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Chapter 47 - Tiredness and an Accident

Chad's POV

"Apparently that Mackenzie Falls episode was a hit… and they want me to become a regular character."

The moment I hear this sentence, I grin. Sonny was popular? Well, it's totally understandable… and now they want her to be a regular? Wow… I usually can't see Sonny during work time – that's usually the only time, bar sleeping, that I'm away from Sonny. Now I'll get to work with her too… total dream come true!

I look to Sonny, who seems slightly less convinced.

"Ain't this awesome?" I say to her, slightly begging that she won't say 'no'.

"Well, yeah, it's cool…" She shrugs.

"But?" I say, knowing by the tone in her voice that there has to be a but.

"I dunno…" She sighs, "It would be awesome to be on your show, but it'll be so much work…"

I frown. Awh, I want Sonny to do this! It would be too cool to have her on my show – and considering her character is my character's love interest, well, that makes it even better! I won't need much acting skills for those scenes, I tell ya.

"Please?" I beg childishly, and she shrugs.

"I'll think about it. It would be fun, but a lot of work at the same time."

I nod understandingly. I guess working two shows would be pretty tough for her. I guess I won't force Sonny to join the Falls. If my Sonshine doesn't want to do something, she doesn't have to do it.

"Okay. Don't worry about your decision – if you don't wanna do it, don't do it. I really don't mind what you pick."

Okay, that's a lie. I do want her to join my show… can you really blame me? But if she doesn't want to do it, I'll just suck that up and not take it as an insult. Sonny has a busy life… she doesn't want to spend the minimum free time she has left on my show. Surely she'd much rather spend that free time with friends or family or the horses or whatever. She spends way too much time with me… I guess I don't mind if she picks not to join Mackenzie Falls… no matter how much I actually want her to.

At that moment, Marshall calls me to rehearse some sketch that the cast have written for me, and so Sonny smiles at me and drags me towards the stage.

Yeah, I don't mind if Sonny doesn't want to do Mackenzie Falls… much.

Sonny's POV

Okay. So now I'm a regular on Mackenzie Falls. And I still have my job at So Random. Man… I'm gonna be one busy girl.

Maybe I wouldn't have done Mackenzie Falls, if it wasn't for Chad. On Tuesday, when I got the text, Chad seemed so excited. Then I wasn't too sure, and he seemed a little… well, sad that I was hesitant. I think he wanted me to be part of his cast. So that's why I decided to join Mackenzie Falls – to make him happy.

So on Tuesday afternoon, after I got the text and rehearsed a few of my sketches, I went to the Mackenzie Falls' producer's office, and she told me about Kaitlyn's storyline, and gave me a script for next week's episode, which is where I would re-appear and become a regular. According to the storyline, Kaitlyn's Mom and Dad are going to break up, and Kaitlyn is going to move to the town where Mackenzie lives with her Mom. There will be drama (as usual) between Kaitlyn, Mackenzie, Daphne… and maybe, Chloe, that is if Chastity comes back, which she is rumoured to come back some day…

The week has gone by and it's Thursday now… and I'm tired. We're doing rehearsals, but I'm so exhausted I'd rather just go home and snooze. I've been finding it hard to sleep in the last few days – I've been so busy writing So Random sketches, learning the Mackenzie Falls lines I need for my return on next week's show, thinking about my marriage to Chad… and in the midst of it all, I've forgotten to sleep sometimes. Don't give me that look – I'm a busy girl. Y'know, nowadays.

I'm sat in my chair in the So Random stage, watching Tawni, Nico and Chad rehearse some sketch. My character needs to join the sketch any second now, but I'm so tired, I can't be asked. I slowly feel very weak and drowsy and start to drift into sleep…

"SONNY!"

"Huh?"

I jump up from my seat, trying to gain balance to stand on my own two feet. It kinda fails, and I feel my feet collapse from below me. I brace myself as I fall to the floor, but a pair of arms catches me before I meet the ground, and I sigh in relief. I can't see who they belong to clearly because I'm half passed-out, but I can just about make out a familiar blue shine among all the blur and I feel my lips curl into a smile.

