Texting

by Wolfdog-Aleu

Summary: Chad and Sonny text each other for reasons unknown. This is what happens when you're me and you watch a 'Sonny With A Chance' marathon. Channy if you squint.

Disclaimer: I don't own Sonny With A Chance

Sonny had, for some odd reason, started texting him. 'Hi Chad! Isn't it a great day?'

Chad, confused as to why Sonny was sending him a friendly, non-argument related message, replied, 'Why are you speaking to me, Munroe? And why are you so happy?'

'Cause...' Chad could practically hear her cute, girly, Wisconson giggle as he read her reply.

'Do I even want to know? Never mind, I know I don't.' Chad actually wanted to know, but he'd never tell her that.

'Fine. I won't tell you.' Even what Sonny wrote sounded angry.

Chad's loud groan could be heard throughout the studio. He really hated this, but replied anyway. 'Fine.'

'Fine. Cooper.'

'… What?'

Sonny's next reply no longer sounded angry, just confused. 'What 'what'?'

'Why'd you use my last name?'

'Do I really need a reason?'

'Eh, I guess not.' Chad knew that would confuse her.

'Did you just agree with me?'

'Yeah, I got tired of fighting with you.'

'M'kay... I guess I could live with that.'

Chad smiled as he replied to her last text. 'You're gonna have to. And why were you happy?'

'I'm always happy when I talk to you. ; )'

Chad Dylan Cooper stared at his phone with a giant grin on his face. Stupid Sonny with her stupid cute, making him feel happy too.

Just a little idea I had. Thanks to my beta, suburbs, for making the story what it is! Let me know what you think.