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Chad discovers the joys of fairytales, and Sonny is not amused :)
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Right now, Sonny Monroe was faced with a very difficult choice. She could either stay underneath her gigantic, electric green colored, fuzzy blanket in her indolent position on the blinding white, very comfy couch with her popcorn and her gaze staying focused on the TV in front her, or she could answer the door, which someone had been knocking on for the past couple of minutes while she pondered on what to do.
She weighed her options carefully. Was getting up to see who was at the door really worth getting up and seeing who was at the door? Before she could decide, the person on the other side of the door decided for her, bursting through the door which was evidently unlocked. Sonny jumped due to the sudden action, resulting her to spill her delicious buttery popcorn and fall off the couch down onto the fuchsia rug beneath her feet. She groaned, and tried to sit up some, still unsure of whom exactly had disturbed her movie madness night.
"Sonny!" At the sound of her name, she grabbed the fallen remote from under the coffee table, and paused the movie she was watching. She knew that voice. Only one person could be impatient and rude enough to come barging into someone else's dressing room, with the possibility they could be changing, or doing other stuff (nothing implied). It was the voice of Chad Dylan Cooper. Chad Dylan Cooper, the party pooper! She stifled a small laugh at her rhyme, and turned to face him, not even trying to conceal her fit of hysterics when she saw him. He was wet. Hair stuck to his forehead, leather jacket shining, jeans clinging to his body, rain drops sitting on his eyelashes. Wet.
"To what do I owe this pleasure, Chad?" She stood up, and batted her eyes at him as he strode across the room in towards her in an irritated manner, but still in a superior way. How that was possible, she didn't know. As he got closer, she scrunched her nose, and got a closer look at him. He was not just wet. He was completely soaked. "Why are you all wet?"
He gave a small pout. "I think you know the answer to that, Monroe." She rolled her eyes, he could be so stupid.
"Actually I don't, but I really wish I did. So please, enlighten me?"
"The party? Ring a bell? The lovely 'Studio Lot Block Party Superfrenza Ganza', or whatever the hell you called it, which you had organized? The one my manager said I should go to, to help promote my movie?" He widened his deep, cornfield blue eyes, and threw his hands out in questioning manner, while his voice remained plain.
"Oh!" Sonny smiled in realization. "That? That was canceled due to rain. Sorry, I was sure everyone got the memo. Evidently you didn't?" She laughed nervously, as guilty look etched across her face. She clapped and locked her fingers together, before swinging her arms back and forth. His face stiffened.
"Evidently! Look at me! I just—Urgh! I think I should go!" He exclaimed, gesturing towards his soaked body and the door.
"Well ok Mr. Moody Pants. Jeeze. And you're welcome to use a towel." Chad stopped in his tracks, while Sonny thrust a pink towel towards him, and his face turned in disgust. There was no way he was going to use some filthy Tawni towel, especially one that was pink. As soon as she saw his expression, she dropped her arm back down to her side, and put the towel back down on Tawni's dressing table. An awkward silence surpassed the room. Why hasn't he left yet? Sonny's thoughts spun round in her mind.
"So, 'Moo-ve over Patriots, Prepare to Get Cheesed'?" That's why. He had to say some more degrading remarks about... Wait, what? Sonny's face developed a puzzled look at Chad's comment and smirk, and then twisted into a mortified glare. Sonny looked down at her attire. Plaid pajama pants, a faded t-shirt, and your fuzzy socks, nice one. Nodding her head, and laughing nervously, she mustered up the biggest smile she possibly could.
"Yep. Super Bowl. 1997. Good year. Woohoo, we are the Packers!" Sonny's fist shot into the air, as she rally cried, and Chad looked on with wide eyes and an uncomfortable expression. Sonny laughed an uneasy laugh, and stood across looking at Chad while tapping her hands against her thighs. "Look, sorry about the whole misunderstanding. Now you're stuck home on a Friday night with no plans, and it's my entire fault. Actually, I think Mother Nature is partially to blame for this one, I mean it wasn't supposed to rain. I guess you could blame the weather man too; of course you should never listen to the weather man. Back in Wisconsin we always said…" She trailed off into small mutters, leaving Chad awkwardly standing there. "…You could hang out here, it's just me. Tawni had some date, Nico and Grady are at some convention, and Zora, well, she's probably up in the AC unit by now." There was a hint of sarcasm in Sonny's voice, as well as something that Chad couldn't quite depict.
