Shoutout to: best with breadsticks, AnalystProductions, lifeisveryshortsoami, MusicFreak-Sonny, Kylie Robbins, sonnycentral, daseyrocks, Jonas x Knight, cware for having an amazing influence since I started writing this story and contributing to this story and all. You guys are the best ever!
And I will personally address EACH REVIEWER, EACH SUBSCRIBER, EACH FAVORITER next AND LAST chapter. The Blooper Reel will probably be posted once I get up to 1000 reviews.
Disclaimer: I do not own the quote used in "Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows" nor the Jonas Brother's song's "Hello Beautiful" or Barbie...well, not the RIGHTS, anyhoo. And also, in one of the previous chapters when Sonny saw a Giant Baby head, that idea came from "Phineas and Ferb" so I thought for any lawsuit reasons, I should mention that.
So, today, it has been 6 months and 16 days since S4P was first uploaded onto here, and people, we're nearly at 1000 reviews. Funny, I love my 6's. My birthday's actually on 6/16. Amazing! I don't think I've ever been so dedicated for something like this—I mean, I made schedules for the characters and their party, a Fungenda, little charts, sketches of what would happen, a prank list, etc. But now, I'm glad it's done, hehe.
SEQUEL ALERT: For people interested in reading the sequel to the story, beware: It'll be dramatic, traumatizing, filled with angst, depression, betrayal, action. Everything this story wasn't. It's what I call the "MacKenzie Falls" counterpart to this "So Random" story. So this story will balance with the sequel—comedy vs. drama, MacKenzie Falls vs. So Random. It'll still be "Disney" but a darker side, so it'll be T-rated just for intense description.
Edit: So, just because I want the sequel to be devastatingly dramatic, I'm gonna wait til after I've watched SWAC season 2 and "StarStruck" to get more of a feel on how Sterling Knight would display depression and dark emotions and such. As for the promos for S4P2,I have no idea whether I can post them out by February but we'll see.
Contest 1: And in your review—if you'd like to deeply analyze this chapter, find out why or how this chapter can reflect the chapter title, "I Open At the Close" from Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows.
PLEASE REMEMBER THESE FACTS FROM THIS STORY THAT WILL APPEAR IN THE SEQUEL:
-The sleepover did actually exist
-Chad's prank on Mr. Condor
-Nico and Grady saying if they could cancel a show, it would be "MacKenzie Falls"
-Chad's mother being ill
-Chad's mother marrying another man, changing their last name from Goldfarb to Cooper
-What you will be reading in this chapter
-All the Channy hints in this story
Chapter 25: I Open At the Close
Content and satisfied from the wonderful meal presented by Chad, though now tired from the cleaning up Sonny forced them to do, the Randoms rested on the couch, having packed their belongings together, checking for any lost items. Messes still wallowed in each and every room though. With their teeth already brushed, their hair already groomed, and having messed up while cleaning as they tried pranking each other (leading to the young men being wet from hosing each other down), the kids spent the last few minutes before the wonderful and yet hectic sleepover was to a close.
"You sure you can clean up the rest of all this mess by yourself, Sonny?" Nico asked worriedly.
"Oh, don't worry!" beamed Sonny, flashing him a smile. "I like cleaning! It gives me time to think! Plus, I have to get 'er all done before my mom gets home," the girl rolled her eyes, chuckling. "It won't take me..." her eyes wandered around the disastrous room that ...eugh, even I couldn't describe it. It was the mother of all messes. "...that long...maybe...probably will," she muttered under her breath. It was then that she noticed a missing person. "Where's Chad?"
Tawni shrugged, not even daring to glance up while filing her nails. "Dunno, he probably left already." As Sonny narrowed her eyes at this thought, her blonde friend suddenly stood up.
"Dang," Nico shook his head, laughing. "That dude is awesome. Look at all these girl tips he gave me!" Nico waved around his note of girl tips, chuckling happily.
"Yeah," agreed Grady, having been freed from his enclosure of the tube. "He freed me from that evil tube that came from Sonny's bedroom…well," Grady blubbered on, "after he told Nico the tips, but still!"
