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It was Demi Lovato's birthday today. C: I really hope she had a great day. I bet she did.

Anywho, enjoy some good ol' Sonny wisdom!

Hey, guys, it's Sonny.

So my curiosity got the better of me, as usual, and I decided to check out Chad's second topic.

Oh. My. Gosh. First off, Chad doesn't know the first thing about dogs, so just ignore his stupid wisdom.

And second, Chad, how could you tell everyone about my dog's death anniversary? That was personal! And you blabbed about it on the internet! I mean, ok, it's nice to know that you actually did care and weren't just there to mock me, but still! Nobody else in the world needs to read about me sobbing in my dressing room! You're so aggravating. Just so you know, when you get back from Texas I'm going to ignore you. Or get back at you. Or maybe both.

I feel so embarassed now. I hope you guys don't think any less of me because of what he wrote. Really, Chad's an idiot. No offense, Chad, but it's true.

Though apparently Chad admitted to all of you that he had a random desire to kiss me when that happened. Huh. Weird. I'm not entirely sure if that should make me feel flattered or terrified. Probably the latter. Just because.

One more thing before I start on the topic. Do all of Chad's topics have something to do with me? Like, seriously, even though I've just read two of his ten topics, am I the only one who's noticed that I seem to be all he talks about? I dunno, maybe it's just me. I guess I'm kinda sorta guilty of the same thing, though... not that that means anything.

All right, all right, I'll quit boring you now. I'm sorry for ranting, it's just that all that stuff was really bugging me. Wait a sec.

:D

Yay, smiley face! I feel a lot better now. Moving on!

Sonny Munroe On Colors

I love all the colors! Especially bright, happy colors, like yellow and blue and green and such. I like colors like black, too, though, which some people think is surprising, considering what my name is, but... well, it's really not that big a deal. Black's an awesome color. Heck, it goes with everything!

The one color I'm not too crazy about would probably be pink. It was never one of my ultimate favorites, but I like it even less ever since I started sharing a dressing room with Tawni. She has so much pink stuff in her closet that sometimes it makes me want to puke. I don't really know why, it just does. I mean, if you could only see that bright, obnoxious pink robe she has, you'll understand what I mean. Don't tell Tawni I said that, though. I'm positive that she really would come and kill me this time if she knew I'd said that about her outfits.

My point is, who doesn't like colors? You can't not like colors. It's impossible. We're surrounded by colors everywhere, and it's all so beautiful and magnificent. I personally feel sorry for dogs, who can only see the world in grayscale. I mean, I guess they're sense of smell makes up for that, but still. If I could only see the world and blacks, grays, and whites, I'd be depressed.

Like, my favorite kind of candy is Skittles, because they're so colorful! Haha, taste the rainbow. I love that saying. And crayons are really colorful, too, and I love them. There are so many crayons with cool colors. Like, there's a macoroni and cheese color. Isn't that epic?

Ooh, talking about crayons gave me a good example story!

One morning after we'd finished doing a dress rehearsal, I decided to go hang out by myself in the Prop House, because it's just so nice and relaxing in there. So I was lying on the couch, playing a game on my cell phone, when the peace and quiet was suddenly interrupted as some person stomped loudly into the Prop House. To be honest, I half expected it to be Chad, since he likes to visit me and my castmates in "Chuckle City" (as he calls it) on a regular basis. Really, he does come by a lot for someone who claims to hate anything to do with comedy.

Anyway, when I looked up from my phone, I was surprised to see that it wasn't Chad but Grady who'd walked in. His face was the picture of utter dejection, and I immediately felt a pang of concern for him. "Hey, Grady," I greeted, lowering my phone. "What's up?"

"Oh. Hi, Sonny," Grady said, sounding sad, which just made me more concerned. You hardly ever see Grady depressed. "I'm just kind of bummed, I guess. Nico's been ignoring me." He gave me a wide eyed look that reminded me of a sad little puppy (what's up with all the dog references I've been making in this topic?).

"Why?" I asked, frowning.

"He's been flirting with some girl all day," Grady said, plopping down on the couch beside me and staring glumly at the ground.

