Hello again! I know I just posted four chapters or something like that last night, but like I said, I would love to get this whole thing posted so I can start on a new story. Also, I am now editing each chapter before I post it so there are no longer boring recaps. Yes, there are still recaps, but I'm trying to do them the same way I did in earlier chapters, without using the entire dialog between everyone. If you want to hear the lines, go watch the episodes. On a lighter note, this chapter was one of my favorite to write. I hope you have as much fun reading it as I did writing it!!

Disclaimer: Sonny With a Chance still isn't mine

Episode #14:

Prank'd

Chad Dylan Cooper Always Gets The Last Laugh

Sonny knew the second Chad told her cast he was the host of a new TV show that she was going to become his victim. Sure, he didn't like any members of her cast, but she was the one he loved to pick on. It only made sense she was the one to be humiliated on national television.

When Chad set her up an audition to a movie she really wanted to be in, Tawni was the one to convince Sonny it had to be a prank. Instead of going in and trying her best, Sonny did the worse acting she could and covered the poor man in charge with maple syrup and feathers.

Chad laughed out loud when his friend filled him in about Sonny's audition. He knew it wasn't a funny situation, but at the same time, he could see the happy-go-lucky Sonny as she did it, that smile he loved pasted on her lips the whole time. She always seemed to be in a good mood; he could only imagine how happy she'd been thinking she was getting him before he could get her.

He made sure his smile was gone when he visited the prop house again. Sonny wasn't happy for once, and she apologized for her actions when Chad had 'just been doing something nice'.

Yes, he had been doing something nice for her. He'd been there as she explained how much she would love to be in that movie, and he took his acting seriously. If she wanted the part, there was no reason at all she shouldn't at least have the chance to try for it. She was a pretty good actress, after all.

Chad shook that thought out of his head as quickly as it had come. Sonny was an ok actress. She wasn't great, and she was defiantly nowhere near as good as he was. If she had tried during her audition and ended up with the lead, it would only be because he couldn't play the part himself.

He might've been Chad Dylan Cooper, the greatest actor of his generation, but he wasn't going to stoop low enough to play a female superhero.

Still, with Sonny looking so sad when Chad came to talk to her, he realized he couldn't keep pretending to be mad. He let her off the hook instead, warning everyone in the room that the punishment for her prank would be that the one he was coming up with would be a lot worse than he originally intended.

Sonny was relieved Chad didn't seem too mad at her. The rest of her cast, on the other hand, went crazy now that they thought the prank was going to be worse. When she couldn't take the insanity any longer, she called Chad and told him to prank her and get it over with so everything could go back to normal. He explained he already had a prank in motion, and when Sonny, Nico, and Grady rushed to help Tawni out, all four of them, plus Chad, got a surprise.

Zora was the one really in charge of the new prank show and Chad was her victim. Sonny watched and laughed with the rest of her cast as Chad was first glued to the floor, had elephant manure fill up his car, and then ended up with his hands and face being glued to the window.

No longer afraid of being tricked, the cast of So Random! left the room, laughing and joking around like they hadn't been able to do in a long time. Sonny followed them, letting her voice blend with theirs, but she couldn't keep herself from taking one last glance over her shoulder before leaving the room.

Chad's body was moving slightly and she could tell he was trying to tear himself free from the window. The rest of the people were filing out of the room behind the cast, so no one was staying to help set him free.

How long were they planning on keeping him there?

Not wanting her friends to think anything was up, Sonny continued after them. She'd check on Chad later when she could sneak away without getting caught. Surely someone would help him by that point.

By the time Sonny finally made it back to the room, she let her mouth fall open in shock. She was wrong; no one had ever come back to help Chad. He was still standing in the same spot as before, only now his body was still.

He'd been stuck for so long, even he was through trying to get free. Sonny couldn't stop her feet as they shuffled into the room against her will. It wasn't her job to set Chad free. She wasn't the one who'd stuck him to the floor and window and she didn't work for the show that was responsible. Why should she have to help?

'I have to help because I care too much for people I shouldn't care for at all,' she thought as her feet led her forward. 'And sometimes, caring can make you do things you shouldn't have to do.'

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He was almost asleep when he heard footsteps coming into the room.

"Finally," he said, his voice gruff. "I was wondering when you were going to come un-glue me. If you'd been five minutes later, I would've pressed charges."

"Keep talking to me like that and I'll leave you there all night long."

He knew that voice anywhere; Sonny had come back.

"Sonny?" His voice was muffled since the way his face was stuck to the window, his lips were stuck at a weird angle. "What are you doing here?"

He felt the hat being lifted off his head and could finally see Sonny's face as she sat it on the floor. When she walked back over to him, she gently started brushing his hair.

"I'm sorry for laughing at you when this happened earlier today," she said, her voice softer than usual. "It really wasn't nice of me to do that. But if you could see how you look right now….."

She laughed again. When Chad didn't join her, she stopped abruptly.

