Sorry it took so long to get this chapter up! Been studying like crazy for my finals, and it's been wearing me out =[

This chapter isn't as humorous as the first one and doesn't have as many fanfiction references, sorry! I'll make it up with the next (last) chapter.

I honestly can't believe how many reviews i've gotten for this, considering it was originally only supposed to be a oneshot. 70+ reviews? Really? You guys rock [:

Disclaimer: Once again, I don't own Sonny With A Chance. I wish. Sterling Knight is one handsome guy.

"Because we're an OTP, obviously."

"You mean our characters in your story, right?"

"If you say so, Sonny."

Sonny couldn't concentrate. What the hell was that supposed to mean? Well, she knew what it meant, obviously; she wasn't stupid. But what did it mean, and why did he say it? That wasn't something you said to someone who was your enemy-almost-friend.

She looked at her watch. Chad had left about 5 minutes ago to buy food for them; the nearest Chinese food place was about 15 minutes away, with about a 5 minute wait for them to make the food. Assuming she calculated it correctly, that gave her about 30 minutes before Chad was due to arrive back.

Plenty of time for her to read how the end of Chad's story went.

Biting her lip, she grabbed her laptop and locked the door. Just in case. Quickly, she typed in the site and searched for his story.

Thirty minutes later, when Chad comes back, Sonny is blushing. She tried to hide it- she had attempted to use a copious amount of powder to make herself look whiter, but to no avail- but of course, of freakin' course, he notices.

"What's up with the redness?" He asks, setting the plastic bag of steaming hot food on a table.

"Nothing," Sonny answers, a little too quickly. Chad raises an eyebrow at her, but she just smiles nervously.

Chad looks like he's about to say something, but then clears his throat. "Uhm, let's eat before it gets cold."

Sonny just nods; she can't look him in the eye. All she can think about is the last chapter of his story, the one that received 121 reviews.

She blushes even harder and stares down at her food. It was going to be a long meal.

"Something's up with that happy girl over at So Random!." Chad turns to find Portlyn standing there, her hands on her hips, giving him a serious look.

"I have more important things to deal with right now, Port." Chad turns back to his mirror and grabs his bottle of hairspray. It's been 2 hours since he last fluffed; his hair must be dying by now.

Portlyn marches up to Chad, grabs his hairspray out of his hands, and throws it to the other side of the room. She came here with news, and Chad is not going to ignore her like that. This is Serious Business right here.

"Oh. My. God." Chad's eyes widen and he points his finger accusingly at her. "You did not just do that."

"Chad! Focus!" She snaps her fingers in his face in an attempt to appear unfazed, but takes a step back- an angry Chad is not a good one to be close to. "There's seriously something going on."

Chad sighed. "Portlyn, I'm sure you believe there's something going on. And maybe, y'know, in your tiny, insignificant mind, there might be, but-"

Oh, he did not just go there. "Y'know what? Fine. Never mind. Obviously if you're going to treat it as a joke, then you don't care. So I'm not going to bore you with the details." She prances off, seething.

Chad watches her walk away before hurriedly making his way to the other side of the room and grabbing his hairspray.

Hmm, Chad thinks a week later. Maybe Portlyn was right.

Fact 1: Chad had not had a conversation with Sonny since they had eaten dinner together. Sure, they weren't exactly friends, but they talked to each other- or at least, they had fights with each other- every day. Whenever he would see her, she would blush and quickly walk away. And he's used to it, obviously; he is a teen heartthrob. But he's not used to it coming from Sonny.

Fact 2: Whenever he saw her in the cafeteria, or in her dressing room when he would casually pass by, or even sitting outside by her car, she had her laptop with her. At first, Chad thought she was finally starting to get intrigued by all of the gossip websites. Then he remembered: she's a Random!, they're not good enough for the gossip websites. And so this left him clueless as to what she could possibly be doing ninety-nine percent of the time.

