A/N: Don't kill me! I haven't abandoned the story. Just, forgot about it for a little while…

Anyway, this is way too short, and pretty much blowing air. Just a filler chapter, and not a very good one at that. You may commence in throwing the rotten vegetables when finished reading this.

Disclaimer: Pfft. You honestly think this crap would go onto Disney Channel? Yeah. Right. Keep dreaming.

Chaos.

That was the first word that popped into Zora's ever-moving mind when they walked into Condor Studios.

She calmly stepped over a Teen Gladiator who was duct taped to the floor, and covered in something green-ish and sour smelling. When she thought she saw the edge of it move, she decided she didn't want to know what it was.

Zora heard a faint, "Ugh!" and a gagging noise behind her and deduced Tawni Hart has just entered the studio.

She turned and saw she was right. The blonde was looking disdainfully down at her too-high-heeled-boots that just moved through a puddle of tapioca pudding. Behind her in the doorway stood a fuming Sonny, her eyes taking in the first part they walked into. Zora grinned. She was so glad she wasn't Chad.

"Where are our young counterparts?" she asked moving out of the way as a chimpanzee (orangutan?) ran screeching out the door, with its arms in the air.

Sonny, who was gritting her teeth and watching the monkey-thing jump on the gladiator, didn't answer. Somehow Tawni had found a clean part of carpet to stand on and replied, "They're in the car. After Sonny screams Chad's head off," she glanced warily at Sonny. "Or kills him, we are going to lunch."

Zora nodded and moved into the hallway pausing only once in her trek to Sonny's office to get one of her high tops out of a hole. The hole, she saw, was thanks to some blue liquid that was eating through the floor with gusto. She shook her head and laughed. I'll have to ask the guys what that was, and where I can get some, she thought thinking of al the things, and all the havoc she could cause, with that.

"G'dday mate." She heard Tawni's voice behind her with an Australian accent. "Tawni Hart here, live in the jungle we call Condor Studios. Kids at home, be sure to stay away from here, not only do we have dangerous creatures and mutant spinach, but if you'll look above the place that was once a ceiling, you'll see rabid gummy bears! Keep your hats on; we sure are in for one helluva journey!"

Zora looked up, and sure enough, there were melted gummy bears on the ceiling. It could've been her mind playing tricks on her, but she could've sworn she heard a faint wail. Zora laughed and joined in.

"If you look to your right you'll see another gladiator covered in—what do ya' reckon that is, Hart?"

"Couldn't tell ya, Zora. Now wait a sec, those look like gumballs!"

"By Jove, I think she's got it!" Zora switched to an English accent.

Tawni paused and watched the multicolored monster try to run away, only to have each foot stick to the ground, causing him to overbalance and fall over.

Tawni looked at Zora. "Dare you to touch it."

She laughed. "No thanks, I like my hand. I think I'll keep it."

The blonde shook her head and said in mock seriousness, "Zora, this place is a danger zone, an accident waiting to happen. You know what this means, don't you?"

Zora nodded, catching on. "Yes, Tawni. Yes, I do."

They each grabbed purple table legs pinning a Mackenzie Falls actor to the wall, and looked at each other. They nodded once, turned to the long corridor looming before them, and raised the sticks above their heads.

"For Narnia!" They screamed, laughing and running down the hall.

If my office, Sonny promised, looks even remotely like this, Chad is going to die.

She made her way into the hallway just in time to see two of her best friends running away with purple sticks. She shook her head.

This, she thought, is what happens when you work on a comedy show too long.

She looked down at a multicolored blob and poked it with her foot. Then promptly jumped back when it started squirming.

Shuddering, she walked down the clearing Tawni and Zora made, too wrapped up in plotting Chad's death to notice the food splattered walls and ruined floors around her.

That is, until she got to the cafeteria.

She stopped dead, looking around the hallway and into the room.

Sonny shook her head. What the hell…?

"Sonny Monroe!" she heard Stella screech, and paled almost comically.

She's going to kill me. She thought in resignation.

"She's going to kill me." Chad groaned, still picking up clumps of spaghetti. He looked around his fiancés office. Almost done. He sighed.

"Nah, not if her office is clean. She'll just torture you a little." Nico replied with a wry grin. "Now us… She may kill."

He laughed, grabbing a sponge to scrub the orange patches without spaghetti on them. "No way. Once she sees the studio—" he broke off when he heard a loud, angry voice yell, "Sonny Monroe!" they all stopped what they were doing and exchanged frightened glances.

"No, you're right. She's going to kill you." Nico remarked.

Chad just nodded and continued to clean.

(S POV)

"I say we go in." Zora stated, finally getting bored with messing with Tawni.

They both turned to look at me and I glanced up from the magazine I was reading. "Why're you looking at me?"

Tawni rolled her eyes and flipped her hair back. "Because, Sonny. You usually decide what the course of action is, duh."

"And you would know how angry yourself would be if we disobeyed her." Zora added.

I shrugged. "I dunno. We may be the same people but I don't know how she would react.

Zora sighed, looking through the windshield at the studio. "I wonder what's going on in there."

As if taking her words for a cue, a girl ran out screaming being chased by an orange—

Wait. I did a double take, not believing my eyes.

Was that a monkey?

I looked at Zora and Tawni who were open mouthed and wide eyed as they watched the shrieking girl run past, Tawni dropped her compact.

We looked at each other, then scrambled to get out of the car.

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