"Ok." He shrugged his shoulders, and took off his jacket to reveal a less soaked version of himself, placed a towel down on the white fabric, and then proceeded to sit down on the top of it. Sonny smiled and opened the door.
"Sounds good, I'll see…Wait! What? 'Ok'? What do you mean 'Ok'? You were suppose to talk about yourself in third person, claim how you're too good for this, give me a chance to insult your ego and then you'd add a sarcastic remark, before quoting your TV show, and finally make some 'Chadalicous' exit! You said you were gonna go before!"
"Yeah, and now I'm saying 'Ok.'" He turned his eyes to the screen, and raised an eyebrow. "What are you watching?" Sonny took a moment to respond; still flabbergasted at the fact that she was having company tonight.
"Why are you staying? Don't you have anything better to do? Like go to some party, or complain to your cast mates about my incompetence, or look in a mirror? Or… Or…. Anything?"
For some reason Chad had a feeling that Sonny didn't want him here. That little fact made it all the more enjoyable. "My cast mates hate me, and there's only so much mirror looking you can do before always coming to the same conclusion that I must be an angel or Greek god or something." He shrugged before continuing. "And I thought we've established this. What Chad Dylan Cooper says goes, and he says 'ok' to staying, so: He. Is. Going. To. Stay." Sonny blinked a couple of times, absorbing what he said, and then nodded slowly. Most of the time, Chad could be reasonable. The feeling was at least mutual, anyway. Other times, he was just a self-centered, arrogant, spoilt, dramatized snob. Like now, for instance.
"Oh, well all hail the almighty Cooper!"Sonny through her hands up in the air, and moved her arms up and down in mock worship, as he still smirked superiorly, even though it was obvious she was joking.
"Glad you finally came to your senses." Chad picked up the remote to hit play, but not before Sonny ran to the actual DVD player, and hit pause.
"No." She pursed her lips, as he proceeded to press play again and grinned.
He narrowed his eyes, and shook the remote at her. "Yes."
"No." Sternly stating her final answer, Sonny hit pause again.
Smirking smugly, Chad cocked his head. "Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"No."
"Yes."
Raising his eyebrows, Chad smiled. "Yes."
"Ugh! No! I did not just fall for that!"
"Ugh! Yes! You did!"
This carried on for a few more minutes before Sonny had an idea.
"Why don't we watch something else?" Her eyes grew hopeful as she looked at Chad's pondering face.
"Come on Sonny, why don't we just watch--What were you watching?" He turned his head towards the TV, and furrowed his brow at the picture. There was a castle, and flags. It was definitely Disney. But what? Sonny got up and shifted her weight from one foot to the other.
"Sleeping Beauty." It was barely there, but Chad heard it.
"Ok, we'll watch Sleeping- what is it?" Sonny made a weird look with her eyes, and frowned slightly in disbelief.
"You've never watched Sleeping Beauty? Seriously?"
"If you haven't noticed, I'm a guy. We don't watch princess movies." He rolled his eyes at Sonny's comment.
"Well ok your majesty. Let's not hurt the only guy-ness you actually possess by watching a storybook movie." Sonny went to hit the eject button, when Chad's voice stopped her.
"No. It's fine. We'll watch Sleeping Beauty-whatever." He waved his hands in the air, and pressed play.
"Almighty Chad Dylan Cooper is going to watch Sleeping Beauty? Never saw that one coming." Sonny went and sat on the opposite side of the couch, with her eyes glued to the screen.
"I am full of surprises you know."
"Just be quiet and watch the movie."
"Pss…Sonny…" Chad's foot nudged Sonny's leg about ten minutes later, as her eyes stayed glued to the screen, trying to ignore him.
"And she shall prick her finger…"
"Sonny…Sonny!" She rolled her eyes back in to her head as he kept nudging her. She sighed, and turned to face him.
"What?"His glare remained fixed on the screen as she asked, finally acknowledging his calls.
"Is that lady the bad guy…er…girl?" A small smile played his lips, as she sighed. She knew he already knew the answer. How hard is it? She reverted her eyes back to the screen and then responded.
"Yes, Chad. The woman who arrives in a smoke cylinder, dressed in black and purple, with an evil crow, threatening to kill the heroine in vengeance is the bad person."
"I thought this was a Disney movie." His head remained situated upon his fist against the arm of the sofa.
"It is."
"I for one am appalled! What influence is that on today's youth? That you can go around threatening to kill people because you didn't get an invite to a party?" Chad continued in mock offense. "I feel like writing a strongly worded letter, or having someone write one for me, to whoever came up with this so called 'Sleeping Beauty'. And what's up with all the death and drug usage?"