Chad is indifferent at first, but then he starts to worry. What if it's something really bad? Like, what if she's telling people my secret morning routine on how to get the perfect hair flip? Or how he gets his skin to be a perfect golden color? That's probably why she blushes around me all the time and can't face me! She's embarrassed that she knows these things, and guilty because she's giving my secrets away! How dare she?!

In fact, this idea so consumes his mind that halfway through the day, he just can't take it anymore. He storms onto the set of So Random! and demands to know where Sonny is.

"She was captured by aliens."

"Chad Dylan Pooper!"

"… How do you always manage to get in here?"

"I don't know, I'm too busy fluffing my hair."

Typical.

Chad stands there for a minute, not knowing what else to do. Finally- and it's just so freakin' obvious that he wonders why he didn't think of it before- he heads to her dressing room.

He barges in without knocking, and only when he opens the door does he realize, hmm, maybe that wasn't the smartest idea. However, to his immense relief, she's not half naked.

But she is on her laptop again. And the website looks so strangely familiar that he feels as if he's been on it before.

"Chad!" Sonny says, shocked. She hurriedly shuts her laptop before he can properly read the title of the webpage.

"Sonny, I demand you tell me what you're doing on the computer all the time."

Sonny's facial expression changed from flustered to incredulous. "You demand?" She repeats, her eyebrow raising.

"Yes, actually, I-"

"And who are you to demand something from me?"

"Sonny, I'm Chad Dylan Cooper. I can demand whatever I want. Now tell me what you're doing."

"It's none of you business, Cooper. Now get out of my dressing room before-"

"Aha! I knew it!"

Sonny is clearly confused. "Knew… what, exactly?"

"You are selling my primping secrets to the rest of the internet community!"

Sonny blinked. Finally, after a long moment, she doubled over laughing.

"What's so funny? I don't get it!" Chad is furious by now. How dare she laugh at him when he's clearly upset?

"Chad," She gasps out weakly. There's tears in her eyes, she's laughing so hard. "I think that's the most ridiculous idea you've had since your fanfiction competition."

Chad is ready with a comeback, and his mouth is open before he freezes. Fanfiction. The oddly familiar website.

Oh.

He closes his mouth and swallows. "You're… fanfiction."

Sonny wipes the tears from her eyes and smiles, clearly oblivious. "What?"

"You're… you're reading my fanfiction, aren't you?"

Sonny's grin slides off her face and is replaced by a blush. "What? No!"

"You are!"

"I'm not! I'm writing my-" She stops, her eyes widening at what had just slipped out. Crap.

The damage is done. Chad's eyes widen. "You're writing your own? That's what you've been doing this whole time?"

Sonny sighed. "Well, yeah. Basically."

Chad smiles, clearly forgetting that he was supposed to be angry at her. "Well why didn't you tell me? I want to read it! How have the reviews been?"

Sonny smiles in relief; he was certainly taking this in an alright way. "Pretty alright. I mean, I got 77 reviews for my latest chapter-"

"77 reviews?" Chad's jaw drops. "For one chapter?" It took him 8 chapters to receive that many!

"Yeah. And overall, a good majority of my reviews have been positive with only like, 2 negative."

Chad swallowed. This was hard news for him to hear. "How many reviews have you gotten?" He asks hesitantly, wanting to know but not wanting to know at the same time.

"Oh, I don't know. Maybe like, around 200?"

"200?!" He yells, causing Sonny to jump slightly. "Two hundred?"

This will not do. This will not do. This will definitely not do. He is Chad Dylan freakin' Cooper, for Christ's sake. He's supposed to be the best at everything.

And Sonny is beating him? Over his dead body.

He turns around, walking swiftly out the doorway without another word.

"Where are you going?" Sonny calls out, but Chad doesn't stop. If anything, he speeds up.

Time to dig out the laptop again.

Sorry it's not as long as the previous chapter, i can promise the next one is going to be longer though.

I don't think this chapter was all too great, but once again, hopefully the next chapter will make up for it [:

review please?