"I really need to use the bathroom," his muffled voice informed her. "I wasn't planning on being stuck to a window all day."

Sonny started to laugh again, but when Chad gave her the closet thing he could to a glare, she shut up quickly. She stepped closer to him, putting her hands on his shoulder.

"I'll help set you free, Chad," she told him, her voice only too sweet. He knew there was a catch coming. "But first, you have to say the magic word."

"Please?"

He should've known that wasn't the magic word she was talking about. She shook her head back and forth, the smile on her face growing.

"I'm not saying anything nice about So Random!" he told her.

"No one said you had to."

"If you don't want me to say please," Chad said slowly, "And you don't want me to say something nice about your show…Then what do you want from me?"

Instead of answering him right away, Sonny let go of his shoulder, moved to his other side, and put her body in the small space between Chad's arm and the window. She was standing very close to him; she was right against his chest, and the smile she gave him was breathtaking when it was so close.

"I want," she said, bringing her face too close to Chad's, "You to say something nice about me."

He couldn't think with her standing so close, her lips only inches away. He couldn't have kissed her even if he wanted to, not while his face was glued to the window, but that didn't stop his body from heating up.

She wasn't playing fairly.

"You have pretty hair," he somehow managed to choke out.

Sonny laughed coldly; Chad could feel her breath on his cheek as she let it out in one huge gush. She didn't smell anything like ham this time. No, she smelled like a mix between peppermint and vanilla-

Also known as the greatest scent in the world.

"Nice try, Chad Dylan Cooper," she said, "But you've said that one before. I want to hear something new."

There were a million things he could've said. He could've told Sonny how much he loved the perfume she was wearing. He could've said he wanted nothing more than to kiss her right then and there. He could've told her he thought she was a great actress (even though that one would be pushing it). Even saying something nice about her clothes would've been enough to get her to help him.

With Sonny standing so close to him though, with those huge eyes staring up at him and her lips slightly parted as she smiled, he couldn't think of anything to say. He was at a lost for words.

"Well, uh……."

Sonny started grooming his hair again on the side that wasn't sticking to the window. Her fingers were gentle and sent a chill down his spine.

"Should I get the hat?" she asked him, taking a step backward and bending down like she was going under his arm again. "Maybe I should leave you here just like I found you until someone else comes to rescue you."

It was his last chance. He couldn't let Sonny walk away without helping him. He was sick of being glued to the same spot after hours of being there.

"Wait!"

She stopped as she began to duck under his arm. Her eyes turned to his, waiting for him to go on. It was much easier to think without her face next to his.

"You did a great job acting in my movie," he told her. When she stayed where she was, he quickly added, "You were so much better than Selena would've been!"

"I don't think I like that one enough to let you go," Sonny replied, standing back to her full height. Once again, her face came too close to his. "You should've cast me in that movie without hiring her in the first place."

Chad was stuck. Part of him didn't want to tell Sonny what he thought about her and her acting skills. The other part of him wanted to get off the window and knew Sonny needed to do it. Who knew how long it would be before someone else would come along?

Before he could decide what to do, Sonny sighed loudly.

"Oh, alright," she said, acting like she was about to do Chad a favor. "I guess your last answer was worth one hand."

Gripping the arm she'd had to duck under with both of her hands, Sonny pulled on it as hard as she could.

"Ow!"

"Stop crying, you big baby. I'm sure it didn't hurt that bad."

She had no idea. Glue was a strong thing, and after being stuck to something for so long, having it suddenly ripped off felt as though Chad was leaving some of his skin behind. He couldn't believe he was going to have to go through that two more times, once for his other hand, the other for his face.

He hoped Sonny would save his face for last. He had a feeling that was going to hurt the worst.

"Ok," Sonny said, gripping Chad's other arm. "This one will be released as soon as you think of something else nice to say."

Even though she'd never admit it, Sonny was having the time of her life watching Chad try to think of nice things to say. His face scrunched up and she knew he was thinking something, but for some reason, he didn't say it out loud. He had nice things to say; he just wasn't using them.

As Chad was opening his mouth to say something else nice about Sonny, he thought of a new plan. Why should he say nice things to her? Now that he had one hand free, he could use it to pull his other off the window. He no longer needed her.

Realizing what his plan was as he started to move his free arm, Sonny grabbed it, shaking her head.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you."

"Why not?"

She pushed one finger into his palm. When she tried to pull it back, she had to tug on it before being able to bring her hand back to her side.

"That's why not," she explained, wiping her finger on her jeans. "Your hand is still sticky from the glue. If you put it on your arm so you can pull it free, all you're going to do is get your arms stuck together."

If Sonny was right and his hand was as sticky as she said it was, then he would just create more problems if he tried to set himself free. He was going to have to let Sonny do it for him.

Letting Sonny do it meant he had to think of more nice things. Wasn't being glued to a window all day bad enough without having to be nice too?

Sonny smiled up at him, knowing she had won. Both of her hands were on his still stuck arm, which was where they would remain until he thought of something else to tell her.