"I'll take her home." I hear a voice say, before I feel the ground taken from my feet and I realise I am hanging upside down, slung over my fiancé's shoulder.

Ha. This is interesting. It feels like a Tarzan moment. And that was a random comment. I think my lack of sleep has driven me crazy. Let's forget that thought, shall we? Chad continues to carry me out of the studio and towards the parking lot, dropping me gently into the passenger's seat.

"So…" Chad says, nudging me slightly. He's been doing that since we got in the car 10 minutes ago, just trying to keep me awake, "Somebody needs some coffee when we get home, don't they?"

I shrug, "Coffee, a nap…" I can hear my voice – it sounds dozy, like I'm in a dream state. "Anything to recharge my batteries."

Chad snorts, "You sure need it… it looks like you where dressed by a blind person today."

I look down at my clothes, realising that I'm wearing one white sock and one pink, and one Converse and one white trainer. I'm also wearing my top inside-out. Wow… no wonder I was getting crazy looks earlier…

"Well, excuse me if I was too tired to care if I looked good this morning or not. Like I care if I look crap." I say, before realising that it came out more as a snap. Oops. That's what deprivation of sleep does to me – makes me drift into la la land, or makes me sound like a moody bitch. See? I never swear when I'm normal. Well, not really…

Chad notices my sudden angry tone and flinches slightly. "Whoa…" He stammers, "What's got you so down, Miss Mood-Swing?"

"I know." I say, folding my arms stubbornly, "Sorry about that. I'm just… a little pissed."

He gasps jokingly, "I don't like Mood-Swing Sonny… she scares me. The Sonny I love never swears."

What did I tell you?

"I know…" I say, slumping back in the chair, "Maybe I'll just shut up."

"Na, don't do that!" Chad complains, "I love hearing your voice."

I ignore his cheesy reply and decide not to answer back in any way in case my retort hints any snappiness, and just rest my head on the chair behind me. I slowly find myself drifting into sleep. This time though, Chad doesn't poke me to wake me up, and I take a nice power nap…

Chad's POV

After the clothing incident and Sonny's seemingly bad mood, I decide that maybe she does need sleep and maybe I should stop trying to keep her awake, and so almost instantaneously she falls asleep. I look over at her, chuckling. Nothing beats watching Sonny sleep, apart from watching Sonny when she's awake. Okay, so that sounded a little perverse, but I'm her fiancé. I'm aloud to say weird stuff like that, or at least think it. Deal with it.

We arrive at her house, and I get out of the car, before walking around to her side to open the door for her. I smirk when I notice she's still asleep, but I don't want to disturb her. This may sound a little mean considering she's my fiancée and she probably didn't mean to be moody, but I don't want to disturb her in case she screams at me for ruining her "needed" beauty-sleep. Hey, I've never seen a girl throw a mood swing, but apparently they're scary. So I pick her up and sling her over my shoulder like I did earlier and carry her straight into the house.

Maybe I should've woken Sonny up. I know if I did that, I was risking a possible mood-swing. But no matter how scary these PMS things are, they can't be any worse than the slightly disapproving glare of Connie Munroe.

The moment I step through the door with Sonny hung over my shoulder, her Mom gasps and gives me 'the look'.

"What have you done to her?" She yells, eying me, and I politely nod and head into the living room, her following behind. I hear her mumble "Strange boy" and hold in a laugh. Well, I suppose if your daughter's fiancé walked in to your house with your daughter passed out and flung over his shoulder, with no explanation, you've got to be at least a little suspicious.

I sit Sonny down on the couch in the living room, before sitting next to her, gripping one of her hands and putting my other arm behind her back. Ms Munroe watches me for a few minutes, before giving up, sighing and walking out into the kitchen. So, I reach for the TV remote and flick over to watch some So Random repeat (Well, it's my only source of watching Sonny unless I just sit and stare at her, and I don't plan on looking stalker-ish).

A few minutes later, she wakes up, blinking a little, and I bite back a laugh at her confusion just in case she's in a bite-my-head-off mood (no, that's mean. Forget I said that).

"Morning, sleepyhead." I say, "Sleep well?"

