you assume I did something?"

"Because, Chad, you never care about my shopping excursions, you have your whole day to you and the guys and wouldn't waste it on calling your fiancé, and you sound nervous and guilty. What. Did. You. Do."

"Uh. We may have gotten Grady, the younger one, stuck in the air vents and um…" He mumbled the last part so quietly I didn't hear him.

"What was that?"

He coughed, and I heard whispers of "No! Don't tell her! You'll be a dead man!" from the background. He repeated what he said louder this time.

My eyes widened and my hand gripped my phone tighter. "You did what to my office?"

( Older Chad's POV)

I winced. Sonny could be loud at times. "Uhm. It was an accident?" I was so dead. I looked over to see Nico slapping his head and shaking it, and Grady groaning.

Chad was still trying to help Nico get Grady out of the vent. It wasn't working.

I gulped and thought about dropping the phone. Sonny's office was her haven. It was an image of her success, her place to get away when the whole business become too much. It was hers, and she made her way to the top to have it, and I know this. Oh, I am dead man.

"Chad." Came her voice, deadly quiet, from the phone. I cleared my throat.

"Yes, beautiful?" Maybe if I try flattery, everyone loves flattery.

"Don't you, 'Yes, beautiful' me," or maybe not. "What. Did. You. Do. To. My. Office."

I saw Grady and Nico shaking their heads and slicing their hands across their throats. I brought my hand up in a helpless gesture. They looked at each other, and gulped.

"We, uh, kinda, exploded something in it… But we didn't know it was going to combust like that, I swear!" I heard her growl from the other line.

"What did you explode, Cooper?" Uh oh. Last names. This was bad. This was very bad.

"Uh. You know that purple dinosaur you used for a sketch…"

"Yes." He could imagine her narrowed eyes.

"Yes." He could imagine her narrowed eyes.

"Well, it was hollow. And we decided to put spaghetti in it…"

It was quiet. Then, "Why would you want to put spaghetti in a dinosaur?"

Uh… "Well. Uh. We were going to play a prank on the Meal or No Meal set, thus Grady being in the vent the only place where he would've been able to get through into it was your office s we were going to take the dino up into the vents and dangle it in the middle of their set while they were hanging out, and we put one of Zora's timers on the dinosaur so when it was up it would explode, but something went wrong when the timer was set and Grady got stuck in the vent and it exploded." It all came out in one big rush. Usually Chad Dylan Cooper wasn't afraid of anything, but I know my fiancé, and this is a good time to be scared.

She paused. Oh man. "Clean it up. It better be spotless buy the time I get back. Go get something slippery to slide him out of the vent; I'm sure that won't be a problem considering you are all covered in spaghetti. When you are done with that, none of you are to take a shower. That will be your punishment, for now. And make sure every other room I'm sure you've destroyed is cleaned. Oh and dear, when I get back, you and I are going to have words." I gulped.

"Yes, Sonshine." I saw Nico mouth "whipped" and flipped him the bird.

"Good." Then she clicked off. I sighed in relief and relayed the message to the other five. We all looked around at the spaghetti covered office. Nico put his hands on his hips. "Guess we better get moving then."

I nodded in resignation. This was going to be a long day.

I snapped the phone closed and ran a hand through my hair, and glared at Zora. Who looked surprised and jerked back innocently. "What? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"I told you until they left everything was going to be crazy."

Tawni laughed. "What did they do now?"

I scowled. "They blew up my office with spaghetti. Spaghetti! Christ." I rubbed my forehead.

Tawni tried to hold back her giggles, and Zora just threw her head back and guffawed, and S laughed, snorting every once in a while. T grinned and Z just came out of the dressing room with her kimono.

"This is not funny." I said, my lips twitching, betraying my words.

Zora laughed, nodding her head and wiping tears from her eyes. "Oh yes, yes it is."

I rolled my eyes, my smile large. "Okay! Jeez. Let's just get this over with so we can go home and deal with those boys. Sonny, you're up." She nodded, snorting the whole way.

Portlyn guffawed, still, and was leaning on Tawni for support.

Zora was still giggling, so I cuffed her on her arm, and she laughed harder. I glared.

"Oh, come on Sonny. You have to admit this is funny. Only your fiancé and our friends would get up to this." Tawni tried to reason, which she steadily became better at over the years.

I gave in and whined, "But why my office?"

Zora rolled her eyes. "Probably because that is the only part left in Condor Studios that wasn't thrashed."

I laughed. It was a good thing Mr. Condor liked Chad so much, otherwise he would be in a lot of trouble. And I said as much.

T looked surprised. "Mr. Condor still runs the studios?" She questioned.

Tawni frowned at her. "Of course. Who else would?"

T glanced at Z. "Well, I always thought Dakota would."

Zora growled. "Eeeevilllllll…" I rolled my eyes.

Z scowled and barked, which made Tawni jump. I laughed.

"No, Dakota is CEO for MF and SO industries."

"What is that?" T questioned.

I rolled my eyes once again, while Tawni beamed. "Mackenzie Falls and So Random industries produce toys and multiple clothing lines for the TV shows they sponsor."

The two girls gaped. "Wow."

I nodded. "Oh yeah. And what with Chad and I running our shows, business is booming."

T had a look of understanding on her face. "Oh. Well, if Mr. Condor retires, and Dakota is his only child, and she doesn't want to run the studio, who will?"

Zora shrugged. "No one knows." Portlyn nodded.

Tawni did also. "I just hope he doesn't retire anytime soon. Who knows what changes would be made? The shows could be cut."

I shook my head vigorously. "No way would Mr. Condor let that happen. He would set down some rules before he retired and passed the business over to someone else, wouldn't he?"

