Disclaimer: Sonny With A Chance… one of the many things I don't own… Sighhhhh…

So hey guys! I'm back with another Chadpter (my new favorite made up word :P).

So sorry that I haven't been updating as much, but I have a good reason! I didn't want to. :| Just kidding! (quote of nigahiga… ish sort of… if you replace the word update with posting).

I've been working and rewriting drafts of this chapter, and decided that this wouldn't be the best chapter, but I worked too hard on it to not put it up.

And also, I'd like to add that this isn't the exact dialogue, and though it does contain some copyright terms and phrases and lines and that, at least the order is original. :)

And while I'm here and trying to plan another competition, I have two little competitions for you.

If you go back to the episode, there is one part of the episode that I left out (you'll get what I mean when you read it). If you can tell me the event by REVIEWING and you're FIRST to answer CORRECTLY, you can choose one ONE-SHOT of yours for me to review myself.

And whoever can review first telling me when Sonny Munroe's birthday and what her cell phone number is will get the same. (If you read the chapter first, it'll give you a hint on what Sonny's B-day is if you don't know).

So with that in mind… here's the story!

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Chad's POV

"You are one pretty man," I said to my spoon as I gazed at my reflection. And it was true. I was one pretty man.

It was lunchtime in the cafeteria. Today the Falls and I were having steak while the rest of the losers at this place were having mystery meat (which between you and me, I know it's dog food).

Penelope tapped my shoulder. I looked towards her.

"Hey, notice that the… Randoms," she forced out the word, "aren't here for lunch."

"Eh, who cares?" I shrugged.

"I heard that there was a new cast member," Portlyn joined our conversation.

"Really?" I turned to her. "Because we don't need another person in... Chuckle City. If anything, we need more people at the Falls."

"Why?" Penelope asked.

"Let me rephrase that. More people WORKING for the Falls," I said.

"Ah…" Penelope and Portlyn said, not understanding.

After a few minutes of eating, Portlyn started up the conversation.

"You don't think it will change anything, right?" Portlyn asked, quietly.

"What will change anything?" I asked.

"The new cast member."

"Probably not. Maybe give Chuckle City some limelight for about five minutes. Why do you ask?"

She shrugged. "Just wondering."

Something caught my eye. A girl. A woman, actually. On the fat side, a waitress. Another person to wait on me. But what really caught my eye was what was on her neck. I could've sworn I saw a gold thread…

Why did I even care? I don't even remember who I gave the necklace to.

But out of curiousity…

"Hey, wanna get some yogurt?" I asked.

"Yogurt has carbs, Chad. Carbs," she said, emphasizing carbs.

I hated this kind of attitude: models that live on salad and water. It was so typical and normal. I know I'm shallow at some point, but I don't live on salad and water. I don't care about my image… actually a lie. I do care about it. But seriously, one thing of yogurt isn't going to harm me.

"I'll have some!" Penelope piped up.

"Kay I'll get two yogurts for us," I said.

"Kay, cool," she said, sweetly and almost dreamily while twirling her hair.

I got up with a handful of photos with my face on them and a Sharpie pen and almost ran over to the chubby waitress I saw.

There was always something about Penelope that made me shiver a bit. But she was pretty, no doubt about it. And not one of those girls that lived on salad and water. But sometimes I felt that there was something I didn't know about her, how she always treated me sweeter than the others like I was some kind of weak person. I'm Chad Dylan Cooper, and I'm not weak.

I approached slowly and coolly.

"'Scuse me miss, when you're done with that order, I'mma need an extra large chocolate."

"Oh I don't work here."

She looked up and I smiled at her expression: crazed.

"Ohmigosh! I know you! You're… you're…" she squealed like some teenage fan.

I walked over to the Mackenzie Falls poster in the cafeteria closest to us and gestured at my face. "Chad Dylan Cooper, greatest actor of our generation," I winked. She beamed.