"He's a sweetheart," Sonny softly smiled, reminiscing through all of Chad's "moments", the last of being when they locked eyes through the window as he stood outside and she cleaning the window. Thankfully, no one analyzed what her statement really meant—falling for their enemy.
Zora shrugged. "Meh. He's ok but—"
"K, enough about him! Oh," Tawni interrupted, perhaps by the fact that Chad, though not physically here, was being more talked about than she was. "Who won the Slumber Crown?" she excited over, clapping eagerly.
"Actually," piped up Sonny, her mega-watt smile on her lips. "I'm glad you brought that up, Tawni!" Going through her bag beside her, Sonny brought out plastic crown that had tips of jeweled pillows on top.
The (plastic) jewels reflected off everyone's eyes, each wanting it as their own. Being neither manly nor feminine, it was truly a prize that would reward the winner from staying up all night, besides the fun awarded and memories shared.
"This person…" Sonny slowly said, grinning bubbly, "is a Random—"
"In yo face, Chad!" Nico jeered, throwing his arms forward in an intimidating style when four pairs of eyes narrowed on him.
"I thought you said he was alright?" Grady asked apprehensively. Nico shrugged.
"No, I do. But nothing like pride for your own show," he flashed a suave smile.
"This person," Sonny continued happily, "is a girl."
"Man!" cried the boys as the girls screamed whoops of joy.
"This person…is a blond!"
"Grady won!?" Tawni's jaw dropped, earning herself their eyes that were just on Nico. "Oh…OH!" It dawned on her. "Me! I won!" she squealed excitedly, clapping her hands as she bounced with glee. "I get a crown!"
Her friends applauded with tolerance, giving words of congrats as Tawni regally bowed with Sonny slowly placing the pillow-pointed crown on her head. The blonde tween queen dramatically began waving off her princess wave, gasping.
"I feel so…special!" she sobbed.
With that, Sonny joyously spread her arms to hug her pal. "Awh, Tawni, I'm so glad you won at your very first sleepover!" she cooed, still waiting for Tawni to accept her embrace.
"I know what I should do!" Tawni elatedly suggested. "Call someone and thank them!"
As Tawni turned away to go through her purse, Sonny's arm drop, brooding. "Like your mom?"
"Like us?" suggested Nico.
"The dry-cleaners for our clothing?" hinted Grady, yeeching as he looked at his own syrupy shirt.
"My limo driver," she curtly stated, digging out her phone from her purse.
"Huh?"
"Who else am I gonna thank for getting me out of this messy party!?" Tawni explained before drawing the cell phone to her ear. For some odd reason though, the phone was bulkier with larger buttons. The golden purse hanging from Tawni's arm suddenly caught Zora's eye, a smile restrained behind her clueless face.
"Hello? Yes, this is—" Tawni haughtily stated when she was interrupted.
"Hi! It's Barbie!"
Tawni scrunched up her nose in protest. "Barbie? Where's Myers? He drives the limo that goes left and right! That's the one I need!"
The automated voice continued. "Will you be my friend?
"Course not! You're my chauffer! That's all you'll ever be—"
"Do you wanna hang out?"
Exasperating, Tawni took a deep slow breathe to keep her emotions under control, approaching Barbie through a different ways of mean. "Look lady, I—"
"T-Tawni, Tawni," Grady cowered in fear of TV's tween highness, trying to take the Barbie toy phone away from her ear. "That's a plastic toy."
As she pulled it away from her phone, Tawni dramatically gasped, and looked at her golden purse. Furiously shaking the bag upside down, multiple plastic belongs like plastic colorful keys for babies and Monopoly money fell out. "What! It's all fake!"
When a maniac laughter bursted out from behind the couch, everyone turned and stared at Zora, who couldn't stop laughing.
"Ahhh..." the end of her laugh formed though her smile stayed in place, "Just like you..." Her expression dropped when she received all glares. "Just kidding," she tried covering up, her eyes in fear before she smiled again. "I pranked your bag last night when we pranked Chad and Sonny."