"I would hope so, but who knows." Zora answered.

"I'm just glad he never handed the reins over to Dakota. Condor Studios would be totally different." Portlyn commented.

I nodded my head. "Sonny you done yet?"

Her disembodied voice drifted out. "Just trying on the last one. I didn't like any of the others, so I hope this—one—works." She sighed. "Okay, coming out!"

She came out in a butter yellow, knee length flow-y dress. It was chiffon dress with a sweetheart bodice, and strapless. With the chance of sounding vain, I had to say I looked damn good. I laughed aloud at the thought.

She looked at me—her? Us?—and furrowed her brow. "You don't like it?"

I quickly shook my head to stop any insecurities, I remember how self conscious I was as a teenager. "No, it looks amazing. I was just thinking about how incredible I looked. I was laughing at me calling myself, who is really you, who is me, hot. Very strange."

She snorted, and Zora grinned.

"So, you like this one?" T asked, fingering the dress delicately.

She nodded. "I love it."

I grinned. "Great! Go get changed then. What's next?"

Everyone in front of me looked at each other with evil grins on their faces. I felt my stomach drop. "Uh, guys?"

Portlyn looked at Zora, who nodded, and without saying a thing both got up and moved towards me like a tiger would towards her prey. I gulped, and backed up, only to be stopped by the love seat.

They each grabbed one of my arms and carried me into the dressing room and locked me in. "Hey! Guys! Hello? What are you doing you crazy people?"

I heard T yell, "We'll be back soon Sonny!"

I pounded my fist on the locked door. Why the hell did it lock from the outside? "Wait! Where're you going? Hey! You guys! Ugh!" I turned and sat on the bench with my arms folded. What the hell.

Minutes later, and me bored out of my mind with my fingers tapping on my chin, I was suddenly bombarded by white. What…?

"Here you go." Portlyn pushed the last of the dresses over the door.

I looked at the white floor, and the ridiculous pile of dresses, and puffed out my cheeks. This was going to take a while.

Finally, I decided to try on one dress that each person chose, and was easy to identify who chose what. Tawni chose an ivory spaghetti strapped dress with a scoop neck, and clung to the bodice until it puffed out straight to the floor. No, thank you Tawni. Next!

Zora chose a cream capped shoulder dress, with yellow around the square neck, and dropped straight to the floor in a warm column. Pretty, but not the one for me.

Portlyn's was ivory over light gold, slim line gown with corset closure, embellished lace fell over Roman Satin and golden rosettes over the whole dress. Again, beautiful, but no.

T's was in alabaster, a full bustled gown with dipped neckline and corset closure. The glamour of embellished lace accents the bodice, as a sensational fit through the hip area combines with caught-up detailing throughout the Soft Shimmer Satin skirt. A romantic lace inset panel is punctuated with handmade flowers that are also nestled within bustled train. No way. That was more of a Tawni dress.

Z's was an ivory/pewter accent with an A-line, halter gown with zipper closure. Tulle is embellished with glistening metallic lace in this truly romantic design. A Valencia Organza ruched banded accent slims the waist, while scalloped edging graces the hemline. The back treatment is a captivating innovation with a glistening beaded motif delicately positioned beneath straps joining at the halter neckline. Beautiful, but it just wasn't the one I saw myself wearing on my wedding day.

Last was S's. I didn't think it was much when I saw it on the hanger, but then I put it on. It was pure white, one-piece, strapless, A-line gown with lace-up or zipper over inner lace-up closure. This gown features a soft sweetheart neckline and a romantic A-line silhouette. Embellished Alenion lace accentuates the bodice and encircles the bottom hem with a scalloped edge. It was floor length and perfect. I love it.

I guess I gasped when I saw it in the mirror or something, because Portlyn yelled, "Sonny? You okay?"

I answered, still looking at the dress. "Yeah. I found it." Literally I thought with some amusement. My past self chose her wedding dress, the dress she was going to marry her supposed arch-enemy in. I shook my head and chuckled.

"Well what are you waiting for? Come out!" Zora yelled.

I smirked. "Nope. I'm going to take it off and put it in its bag and buy it. You guys can see it the day of the wedding."

Tawni whined, "But Sooonnyyyyyy!" I laughed.

"It doesn't need to be tailored?" Z asked.

"No." I said, looking at the dress. "It's perfect." Then I saw the price tag and winced. It's a good thing I'm a successful actress. I took the dress off and grabbed it, taking the other girls' dresses with me to the front.

"What are you doing?" Portlyn asked.

"Paying for the dresses." I said nonchalantly. Only to be drowned out by protests, which I ignored, and bought all eight dresses. Then almost fainted at the cost the woman said.

I handed over my credit card.

"Eight dresses?" T asked.

I nodded, and thanked the woman, grabbing the dresses. "Yeah, all of ours, then Annabelle Lee's."

Portlyn looked up from her purse where she was digging for her car keys. "Sonny I told you I would buy Anna-Lee's dress."

I kept walking. "Oh well, I bought it first."

She growled, and I smirked.

"So what are we doing now?" Zora asked, jumping into the back seat.

I sighed as everyone climbed in, and put on my sunglasses. "We get to go back to the studio and deal with the children."

Tawni laughed, and turned up the radio. "Hey Sun!" Zora suddenly exclaimed.

I looked in the rearview at her, to see her with a devious look in her eyes that only meant trouble. "Yes?"

"How fast do you think we can get there?" I grinned. My baby is a speed machine, and we knew plenty of back alley's to the studio because of all our fans.

"Let's see, shall we? Hold on." And I put it in gear and sped off squealing.

So here we go. Long chappie. 4,329 words! Hope you like. Reviews are very loved.

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