"You're Mackenzie on Mackenzie Falls!" she squealed.

"And apparently, you're Madge," I said.

"Yes! I mean… no. Madge is a character I play on my show," she said. She gestured at her chubbiness, "And all this belongs to Madge too…"

I nodded and now understood that she was in a fat suit.

"I'm new here," she continued. "And I'm Sonny." She held out her hand for me to shake.

"Aw, Sonny. That's a nice name," I started scribbling on one of the pictures.

"While I was younger I really didn't like it, but now it suits me, I guess," she said.

Wow she reminded me of someone… Sonny. Sonny! Allison? Demi Lovato! Heck no. Allison? No. Yes. Maybe. Can't be. Impossible. Sure. Well…

I finished my note to her and handed to her, ending her little rant. "Here ya go," I winked.

"Kay," she giggled and swayed, almost like Penelope, except Penelope was just plain creepy. This Sonny girl actually looked kinda cute.

Before I left, I crept my hand slowly toward her tray of yogurt, and pulled it towards me.

I'm Chad Dylan Cooper. That's what I do.

"Later," I grinned.

"Kay," she repeated in her bubbly way.

And I hurried back to my table, where I gestured everyone to go back on set to enjoy our yogurts.

When we got back, we saw that a parking spot was open. But not just any parking spot. It was THE parking spot. The RANDOM'S parking spot…

"Get the golf cart!" I barked, and that's when our day officially turned up.

Then we did see the Randoms at some point, where we could show them our new parking spot AND our yogurt. We mocked them.

That's when I saw her. Sonny. Still in her fat suit, but not the wig. Her hair, cascading down her shoulders, in a light brown shade, so familiar.

Allison… Sunny… Sonny?

I couldn't be so sure. I couldn't ask her anything yet. Technically, I barely knew her. Though, Allison was my best friend, Sonny was a… Random. And now, another enemy.

I had heard that Chuckle City was going to get a new cast member, but not someone CUTE.

Tawni's cute. I guess. I dated her once, long time ago when I was in the Goody Gang. And I openly despised her, but I couldn't deny that she was kinda pretty.

Obviously, my views have changed.

We started filming and rehearsing again at about 2 while I was acting, when 'Madge' came in, in her normal form of course.

"Look Portlyn, summer's almost over. And once falls comes back to the Falls, I need to be free," I said dramatically.

Portlyn started to speak, but I stopped her. "Shh… time for talking's over."

"What's the matter with you?" someone said.

"What's the matter with me? What's the matter with…? Those words didn't come out of your mouth," I realized.

"Cut!" the director said, signaling everyone to take 5.

I turned around.

"Wh—" I started. "We're sort of in the middle of a shoot here."

"Well, now you're sort of taking a break," she snapped. "Portlyn you've got great legs, let's see how they move," she showed her two fingers moving in the opposite direction we were.

Obviously, Portlyn left.

"What is your problem?" I asked, with a sharp tone.

"What's MY problem?" she scoffed. "The problem is that everything my friends…" she paused, rethinking something. "And Tawni…"

Ah, she hated blondie too.

"Was true!" she concluded. "You Mackenzie Falls people are jerks. And you're like the head jerk. Like, the mayor of Jerksville. The head ambassador of Jerk el Slovakia!"

"You saw the egg salad video didn't you?" I chuckled. "I also direct."

"We were trying to make peace," she said.

"Lies. You were trying to trap us."

"Trap you? Seriously you watch too much of your show. Sometimes people do things because they want to be nice!"

I took her hand. Might as well get some rehearsal out of this anyways. "Do they Sonny? Do they really?"

I stared at her in the eyes. "It was sweet of you to put that picnic together, way sweet. But the bad blood between our two shows has been too deep for too long to be healed by a bowl of egg salad and even the best of intentions."