His expression practically broke my heart. "Oh. Well, how about I hang out with you until Nico comes back?" I suggested tentatively. It was probably stupid of me to offer that, considering all the stuff I went through the last time I hung out with Grady (two weeks passed before people finally quit calling me Pat Mahiney and Smelma Pitts. Long story), but I really just hated seeing Grady looking so upset.

The second I said that, Grady visibly perked up slightly. "Really?"

I gave a big, reassuring smile and nodded fiercely. "Of course! We can do anything you want!"

He beamed. "Let's color!"

"Huh?" was my smart reply. I mean, I'd expected him to say "Let's play video games!" or "Let's go to Narnia!". "Let's color"? Not so much.

"Yeah!" he said eagerly. "I have my handy dandy coloring book with me right here!" He whipped out a coloring book on zoo animals seemingly out of nowhere, and I blinked, taken aback. "Oh. Well, ok, then."

Then Grady's face fell again. "I think I forgot my crayons," he said sadly.

Awh. Grady acts like such an adorable little kindergartner sometimes. It can be annoying, but mostly it's just sweet and makes him more loveable than ever.

Before I could say anything in reply, Grady let out a loud gasp. "No, wait, I didn't forget them! Chad stole them!"

I internally groaned at the mention of Chad. I mean, come on. Is one completely Chad-free day too much to ask for? "Why?" I asked patiently.

"Well, remember when Nico and I drew a mustache and a beard and Chad's cardboard cutout? He stole my crayons to get back at us. Now I have no best friend and no crayons!" He sighed and slumped his shoulders. "This is the worst Taquito Tuesday ever."

My eyes widened. "No, Grady, don't be upset! I'll get you back your crayons!"

He blinked at me hopefully. "Really?"

"Of course! That's what friends do," I said cheerfully. "I promise I'll get Chad to give your crayons back. Trust me, he'll give them back once I tell him how much you need them," I added to reassure him further, even though I wasn't really sure if Chad would care. But it made Grady smile again, which was all that mattered. "Thanks, Sonny. You're the best!" Grady gushed.

And... then he fell asleep. Like, I'm not kidding. He just closed his eyes and nodded off. I even waved my hand in front of his face to check. He was seriously out. How ironically random. I stood up and tiptoed out of the room, that way I wouldn't wake him. Once I'd left, I stormed off to Mackenzie Falls, all set to give Chad a piece of my mind.

Once I got to the Mackenzie Falls set, I barged inside and looked around for Chad. I couldn't see him anywhere, so I sort of wandered around a bit, searching for him. Then I noticed all the delicious looking snacks by one of the tables. I lingered next to it, staring at a plate of powdered donuts and contemplating whether or not to eat them. I had just decided that no one would miss one or two donuts when a cold voice said from behind me, "Who let you in here?"

I froze, then slowly turned around and faced the person behind me. "Hi," I said a bit guiltily.

Penelope, one of the main Mackenzie Falls cast members, frowned back at me, her hands on her hips. Actually, I don't think Penelope's her real name, but everyone calls her that, and I don't know what her actual name is, so... I'm just going to settle with calling her Penelope. "I asked you a question," she said bluntly.

I fidgeted, feeling awkward under Penelope's gaze. Her expression pretty much showed obvious dislike towards me, which wasn't much of a surprise, since all of the Mackenzie Falls cast give me that look of dislike every time they see me. Before I could stop myself, I said truthfully, "Um, I let myself in. I'm looking for Chad."

That was probably the wrong thing to say. Penelope's frown deepened, and she narrowed her eyes at me suspiciously. "Chad hates you," she pointed out in the same blunt manner.

I didn't get to reply, (which is a good thing, because I wasn't really sure what to say to that) because another voice said from beside me, "Well, you two seem to be getting along well."

I huffed and glared at Chad, who had just appeared and was leaning against the table, grinning at me and Penelope. "There you are, Chad! I've been looking for you!"

"What else is new?" he asked obnoxiously. I responded by picking up a donut and throwing it at him. Unfortunately, my aim was off and it flew past his head. Darn.

"Haha, nice shot, Munroe," he teased. "If your comedy's as good as your aim then it's no wonder your show so unpopular." His comment made Penelope dissolve into a fit of laughter.

I actually almost lost it then, but I managed to keep my head. I took a deep breath, then said, "Look, I just want the crayons you stole from Grady, and then I'll leave, and you can go back to kissing your reflection or whatever it is you do."