"Chad?" Sonny tucked her legs underneath of her, concentrating on the movie, and ignoring the fact that Chad was plotting to write a letter of complaint to a dead author and the script writers of Disney who had adapted the classic.
"Hm?" He removed his eyes from the screen, and looked at her.
"Shut up." He chuckled a little, and continued to watch. The graphics in this were so terrible compared to the new animation movie he voiced for, but he couldn't help but sneak glances at Sonny and watch her face change with the scenes. Sometimes of elation, other times despair, or nervousness. He found it hard to believe Sonny could quietly recite the lines from seeing it so many times, and still find joy in it.
"But you know something? I fooled them. I have met someone."
"Who? Who?"
"Singing animals? Please, that's so overrated." Chad narrowed his eyes at the screen, and huffed as Aurora and animals danced through the woods.
"Will you be quiet?" Sonny readjusted her position, and heard a muffled sorry come from his mouth as they snuck a quick glance at each other. Sonny put her feet all the way up on the couch and onto Chad's lap without even realizing it. After a few moments, he spoke again.
"That's not weird at all. I've never met you, but here, let us dance and sing together through the woods with all my animal friends who stole your clothes."
"What's the matter with that?" Sonny turned her head from starring at the screen towards him as she spoke, with a lovesick expression on her face from the scene going on between Prince Phillip and Princess Aurora.
"Sonny, let's be serious here. If a stranger approached you in the woods, started singing the same song as you, decided to dance with you, and then professed undying love for you, wouldn't you be a little scared? I mean that's almost stalker material!"
"Well, I met a stranger in the commissary, he gave me an autographed picture, bragged a little, and then stole my frozen yogurt, yet here we are."
"Please, that's nothing! One, I'm Chad Dylan Cooper. I'm not a complete stranger, everyone knows who I am. Two, it makes way more sense than this!"
"Not everyone knows who you are, and it's not supposed to make sense! It's a fairytale! Once upon a time a girl is in danger; a boy and the girl meet, singing animals come, evil person tries to kill girl, boy kisses girl, and they lived happily ever after. The End."
"But-"
"Shhh…I'm trying to watch a movie!" Soon enough the scene was changing to the girl running back to the cottage in the woods, where her magical fairy godmothers were.
"But I have met him."
"You have? Where?"
"Once upon a dream."
"Oh God." Chad stretched as the girl next to him sighed dreamily, before slapping him on the arm. "What was that for?"
"Do you have one romantic bone in your body? Or are you just some unsentimental dream crusher?"
"Dream crusher?" Chad turned his head and met Sonny's eyes.
"Yes! Dream crusher!"
"I'm not a dream crusher! I just happen to be realistic and not believe in all this meeting in your dreams-thing."
"And I happen to be a hopeless romantic who likes long walks on the beach, and candlelit dinners, and goodnight kisses-" Sonny rambled on, before being interrupted by Chad.
"What are you doing, reciting your profile?"
Sonny sneered. "Ha. No. For your information, I don't have a ' profile'."
"Good, because then I'd think you're even stranger than I already do, because only creeps use those things. It's dangerous, you shouldn't be on those." Chad looked back towards the screen, as Sonny's glowering face softened.
"Are you implying that you care?"
Chad's eyes widened again. "Shhh! I'm trying to watch the movie." Sonny smiled to herself, and shifted her gaze from him back to the TV.
"You can't see him again."
"I can be romantic by the way. I believe in love at first sight and stuff like that-"
"Shhh! I'm trying to watch the movie." Chad smirked at Sonny's comment. Even though it was suppose to mock him, he found it cute how wrapped up in the 'drama' she was. The movie continued progressing slowly, and Chad could hardly believe that he was actually, in a smallest, tiniest way, semi-intrigued. There was this evil lady who talked to her pet crow, these three fairies who fought over everything, and these little minions of evil that looked like pigs. The whole thing was a very different experience. And it wasn't really the bad different he was expecting. He remained quiet for a while, contemplating the whole idea of the movie, when the perfect opportunity for mocking came. He turned briefly to look at Sonny's face, which displayed a small smile and star filled eyes. It was almost enough for him to pass the opportunity. But he just couldn't. After all, he is Chad Dylan Cooper. Captain of cool. (Although that title really did more harm than good, because it was completely lame, and belonged to people like Zac Elfron. Yeah. Elf.)