My eyes glided down her neck. There was a golden thread. So I wasn't mistaken. But the charm was underneath her clothes, and I'm not just going to grab it from underneath. I'm not THAT bad. I'm 17. And I can't just ask her about a necklace. What am I going to do? Say 'Oh, where'd you get that?' or something stupid. I could feel myself continuing, though I didn't know exactly what I was saying myself. I had said something along the lines to this so many times in my show, it just rolled of the tongue.

"Just because you wish for something, doesn't make it so," I concluded.

I could tell that she was absolutely melted. I seemed to have that effect on everyone.

I slowly let go of her hands. "So run back to your show… and put your little dreams of peace to bed…" I said as dreamily as I could, and she swooned.

I left to side of the stage, where I saw a familiar mini-skirt and long dark hair.

"Hey… Penelope…" I said analyzing what was in her hand.

"Oh hey Chad," she beamed.

"What's in your hand?"

"Nothing," she quickly hid it behind her.

"Obviously it's something," I tried to reach for it, but she quickly took it out of my reach.

"If you HAVE to know, it's a tape," she said promptly.

"A tape of what?"

"Nothing."

"Tell me."

"It's for me to know, and you to find out."

"When will I find out?"

"Someday, but maybe I won't have to use it."

She walked away dramatically (all of us Falls people did that), and I went back to my dressing room, just to find the somewhat cute brunette on So Random.

Cute? When did I think that?

Well, it was true. She was so… sunny. Sonny.

Allison? Another question I could ask… but that doesn't mean I SHOULD.

Maybe I'm just physically attracted to her. That's all. She's cute, and I've seen many other girls like her that are cute.

But she's different.

How do I know that she's different? I just met her.

Or did I? Allison?

No. Yes. Maybe. Kinda. Ish. Heck no. Impossible. Not impossible. Very possible. Positive. Negative. YES. NO. Well…

Though it seemed that I had thought of many things, my thoughts only lasted a minute as the brunette started speaking.

"We want something," she said clearly.

"Not happening," I put my hand in her face, of course with charm.

"I didn't even tell you what it was yet!"

"Well… we don't want to do it."

"It's musical chairs."

"What?"

"Musical chairs. If we beat you, you give our parking spot and your award back."

"Musical chairs. That's a game played by people four to seven."

"Yeah, which makes it suitable for you," she snapped.

Chad Dylan Cooper is competitive. That's how it is.

"Well, if we win, you have to say that Mackenzie Falls is better than So Random on your show."

"Well, if WE win, which we obviously will, then you have to say something nice about our show on yours."

"Hehe, no, you already laid down your terms, you can't just keep on adding stuff."

"Whoa, what is that?"

"What?"

"Sounds like a chicken. Bawk bawk bawk BAWK BAWK!" she accused as she started doing the chicken dance.

"Stop it, you're looking like a fool."

"No, I'm looking like a chicken. I'm not afraid to act like a fool. Bawk bawk bawk BAWK!"

"Stop it, people are staring."

"BAWK!"

Chad Dylan Cooper is NOT a chicken. If anything, it was the Random right in front of him.

"Okay, fine, fine we'll do it."

"Fine, we'll see you at noon."

"Fine!"

"Fine!"

"Good!"

"Good!"

"You smell like ham."

"I've seen your acting… that makes two of us."

Then she stormed out dramatically as a Falls person would do.

Perhaps we could use her on the show… ah, but she's a RANDOM. She doesn't know how to act.

~ Noon ~

We walked in and we saw the Randoms practicing Musical Chairs. Our cast giggled and laughed.

"I thought you said this was what we're best at!" Sonny quietly argued with Rainy (remembering the name would take time and effort and interest… all of what I don't have).

"Yeah, I said this what we're best at, I never said we were good!" he whispered back.

She groaned.

"Hey can we get this over with?" I interrupted. "I need to get my teeth cleaned. Did you know that there are 80 shades of white?"