Looking upwards in thought, Nico muttered. "So the gum I took from her bag and ate..."
Zora simply nodded. "—Was plastic."
"Man!" he cried, stubbornly stamping his foot. "I knew it tasted funny and hard!"
"Well, we gotta go," Grady patted Nico for attention as he took placed the bag's strap over his shoulder. "But thanks for hosting this awesome sleepover, Sonny!" he goofily grinned, about to give her a hug when …
"Wait! Party favors!" She shrieked in excitement, dashing to her bedroom in a fury. Blank stares followed her figure until she arrived back with five colorful party bags, all with candy and different types of little presents. After handing each one to the rightful owner, except for Chad's, she watched as a beam lit up on each of her co-star's face.
Attached to each bag was a little card expressing Sonny's gratitude for everyone who came.
"Awh, a little card!" Tawni bustled, reading it aloud. "Tawni, I'm honored that you had your first ever sleepover at my place. I learned a lot about you and I'm glad you're my best friend," the blonde's voice slowly softened to the end, meeting eyes with a blushing, shrugging Sonny.
"Awh! Thanks Sonny!" Nico and Grady both replied in unison, admiring their little game where the tiny metallic ball had to make it from start to finish in a maze.
"Wow," Zora grinned, peering inside her bag, as if the normal adorable child within her broke through her quirky self. "You know me so well!" Picking up the small container of Play-doh, her smile on it slowly morphed into a crazed one as she turned around, walking to Sonny's bedroom. "Hey Bernie! I have something cool for you to squish that rat in your stomach!" Needless to say, Sonny stared at the little girl's disappearing figure and gulped.
"Gummy deers!!" Nico and Grady squealed in unison, tearing apart the packet as multiple colored deer-like shapes fell onto their palms.
"Oooh," Tawni giggled, looking at her gummy package. "I have gummy lips!"
Unable to help but grin at the enthusiastic atmosphere, Sonny watched on as everyone stood up and gave her a hug one-by-one.
"Like I said, Sonny," Nico grinned as he released Sonny from his embrace. "Dis would win the 'Best Sleepover Eva!' award, hands down!"
"Man, I wish you could be my sister! Then we could have this much fun everyday!" gormlessly cheered Grady.
From aside, Tawni scrunched up her nose. "We already have this much fun at work though." She then chirped, her hand unconsciously waving as she grinned at Sonny. "But hey! If having fun's good for the skin, I'm all for it!" the blond giggled, apparently still under Zora's false impression that sleepovers helped the skin's complexity. Sonny made a mental note to softly break the facts to her pal, for whom her arms where now spread apart to accept a hug from Tawni.
Giving a weird look to the brunette, Tawni then gave in. "Just kidding," she sarcastically sighed as the two embraced. "I really had a lot of fun at my first sleepover!" Her tone was so soft, so sincere that Sonny shined her widest grin of all that day.
"Awwwh! Tawni!!!" she cooed. Before long, Tawni's eyes bugged out as breathing became more of a laborious task than a mundane reflex as her diaphragm was gripped too tight.
"Oh, sorry!" the bubbly girl sheepishly grinned as she released Tawni, having her wince in a tight smile, clutching her side.
With silence marking the end of the hectic slumber party, Sonny's eyes closed as she inhaled the sense of oneness and order, of drowsiness and peace. Connie would be arriving perhaps 30 minutes later but that would leave Sonny enough time to gather the majority of the mess and pack it all away...or into the closet. Now where was that mop? Mere minutes passed while Sonny finished cleaning up...the sofa. Pursing her lips as she looked around the disordered living room, she let slip a quick tiring sigh. Maybe 30 minutes weren't enough. As time progressed, Sonny began moving on to clean her room—the living room was too much, but she would—she promised herself—she would get to cleaning the living room before her mom would make an appearance.
Before she gained entrance into her room, she heard a terrifying loud snore—not the 'loud' that made you roll your eyes in frustration, slapping a pillow over your head. No, this was the type of drastic snore that made the insides of your body vibrate.
