Sonny With A Chance Of Sabotage
After three knocks the arrogant, towheaded Chad Dylan Cooper open the door with a smug expression splashed on his face.
"Secret Romance? Really, Sonny?" Chad said dryly.
"It's your fault! You were roaming around my studio trying to distract me. I saw you Chad," Sonny hissed.
"I wanted you to sound slow at best, not tell the whole world we were dating when we're not! Do you realize what this does for my image?" Chad said brightly.
"Woah, you have a terrible image. Mine was immaculate until you besmerched it! Yes you just witnessed me say 'besmerched'!" Sonny yelled.
"Besmerched, though? Really?" Chad mocked. "Anyway, fix this Munroe."
"I have an idea, but you have to help me with it." Sonny said, trying to keep her calm.
"Fine. It better not make me look bad though," Chad said sternly.
"Let me in." Sonny pushed Chad out of the way and went into his dressing room. "Do you have a camera in here?"
"Uh, yeah. I have a webcam on my laptop. Is that good enough?" Chad said hesitantly.
"We're going to film a retraction." Sonny said. "Now come here. Do I look okay?"
"Stop bossing me around. And yes you always look okay, Sonny." Chad said smoothly but ruined it by following it up with a nervous, high pitched laugh.
"Umm, okay. Start the camera." Sonny said and Chad shot her a death glare. "I mean can you please start the camera, Chad?" she corrected herself with sarcasm.
Chad went in the mirror and Sonny watched completely annoyed as he fixed his hair and messied it again a few times. Then he moisturized his face and practiced a few facial expressions infront of his reflection.
"Are you quite done? I don't want to be in here any longer than I have to." Sonny was annoyed.
He rolled his eyes and sat down next to her in front of the laptop. They both played with their hair briefly before Chad turned on the webcam.
"So, America as you may know, I recently accidently said that I was dating Chad Dylan Cooper. I sort of lied. Well I didn't lie. He was walking around my dressing room during my interview being a compete degenerate because that's what he is. And he was trying to distract me. Then he did distract me. He's so distracting and well he suceeded and I slipped up my words and the media took my words out of context and bent them to make the story they wanted and I'm rambling. Chad, you say something." Sonny let go of a breath she didn't know she was holding.
"Yeah ... I don't know what to say except that Sonny here completely failed at being interviewed and just had to go with the delusion that she was dating me." Chad smirked.
"What? I am not deluded! It's your fault I messed up!" Sonny exclaimed defensively.
"Woah woah woah. Calm down. On your show, you're pretty funny but off the set you're kind of scary." Chad put his arms in front of his face in defense.
"You suceeded in getting on the cover, Chad. Are you happy?" Sonny said more calmly.
"Of course. This is the second time I've gotten you to lose your temper on camera." Chad smirked.
"You're the only one who makes me this angry. I really can't stand you, Chad." Sonny seethed. "How can people believe we're dating if we don't even act like friends. Our whole relationship is you hurting me and me getting back at you."
"I thought that worked for us. I kind of like fighting with you." Chad's arrogance did not waver.
"Well I don't like fighting with you." Sonny put her face in her hands and sobbed.
"I'm sorry, Sonny. I treat everyone the same way. It's not just you," Chad said slowly. "Come on. Stop crying please."
"Ha! Sucker," Sonny popped up laughing.
"You ... you liar! You tricked me!" Chad said scandalized.
They bickered back and forth about the practical joke for a little while.
"I'm done fighting. Are we good now?" Sonny said finally.
"Yeah, we're good."
"Good."
"Good."
"I'm glad we're good. Now let's go get food. I'm starving." said Sonny.
"What about the retraction? We didn't retract anything." Chad pointed to the laptop.
"Umm, we'll just try again later. Just delete what we just did. That could be incriminating," Sonny laughed.
"There's kind of a problem." Chad looked sideways in fear.
"What?"
"It was recording straight to my website. It was a live webcast." Chad said.
"WHAT!? Now all your groupies are going to see us flirting like idiots on your stupid website!" Sonny shouted. "Why didn't you say anything before!"
"Flirting? Please. And Sonny, shut up. The webcam is still on. The stupid thing is frozen." Chad was fidgeting with his computer.
"Oh my Gosh. Are these videos archived?" Sonny asked. "Just delete it from the archives."
"I don't know how to do that. I always pay people to do things I don't know how to do or that I'm too lazy to learn." Chad ducked as Sonny threw a tissue box that was resting on the table at him.
Sonny panicked. She worried that her mother would see this on the news and lecture her on boys or that her So Random castmates would see it and judge her for dating someone from the Falls. Whether people believed the attempted retraction or not, the damage was done already. A knock at the door interrupted her thoughts. Chad sauntered over to the door muttering something about faulty technology but stopped when he opened the door to a freckled face temp of Mr. Condor's.
"Mr. Condor would like to see you, Mr. Cooper. Oh and Miss Munroe, you're saving me a walk to your dressing room. You're wanted by Marshall." She finished her statement and walked off without another word.
Sonny picked up a bag lying next to Chad's dresser and swept everything off the desk into it with one hand.
"Uhh, what are you doing?" Chad asked.
"Helping you pack. You've obviously been fired." Sonny hissed. "You've taken me down too, you jerk!" She threw the bag at his head.
They rolled their eyes at each other and went to see their respective bosses. Sonny poked her head into Marshall's office before entering. It was a grim sight for her. Marshall was sitting there with a stern look on his face – something Sonny rarely saw. She had always suspected he was an overgrown kid, made to look middle aged by some faulty science experiment.
"Hey, Marshall. You look so … clean today." Sonny smiled brightly but Marshall's expression did not leave.
"Sonny, I think you know why you're here. Mr. Condor is very angry that you said something in an interview then tried to take it back. He feels it's unproffessional." Marshall swallowed hard. "He has threatened to cancel the show."
"What!? Oh my Gosh, Marshall what can I do?" Sonny jumped from her seat.
"You have to do whatever Mr. Condor tells you to do." Marshall sighed. "I'm going to have to move back in with Mother. If the show's cancelled there's no me. Oh why, Sonny? Why?"
Sonny smiled uneasily and slipped out of the office. She swore she heard tears as she left but didn't dare go back. This was even worse than she thought. Her job, her friends and her reputation were on the line.
"Sonny, hey. Wait up," Chad said as he came running up from behind.
"What happened?!" Sonny demanded.
"He … well you remember Mr. Condor's daughter right? She's coming to the studio … today." Chad scrunched up his face in disgust.
"And?" Sonny demanded.
"He wants you and your castmates to write her into a sketch on your show." Chad winced.
"WHAT?!"
"And I have to supervise her." Chad cringed.
"WHAT?!" Sonny yelled again in the same manner. "You're going to die, Chad. I promise you."
Sonny was seething with white hot rage. She fumed and stomped away. She had been entertainging the thought of getting Chad back for sabotaging her interview but now it was a sure thing. He would pay … a lot.