So I'm not even done with this story, but I've already written a spinoff for when it's finished…yeah I'm THAT ahead of myself! It's cute, I hope you guys will like it.
Sorry it took me so long! We have a snow day today (best birthday present) so I'm taking a relaxing day to sit and write and listen to Salute by Little Mix
Which you MUST buy!
Anyways…ENJOY!
I don't own SWAC or Allstar Weekend or Miley Cyrus or Scarlett Johansson or Bieber or even Chandler Bing sadly
Sonny POV
The kids and I had an eventful afternoon. I took them to the park to feed the ducks and play around, an hour later we got mobbed by the paparazzi, so we went out for ice cream as an alternate.
"Sorry we got mobbed, guys. I didn't think they knew we were in town," I apologized to my niece and nephew.
"It's ok. The park was still fun!" Liv said in response.
"Really?" We just fed ducks and were on the swings… I thought kids of their age would think it's boring…I win!
"Yeah!" Jake piped up from his chocolate ice cream. I laughed and wiped his face with a napkin.
"Is there anything else you guys want to do?" I asked finishing up my ice cream. As soon as I asked, there was a car screeching outside and instant yelling from the doors behind me. Did they SERIOUSLY find us again?
"Aunt Sonny, why do these people keep following us? Why do they want pictures?" Jake asked me.
"I honestly don't know. It's annoying," I threw away the empty cups and prepared to go out into the total madness, "Ready?"
I picked up my little Jake and took Liv's hand before we stepped outside.
Instantly, the level of the noise became intense and I'm pretty sure the flashing of lights almost blinded the 3 of us.
"SONNY ARE THESE YOUR CHILDREN?"
"SONNY ARE YOU AND CHAD DIVORCING?"
"HOW MANY MORE CHILDREN DO YOU PLAN TO ADOPT?"
"IS CHAD DYLAN COOPER CHEATING ON YOU?"
The photographers were getting pushy and it was hard to move, "Hey can I get through?" I had to lightly shove my way through making sure Liv was close behind me. I turned around for a slight second to readjust our hands together when one of the reporters pushed Liv out of the way to get a better shot. I gaped at him as Liv was thrust into me. I took a mental picture of his face and after I put the two in my car, I went to approach him, "HEY!" I called and he started taking more pictures, "Don't you dare go throwing a little girl around, I promise, things will get ugly next time," I warned him, spun on my heel, and walked to my car. I hesitated before starting up the engine, realizing I had just threatened a man. Not only that, but I threatened him as witnesses around were recording it.
It'll be a scandal before I get out of the parking lot
When we got home, Camille and Rob were there with all of their stuff packed at the door with Chad. We said our goodbyes and closed the door as their car drove down the driveway.
"What'd you guys do?" Chad asked in his adorable obliviousness.
"Got mobbed at the park AND the ice cream place!" I complained as we strolled to the living.
"Seriously? It's like we can't even leave the house without that happening…" Chad said sympathetically when we collapsed onto the sofa, "What'd you do about it?"
Oh crap. The question I'd been hoping he wouldn't ask.
I stayed silent and looked away.
"Sonshine?" Chad looked into my eyes, "Did you kill someone?" He joked. Melodramatic much?
"No…I promise it wasn't anything that bad!" I defended myself.
"What'd you do?" He said excited that for once he wasn't doing anything horrific. I simply turned on the TV to let them explain. Sure enough, I was the top news story. After it was over I looked back over at my husband. He stared back into my eyes with a stoic face, and after an excruciatingly silent minute when I was considering crying and feeling so guilty for what I threatened, he said, "Welcome to the dark side," and laughed.
"Chad," I tried not to laugh with him, "This is serious!"
"Sonshine, they do this to everyone. No worries, it'll blow over in 10 minutes," He reassured me after his laughing fit, "What's important is that you did the right thing."
"I know… but I feel horrible for threatening him! What example does that put out for the young kids watching? What will my fans think? What will my mom say?" I began to completely freak out.
"Sonny…Sonny…" Chad attempted to pull me out of panic mode, "Nobody's gonna be mad at you for telling someone it's wrong to push a little girl."
"No, but they're gonna be mad at me for threatening him," I whined.
"Be honest here," He seemed like he was going to say something serious, "On a scale of Chandler from Friends to Miley, how badass do you feel?"
I raised a brow (my prized possession), "Scarlett Johansson as Natasha Romanoff."
A little while later, I took to Flitter to clear things up before I lost a zillion fans kinda like the whole "Justin Bieber cut his hair" ordeal:
So I kinda went off at a photographer today…in case you hadn't noticed…and if you're reading this, I'M SO SORRY!
I guess it was just the heat of the moment…YOU try being followed and stalked and mobbed all day and see how you like it!