"Sonny," she muttered to herself. "You are being way too dramatic." And that might have been true until...
"Well," Sonny lightly smiled as she saw what or who was the source of the sound. "If it's not the number one tween drama actor himself!"
…Chad Dylan Cooper...
...was more than peacefully asleep. With his arms wrapped around (A/N: To view picture, http :// img . Photobucket . Com / albums / v479 / talukderr / 10857_1074948813153_1809208235_1558 . jpg ) Sonny's electric guitar as if it were a teddy bear, Chad could had almost passed for a sleepy little boy. Softly smiling, the resemblance to the picture of the chubby-cheeked, blond-haired, twinkly-blue eyes toddler Sonny found (and stole) in Chad's room was absurd. Never had Sonny seen Chad so...delicate, so...innocent, so...dare she say it...angelic ("Truth and dare" wasn't over folks, she had to do it—she dared herself). With lips slightly parted, Chad seemed to have been bestowed with a rare-found peace. The girl narrowed her eyes in deep thought, not being able to help but wonder how as much as she'd like to, she still didn't know much about Yahoo's-most-searched-teen. Chad's face rested on the neck of her guitar with it held up against his ear as his right hand was frozen in spot over the guitar's main body.
Unconsciously, Sonny brushed Chad's slightly messed-up hair, combing it softly with her fingers to the pristine state he usually would keep it. She had to admit, his ruffled hair looked really cute. It occurred to her that after the food fight, Chad had changed into a large orange cotton tee shirt that draped over his body nicely. He had probably canceled all of his celebrity-starred plans today just to catch some zzzz's at home—no heartthrob would ever be caught wearing an average shirt—orange in fact...and still make it work.
"Chad," she softly whispered, not finding it in her heart to prank him right now. Gently shaking his arm, Chad's eyelids began to flutter—his brilliant blue eyes peeking out from the eyelids.
"Mmmm..." Chad tossed, his eyes brows now frowning from his peace being bothered.
"Chad," Sonny tried again, shaking him even more. She found Chad's hand pushing her away.
"Go away," he whined, as if the child within him desired for the average "five-more-minutes" that happened to turn into an hour long of sleep.
Innocently shrugging, Sonny connected the amp to the guitar cradled in Chad's arms as she held up her small amp right against his ear, a playful smile tugging on her lips.
Chad relished in the peace he hardly witnessed in his famous-yet-busy life. Rarely had he ever felt content after a night's sleep but now he could feel his sense of spirit rejuvenating itself. The mind of Chad Dylan Cooper was, for once, or at least in a long while, replenishing itself into order, with all thoughts organized into its shelving.
Or at least it was until a blasted sound in his ears shook all his beliefs out from the the bookshelves they figuratively were in, a chaotic mind throbbing from the pressure of the books, of his thoughts.
"AHHHH!" Chad startled, eyes widened as a burst of short-term energy allowed him to hide behind the chair he had fallen asleep on. Somehow through his brilliant jump over the chair, Sonny's guitar had avoid damage.
"Go-o-o-o-d morning!" exclaimed Sonny in a perky demeanor as Chad's energy suddenly drained just as how quickly it had burst.
"Where is everyone?" Chad groaned, a hand scratching the top of his back.
"They all went home, sleepy-head!" Sonny nudged him playfully. Chad particularly did not find this the right time to be name-called at when he was in such a sleep-deprived state. A glare was focused on Sonny before he let go.
"Hmmm..." he yawned. "'Guess I should be headin' out also."
"Yeah," Sonny cooly stated when her demeanor was sunny only a second ago. "You should. And never come back." With a single blink, Chad stared blankly at Sonny. She cracked a smile. "Hehe. I just felt like saying that."
As soon as Chad tried removing the guitar strap over his body, he found Sonny's hand placed on top of his, stopping his action.
"What song were you just playing now?"
He snorted. "Wouldn't you like to know?" Before Sonny could let the phrase bring her down or feisty, Chad let slip a foreign hesitant smile.
