Here's the next update~

This story is gonna have drama when they get to Christmas Day.

Davsea drama. (And Channy mushy goo)

I don't own SWAC.

Sonny, Chad, and David sat on the sofa, watching Abbie and Chelsea talk. Tawni by that time had left, muttering something about her parents being annoying.

"You know," Sonny said. "if you think about it, they're kind of like the same person."

Chad went over the list of words he used for Abbie, and noticed he would use the same words for Chelsea.

"You're right." Chad nodded.

"Chad, Chelsea!" The twins both looked at the golden-haired woman who was standing behind the couch, boxes in her hands. A brown-haired man walked behind her, a smile on his face too.

"Aunt Cookie, Uncle Brownie!"

Chelsea's POV

"Aunt Cookie, Uncle Brownie!" Me and Chad shouted at the same time, running to hug them. Well, our uncle's name's not actually Brownie. It's Brown. But since his wife's name is Cookie, we call him Brownie.

Heh.

"Oh, can you stop with the Brownie thing? It sounds like a name for a dog!" Uncle Brown complained.

Me and Chad laughed.

"Aren't you gonna take your presents?" Cookie asked, a twinkle in her blue eyes.

She handed us the wrapped boxes she was holding, and we tore them apart.

Chad blushed and hid his present with the paper.

"T-thanks you guys..." he stuttered. I saw Sonny smile, probably thinking he looked adorable.

I looked down at my own present, and saw that it was...another box.

Before opening that box, I looked at Chad, who was looking down still blushing.

"So, what did you get, Chaddykins?" I asked, smirking.

"Nothing." he said quickly.

I quickly grabbed for his present. I managed to get it before he stopped me.

"Now lets see what you..." I began laughing. "So Random DVDs?"

"What?" Sonny asked.

"Give me that!" Chad yelled, grabbing the boxes that had pictures of the So Random cast (costume and non-costume) all over them.

The whole time aunt Cookie had a smirk on her face.

"Who are these two that you didn't introduce me to?" she asked, gesturing to Sonny and David.

"This is Sonny and David Munroe," I said. "Sonny's Chaddycake's girlfriend."

"Chaddycake? That's a new one," Chad said, his face still slightly red.

I shrugged.

"Yes, and David is Chelly's boyfriend."

"Chelly?" I asked.

"Your name isn't as easy to make nicknames out of." Chad argued.

He then looked at me and David, who were now standing next to eachother. When did that happen?

"You guys kind of look like Cookie and Brown." he said.

"They do," Sonny agreed.

"Yeah...anyway, Chad, what's up with the So Random DVD?"

"Oh, you know I watch that show, everyone knows! Why are you teasing me?"

"'Cause it's fun."

We stopped talking as our cousin John ran past, holding something, while our other cousin, his sister, Trixie chased him.

"Trixie!" I called to her. P.S., Trixie is 13 and John is 14. Both of them have brown hair.

She looked at me while still chasing John, who had jumped over the couch.

"Yeah?" she asked.

"Why are you chasing him?"

She was about to answer, before I cut her off.

"Without telling me! Let me join!" I said, before running after them.

Chad watched Chelsea as she helped Trixie chase John.

"I swear," he said. "Sometimes it's like she's still a little kid." Chad scoffed. "She should grow up."

Sonny and David watched as John ran past Chad, grabbing the present Cookie had gave him. Chad yelled and ran after John along with Chelsea and Trixie.

"Well he's one to talk, ain't he?" David asked Sonny, smirking.

"It's funny how they act sometimes." Sonny said as her and David's eyes followed the four teens who were running around the room frantically.

"We picked some pretty crazy people, huh?"

"Like we're not crazy?" Sonny asked. She then thought about her past Christmases with her family back in Wisconsin. The house was always calm...nothing like this.

"Nevermind." she muttered. David nodded.

"Our house was always clean around Christmas. Grandma handing out cookies, children thanking the adults, or sometimes other children, who game them gifts and neatly throwing away wrapping paper." he looked around the house. The large tree was surrounded by scraps of wrapping paper, and yelling children. And then, of course, there was Chelsea, Chad, Trixie, and John who kept jumping over furniture (or sometimes not jumping over it and knocking it over all together.) "This is certainly the opposite."