"Yeah…" She mumbles in that just-woken-up, totally calm way, and I mentally cheer. No angry wifey for Chaddy. "Wh-where are we?"

"Home." I say, before adding with a smirk, "Don't you recognise your own home?" Okay, so I'm possibly risking getting my head bitten off by talking like that, but sometimes I can't resist going back to the sarcastic jerk I once was. He's funny, and helps when it comes to protecting myself and others (cough, Sonny, cough) from the likes of annoying paparazzi with annoying questions.

"Oh yeah…" She says, sounding slightly brain-dead, "Home."

"That's what I said. Geez, have you lost a few brain cells in your little nap? We can't have that! The awesomeness of the So Random sketches depends on brain power! And we can't rely on any of the other Randoms for that…"

"Haha, very funny," Sonny moans, rubbing the back of her neck, before suddenly jarring forward and getting up, heading to the door. "So Random! I need to get back to rehearsal…"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" I say, blocking the door. Something's wrong with Sonny – considering the way she's acting – and I'm not gonna let her leave until I've figured out what it is. I know – protective. But in an awesome way, right? "You're not going anywhere until I get you fixed up!"

"What?" Sonny says, tilting her head in confusion, and I sigh, exasperated.

"You're acting kinda weird, Sonshine, with the sleepiness and the mood-swing and stuff…"

"What do you mean… mood swing?" Sonny asks, her lower lips sticking out a little and her eyebrows rising slightly (which equates to an adorable Sonny-pout), and I sigh, shaking my head. It's always hard to argue with that pout.

"Just go and have a seat, Sonny, and I'll take care of you."

"But they need me at So Random…"

"No. They don't." I say, "I can't promise they'll do well without you, but they can live."

Sonny rolls my eyes as I lead her back into the living room. I sit her down on the sofa before heading into the kitchen to get her some water. I walk back into the living room, handing her the water, and she smiles, taking a big sip before collapsing into my arms. I put and arm around her back, stroking her hair soothingly, but she pulls away from my grip, sighing.

"What's making my Sonny not-so sunny then?" I ask, and she rolls her eyes. She then folds her arms and leans back in the couch stubbornly, and I realise that trying to find out the truth wasn't going to be as easy as I'd hoped. It's obvious she's not going to co-operate – maybe this is part of the mood swing? Cue shudder.

"Did someone annoy you? Is that why you're so mad?" She shakes her head, and I mock a frown, "Shame. I was looking forward to beating up whatever loser upset m'lady."

Sonny chuckles a little, before remembering she's giving me the silent treatment and regaining her angry posture. I sigh – this is gonna be a long conversation.

"You sure no-one annoyed you?" I taunt. She shrugs, and I frown. "Who was it?" She then looks at me with a 'damn, you're stupid' look and I gasp slightly. "Did I annoy you in some way?" No response. "What did I do?" I ask, my voice cracking a little coz I don't like upsetting Sonny. "Look, Sonshine, whatever I did, I'm really sorry, but you need to tell me what it was…"

"Chill, Cooper." She mumbles, and I wince. She hasn't called me 'Cooper' in years. It doesn't sound right. "You haven't done anything to annoy me apart from flood me with these irritating questions. And no-one else is annoying me either, so you don't need to beat anyone up. Just, leave me in peace, please."

I huff. "As much as I love to do as you say, sweetie, I can't. Not until you tell me what's up."

"Up is there." She says, pointing to the ceiling, and I force a sarcastic laugh.

"Funny, Munroe." I say, "Seriously, what is it that's got you moody?" She crosses her arms tenaciously, before she yawns like a flipping hippo, and I notice dark panda-like bags under her eyes. Of course! She was really tired earlier, she's being a little moody, and she has bags under her eyes…

"Is my little Sonny not getting her forty winks?" I ask childishly, and she tenses, leading me to take that as a yes. "Right." I say, "So you're not sleeping. Why's that? Something on your mind?"

"Lots." She murmurs, and a small smile forms on my lips. Finally, a little co-operation.

"Like what?" I ask.