"Um...it's...now remember: I loathe the Jonas Brothers...'cept for Frankie, he's cool," Chad muttered in an undertone before redirecting his focus on Sonny. "I-I'll save the details on why but...well, I just wrote up some lyrics and ….for some reason," stuttered Chad, "it seemed to go nicely with one of their songs."
A genuine smile dawned on Sonny. "Can I hear it?"
Slightly drawing in a nervous breath, he looked around for an irrational fear of being watched by paparazzi. With Chad slipping the guitar strap over his head, Sonny gently smiled, taking a seat beside him.
"Hello, beautiful
How's it goin'?
I hear it's wonderful
In Wisconsin
But right now
You're away from the cows
Yeah today
You're in L.A....oh yeah
But if you weren't I'd never had known
Someone so sweet, someone so pure
But what I wanna say's that
You're a really nice girl..."
As Chad continued playing, both eyes sparkling as they locked with Sonny's, he was readying himself for the second verse until Sonny improvised her own. Automatically, he jaw dropped, her voice striking him like heaven.
"Hello C.D.C,
You think you're amazing
But you don't know what
The people are sayin'
Oh yeah.
It's true.
But today
you're kinda cool
Yesterday...
you were really swee-et, ooo oh yeah.
But thing is, Cooper, you must really know
You're a real nice guy, you really are
But I must have to tell you—
The sparkles...not in both of your eyes..."
With a single glance at each other during the silence that molded at the end of the song, the two stars burst into laughter.
~*~
Moments passed as the brunette helped Chad with packing all his belongings, at least something of his found in every room for some odd reason. For the time being, the two had exchanged a friendly conversation until they stood face to face besides Sonny's white door. With his party bag in hand (after being childish and checking what was inside), his duffle swung over his shoulder, Chad stood with his hand over the doorknob to set free himself from the sleepover.
"I'll walk you out," she stated, in a matter-of-fact tone as her hand clasped over Chad's, opening the door. Within seconds, both were out the door, walking out into the hallway, towards the elevator with Chad in the lead. A now awkward silence befuddled between them.
"Wait, lemme read your note here," he stated, juggling all his bags to reach the note inside the loot bag.
"Huh," Sonny hesitated embarrassedly. "Wouldn't you…like to…" she juggled her words quickly, her voice pitching higher note by note, "uh, read it…later, when I'm …uh…not here?" she squeaked before jubilantly grinning. "You can make the sleepover last longer then by not reading it now!"
With a smile tugging on the side of his lips, Chad coolly looked at her. "I was up for about 28 hours…and you're telling me to 'keep the sleepover going longer'. I don't think so," he measly playfully sneered towards the girl, opening up the card.
"Dear Chad," he read aloud, his eyes flashing upward to find Sonny's gaze down and her blush up, "I can't tell you how much fun I had with you and I'm so glad you came. If our shows weren't rivals, I would practically call you my bestest guy friend. But seeing as we are, well, I'm glad to have met you and you're a cool and sweet guy when you're not acting all high and mighty. Love Sonny," Chad pursed his lips, and slowly placed a soft finger under Sonny's chin to get her to look up at him.
"Love Sonny?" he snickered when Sonny playfully slapped his hand away.
"Don't start."
As they neared towards the elevator, with a large window to the opposite of it, Chad stopped abruptly, with Sonny bumping into him, their figures uneasily close. He couldn't leave Sonny like that when Sonny had given a heartfelt, over-cheesy, note.
Sonny's eyes-brows crinkled as she noticed Chad seemed to be at a lack of words for what was going through his mind.
"Sonny," Chad took a slow breath, "so far I've had…the best time of my life here," he shyly chuckled as Sonny smiled at him. "I mean, I guess I now I know why you guys are seriously so close, like a family," he shrugged.
"Remember," Sonny twirled a little bit on her feet, prudently grinning. "Distant Uncle!"
"Oh," Chad sarcastically smiled. "Well I guess I'll try to keep in touch then." The two shared a laugh when slowly Sonny noticed Chad's expression turned into that of serious thought.