"I thought high-class and rich people were supposed to be all...fancy." Sonny said.

David sighed, a smile on his face, crossing his arms over his chest. "We didn't pick the ordinary rich people." he said.

Chelsea's POV

Me being the fast runner I was caught up with John and tackled him to the ground.

"Why were you chasing me anyways? I didn't take your gift!" he said.

I shrugged. "I like chasing."

I got off him and he handed Trixie and John there presents back.

I walked over to the table behind the couch I had set my box on. Opening it up, I found another box.

And then there was another.

And another.

AND ANOTHER.

I finally got to a tiny box and opened it to find..

The earrings I wanted!

"Thanks Uncle Cookie and Aunt Brown!" I rethought what I said. "Wait, reverse that."

They laughed.

"You're welcome, Chels. By the way, did you like opening 12 boxes to get them?" Cookie asked.

She wasn't exaggerating. There were twelve boxes.

"Not especially."

Me, Chad, Sonny, David, and my parents worked together to clean up the last of the wrapping paper. Everyone had gone home after we had our Christmas Dinner, and talked for a while.

"The kids in our family our crazy." my mom said. Me, Chad, and our Dad (Hah, rhyme!) nodded in agreement.

After we finally cleaned up, mom and dad went...somewhere (was it the kitchen? Mom was grumbling about a cake on the ceiling...), and me, Sonny, David, and Chad sat on the couch.

"Aren't you guys excited? Tomorrow is the Condor Christmas Party!" Sonny smiled brightly.

"Yeah, sure..." I grumbled in agreement.

To many Christmas cookies and candy canes.

"You don't sound very enthusiastic." Sonny said, looking at me.

"She ate to many cookies and to much candy." Chad answered for her.

And, suddenly, in a flash my tired feeling was gone.

I stood up, a wild look in my eyes, and began running around the living room.

"Wait," I heard Sonny say. "Didn't you say if she has to much candy that she'll get super hyper? Like at my sleepover thingy?"

Chad gulped. "Oh yeah..forgot about that."

I did a kartwheel in the middle of the living room.

"Aren't you guys excited? I'm excited! I don't know what for, but i'm excited! Yay!" I cheered, clapping and jumping.

David jumped off the couch and ran over to me, putting his hands on my shoulders.

"Chelsea, calm down." he said.

"Why? It's such a fabulous day! I mean it's Christmas!" I cheered.

I then saw David staring into my eyes. I gazed into his...dreamy..brown..chocolate..

CHOCOLATE!

"Hehe...you have pretty eyes," I said. "They remind me of chocolate. Have any, by the way? I'm in the mood for sweets!"

I then calmed down as David began leaning towards me, his eyes closing.

So I did the only thing someone with a serious sugar rush who's love of their life was about to kiss them would do.

I fainted.

"What happened?" I grumbled. I noticed I was on the couch, and my head hurt. Bad.

Do I have a hangover or something?

"You have a...sugarover," Sonny giggled.

"Well that was lame." David said, glancing at the now frowning Sonny, before looking back at me. "Are you okay?" he asked.

"No. Not really." I responded.

"Well you better be." Chad said, walking over to the door. "We have to go down to Condor Studios. Mr. Condor's party is going to be in a few hours."

"WHAT?" I asked, jumping up, then regretting it as my head hurt again.

"Me and David slept over." Sonny said. "You were asleep the rest of Christmas Eve, and a lot of today after you fainted."

"Ah." I said. "Well let me change and we can leave!"

"Ugh, it's raining again!" I grumbled as we walked outside. The sky was slightly dark and rain was pooring down. I opened my polka-dot umbrella before walking to the limo that was waiting for us.

"Why are we going to the studio in a limo?" Sonny asked.

"Well, my and Chad's cars are convertibles, and the covers don't work very well, so..."

"'Nuff said." Sonny replied before getting into the limo.

There you are, another chapter. Happy?

-Abbie