He raised an eyebrow at me. "Really, Sonny? Really?"

I ignored that and just held out my hand expectantly, giving him a pointed look. He shook his head. "Fine, I'll give them back," he said calmly. "Once you give me back what you stole from me, of course."

I stared at him uncomprehendingly. "Wha?"

"Oh, don't pretend you don't know," he scoffed. "I know you took it."

"Took what?" I asked, totally baffled.

"My autographed picture of myself!" he whined.

Ahahaha... what?

"You have a picture of yourself that you autographed... for yourself?" I asked in disbelief. Chad is really something, I'll tell you that.

"Yes, and you stole it!" he exploded at me.

"No, I didn't!" I yelled at him. "I just want Grady's crayons!"

"You won't get them back until my Chadographed picture is returned, thief!" (Wow. Chadographed? Just when you think he can't get any more self-centered, BAM! He does.)

"Well, look who's talking?" I snapped.

"Ok, you two, settle down, I don't want to see you fighting," Penelope cut in. Although the way she said that actually sorta sounded like she did want to see us fight. I dunno. It didn't really matter either way, though, since we were both on a roll.

"Give it back!"

"I don't have it!"

"Yes, you do!"

"Argh!" I shouted, clutching my head in complete irritation. "Chad, quit it! I swear, I did not take your stupid autographed picture!"

"Of course you did!" he retorted. "Who else would take it?"

"I don't know, maybe Dakota?" I suggested dryly.

He glared at me. "No, it was you, I know it was you! You know, you've already got two autographed pictures of me, and you really don't need a third. So hand it over!"

"I just told you, I haven't got it! And I only have one autographed picture, because I tore the other one in half and trashed it," I added. Which was a lie. Heck, I've wanted to tear that picture apart thousands of times, but I can never bring myself to do it. I don't know why. Still, I knew it would get to him, and I was right.

"WHAT?" he gasped. "ARE YOU INSANE? HOW DARE YOU!"

Then he grabbed a cookie and flung it in my direction. I ducked, and it sailed harmlessly over my head. "You did not just do that," I said in a steely voice.

"Well, you asked for it!" he hissed.

Without answering him, I turned and silently picked up some tiny little cakes. I studied them for a second, then whirled around, yelled, "FOOD FIGHT!" and tossed a cake at Chad's face. This time my aim was perfect, and it smacked him right in his stupid smirking face. Whoo! I grinned and pumped my fist in the air. "Score one for Sonny Munroe!"

Chad didn't move at first, but then he wiped some of the icing off of his face and stared at me with a murderous expression. My triumphant smile faded. Uh oh. Before I had time to flee, a small pie hit me in the chest. Uh, ow. "Hey!" I yelped.

"Ha!" Chad said, grinning.

"Oh, yeah?" I scooped up a cupcake and lobbed it at him. Another direct hit! "What now, Cooper?" I laughed, doing a victory dance. My triumph was short lived, though, because another pie hit me in the face.

I think Penelope gasped in alarm and yelled at us to stop, but we both ignored her. I grabbed a tray of food and launched a few muffins at Chad, then fled off in the direction of the Mackenzie Falls meditation room as he chased after me with a plate of chocolate cake. And so the food fight continued.

At first the food fight was more of a war thing. But after chasing each other around and around the meditation room and then back onto the set, it started to be more fun. So fun that I actually started to crack up and enjoy myself as we threw food all over the place. Even Chad was grinning, looking like a delighted little kid, which, now that I think about it, was actually pretty adorable.

"I'm gonna get you!" he yelled in a playful voice, speeding after me and tossing a few donut hole missiles in my direction. Some hit me in the back of my head. I skidded to a stop next to one of the tables, then grinned as I spied the tray of loganberry smoothies. I grabbed a glass of one, waited until Chad had run close enough, then splashed the contents into Chad's face.

Really, Chad with smoothie all over his face and hair was just too much for me to handle. I burst into laughter, clutching at my sides as tears streamed down my cheeks. I was laughing that hard, yeah. But trust me, it was hilarious.

"This is so not funny, Munroe," Chad said, even though his grin totally contradicted his words.

"Y-Yes, it is!" I somehow managed to say through my snorts of laughter.

