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S.O.N.N.Y&C.H.A.D
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"Chad!" Sonny walked around back to the makeup department on the set of the falls, frustrated. He wasn't on set at the right time, so she scared poor Portlyn out of her wits (not that she objects). Where was he?
"What?" She heard a hoarse voice greet her from the other side of the room. Targeting her blond haired victim, or who she was looking for to say the least, she stormed over.
She walked over, facing the back of his chair and head. "You're supposed to be on set when I storm in to yell at you! It doesn't look right if you're not!"
"Well, sor-ry." She gasped as he turned around from his vanity. Big circles were under his watering eyes, and his nose was bright red, and his lips were beyond chapped. Not that she noticed his lips or anything.
"Oh my god. Chad you look awful!"
"Kick me while I'm down why don't you."
"What's the matter?"
"I have a stupid sinus infection." Chad pouted like a three year old.
Sonny smiled slightly, unsure of what to say. "Sorry?"
"I can feel sympathy radiate off your body."
"Well what do you want me to say? Oh my god, Chad I'm so sorry. Is there anything I can do? Maybe I could get you some soup, or a get well soon balloon?"
"Chicken noodle."
"What?"
Waving his hand, he responded casually. "The soup. Chicken noodle."
"I'm not getting you soup, Chad."
"But you said you would." Sonny fought an inner battle with herself, whether or not she should respond. He turned back around looking down at the surface in front of him, as opposed to the mirror, which is a miracle in itself. Finally, mocking his whining voice, she spoke.
"So you can't be on set because you're sick? Why didn't they just work it in to the script? Can't characters on TV shows get sick too? I mean, 'Mackenzie Falls' is supposed to be realistic. If you can call your ex-girlfriend's long lost brother's dad actually being your dog's- Will you stop waving your hand around!" Sonny slapped at Chad's hand that swung carelessly in the air.
"I would if you would shut up!"
"Why do I need to shut up?"
"Shh!"
"Chad?"
"Shh!"
"CHAD!"
"Can't you see I'm concentrating?!?" Sonny raised an eyebrow, and peered over his shoulder. Carefully placed on the table top of the vanity was a little orange capsule. Well, half of an orange capsule, which wasn't even half an inch long. Surely that wasn't it. Was it? Sonny shook her head dismissively.
"On what?" Chad sheepishly gestured to the table, and Sonny laughed a little at the thought of it. "You're cutting your pill, in half?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
"Because." Sonny blinked a couple of times, and continued to slice away. Sonny backed up a little, imagining him just happening to slip and 'accidently' stab her with the plastic knife he held in his hand. This didn't make sense though. Unless…
"Almighty, amazing, Chad Dylan Cooper is afraid to swallow a pill?"
"Not afraid! I'm not afraid of anything. Just a little uncomfortable about it." He answered too quickly, causing Sonny to smirk victoriously. Finding some form of charity in her heart, she dropped the subject, already satisfied.
She looked over his shoulder again, before asking a question that was fresh in her mind. "Wait, that's just half the pill. Where's the other half?"
Not taking his eyes off his work, he hoarsely responded. "I swallowed it about twenty minutes ago." Sonny laughed at the serious look on his face, and the irony of it all.
"So you've had a third of a pill?"
"Yeah, do you think that'll suffice?"
"Uh, no. That's like going to-"
Chad turned around, looking up at her. "I have no time for your little scenarios or stories or whatever other ideas circulate in your head." She opened her mouth to protest, before he cut her off. "I do not need to know what they are." Closing her mouth, she watched intently as he continued to cut, finally getting through. But, instead of swallowing the next part of the pill, he stayed staring at it. After a couple of minutes, Sonny decided to talk.
"If you had half of it already, why don't you just swallow this part like you did the others?"
"Because this part has jagged edges, and look, it's all pointy and stuff."Chad shuddered a little, meeting Sonny's eyes strained from trying not to cry, and her mouth formed in a sharp smile while biting her lip. "What?"
"Nothing." She casually placed a hand over her mouth, trying to conceal her fit of giggles.
"Stop laughing at me!"
"I'm not laughing at you. I'm laughing with you."
"How are you laughing with me if I'm not laughing?"
"I don't know, but I really wish I had a camera right now." He sighed, not sure if he should ask or not.
"Why?"
"Because this is hilarious!"
"Ha. Yeah. Well I'm not laughing."
"Oh stop it. You're so grumpy! It's not my fault you're too chicken to swallow an itty bitty pill."
"I am not chicken! This thing is like the size of my head. It's huge." Sonny rolled her eyes.
"Oh yeah. Huge." She sarcastically stated, before scoffing. "Last time I checked you weren't the size of an ant."
"Sonny. I would like to see you try and swallow this. It's a lot harder than it looks."
"I have swallowed that before, Chad." She stared down at the slaughtered tablet. "And I didn't cut it into micro-pieces when I did."
