Okay, I know this was going to be a Two-Shot, but this second part ending up being longer than I had expected, so it's going to be a Three-Shot. I'll have the final part up soon :) Please R&R! And don't forget, if you're a fan of SWAC, please visit my fansite- it's in my profile.

Part 2- Weird Beard

What was he going to do? Chad really still hadn't figured it out. He thought about just not showing up, but then that might hurt Sonny's feelings. Wait, why was he so concerned about her feelings? Why had he begun this whole charade in the first place? He was really confused…

Chad decided that he wasn't going to go through with it. He had thought about paying someone to be Eric, but that fell through. Sonny will understand, he thought to himself. He called Marshall to let him know that he wouldn't be able to make it, but that maybe soon he could come meet Sonny.

Marshall broke the news to Sonny. "I'm sorry Sonny, but Eric can't make it up here to meet you; he says he might be able to in a few weeks though," Marshall said, trying to force a smile on his face to help Sonny feel better.

"Oh, okay, Sonny replied glumly. She couldn't help but being sad. Even her "biggest fan" couldn't make time to meet her. She walked quickly back to her room, looking down at the autographed picture she had signed for Eric. "To my first and best fan, Love Sonny," she had written. She tried to concentrate on it hard while walking to avoid eye contact with anyone; she didn't want anyone to know that she was almost at the brink of tears. She collided in to a figure; she looked up to realize she had rammed in to Chad.

"Sorry!" Sonny apologized quickly, still trying to avoid eye contact as she tried to glide past Chad and then Josh who was delivering mail.

"Um, Sonny, you dropped this," Chad said, glancing at the autograph before handing it back to her.

Her eyes met his and he noticed they were glazed over. "What's wrong?" Chad asked, seeming genuinely concerned.

"Um, it's nothing," Sonny responded. "It's not like you'd care anyway," she stormed off and in to her room.

But Chad figured he knew what was wrong; she was upset because Eric hadn't shown up. Why else would she be moping around with the autograph she had signed for him? Sonny was always perky and smiling, but he knew this time it was his fault for making her smile fade. He had tried to make her feel better by creating a fan for her, in hopes that this would reciprocate what he had done by pretending to be friends with her while she temporarily joined "The Falls." Despite his usual feelings of just letting things go and thinking only of himself, he knew what he needed to do.

Sonny and the rest of So Random had finished the show. She tried her best performance in hopes that maybe she could generate some more fans. As she stepped back on the stage to close the show, Marshall joined them, holding the microphone in hand.

That's weird, Sonny thought, Marshall doesn't usually help close out the show. Then he spoke. "That's our show everybody, but before we say goodnight, we want to introduce you to a very special guest. The guy that wrote Sonny her very first fan letter, let's give it up for Eric!"

Through the sparkly turquoise curtains came a guy with blonde hair and a matching weird beard. Sonny smiled her toothy grin, surprised that her fan had shown up after all.

"Let's give it up for Sonny!" the guy announced, trying his best to disguise his voice and clap with microphone in hand and two broken arms.

They closed the show and after they left the stage Sonny decided to get acquainted with her fan.

Sonny dragged "Eric" to the commissary to grab some yogurt, then they headed to her dressing room to chat.

"So…" started Sonny, "how did you break your arms?"

"Um, skateboarding," he replied shortly, trying not to make too much eye contact.

Their conversation carried on for a while like that until they were interrupted by Tawni.

"Alright Sonny, I know I gave you a hard time about having no fans, but the truth is, you do."

Tawni then lifted the back pillow of her print chair and shook it; causing tons of letters to fall out.

"What are those?" Sonny asked.

"They're your fan letters," Tawni whined. "I'm sorry, I guess I just…"

"Was jealous of me?" Sonny piped in.

"No, why would I be jealous?" she huffed. "It's just that… you're a lot better than I thought you were gonna be."

"Really?" Sonny smiled. She headed to Tawni and gave her a big hug.

"Okay, just because I don't dislike you, doesn't mean I'm a hugger like you. But I am sorry for hiding your mail." She glanced at Sonny again. "Okay, enough hugging," she said, stepping away from Sonny. "I'll be back later, I'm going for a fro-yo run," she said, exiting the dressing room.

"Wow," Sonny said excitedly. "And here all this time, I thought I had no fans. Now I have my best fan here, and a lot more. This is the best day ever!"

"Eric" continued stuffing his face with his extra large chocolate yogurt; trying to muffle his voice when talking. He was having a hard time though; the beard kept getting in the way.

"Oh, you have some yogurt in your beard," Sonny remarked kindly, grabbing a napkin and trying to wipe off his face herself. As she did this, her eyes met his. She knew those eyes from anywhere; she had them memorized.