"I just…" She mutters, before tears well up in her eyes. I wrap an arm around her comfortingly and hum quietly into her ear before she carries on, "I feel so busy nowadays. There's so much going on – So Random, Mack Falls… and I've been thinking about all that. And on top of that we're engaged!" She rests her head in her hands, "It's just so much to handle. I mean, I'm so busy, and I haven't even told anyone about the engagement… and it's already so confusing…"

"Hey, hey…" I say, hugging her softly, "It's okay. You really are being pushed to the limits now. I should never have pressured you to be a regular on Mack Falls, or you'd be fine…"

"No, it's okay." She says, "You didn't pressure me – it was my decision."

"Yeah, but I begged you to do it." I say, "Maybe you should quit."

"No!" She yells instantaneously. Wow. You've gotta admire her determination to stick with it, even when she has minimum energy.

"Calm down, honey." I say, stroking her hair again, and she sighs contently and falls onto my chest, breathing softly. "Just… have a little sleep. Don't worry about So Random – they'll manage without you. You need your rest."

Hey, you don't have to tell her twice. About two minutes later, I hear something that sounds faintly like a snore, and I look down to see Sonny fast asleep on my Chabs. I try not to laugh, before attempting to remove her from my chest without waking her up. This proves to be a difficult task – when I lift her head a little to place it on something else, she shuffles around a little and I realise I'm waking her up, so after a few failed attempts, I just give up and let her lay there.

A few minutes later, Ms Munroe comes back into the living room with a coffee. She scans me and Sonny quizzically (she obviously doesn't know I'm watching her do so) before she finally starts to question me.

"So what's going on?" She asks, "Why did you carry my daughter into the house? Why didn't you let her leave earlier? Why is she now sleeping on you?"

I chuckle a little. The way she puts it, it does sound a little weird. And funny.

"I carried her because she was asleep, I didn't let her leave because of the tiredness and she seemed a little on the edge, and she sleeping on me now because she's tired, so…" I drop my voice level a little, "Shush…"

She sniggers a little. "Good plan." She says, dropping her voice level, "So, are either of you going back to rehearsals later."

"Probably not." I say, "Sonny's got a lot on her mind – that's why she's so tired. She basically hasn't been sleeping much. So I thought maybe she should have a quiet afternoon to catch up a bit on sleep."

Connie tuts sympathetically. "I knew something was wrong." She says, "She seemed a little different the last few days. She just seemed a little…"

"Moody?" I question, before regretting it when she shoots me a menacing glare. Oops. "But… in a very adorable way…"

"It's okay, Chad." She smirks, "I know you didn't mean it." I inwardly sigh in relief as Connie looks to her daughter. "You're always so caring to her."

"I know." I say, "It's coz I care about her. A lot."

"I know." She replies with a smile. "And I know I wasn't totally wild about you guys getting engaged…"

I snort silently. Ain't that the truth – I'm sure of all the people there, she was the least happy about the idea. About as unhappy as the Randoms would've been two years ago – complete with Tawni's dramatic storm out of the room. I don't say this out loud.

"…But really I'm proud that she's found someone who really will care for her. I know she's happy with you, Chad, and if she's happy, I'm happy."

I smile. "Thanks, Ms Munroe."

"In fact…" She says, leaning forward a little and dropping her voice completely. "This may sound crazy, but I think you should move in with us."

I have to do a retake to make sure I heard that right. "Sorry, what was that?" I whisper, and she laughs silently.

"I know it sound a little crazy, especially coming from me… but I know how good she is around her. You calm her down – you make her happy."

"Sonny's always happy." I say, "That's one of the reasons I love her."

"Yeah, but with you, she's especially happy." She says, "And… she's getting older now. I just think that now there are just some things her fiancé will be able to solve easier than her mother."

"I understand." I say. Wow. Ms Munroe's cool with me moving in already? She really is happy for us! Unless this is some trap and when I've moved in she'll send ninjas to my room to kidnap me… na. I'm being childish.

"But you won't share a room with her." She adds sternly. This is the wrong time for a joke, right? Right. So what exactly makes me say what I say next?

"Darn!" I say jokingly, whacking my knee and groaning. Connie doesn't get it as a joke though, it seems, and stares at me strictly. I suddenly feel very awkward. "I didn't mean it like that…" I defend myself before she rethinks the whole thing, "I wouldn't want to destroy Sonny's innocence."

