A/N: Please review! REVIEWS ENCOURAGE ME TO UPDATE! I have a beta now, as you know.... But I can't wait to update this story! Please R&R, and I promise to wait till my Beta gets back to me next time...
Disclaimer:
Author: Today, we have Tawni here to give the Disclaimer, because her kindness and good heart wanted too.
Tawni: Um, whatever, when do I get to see Tawni Town?
Author: About that.....
Tawni: Well?
Author: Right after you say the disclaimer! *Smiles lamely*
Tawni: Right. So, Adoxography Angelus so doesn't own SWAC, or else, as she puts it, Channy would already be together, Zora would be the main character, and Tawni Town would be real.
Author: I never said the last part!
Tawni: Right....
Sonny waited impatiently, tapping her foot. Where is he? She heard a creaking floor board, and jumped. When she realized who it was, she put a hand over her heart, calming herself. "It's just you."
"Aw, no big hello?" The heart-throb smirked, holding a medium-sized black canvas bag. Sonny rolled her eyes, crossing her arms across her black long sleeve-T. She grabbed his arm and pulled him around the building.
"So, how are we going to do this?" she asked into the darkness.
"Just follow me," Chad said, with a flick of his blonde hair. They were standing outside the gates of Condor Studios, on the small, wooden bride, made to cover the dip in the road. He began striding across the grass, following the long, green gate till the turn. Turning, he continued to follow the gate. Sonny ran to catch up with him.
"What are you doing?" she hissed at Chad, panting slightly.
"I'm getting us in," he replied, his long strides making Sonny struggle to keep up. She finally sighed, turning and grabbing Chad's arm, pulling him to a stop.
"How are you getting us in?" she demanded, letting go of his arm. She put her hand on her hip, her hair swinging slightly.
"I have ways," Chad replied, smiling. "Just follow me."
Sonny huffed, but followed Chad. As he neared the end of the gate, he came to a stop. His breathing had an edge to it and could be seen; you could tell he was nervous.
"Is the famous CDC nervous?" Sonny teased, raising an eyebrow. "And I thought you never got nervous."
"I-I don't, I mean, CDC doesn't," Chad stuttered, rolling his eyes melodramatically.
"First of all, stop speaking about yourself in third person, it's annoying." Sonny sighed, realizing that he'd just continue. "Second, stop being arrogant." Chad just rolled his eyes again.
"Follow me," Chad said his mind back on track of the task at hand. Scooting nearer the gate, he leaned down, where the gate was cut off and there was enough room for two people to get through at once. Crouching, he slipped under the gate and stood back up, brushing off imaginary grass that imaginarily got on his pants.
Sonny followed his suit, and came out on the other side, brushing a hand through her hair so it wouldn't be staticy in the night air. Chad smirked at her, triumphant.
She glared at him; her hands folded over her chest and finally said, "Let's go." She started walking towards the back of Condor studios, still glaring, but now straight ahead of her, as Chad trailed behind her.
Upon seeing a door, she hurriedly grabbed something out of her pocket; the keys to Condor Studios. Chad gasped. "How did you get those?"
She shrugged. "I found them in the vents when I was looking for Zora today." She grinned proudly, sticking them into the hole, and continually turning it till one finally opened it. Opening the door, she pranced in, Chad stumbling, confused, behind her.
Regaining his composure, he said, "Wow, I'm impressed." Sonny ignored his comment, and turned to him, holding out her hand.
"Give me it."
"What?"
"Did I stutter? Give me it."
"Give you what?"
"The paper," Sonny said in an obvious tone.
"No," Chad said, stubbornly. Sonny rolled her eyes.
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
"No." Just to aggravate her, he took the piece of paper out of his pocket and held it in his palm. When Sonny grabbed at it, he pulled it back, amused. Sonny pursed her lips, anger rushing up her throat. She cleared her throat, and smiled.
"Chad, oh, Chad, the greatest actor of our generation," she said, twirling a piece of hair. "I'll tell the truth; I'm like your number one fan ever! I own every season of Mackenzie Falls on DVD and the ultimate fan pack!" She squealed.