"Are. You. Kidding. Me?"
Sonny let out an exasperated sigh. "Chad, don't comment, just-"
"How original. A shield of virtue and a sword of truth. Really? Are they serious?" His eyes found the ceiling as he scoffed.
"They are promoting good values for children!"
"They should have thought of that before they killed the princess! And at the end, don't they get married and stuff? Hello, she's sixteen! And isn't he an older man? The creeper! The child molester! The-"
"Back then, marriages like that weren't uncommon. Actually, they were-"
"Oh my God, it's like Miley Cyrus! Disney Princesses haven't changed! She dates older creepers. I'm just glad she's not marrying them. Those poor, un-named x-listers. Even I know you don't want to be tied down to that forever."
"CHAD! Will you PLEASE SHUT UP!" Sonny tried to concentrate on the movie, taking three deep breaths. In. Out. In. Out. In-
"Jeeze, someone has their panties in a twist." Chad watched as Sonny promptly picked up the remote, hitting the pause button. He had finally cracked her, and he loved it. Her cheeks were all flushed, her mouth was in a pin straight line, and her eyes were narrowed. Yes. He had her all hot and bothered, and was damn proud of the fact too. He liked getting under her skin. It made her look so cute. Scratch that. He did not just think that. No way.
"First off, I do not have my panties in a twist! Secondly, who uses expressions like that? And lastly, I just wanted to sit in and have a nice Disney movie night by myselfwith no interruptions. I am going to un-pause the movie in just a minute, so please don't let the door hit you on the way out."
Why did he feel slightly guilty? He sighed. He almost, kind of wanted to see the end of the movie. Well, might as well give it a try. Not budging from his position on the couch, he stared at the paused screen. "Sonny."
The girl's arm flung over the back of the couch, pointing towards the door. "Out."
"I want to see what happens."
"Should've thought of that before. Out."
"But-"
"O-U-T. OUT!"
"One more chance?" He whined, turning his head. His pleading, cornfield blue eyes met her angry, chocolate ones, and he could start to see her defenses fall.
"This isn't one more chance. This is, like, chance 7,678,132,491,364!"
"What type of number is that?"
"I don't know, a big one! Now can you leave so I can finish the movie?"
Because you've never seen it before. He decided to keep that thought to himself. "You won't even know I'm here."
Sigh. "Fine then. You can stay. No talking. At all."
"Yes ma'am." Faking a salute, he shot her a cocky smirk.
"Ok." Minutes passed in silence, and Sonny kind of liked it. That is, until it got to the part when the prince was in the castle. Ever since she was five years old, that part had given her nightmares. Without thinking, as soon as Maleficent's minions started chasing Prince Phillip, she reached out and grabbed Chad's hand. She stayed clutching it until Prince Phillip escaped with the help of the fairies. Chad remained silent through the whole ordeal, immediately missing the warmth when she released her grasp. It wasn't until Prince Phillip reached the castle when Chad decided he hadn't made a smartass comment in a while, so as soon as he saw the dragon appear in front of Phillip, he leaped to his feet.
"The sword, Phillip! Use the shield! Oh my God, you are such an idiot! Pick up the shield! Dear God, man! The shield! Use the shield!" He collapsed on to his knees, screaming at the screen. No sooner had his knees touched the ground, his arm was met with a pillow, thrown from the direction of the now sitting girl.
"CHAD! Shut UP!"
He got up off his knees, and sat back down on the sofa. They returned to their original position, with Sonny's feet in his lap. "Sorry." Only a minute of silence was able to pass. "The truth will set you free! It's not that hard! THE. SWORD. You were given it for a reason! And it wasn't to cut down the giant bush in front of the castle! Use it!"
A pillow hit him again, but this time it was his head it met.
"Chad!"
He let out a dramatic sigh, running his hand through his hair. "I'm sorry, it's just so intense! The dragon was right there, and he wasn't listening. I mean, really, it's common, prince sense. You have a magical sword and shield, and a dragon is blowing fire at you. What are ya gonna do? Kill it!"
"Wow Chad, since you are a prince and all, I understand how you would know this stuff."
"Well I am quite charming."
"Sure, Chad, ok." The brunette cocked an eyebrow, humoring the blonde as he sat up, superiorly.
"I am. And I guess I'm brave. And I rule a kingdom. And I- From now on, I'm going by Prince Chad Dylan Cooper." The only response he got was laughter, and he furrowed his brow. "What, may I ask, is so hilarious?"
