It just occured to me that at the start I said the season was over XD So, let's pretend they are doing filming for a So Random! DVD or something...that's me covering my tracks before someone picks up on it ^^ Oh, and there's not much going on in this chapter, just to forwarn you
The other side of Tawni Hart
Sonny POV
"I'll look after her; you'll have to cancel me out of this week's show."
Now, the moment I heard her say that the first thought that came to mind was; Should I be proud or worried. The second that occurred was; Why? Has she some ulterior motive? Or should I trust her. Either way, I didn't have much time to ponder on it because almost as soon as she said it Marshall was planning the reschedule for the show.
"Okay, right, Tawni you're off the show this week to look after Sonny. Zora, how long will it take for you to...reverse this?"
"Well, at an educated guess, about 3 weeks" Zora said.
"3 WEEKS, oh mother, right, get right onto it- but don't forget to learn your lines as well. Tawni,...uh, oh, we'll deal with next week when it happens. Right, off you go and...Do something, I'm going to go and hope we don't all get fired...WAIT, Oh, I'm going to call your families, I want you all to sleep at the studio until we've got this sorted, go home today and get whatever you need" Marshall said, walking quickly out the room.
Tawni POV
"Okay Sonny" I say, looking down at her with an awkward smile. "Guess we better go and get some stuff" "I'll see you later guys" I say walking out the prop house.
What the hell was I thinking, I know nothing about kids...well, it is Sonny, my best friend- not that I would admit that either, but I suppose I should make an effort.
I drove home and packet a suitcase; there wasn't much to pack really as I keep a lot in my dressing room including my makeup and a whole load'a clothes. I then drove to Sonny's and scavenged for whatever might possibly fit her. I managed to find a few t-shirts and shorts that, though too big, where small enough to stay on her small frame. I then headed back to the studio.
Sonny POV
The whole time I was with Tawni, I kept my eyes on her, trying to figure out if she was up to something. Before I knew it, we were back at the studio and Tawni was dumping our bags down in our dressing room, next to two camp beds which had been set up against the back wall. She turned to me, wringing her hands together, obviously unsure of what to do now.
"...So" she says expectantly, "uh, want some fro-yo." At the mention of fro-yo, my face lit up and I began to nod almost ferociously." "I'll take that as a yes" she chuckled, picking me up. To be honest, it's no surprise I'm hungry, Chad's pancakes weren't exactly tasty. Walking into the cafeteria we saw Nico and Grady sitting at a table to the side. Tawni sat me down and went to get the fro-yo.
"Heya Sonny, how'ya feeling?" Nico asks me, leaning forward on the table.
I decided that if I wanted to remain undiscovered then I should act like a child, so I grabbed my stomach and briefly said "Hungry", luckily my tummy agreed with me and chose that moment to gurgle. "Heh, so I see..uh hear" he said with a smile, popping a spoonful of fro-yo in his mouth.
"Here you go Sonny" Tawni said, handing me a pot of frozen yogurt, sitting down beside me with her own.
Tawni, Nico and Grady began to talk about something or other, and I, well, I was too hungry to listen.
Tawni POV
After I bought Sonny the fro-yo, I began to discuss what we were going to do about the show with Nico and Grady. After a short while we were joined by Zora who came scooting in muttering about evil. I gathered Dakota Conder was on her way.
I looked towards Sonny, she had finished eating and was by the look on her face, thinking.
Then a thought hit me, "Zora, Is Dakota here" I asked her urgently, "Yeah, she was on her way to the cafeteria, why" she replied curiously.
"Dakota can't see Sonny, what if she figures something out guys" I said, getting their attention.
"Oh, well it's a little late now, she just entered." Grady said, looking towards the door.
"Eeevvviiilll" I heard Zora hiss under her breath
