To Catch A Cooper

Disclaimer: I don't own anything Disney.

Summary: It's an age-old tradition of the So Random! cast and now its Sonny's turn to Catch A Cooper. Multi-chapter. Channy.

Chapter One: The Challenge

"So Random!" had a lot of traditions that some might consider weird, but for me, who had just yesterday finished filming 'Revenge of Baby Wah Wah' it didn't really through me for a loop when I was informed that it was tradition to wear a large hat on the first day of each month or necessary to jump up and down before a show. So when I walked into the prop house and found my cast giggling over a photo album while Zora was untangling a large yellow cargo net, I knew that something was up.

"Hey guys!" I greeted as I set down my purse, "Whatcha' 'checking out'?"

"Sonny!" They all exclaimed happily, too happily. Uh oh, I thought, why does it sound like they want something out of me?

"What do I have to do now?" I asked with a sigh, sitting down next to them on the couch.

"Today, Sonny, is 'Catch a Cooper' day!" Tawni exclaimed in an overly perky way. She handed me the photo album they had all been looking at. I opened it up and burst into laughter as I was greeted by a page of pictures of Chad…hanging upside down hopelessly tangled in the same net that Zora was holding next to me. "It's a tradition that Zora started." Tawni explained.

"It's fun!" Zora chortled evilly. I chuckled at the enthusiastic 11-year-old.

"We've all got him at least once or twice and now," Grady paused for dramatic effect and pointed at me, "It's your turn." I continued to flip through the pages of the album. I saw: Chad in a small cage, Chad hanging by his shoelaces, a cardboard box that I assumed held Chad, Chad in a fishing net, Chad in a kiddy pool filled with dried glue, Chad duct tapped to a couch, Chad wrapped in seaweed like a California roll, and so on.

"I have to 'catch' him?" I clarified. "Doesn't matter how?"

"Nope!" Nico agreed.

"So I could just like, hold his arms behind him for a couple seconds, or lock him in a room?"

"Yeah, but where's the fun in that?" Grady asked confused.

"Yeah! The more embarrassing, the better!" Zora exclaimed rubbing her hands together menacingly. "I can hack the security tapes later and get the still frames for the album, so you don't even have to worry about taking a picture." They were all smiling at me expectantly.

"Okay. I'll give it a shot." I agreed.

"You better get him, Sonny." Tawni warned, "It's a tradition so you better not mess this up!" No pressure, right?

"But doesn't he know this is coming by now?"

"Yeah, he's getting smarter. We had to get Mr. Condor in on it last year. Poor Chip didn't know what hit him." I flipped to the last age of the album and found a picture of Chad looking pouty, glued to a chair which was being held upside down by Mr. Condor and Grady. Boy did he look ticked!

"He'll be extra careful this year." I muttered. "I'm not sure I'll be able to do this."

"Don't worry, Sonny." Grady said, "We got your back on this."

"Yeah!" Nico agreed, "You need some extra hands, we've got six!"

"And old trusty, here." Zora assured me, patting the net next to her.

"Thanks guys!" I checked my cell phone clock. It was 9:14. With any luck, Chad wouldn't be in yet. He was always (not so) fashionably late for everything. "Wish me luck."

"Good luck!" They chorused. Tawni went back to her mirror, Nico and Grady went to go find something to eat, and Zora withdrew to her sarcophagus. Me? I picked up a giant, yellow cargo net and headed over to Mackenzie Falls.

"Chad here yet?" I asked the stage two security guard.

"Not yet." He answered opening the door for me. Somehow I had never actually made it on to the 'Do Not Admit Wall'. When I asked about this, Chad had avoided the question, but I think he has a soft spot for his daily arguments with his self-proclaimed, favorite Random. "Is it 'Capture Chad Day' again already?"

"Actually, we call it 'Catch a Cooper', but yep!"

"Good luck." I walked on to the set relatively unnoticed and headed over towards Chad's dressing room. Twenty minutes later, I had rigged a crude pulley system that would drop the net on Chad when he opened his dressing room door. Zora would have been proud. I was so happy with myself that I didn't notice my target coming down the hallway until I ran in to him.

"Chad!" I exclaimed startled.

"Woah there Monroe!" He said with a smirk, grabbing a hold of my elbows to steady himself. "What brings you to The Falls?"

"I-uhhhh." I stuttered out nervously trying not to get lost in his gorgeous blue eyes and I scrambled for an excuse. "Can't a girl visit her favorite drama snob?" I asked with what I hoped was a disarming smile. He raised an eyebrow, and then smirked.

"You just can't stay away from me, can you?" I rolled my eyes. "Now, if you'll excuse me," He let go of my elbows, "I have to go get into my Fall's uniform." I grinned internally. Oh yes Chad, you go do exactly that.

"Of course! Prep school's have a dress code, after all. I'll just be heading back to my net-I mean, set." I tipped over my words. Chad squinted his eyes at my stutter, but said nothing. I nodded a hasty good-bye and moved past him, walking away down the hallway.

"PORTLYN!" I heard him holler from behind me. I chuckled and wondered how anyone could put up with Chad for extended periods of time, let alone shoot a scene with him. I snorted to myself as I reached my set. And he calls me the diva!

"Moo!" My phone alerted me to an incoming text message. I picked it up and looked at the screen. It read:

One new text. Sender: Chad

I quickly opened it and read the text. A cry for help to get him down from the net, maybe? No.

'Dear Sonny,

Congratz! You caught Portlyn.

Good luck, You're gunna need it.

Happy Hunting,

CDC'

Dang it! Oh well, time to come up with plan B.

Author's Note: Hey ya'll! This is my first multi-chapter fic for SWAC, so I hope you like it. It will be Channy soon enough, don't worry.

Love, Scifigeek