I instantly got thousands of replies, but my favorites came from my besties:
Nico: SonnyMunroeCoop it happens to the best of us, Son! Hang in there!
Tawni: SonnyMunroeCoop NicoHarris CDCooper SHE'S ONE OF US NOW! I've never been more proud of you, Sonny!
Chad: Tawniisgorgeous SonnyMunroeCoop little Ms Perfect finally joined the dark side
Zach Porter: SonnyMunroeCoop gets a sea of attention when she threatens a reporter… I wonder what would happen if I punched one in the neck…
And so I felt obligated to reply to some:
Tawniisgorgeous CDCooper uhm wow…thanks for the support you guys…btw that was SARCASM!
ZachAllstar I TRIPLE DOG DARE YOU!
I finally finished it off with:
Nobody pushes my Liv…NOBODY!
Chad and I decided to watch a movie after that. Halfway through, my phone started ringing. The caller ID read 'Ryan Laughlin aka DO NOT ANSWER'. I avoided his calls for half an hour until they started getting really annoying.
"Hello?" I answered in my notorious alien voice. Chad tried not to laugh as he watched me.
"Is this Sonny Munroe?" Ryan asked into the phone.
"Nope," I answered in my normal voice.
"But it sounds like it. Are you Sonny Munroe?"
"No. I'm not," I told him.
"You're sure you're not Sonny Munroe?"
"I'm positive I'm not Sonny Munroe."
"But you sound like her…"
"I'm not Sonny Munroe," I attempted to say with a straight face. What? I'm not lying! My legal name isn't Munroe anymore.
Too bad the reporters are too dumb to figure this out…I even changed my Flitter name…
The battle went on for another 10 minutes until he gave up, "That was annoying," I rolled my eyes.
"2 reporters in 1 day? Watch out world, Sonny's on a rampage!" Chad joked as I snuggled back into his shoulder.
"I wasn't lying though! My legal name isn't Munroe. If they had figured this out by now, I wouldn't have to waste my time with that issue," I informed him.
"Feeling sassy today?" Chad teased me.
"My wrist has been throbbing and in pain all day. I couldn't hold it in anymore!" I complained.
After the movie, Chad had to run to a meeting and I was at home alone again suffering through both guilt and pain.
Chad POV
I walked in the garage door after my meeting with my managers to see Sonny still lying on the couch. Only she was on her back holding her wrist with her eyes clenched together, "How badly does it hurt?" I sat down next to her.
"Really badly," She whimpered. I hate it when she whimpers…my caring always takes over and that means 'cheesy Chad' comes to town… "I called the doctor and he said I have to ice it for 20 minutes every 2 hours, but every time I try to get up I get shocks of extreme pain, and-"
Sonny POV
"I got it," Chad said as I rambled. My wrist continued throbbing and shooting pain up my arm and through my whole body. I'm never booking a location outside EVER AGAIN!
Chad came back minutes later with a bag of ice, a cup of water, and two pain relief tablets, "It should take about 30 minutes to kick in," He told me after I swallowed the pills.
Chad sat next to me for the 30 minutes, even though I was still in extreme pain. Every time I moved, scratch that, every time I breathed in I got back a shot of excessive stinging to the point where tears were coming out of my eyes. (AN: This happened to me one time with my arm- it was so painful)Chad looked down at me with worried blue eyes every few seconds. After about an hour when I was still wincing from the ache and my head was starting to hurt from the long day, he offered me a hand, "You should probably sit up so your head won't hurt so badly."
"Ok," My voice squeaked.
I took his hand and attempted to lift my head slowly without having any more pain from my wrist. Just trying to lift my head was extremely painful, when I tried to sit up, it felt like nothing had ever hurt more in my life. I put all of my weight on my legs as I tried to sit up, and Chad was there to stabilize me. I winced once more as I endeavored to sit up and another tear escaped from my squeezed eyelids.
After I had finally sat up (I felt like an old person not being able to do something that simple), both my head and my wrist started throbbing harder (I didn't even think it was possible). I leaned my agonizing head onto Chad's shoulder, "Ow," I said quietly. He put his arm around me and I winced again from my stupid wrist.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Sonshine," He apologized so cutely that I would have smiled if I wasn't in so much pain, "It's never my intention to hurt you in any way, shape, or form."
"I know," I let a couple more tears fall, both from the pain from my wrist and recalling past events. The past was where it was always an intention for me to be hurt in any way, shape, or form. Those memories didn't really help the pain at all.
I had awful dreams that night. Actually they weren't really dreams, they were more flashbacks. Every time I awoke startled, the pain would return. So I guess you can't really call that my best day.
Uhm yeah so that's definitely my shortest chapter so far.
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-Linz