"You're the best player of Musical Chairs I know," he said after several silent seconds, wondering if that would be good enough.

Sonny smiled, probably thinking back to the two times they'd played Musical Chairs, opened her mouth to say something, then clamped it shut again, frowning.

"That's not what I was looking for," she said, "But it was nice. Are you ready for me to set your other hand free?"

She counted down the seconds this time, pulled on the count of three, and Chad shut his eyes and bit his tongue, somehow holding in the scream he felt like giving.

"One more nice thing," Sonny told him. "One more time, Chad, and all of this will be over."

He felt helpless, even though both of his hands were hanging at his sides. He was careful to make sure he didn't touch his pants; the last thing he needed was to get stuck to them as well. But his face was still stuck to the window and he had a feeling Sonny was going to want something really good in order to help him get it off.

The question was, how nice was she going to make him be?

"People only watch So Random! because of you," he tried.

"Sorry, but that's too close to the one that got your first hand free." Sonny shook her head and playfully started swinging his arm back and forth, making sure she only touched his sleeve and no skin. "Come on Chad, you can do better than that."

Of course he could do better than that. He was Chad Dylan Cooper. He could do anything he wanted to, including being nice to Sonny Munroe. How far did he want to go in his niceness though?

"Let's see," he said thoughtfully. "I still wish you'd join the Mackenzie Falls cast."

"Chad." Sonny dropped his arm and instead tapped his head lightly. "This needs to be something good enough for me to set your face free, remember? I'm looking for something really, really good."

"What do you want me say, Sonny? That you're better at acting than the one and only Chad Dylan Cooper?"

He could tell by the smile on her face that he'd finally hit the jackpot; that was exactly what Sonny wanted to hear.

"Say it like you mean it," she ordered, still smiling at him.

"You're pushing your luck after making me say it once," Chad replied.

Sonny thought about arguing with him, but it probably wasn't the best time. He'd been stuck to a window all day, his beautiful car was completely destroyed, and she had a feeling he was more than a little irritable.

Deciding to let him off easy, Sonny put her hands on Chad's chest. She was only putting them there so she could push as she tried to release his face, but her hands stopped where they were. For a moment, all she could do was feel, forgetting about the goal at hand.

It was Chad's chuckle that brought Sonny out of her trance.

"That could all be yours if you want it, Sonny," he said. "All you have to do is say the word."

"Oh, please." Sonny rolled her eyes as she shook her head. "First of all, I would never want any part of you, Chad. Secondly, we're walking down the friend path, remember? Thirdly, I hope you're ready to scream."

Without any more warning than that, Sonny pushed with all her might. Chad let out an ear-splitting scream and she dropped her hands quickly, knowing her job was done. She wasn't going to let her hands linger any longer than they needed to.

Now that the window didn't have an actor stuck to it, Sonny turned, ready to leave the room and get as far away from Chad Dylan Cooper as she could.

"Wait! Don't leave yet!"

She stopped in her tracks, turning back to face the heartthrob.

"My feet are still glued to the floor," he explained.

"Then take off your shoes."

"They're tied too tight for me to just step out of them."

"Why don't you untie them then?"

Chad held his hands in the air so Sonny could see them, giving her an 'isn't that obvious?' look. She remembered his hands were still sticky from the glue. If he tried to untie his shoes, he'd be stuck to them.

Sighing loudly, Sonny walked back to Chad, glaring at him before getting down to her knees. As she started untying, he started laughing.

"You know, I kind of like this," he said. "It feels almost like you're bowing down to me. You know, like everyone should be doing."

"You know, I kind of like this," Sonny said, getting back to her feet, leaving one shoe tied. "You, stuck to the floor, like everyone thinks you should be."

Chad's smile fell.

"Just untie my other shoe, Munroe," he ordered her, putting a hand too close to her arm, "Or I'll stick myself to you!"

Already picturing what the So Random! cast would say would Sonny walk in the next day with Chad Dylan Cooper stuck on her arm, Sonny gave him a disgusted look before getting back on her knees.

"Can I leave now, your highness?" she asked once Chad was standing in his socks, giving him a fake curtsy.

"You're not mad at me again, are you?" Chad asked her. "I don't need to send flowers to your room again, right?"

"How could I be mad at you? You admitted I'm a better actress than you. Sonny Munroe is officially number one; Chad Dylan Cooper is number two!"

Chad would've argued with her, saying he'd only told her that so she would help him get away from the window, but she smiled sweetly at him, hit his shoulder, turned her back and skipped out of the room.

How could he argue with someone who was so happy? It was impossible to not be happy when you had a name like Sonny.

Was it also impossible to not be drawn into her pep? Was it possible to not have a crush on a girl like Sonny Munroe?

'No,' Chad thought as he followed Sonny out of the room, leaving the door open behind him. 'Not having a crush on Sonny is impossible. Not even Chad Dylan Cooper can do the impossible.'