The laughter stopped abruptly. "Wait, you're serious?"
He scoffed in offense, trying to not let the supposed missed joke phase him."Yes! You thought I was joking?" Silence. "You did, didn't you? No. I'm not joking and I'm hwrudinkatbaissanoerimuthpes-" Sonny's hand covered his mouth, preventing his flow of words.
"SHH! It's the best part." Her eyes remained glued to the screen, but her hand swiftly flew off Chad's mouth and started to rub against the green blanket as soon as she felt his lips open and a wet sensation move up and down, tickling her hand. "Eww, I'm going to pretend you did not just do that, and continue watching the movie."
By this point, the prince had finally reached the castle, and it was her favorite part. The happy ending. She sighed a little, before she shivered with excitement, letting out a small squeal. It didn't go unnoticed by her blond companion.
"Did you just squeal?"
"Mhm. Now be quiet!" The non-silent silence filled the room as Prince Phillip ran past the slumbering kingdom and up the stairs to the sleeping princess. It only took Chad one look at Sonny's dreamy expression for him to leap to his feet.
"OH MY GOD, SONNY! IT'S HAPPENING! THEY'RE REALLY KISSING! OH, AS SOON AS THEY DANCED TOGETHER, I CALLED IT! IN MY MIND, BUT STILL! OH MY, BRAVO! WHAT A PERFORMANCE! THE PRINCESS IS SAVED! SO AMAZING! BREATHTAKING! AND NOW THEY'RE WAKING UP! OH MY GOD! CALL THE VATICANT! IT'S A BLOOMING MIRACLE! I CAN'T BELIEVE- omhf." He was yanked to the ground quickly, and soon enough a scowling Sonny was standing over him. "Uh, ow!"
"You are the most incompetent, impolite, loathsome, loud 'prince' that I have ever met! Could you not of done me the smallest favor and kept your smart comments to yourself?!" Chad just blinked a few times, ignoring her air quotes around the word prince, and smirked.
"Listen Sonny, I'm sorry, it's just, as a prince, I was raised to be charming, not sincere." He stood and brushed himself off.
"URGH! You're. So. Irritating!"
"But I'm charm-"
"Don't you even finish that sentence Chad Dylan Cooper."
"It's PrinceChad Dyl-"
"Out."
"Sonny, listen-"
"Out." She shoved him towards the exit.
"Alright, alright, I'm going!" He rolled his eyes yet again, making his way to the door, but stopping briefly flashing a rare smile. "No need to get your panties in a-"
"Chad."
"Twist." He finished proudly, opening the door. "Goodnight, Maleficent-wannabe."
"Goodnight, ugly, evil, pig minion."
Chad smiled as he walked down the dark hallway of the studio and out to his car. He stood in front of his convertible for a minute, wondering if he should get a horse for his royal steed instead. Chicks dig animals. Especially white horses with good looking guys riding on them. He smiles at the idea, and decides to call Sonny and run it by her. He doesn't think he's annoyed her enough tonight. He gets into his car, and scrolls down his contact list, selecting her name.
It rings twice before her voice comes on the other line. "Hello?"
"Sonny, do you think I should-" He hears a small groan. "Sonny?"
"I want to sleep, Chad. What do you want?"
Chad furrows his brow for a minute, and decides maybe he shouldn't ask her about the horse, coming to the realization that a horse is an animal, and he'd have to feed it and walk it and stuff.
"I just called to say goodnight." He starts his car, and taps his hand against the wheel.
"Oh, well that was oddlyyy thoooughtful of you." Sonny yawns out, and he smiles.
"Yeah. Well, goodnight, sleeping beauty." He goes to hang up, but right before he hits the end button, he hears a little voice, before the sound of deep, even breathing.
"Goodnight, Prince Chad."
Take that Prince Phillip, he didn't need to slay a dragon or ride up on a white horse. He's just that charming.
Well, I'm baaack :) I actually wrote this a while ago. As in last year a while ago. It was inspired by my French Class. Oh my, the conversations we have. I just went back to edit this, with the help of my fabulous beta, Lori, and was like 'wow, it's going to take me a while to get use to writing again.' Anyways, I'm continuing the 100 word challenge, accept I'm not using it as a challenge. Instead, I'm using them as prompts (in order) and will update when I can. Ok, well now my insane explanation is over, I hope you liked the story :) Just some Channy cuteness. But what did you think? Like it/hate it? Review? Please? Button is right below!