"But…please...just..." Chad stumbled over his words with a look of pain on his face as if he had no idea how to bring this up...as if what he would say would embarrass him. "Just don't tell any...tabloid or talk show host or...any of my cast for that fact or just... anything about me being with you...you guys, I mean," he hastily remembered to include the other Randoms. Heaven forbid his tolerant relationship with Sonny would be leaked to the press. "And make sure your cast does the same. Please?" Never would Sonny assumed Chad could accomplish the art of begging but with his pained expression, she grimaced.
"Never be able to reveal the best of you?" sighed Sonny. It somewhat pained her as much as it did him, but Chad continued his hard focus on Sonny, his linger stare persuading her heart.
She heavily sighed. "Fine."
"Fine."
"Good."
"Good." The two stared at one another. As Chad tried walking closer to press the elevator's button, Sonny stopped him.
"Wait, I need a favor from you."
"Eugh, Sonny, you're so demanding," Chad rolled his eyes. Before Sonny could get in a say on how she wasn't the one who just tried promising her cast and her to keep Chad's sweet side on the down-low, Chad agreed. "Alright, what?"
Fiddling with her fingers with her soft brown eyes averted downwards, Sonny muttered. "You know the last dare we never got to do—the kiss?" Chad gawked, his eyes popped out inconsiderably. She did not just say that! "W-Well, it actually said that you have to kiss whatever I want you to," Sonny laughed, though the crack in her voice could be directed to a type of nervousness.
Well that changed that.
"Anything?" he shuddered.
"Chad, it's not going to be like a pig again," she encouragingly smiled.
Huffing, Chad pouted as he watched Sonny's hand dig around in her pocket. "I'd be less afraid if they were your lips."
A smile twitch on Sonny's lips. She lightly punched him on the shoulder.
"Ready?"
"Just do it," Chad sighed in a mutter.
With a deep breath, he closed his eyes softly. With his sense of sight lacking, it felt an eternity to Chad as he waited in etch fear, waiting for his lips to be granted numbness to whatever would be pressed upon his lips.
And so it happened. Warm air flared, brushing against his cheek as genteel lips softly melted onto his own lips. He, of course, didn't expect this. Whatever was kissing him felt so...human and life-like. With contact on the flesh of his smooth lips, Chad twitched—there was no doubt about it—this kiss was electrifying. It was hard to believe that it could be some ordinary object...or was it? Chad had half a mind to part his eyes open just a slit to find what this mysterious kisser was. The other part of him did not want to ruin the magic of whatever was sucking back on his lip. But he could not object that he liked it, as weird as that sounded. Forgetting it was not human, he felt himself get lost within the heat of the kiss. Letting slip a moan, he unconsciously leaned forward, his palm automatically rising to where the soft cheek of a human kisser would be so he could brush it. Suddenly, the kiss broke apart, pulling back.
Eyelids still closed, Chad waited a few seconds before realizing the kiss was done for now. Opening his eyes, he found Sonny beaming, her face flushed with laughter as she held out something in her hand. Blankly glancing at her open palm, he spotted a single wet pair of gummy lips.
"Wow, Chad!" Sonny breathlessly grinned from what Chad supposed was because of her laughing so hard. "'Never knew you'd have so much fun sucking gummies, huh?" On that note, she hand him his rightful gummies, saving a clean one for herself.
"But," Chad scowled in consideration, "it was kissing back!"
Snickering, Sonny shrugged. "Maybe it was just sticking to your lip! It was wet after all!"
With her laughing off as she stepped towards the elevator, the boy knew there was no way to prove his argument. Her path was shortly blocked off by a glaring Chad.
"One word, Sonny, about this kissing thing," he stated in straight-forward intimidation, "and I will reveal everything I know about you—not all of which are modest," he coolly smirked.
Before Sonny could glare and let slip one of her usual "Hey!"'s in protest, a random mood swing took over Chad; he held his arms at wing-span. "Hug?" he meekly stated, his cheeks turning pink.
With her heart beating furiously, she stared coolly at him before she cracked. "Alright," she sarcastically groaned, reaching out to embrace him. The hug was subtle, sweet, long. Softly, Chad's hand grazed over Sonny's hair, playfully fingering it as Sonny inhaled his particular scent, as did Chad. The two could have been frozen in time, in happiness if it were for their light mumbles.
