Title: Stuck in the Prop House

Summary: Chad traps him and Sonny in the prop house while the Mackenzie Falls and So Random cast is on a company retreat.

Disclaimer: "I don't own Sonny with a Chance," she says angrily.

Chapter One- We're Left Behind

I stood in the prop house holding a flier for a Hawaiian getaway, "I can't believe this," my own cast mates and Marshall left me behind for the company retreat.

"What can't you believe?" I turned around only to face him. He wasn't dressed in his usual Mackenzie Falls uniform.

Just a t-shirt and faded denim jeans, the kind of look that made him the nice, sensitive, "Oh, it's you," Chad. I thought my day couldn't get anymore worse but then he shows up at my door.

"Yes, it's me. I know some people are stunned that CDC is actually in their presence," he winked at me.

"Chad you are so superficial," I called him that a lot now.

"I am super aren't I," I groaned, "something wrong?"

"Yeah, it's standing right in front of me," he cocked his head to the side and gave me a, 'Oh just tell me already,' look.

"Fine," I heaved a sigh, "my show went on a company retreat to Hawaii, but I was left behind so I am a little gloomy." He flopped himself down on the chair. I sat down on the couch; I guess he's going to be here awhile.

"Why would they leave you? You are part of the cast."

"Well, they didn't technically 'leave me'," I sighed, "I couldn't afford my share of the trip."

"Oh."

"What? No jokes about how I'm not as rich as you and everyone else?"

"Sonny, I am not that harsh," I shot him a glare, "Actually, my cast is on a little vacation too. I couldn't go."

"Why?"

"Igotgrounded."

"What?"

"I said I got grounded!" I laughed. Chad Dylan Cooper gets grounded.

"Shut up, I am a teenager, teenagers get grounded," he said without shame. "As in changing the subject, you, me, alone, here," he is so gross!

"Not in this lifetime," I flinched back.

"I take that to heart," his hand flew to his heart.

"Good, it was meant to hurt you," I smiled.

"So…how long is you cast away," I thought about what they might be doing right now. Probably surfing or in a nice hotel. Maybe they are out at a fancy restaurant.

"Three weeks," I groaned. This is some solid small talk.

"Mine too," really solid and boring. I nodded then I noticed something.

"Why were you coming here in the first place?"

"Nothing."

"Oh, so you just walk around in other studios because you're just that bored."

"Sonny, Sonny. Funny little Sonny, I was going to…" he looked for an excuse "…take you're Tween Choice Award," he pointed to the tiny trophy sitting on the a shelf.

"Hey!"

"What? I'm not going to do it now, you ruined it," he looked around the room.

"What's that?"

"What's what?" He turned around and looked at Tawni's mirror. He got up and pointed to where Dakota Condor wrote "Chad" with red lipstick. It was fading pink, because when Tawni tried to scrub it off it wouldn't come off.

"Remember Mr. Condor's daughter? Well she wr-" he started at me, "What?"

"Is this a funny little story that is not so funny or little? Not interested," I can't put up with him anymore.

"Get out,"

"What?"

"I said get out," I pointed to the door.

"Well, maybe I will leave because I really don't want to talk to you."

"Good."

"Good."

"Good."

"G-" He pulled on the door knob. "It won't open," I pulled really hard on it one more time. I heard a cracking noise and Chad gasped.

"What was that?" He held the door knob up to me and forced a smile.

"It was like this when I found it?" I got up and started walking toward him.

"What did you do?"

"Sonny calm down," No, no, no! I started to hyperventilate. "It was an accident," I took the door knob out of his hand and tried to put it back on the door. "Sonny you and I both know that's not going to work," I felt the steam come out of my ears. I turned around and slapped his face. "Ow, what was that for?"

"YOU TOOK THE DOOR KNOB OFF THE DOOR! NOW WE ARE TRAPPED IN HERE! THAT'S WHAT YOU DID!"

"Sonny, I'm sorry, just calm down," he tried relaxing me.

"Relax?! How can I relax when we you just trapped us both in here for three weeks!"

"Sonny its okay, just call the fire department."

"No, this is your problem, you do it."

"I don't have my cell phone."

"Fine, but you owe me one," I pulled out my cell phone and dialed 911.

"Oh, if you get us out of here, I owe you a million," I shushed him.

"911, what's your emergency?"

"My friend and I are locked in a room, the door knob just came off from the inside," I felt like a complete idiot.

"Are you two alone?"

"Yes."

"Can I have your names?"

"Sonny Munroe and Chad Dylan Cooper," I crossed my fingers, hoping she actually believed it was two television stars.

"Miss, do you know how many calls we get with people claiming that they are television stars?"

"But it really is us, I can prove it."

"How?"

"Come over and get us out of here and you can see it for yourself." There was a pause. "Hello? Hello?!"

"What happened?"

"She didn't believe it was actually us."

"I am more famous then I thought I was."

"Hey, she didn't believe it was me either," It took a minute for me to absorb all of this. "Oh my God," I started hyperventilating again, "we are stuck in here for three weeks with no food or help!"

"Sonny calm down, we could just call someone else," I looked at my phone.

"Not anymore, my phone's dead," his eyes blazed fire. I ran to the door and started pounding on it. He followed me and did the same thing.

"Help," I whispered to myself knowing if I screamed it, no one would hear.

Peace, Love, and always Happiness,

LovetheCityGirl