Hey all, this is my first story! I hope you like it, I've been reading SWAC fanfics for ages, and my faves are those by Teddyluver and one other person... Can't remember their user name right now! XD They're always dedicating fics to each other... I really admire your works! Sorryy! Anyways, this is just a short drabble that I made up in my head. Its pretty pointless, but i always do love reading CDC's take on life. Its so entertaining, no? (: Enjoy, and don't forget to review! Love, md95
Disclaimer: Sonny and Chad aren't kissing in a tree yet, so obviously I don't own SWAC.
Yoghurt Swirls
Chad Dylan Cooper was feeling pleased. With himself, of course, he wouldn't have it any other way. As he made his perfect swirls around his yoghurt cone, he glanced across the commissary where a certain brunette was staring dolefully at her not so perfect yoghurt swirls.
'Sonny', he greeted cockily. Sonny looked up, sighed and looked back at her now melting yoghurt. Chad Dylan Cooper felt himself melt faster than Sonny's yoghurt. A sad Sonny wasn't a good thing. 'What's up?' he asked a little more cautiously.
Sonny didn't answer. She just sniffed a little, toyed with a little of her hair and blinked a few times. Chad Dylan Cooper didn't like this at all. Sonny was supposed to be well, sunny. He stared at her for a few moments and felt a sudden urge to stroke her hair. What a creepy thought. Then again, she had such pretty hair that was so shiny and soft looking... That it was not as good as his immaculate golden locks. Nothing could beat his hair. Even when it was as pretty as Sonny's.
Suddenly Sonny gave out a huge sniff, and a tear welled up in her eye. Oh no, oh no... Chad Dylan Cooper couldn't take crying, especially if it was from his sonshine! 'Take it!' he yelped. He pushed his perfect youghurt swirls towards her. 'Don't cry! Here, have my yoghurt, its so perfect like me, will it make you happier?' Realizing what he had done, (caring, gosh!) he blushed and ran out the door.
Sonny wiped away the faux tears and grinned at the perfect yoghurt swirls. He did care after all. She cared for that egoistical jerk too. But he didn't have to know that. He didn't have to know she was a brilliant actress either. It'd be her and the yoghurt's little secret.