I got into the circle and of course felt stupid. Like a 4-year-old. But there was only going to be one winner, and I needed to stay focused. Then again, musical chairs? I was fighting with myself. The Randoms had set the bar pretty low. Man, if WE had challenged THEM…

So the music started, and we started walking around in circles like dogs chasing their own tails.

I never really liked dogs. I can't say I HATE them… partly because that will ruin my image. Just that when I lived in Arizona, Allison had a dog named Scruffy and… I had to leave and… yeah.

I had to say that I missed Allison more. I wonder what she thought about me…

And this new girl, Sonny. It drove me mad at they resembled each other so much. How could I care about someone so much, and dislike someone so much, when they were almost the exact same person?

Maybe they were.

Argh…! Stupid.

Musical chairs was the easiest game ever, and I could think about Allison and Sonny as I went. I really didn't exactly know what I was doing. All I knew was that Blondie (or Tawni/my ex from the Goody Gang) was first out, and that I was one of the last two people in. The other person was…

Sonny.

"Looks like it's just you and me…" I started. I enjoyed the phrase more then I should've. "And one more thing you're not gonna get!" I saved.

"You're acting very confident for someone who's gonna lose!" she said.

"Haha, at least I CAN act!"

"Can you Chad? Can you really?" she mocked my infamous line on Mackenzie Falls.

So she does watch my show… or she just made fun of what I said to her earlier on set.

The music stopped, and my heart was pounding. I could imagine Sonny's was too, but not as much. For me to say something GOOD? Not likely. But to say something good about the RANDOMS? Impossible.

Though, the impossible might become possible today.

"Ow!" Sonny let out. She had tripped and was on the floor. "Help! My ankle! It really hurts! I think something snapped."

I was about to sit down, but I looked at her, into her deep chocolate eyes. I didn't realize how big and deep her eyes were… that's when half of my sweat and half of my heartbeat became not because I was nervous of losing, but because I was in the presence of this… girl.

A Random, of all things.

But it was like I was 7 again, back home in Arizona in Allison's backyard. We would have to doctor each other quite frequently, as we bruised and scraped ourselves again and again.

"Oh… that looks really serious," I let out. "We should get you to a doctor. Just take my hand."

I extended my hand out (which I deeply regretted), when she pulled me to the ground, got up on that chair, and stole yet another infamous line.

"Peace out suckas!" she said with two peace signs in her hands and her legs crossed.

Then she got up and celebrated with her cast, while she shared an awkward hug with Blondie. I would've laughed at the thought, but they only thing that escaped my mouth was, "You used me!"

"No," she said. "I was acting!"

I got up and stared at her. "Not bad… acting, I mean."

That was awkward…

"We can use you at the Falls," I continued. "After Portlyn here disappears after a strange ballooning accident."

Therefore, she started crying out the door, as is probably meant the end of her career.

"No, tell Portlyn that she can keep her job. I'm staying here at Chuckle City, my home," Sonny beamed.

And if I thought that this was a horrible day, I would have to wait until the episode of my kind remark to So Random would air.

Sigh…

~A Week Later~

"Portlyn, I have to go."

"But Mackenzie!"

"I have to. Time for talking's over."

"But why Mackenzie?"

"Because, my favorite show, So Random, is on."

And that's how the episode ended.

I groaned. I was on my couch, re-watching this week's episode. And it seemed to get worse and worse.

I lost. I lost a bet with the Randoms of all people.

And Chad Dylan Cooper never loses. Especially to a Random.

But if that Random were Sonny…

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So, yeah. I'm going to rewrite episodes for a while until I can get to a part where I can take things into my own hands and make the plot my own.

As you can see, Channy's already developing. I want Chad to fall for Sonny first as you can see… I think that that's how it was anyways (in "Falling for the Falls" Chad seems to have 'felt this way' for a long time while Sonny was confused).

Anyways, don't forget to REVIEW and about those little competitions up there!

And I'll start working on the next chapter ASAP!