Chad's smirk just became more prominent. "Nice try, Sonny." Sonny smiled when she noticed his hands at his sides, now.
Pretending she was about to give up and walk away, she took a step forward and then a step backward with her foot.
Right onto Chad's. His hands flew open with surprise, and Sonny crouched down, picked up the paper, and stood back up. "Ha." Chad rolled his eyes.
"Very nice, Sonny," he hissed, dragging his feet, especially the hurt one. "I always knew you were-"he was cut off by a rattling sound. Turning around, Sonny realized that another person was trying to get into the back door. Looking around quickly, her attention was caught by a vent, and she pointed.
"Go," she said to Chad, pushing him forward. His face held a look of surprise, but he cooperated. Pulling himself into the vent, carefully, with the help of the chair, he climbed into the vent. There was a mummer of words outside the door, and Sonny stood on the chair that she hadn't noticed before then. Chad helped her up quietly, and when she got up there, she realized for the first time, he was carrying a bag.
"What's that?" she asked, hoping it was something like a flashlight in it or a First Aid kit in case someone gets hurt. She hadn't been expecting a bag full of hair care products. When he said this, she turned to him angrily. "You're so full of it."
"Whatever," he retorted, and they lapsed into silence, as again the door knob jiggled like it was about to be open. Sonny was quiet till she felt pressure on her foot.
"That's my foot, Chad!"
"Well, I would move my foot if you weren't taking up all the space in here!"
"I'm not the one with a bag of hair care products that you just had to bring with us!"
"I had too! What if I ran into a fan?!"
"Chad, Mr. Condor clearly said no contact with the outside world!"
"Fine!"
"Fine!"
"Good!
"Good!"
"So, we're good!"
"Oh, we're so good! And if I could pull out of this whole thing, or even move, by chance, I would totally stomp off right now!" Sonny groaned, as the door finally creaked open. She quickly quieted herself, and tried to see who was coming inside. No such luck, though. The once open vent was now closed in front of them.
"Chad," she hissed. "Who closed that?!"
"Me. So they can't see us." Chad smiled arrogantly.
"Now we can't get out, either!" Sonny whisper-screamed. Chad's face turned from confusion to understanding, a full 360.
"Crap," he mumbled, as a flashlight flicked on in the hall.
"Did you hear that?" a voice, sounding much like Tawni, asked.
The two held there breath. "Nope," another voice replied. They continued to walk down the hall, and Chad and Sonny could breathe again. But, they barely did.
"If we're stuck in the vents, there has to be a way out and a way to get all the stuff on the list," Sonny said, opening the piece of folded up paper and reading down the list. "A pair of tweezers…… a Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince poster….. A Twilight board game?" Chad nodded knowingly.
"Portlyn's obsessed with Twilight, she has a Twilight board game," he noted.
Sonny came to realization. "And Tawni has tweezers on her vanity. Chad, all these things are in our cast's dressing rooms! Portlyn and Twilight, Tawni and tweezers… Now for the Harry Potter poster…." She tapped her fingers on the metal, thinking. "Nico! Because Grady is obsessed with getting to Narnia, Nico must want to be at Hogwarts!" Chad nodded.
"Now, what about the other things on the list? A key to the fridge, a mysterious room with an…. Eggplant in it….." Sonny shrugged. "Anyways, a blonde tube for highlights…." Sonny gave Chad a glance.
"Guilty," he said, looking at his shoes. Sonny chuckled, and continued to read down the list.
"A golden tube of lip gloss…. Tawni doesn't have that……… A red pair of Kicks…… A turquoise pair of skinny jeans…… Two green thongs?" Sonny's nose wrinkled in confusion and disgust. She shook her head and said, "That's the end of the list." Chad nodded, and turned to his right.
"This is the way to my dressing room," he explained, starting to crawl with his elbows, dragging himself. Sonny nodded, following him.
"I must be insane to follow you," she said, as she started to pull up in the wide vent next to Chad. They lapsed into silence, the only sound there quiet breathing. Soon they rounded a corner, light barely peeking in through the vent shafts, and were face-to-face with two other people.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!" four voices echoed through the vent.