"Mmm, what I thought." Connie says, a sly smirk on her lips, and I sigh and collapse back into the couch, relaxing a little. "So, would you like to move in?" Connie asks, and I pause to think about. Heck yeah I would! In fact, the only thing that's making this hard is the fact that I'd have to bring Abby and Josh with me. Abby won't be much of a problem, but Josh…

"Is it okay if I bring my brother and sister too?" I ask, and Connie smiles.

"Sure."

"I'm in!"

Wow… I hope that didn't sound too desperate…

Connie doesn't seem too fazed by my tone – she gets up and takes her now-finished coffee mug into the kitchen. She asks me if I want anything and I say no, before remembering that the Randoms are still not up to date on what's going on. I pull my phone out of my jeans pocket and send a text to Tawni.

Sonny isn't feeling too great so we won't be back for rehearsals.

I wait a few minutes, tapping my phone on my knee, before a reply comes.

What? What's wrong with her?

She's just really tired. She's asleep on me right now… I don't think she's be awake enough to be funny in rehearsals :/

Ok. Wait… she's asleep on you? *smirk* I thought you didn't want to ruin her innocence. Well, no wonder she's tired… ;)

I pull a face when I read her reply.

EWW! NONONO! IT'S NOT LIKE THAT AT ALL!

Okay, okay, no need to overreact! :P So, see you two tomoz?

Yeah, sure. Bye.

Buh-bye! ;)

I put my phone back into my pocket, shaking my head at Tawni's ridiculous theory. She honestly thought I'd… no. Just no. Sonny and I may be engaged, but I'm still not taking her innocence until the night we're officially married, maybe even later.

I then hear a snore from next to me, and chuckle at Sonny, who snuggles up closer to my chest and smiles. I wrap my arm around her back once again, and flip over the channel to watch So Random.

About 3 hours later, when I've watched many episodes of So Random (I only watched the sketches Sonny's in, and just blanked out on the others. Yup. I'm cool – and crazy – like that), Sonny starts to shuffle around in my arms, before opening her yes, squinting at the light. I grin.

"Mornin' Sonshine. The Earth says hello."

Sonny sits up a little, rubbing her eyes. "Morning…"

I smirk, "You realise it's two in the afternoon, right?"

Sonny freezes, looking to the clock, before looking back at me with wide eyes. "What. The. Heck? What are we doing here when we should've been rehearsing at So Random 3 hours ago?"

"Whoa, whoa, girly," I say, pulling her back into my grip, "Don't you remember? You've been spending way too much time thinking about work. It's relaxing time, okay?"

Sonny raises her eyebrows at me, blinking a little. "What exactly does this 'relaxing time' involve?"

I chuckle, leaning towards her so that my face is millimetres from hers. "You. Me. Relax. Away from work. For the rest of the day. No work, no exceptions. Got it?"

Sonny groans a little, "I guess."

"Good." I smile triumphantly.

"Good."

"Fine."

"Fine."

I then jump up from the sofa, running straight to the stairs to get to Sonny's room, and she follows, screaming behind me.

"Chad!" She yells, "Slow down! If you break anything, my Mom will…"

"Calm down, Sonshine!" I shout back, smiling, "I'm Chad Dylan Cooper – I'm not clumsy enough to break anything…"

It's that moment when I have to be wrong, isn't it? In the mists of yelling back to Sonny, I'm not looking where I'm going, so I run into a wall. On the wall is a picture of something, which tumbles to the ground. The frame smashes and glass spreads everywhere, and I wince.

Oops.

Pain suddenly floods my face and I groan before rubbing my nose (which took the hit from my running into the wall), and when I pull it away, I realise it's bleeding.

Crap.

Sonny comes up behind me, laughing a little, but when she notices my nose, she winces. "I tried to warn you…" She sings, before reaching for my nose. I push her away softly, grimacing in pain. Sonny pouts sympathetically. "Here… lemme take care of this… just pinch the soft part of your nose and breathe through your mouth."