"I had fun," genuinely smiling Chad as he pulled away, unwrapping his arms away from her waist.
"See ya tomorrow!" she cheered back.
Unable to resist her bubbly demeanor, Chad laughed lightly. "Bye Sonny," he chuckled softly.
Ting. The elevator rang and opened. As he strutted over into the elevator, waiting for its doors to close, his nose wrinkled. "That's weird."
"What?"
"You have any other flavors beside grape?" Chad asked, confused. "Whatever I kissed was strawberry."
Sonny's eyes widened, her strawberry lip gloss frozen on her lip which clearly read "Strawberry Passion". Suddenly, she was too eager for him to leave. "Bye Chad!" Catching the name of the lip gloss, Chad jaw-dropped.
"Whoa-wh-hey-hey-hey! Wha-! Sonny!" he called out but the elevator doors closed before he could step out.
On Sonny's side, as soon as the doors had closed, Sonny felt as if she could finally breathe. She stood still in a daze, in the same position as her mind reeled around thoughts of what had happened the past day.
Sonny's door was ajar and if a passerby stood in the hallway, they would had blinked twice at what seemed to be a visible studio microphone overhead and a camera peeking out from Apartment #24. The living room's window opposite to Sonny's door was open, a light breeze tousling all the objects about, but none of Sonny's friends nor her had pushed it up. There, standing in the midst of the messy living room was snoopy "Sharona Knows" gossip blogger Sharona and crafty Tween Weekly's Santiago Geraldo. The two sniveled about what great sixteen hours of footage and dirt they had on Condor's popular stars.
"All those times they've uncovered us on TV—eugh!" Sharona sneered, putting her camera set back into her large leather purse. "I loathe them! My devoted readers know that Sharona Knows how to deliver the truth, and how to make the truth hurt! Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!" She then insanely laughed a very fluxed laughter that had no flow whatsoever.
Snickering along, Santiago's cell rang from the inside of his jacket pocket.
"Santiago Heraldo speaking," the man muttered as the two scooted off towards Sonny's door to detect her arrival for a hasty escape.
"Did you get it all?" an eager male's voice snapped in excitement.
"Yes, and boy—they'll never be able to live it down! Their pride'll be in ruins, they won't be able to hold their heads up high—" Santiago pressed on.
"Or even be seen in public with what we've dished out!" cackled the purple-attired woman.
"Good. I demand to see footage out of context, words twisted, and all that jazz. Ms. Sharona," the mystery man addressed in a serious fashion. "I take it you will blog them into oblivion? And Tween Weekly will illustrate nothing except for this mess and what it will lead to, Mr. Geraldo?"
"You betcha. And don't worry, sir. We'll put them where they belong, hurting them. Mr. Condor's best stars have alloted time being the Hollywood's most-sought teens," Santiago laid a gentle hand on Sharona as he nodded encouragingly as he put away his cell phone.
"Alloted time," Sharona repeated. "Alloted, alloted, a latte! Monke, latte!!" the woman shrieked, finding her personal assistant having popped from the open window nearby, handing a ready-made latte. The two crooks, upon hearing dancing light footsteps, crept quietly over the windows and onto the deck where they stayed hidden.
Near the outskirts of Los Angeles's studios, a malevolent chuckle arose in the dimly-lit office as he slipped the cell phone into his breast pocket. Dark shadows in the room amplified what the children would have to fear in the oncoming days...of what they trapped themselves into. In the center of the lightless room sat a man playing Chess, knocking down the frosted-glassed king.
Checkmate.
"Gotcha."
~*~
Elated, Sonny skipped about the hallway, carrying a lovesick face the whole time as she walked back into the apartment, clearly the only person by now, with no sign of any manipulating adults. Making her way into the kitchen to relaxingly wash the many dishes, she looked out the screened glass window above the sink that faced out into the parking lot. A shrilled whistle passed through the water's sound as Sonny's eyebrows creased in thought, wondering who was whistling. Patting her hands dry on her pants, Sonny then strained to pull the window upward so she could peer through to find Chad looking up at her, a cocky smile shining out. He stood leaning against his expensive sleek black convertible with the top over.