"Ok. If I had swallowed that, it could have cut my throat. So, laugh if you must, but if I had swallowed that whole-"
"Cough half cough."
"Whole, then I could have ended up seriously hurt, and cause a global depression and conspiracy."
"It wouldn't be sharp if you had just swallowed it in the first place!"
"Don't you have someone else to go bother?"
"I could, but it's the most fun bothering you."
"Well I don't have time, so please go."
"Fine, because obviously I'm wanted here." Sonny started to walk away dejectedly.
"You weren't, that was the point of me asking you to leave?"
"Ok, ok! I'm leaving." Chad heard her footsteps echo across the floor, which suddenly came to a stop. Never hearing the door open, Chad got up from his chair and walked around the corner.
"Sonny?" He walked over to the brunette, who stood dead in her tracks. "Sonny?" Chad placed his hand on her shoulder, turning her around. "What's wrong?" Numbly, she rose her arm, pointing at the corner near the room. What was it? "Sonny? What's wrong?"
"Moth." Chad laughed at her panicked, pale face.
"You're scared of an itty bitty moth?" He released her shoulder, wiping his hand on his pants. She rolled her eyes at his gesture, and scowled.
"Ok. They are not itty bitty. They're ugly, and scary, and eat clothes." Chad cocked an eyebrow, for now it was Sonny's turn to shudder. "Ok, I've had some bad experiences."
"So you'll take the fault of one poor moth, and blame the others?" Sonny pouted, nodding her head. "Ok, well see yah later." He started to walk away smirking, only to feel his arm be grabbed. "What?"
"Do something!"
"Like what?"
"I don't know! Anything!"
"Ok." Chad grabbed a magazine from the vanity nearby, and went to stop it, only to be grabbed by the same hand.
"Don't kill it!" Chad rolled his eyes.
"You told me to do something!"
"Well I didn't mean that! It's an innocent creature!" Sonny whined, shifting her weight from leg to leg.
Chad scoffed. "What do you want me to do? Release it?" Her eyes lit up. "No. Sonny, I was being sarcastic-" Before Chad could even object, he found himself outside with moth in tow. Sonny stood a couple of steps back, as he opened the cup the moth was in, releasing it. He turned to face Sonny, who's eyes were full of wonder.
"Happy?"
"Yes." Chad pushed past her, causing Sonny to have to run and catch up. "And now I've conquered my fear, you can conquer yours."
"Sonny, for one, you didn't conquer your fear. You watched me release a moth. Two, I'm not here to play Doctor Phil. My cough is much better, and I have to go-" He coughed roughly, as Sonny smirked.
"You were saying." Chad rolled his eyes, and Sonny thrust something into his hand. "Here." Chad looked down at the substance in his hand.
"Yogurt?" Sonny nodded enthusiastically. "Why are you giving me yogurt?"
"I got it for you when I went to get the cup for the moth."
"Why?"
"Because it helps cure common cold symptoms?" Chad uneasily looked at Sonny, before eating some yogurt. They walked back to the 'Mackenzie Falls' set, and Chad stopped, with his mouth full of his last spoon full of yogurt.
"You done?"
With his mouth full, Chad nodded. "Yeah." Sonny threw her arms around his neck in a hug, before he pulled away quickly.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, rule number four. No physical contact." Sonny scrunched her nose, rolling her eyes.
"Sorry. I'm not worthy." She mocked worshiped him, before smiling. "You better get to set."
"Did you not gather anything from that earlier conversation?"
"But you had your medicine." A quizzical expression crossed Chad's face, while Sonny's eyes drifted between his face and the yogurt cup.
"Oh how original. You put it in the yogurt." Chad shook his head, and Sonny nodded, smiling superiorly. Sonny knew it was the cheesiest, most classic trick in the book, but she knew if she could pull it over on anyone, it would be Chad. He wasn't the quickest to catch on. She turned around, and started to walk away.
"Sonny!" She heard Chad call her name, and crossed her fingers, hoping for some form of thanks. She paused in her tracks, not turning around. "I bet you're not really scared of moths, are you?" She could feel him smirk. Of course he wouldn't lower himself to actually having to reduce his ego size, and feel gratitude to someone else. She shook her head and kept going. Ok, maybe she was a tiny bit afraid of moths, but he really didn't need to know that.
Ok, not my favorite one-shot I've done. Originally this was going to stand alone, and be longer, but it worked for this. I was going to post it under #47: Pills, and post a phobia section. But, I have a Camp Rock story to post, and wanted to keep it a surprise, and not change the format.
It's ok, I guess. Not quite as humorous or well though out.
Anyway, number three up! Whoot! Oh, and I changed the main characters to Sonny and Chad, just because I had a feeling a lot of the posts will have to do with those two...as well as others of course...
Review? Pretty please? Thank you!
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