Well, if Sonny ever backed out of show-business, maybe she'd be a good nurse. She runs into the kitchen, and comes out with a load of kitchen roll. She sits me down on the couch, instructing me to breathe and not tilt my head back, and I laugh proudly.

"Wow, Sonny, you sure know your stuff about this kind of thing."

Sonny shrugs, pride radiating off her, "Well, my Mom was a first-aider in the primary school back in Wisconsin." I nod, smiling a little, before leaning back into the sofa. Sonny groans, "No, no! Don't tilt your head back! That makes it worse!"

I roll my eyes slightly, "You got it, Nurse Sonny." I regret opening my mouth at that moment, as thanks to the pinching of my nose it sounds really weird, and Sonny bursts out laughing.

"Okay, Daffy Duck."

I shoot her a joke glare and she returns it with a joke cower, before we both explode with laughter.

Haha. We're such goofs.

About half an hour later, we're both hauled up in Sonny's bedroom. My nose has stopped bleeding now – when Ms Munroe saw Sonny and me sat on the sofa with a pool a blood and a broken photo frame, she immediately overreacted – checking I hadn't broken my nose, cleaning up the mess while assuring us that we should be more careful, telling me that I'd better be more cautious when I moved in. Of course, Sonny didn't know about the moving-in, so she was pretty alarmed.

"Moving in?" She repeated, shocked, "What?"

Connie shrugged, "I said Chad could move in with his siblings so he's closer to you."

Sonny just smiled at this, and said no more, so I took this as an acceptance to my moving in. Later on, she told me she was excited for when it happened. Me too, Sonshine. Me too.

So after that, we went up to Sonny's room. I'm sprawled on her bed, flicking through the So Random script for tomorrow and she's sat on her purple beanbag with her guitar, strumming quietly. We spring up random conversation every now and again, but right now, we're just glad to be in each other's company – no work, no trouble, for a whole afternoon.

"So…" Sonny says after a couple of minutes of silence, "I've been thinking about the proposal thing… and I was just wondering when we were going to admit it to everyone."

I shrug a little. "Dunno. I mean, the paparazzi will go crazy about it, so maybe we should wait a little…"

Sonny pouts in a joking way (at least, I think that she's joking), and says, "You're not embarrassed by me, right Chaddy?"

I roll my eyes a little as she sticks out her lower lip. "Not at all, my dear…" I say, "I'm just afraid of being hounded by the paparazzi after we admit that their suspicions were true. You remember when Josh and Zora stopped Ryan, Gilroy and Santiago from selling that story on us when they thought we were 'engaged'?"

"Oh, yeah…" Sonny says, "Good point. Still, I want to be able to tell some people, like my cast mates and friends and stuff. The only people who really know are us and the people who were at the dinner on Monday."

"I suppose…" I say. After all, knowing Sonny, I know she'd want to tell everyone about this. I'd rather keep it secret for a few days, just so we can be excited about it together. But then, whatever m'lady wants, m'lady gets.

"How about…" Sonny says with a smile, "We announce it on So Random?"

I blink a little, "T-tomorrow?"

"Sure!" She says, "It'll be fun!"

"It'll be kinda showy." I shrug, "I don't wanna just announce it to the world. It'll be scary."

"Oh…" Sonny frowns, and I suddenly hate myself for making her frown. Maybe I'll go run into another wall to teach myself a lesson. But then… I don't want to risk another nose bleed. When I'd finished bleeding, I went to the bathroom to clean up. I looked like something from a horror film. Not cool. Plus, if I did it again, I'd risk possibly hurting my face. I was lucky to come out of that with just a nose bleed – I was worried I had a black eye or something…

Anyway, back to sad Sonny. "I totally understand…" She says, but she sounds like she's lying. I don't say much after that. I just think about her proposition. Sonny's really brave enough to announce our engagement on a show that's watched all over the world? Well… if she can do it, I can do it. I mean, I'm not afraid to show it off. I'd be proud to show the world that I am in love with Sonny, so much so that I've already proposed.

"Let's do it." I say softly, and she looks up at me and grins.

"This is gonna be awesome."

Surprisingly, I agree with her on this.

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