"So what'd I kiss?" he cheerily asked, tossing a light nod that made him appear even more boastful.
Sonny laughed, pulling a pair of lip-gloss from her pockets (Buy one get one free!). "Two tubes of strawberry lip balm ...spread onto the gummies."
Chad stamped his foot like a little demanding boy, punching the air down in playful disappointment. "Oh man! You sure it wasn't your lips?" he meekly looked
Sonny called out. "Keep dreaming, Chad Dylan Cooper."
Shaking his head in marvel, Chad's smiled stretched even further as he looked at himself in the rearview mirror. About to open the door to the driver's seat, Chad then realized his the interior of his baby was engulfed in something very colorful and pointy. Unable to distinguish what it could be, he fast swung side to side, a look of fear on his face. As he opened the door, hundreds of plastic gnomes cascaded out, flooding around the wheels of the car, covering Chad's feet.
Irritated, Chad kicked the many plastic figures to the side as he uncomfortably made his way to the driver's seat.
"Eugh. Stupid kid!" He murmured, referring to none other but the one, the only Zora, who had promised when he forced her to watch "MacKenzie Falls" that she would send the gnomes to get him. Apparently that girl don't lie.
As the engine roared with the start of his key, Chad immediately drove off, reaching the local highway within minutes. Minutes passed on, Chad nodded his head to the rock music that stimulated his mind to wander, to retain what he had just lived through the passed 24 hours. Getting in the driver seat, he turned to key to ignite the car and within seconds, he pulled out of the parking lot. By the time he was on the freeway, not as busy right before noon, he turned on his favorite song, smiling, rocking out a bit as he hummed along. Oblivious to anything in the back of his car, a human-like creature wearing a gnome mask slowly got up, moving forward until they were just hardly leaning over Chad's shoulder.
"Told'ja the gnomes would get back at you!"
That's when Chad's eyes widened, a look of pure horror on his face. "AHHH! Don't eat my head!" Chad screamed, veering off to the side of the road and into a ditch just a foot away from it. The cars he narrowly missed hitting honked angrily in return. With his car forcefully stopped, Chad quickly pulled the lever to 'park', his glowering face snapping to the creature beside him glower. Snatching the mask away, he revealed a zanily grinning Zora.
"What are you doing here?" he hissed as he harshly opened the door to step out and view any damage done to the car. Scrolling down the window, Zora's head popped out of the door.
She shrugged. "Needed a ride home," she casual stated as Chad grumbled, checking to make sure that his reckless veering didn't scar his car. "And after all that you pranked me for, you owe me!" she defiantly argued like any 11 year old.
Getting back into his car, Chad continued to grumble as he began to resume driving with Zora smitten, sighing as she stretched out over all the plastic gnomes in the back seat so she could lay over them. "I'll always say it—I was born for power!"
~*~
Admiring how the dishes glittered in the sun, Sonny took a much-needed deep breath and smiled. Rewarding her task with a nod, the girl was about to move on to cleaning all the ingredients, the messy table, the egg-covered chairs when the light tinkering with the doorknob a room away signified that Mrs. Munroe was home.
Was she really at home? Connie did not recognize her surroundings: starting from her feet, she had absolutely no way to move around the foot as multiple toys and stuffed animals clumped over her foot from Sonny's first prank on her entering guests to the living room a yard away that was covered in pink trash, spilt drinks and popcorn. Her guest room was a pig-sty of devices and things just piled one over the other. As she slowly leaned off toward one side to look into the slit between Sonny's door and into her room, it wasn't hard to notice that some substance of thick brown gooey stuff had spread all over the floors, and ...was that snow in her daughter's room!?
"SONNY, WHAT HAPPENED IN HERE!?"
Sonny's brown eyes suddenly bulged in fear as she scampered out of the kitchen.
TO BE CONTINUED…
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