Chad rolled his eyes, still grinning, then placed his hands in the chocolate fountain. After he did that, he mussed up my hair with his chocolate-y hands. "Now this is funny," he declared.

"Hey, no fair!" I giggled. I darted back over to the table and picked up another pie, all set to throw it at him, when Penelope suddenly ran between us and shouted, "Both of you, stop it right now!"

Chad and I obeyed immediately, mostly, I think, because we were surprised by her sudden appearance. I mean, I'm pretty sure that we'd both completely forgotten she was even there.

"Look at this!" Penelope reprimanded us. "You've destroyed the set! When Mike sees this, he's gonna freak!" Mike's the director of Mackenzie Falls, I think. Just so you know.

Chad and I looked sheepishly around the room. There was food all over the walls and the fancy furniture, and cookies strewn across the floor, and chocolate and smoothie juice all over the rug, and... well, my point is, it looked pretty bad. Yikes.

"Look, Sonny didn't take your autographed picture, I did!" Penelope continued angrily. "Now quit throwing our food around and make her leave!"

"You took it?" Chad gasped.

"Told you I didn't have it," I said smugly.

"But... why?" Chad asked, looking confused.

Penelope made a face. "Well, I didn't have one. I mean, you gave an autographed picture to Chloe when she joined the cast, and you've given her two pictures," she snarled, jerking her thumb at me and giving me a look of distaste. "I, on the other hand, have zero. And I wanted one."

I half expected Chad to ask why. I personally sort of wanted to know why she wanted a picture of him so bad, but Chad just shrugged. "Well, you could've just asked. I'll give you one later. Though my Chadograph had better be back in my dressing room when I go in there in five minutes, otherwise someone is going to lose their job," he added seriously.

Penelope paled. "Fine," she said quickly, then rushed off.

I blinked, watching Penelope go, then turned and stared around at the mess we'd made. "Wow," was all I could say.

Chad let out a nervous sounding chuckle. "Yep. I guess I'll have to clean this before Mike gets back. That stinks."

"I'll help," I offered immediately, but Chad shook his head. "No, I'm not gonna let you do that."

"But I want to," I argued. Chad frowned at me. "Nuh uh. I don't need a Random's help. Besides, if you help me, I won't give you back those crayons."

Oh. Right. That's what I'd come there for. I'd forgotten, what with the food fight and all. "Oh, yeah," I said. "Um, can I have them back now?"

He dug around in his pocket, then produced a small pack of crayons, which he handed over to me. "Take them. Sorry for accusing you of stealing my picture, by the way." He gave me an apologetic smile.

I was surprised and also incredibly pleased that he was apologizing, which is something he rarely does, but I just shrugged casually and pretended that it was no big deal. "Sure. Whatever. It doesn't really matter, anyway."

He smirked, and I could tell he saw right through my nonchalant act. "Uh huh. You keep telling yourself that." He paused, then added, "This was sort of fun, by the way."

I smiled, suddenly feeling oddly shy. "Um. Yeah, it was." I looked up into those blue eyes of his and felt my face burning. Ah, darn it. I quickly turned around, hoping he hadn't noticed, and said, "Ok, bye!" Then I ran off before he could see how red my face was.

So then I went back to the Prop House, where Grady was still snuggled up on the couch. I woke him up, and when he saw the crayon pack he yelled with delight and hugged me. After that we spent the next few hours coloring lions and tigers and bears (oh my!) and competing to see who could come up with the best joke. I didn't tell him what I went through to get his crayons, and he didn't ask, thank goodness.

Oh, and Grady and Nico are still buddies, don't worry. Nico came trudging in later on and told us that he'd just been rejected by that girl he was flirting with, then sat down by Grady and joined in our joke war. Grady acted sympathetic about Nico's failed attempt at a relationship, but I could tell he was really happy to have his best friend back.

All's well that ends well!

Ah, speaking of Nico and Grady, Tawni just walked in and told me that those two are having some problems in their dressing room and I have to go help them. Hopefully this won't take long. I'll be back soon, guys! But until then, see ya! :D

Sonny, why are your topics so random? xD

I was sort of torn between whether to do a topic on colors or food fights, so in the end I decided to just mix them both together and somehow came up with this. Haha, I had fun writing it. C:

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