Kiss
Sunset’s breath stuck in her throat as she saw a figure arise from beneath the table. No mask this time. It was Wallflower, her hand squarely on the hilt of the dagger embedded in her belly. A sick, twisted smile decorated Wallflower’s face. “I told you,” she said as she twisted the knife, making Sunset gasp.
“Oh… oh wow, Wally, I…” Sunset swallowed noisily, her breaths coming faster, her body slick with sweat as she grew weak in the knees. As quickly as she could she raised her hands to wrap around Wallflower’s, and deliberately took a step forward, shoving the rest of the blade further inside. “You really... love me this... this much, huh?”
Wallflower shook Sunset’s hands off, her face contorting with disgust. “Why are you still going on about that? You’re dying, Sunset. Soon you’ll be dead. And then I’ll erase everyone’s memory of you, with this.” She withdrew a carved piece of stone from her pocket and held it up.
Sunset let out a liquidy chuckle. “What’s… what’s that, silly?”
“Oh, this?” Wallflower tossed the stone up and casually caught it with her hand. “It’s the Memory Stone. I found it a little while ago, after the sixth time I… failed…to kill you. I was gonna use it to just erase everyone’s memories of you, but, well…” She sneered. “Seeing you die for what you’ve done to me had to happen first.”
“The only thing I… I ever did to… to you… is… is love… you…” Sunset choked. She fell backwards onto a convenient chair. Her eyes fluttered, but she didn’t dare close them. “Please… Wallflower… I… can you… do me one… last… request?”
Wallflower rolled her eyes. “What?”
“Please… just… just one kiss… please…”
Wallflower turned away, both hands gripped knuckle-white by her sides. “Grr… you know what… you know what, fine. I can be magnanimous. I got what I wanted. I got my revenge.” She turned back around and placed her hands on Sunset’s shoulders. “I can do that for you. No one will ever know anyway.”
Sunset smiled even as her body quaked with a spasm. “...hurry… please…”
Wallflower sighed and leaned in. Her face came perilously close to Sunset’s. Their lips were mere inches apart. The warm air of Sunset’s breath was hot on her face. This close, looking right into her eyes… Wallflower saw nothing sinister. None of the lies or slander or twisted evil she’d come to expect from the queen bitch of Canterlot High. All she saw was sincerity of heart… in a pair of dazzling aqua green eyes that shone so strong despite their fading light.
“What have I done?” Wallflower whispered.
Immediately she closed the last bit of distance and their lips met. Passion flooded her, guilt and shame and regret mixing like so much oil and water with the triumph and jubilation she’d felt upon her success, all swiftly overwhelmed by the insistent sensation that she, Wallflower Blush, had just made a terrible mistake.
Numb.
She felt numb.
Wallflower fell back on her butt, her eyes wide and pupils dilated as her limbs seized up, refusing to move. “Wha… what…” she stammered, only just able to incline her neck to look up at Sunset’s smile.
Sunset’s malicious, sadistic smile, accompanied by a burst of bone-chilling laughter. Sunset, who showed no sign of injury as she reached down for the dagger in her stomach and pulled it out, tossing it aside like a used up toy. “Finally,” she said, even as more red gushed forth from her torso.
“I… what… what did you…”
“Oh, Wally, Wally, Wally.” Sunset shook her head and laughed again. Reaching up with one hand she unzipped her jacket and opened it up, revealing her shirt and skin whole and unblemished underneath. She then reached into an interior lining pocket of the jacket and pulled out a thick metallic pouch with a picturesque label of fruits, punctured in the middle and leaking the same ‘blood’ Sunset had been. “You didn’t seriously think you’d actually kill me, right?”
Wallflower grimaced as her limbs froze up further, now wracked with pain, burning, stinging, like hundreds of fire ants crawling all over her bones, biting at her from the inside out. “I don’t… I don’t understand…”
“Oh it’s really quite simple, Wally,” Sunset said as she stood up from her chair and shucked her jacket. “You see, you forgot one little thing: I’m smarter than you.”
Wallflower tried to swallow but her throat wouldn’t cooperate. Her vision began to grey at the edges. She tried to ask a question but it came out as more of an unformed “huh” sound.
Sunset squatted down, placing her hands on her knees as she flashed Wallflower a simpering smile. “Oh come on. Didn’t you think it was a little strange that I, Sunset Shimmer, once the ruler of this school, would fall apart like a five year old from someone breaking into my home? Didn’t it seem just a little bit out of character, especially when I turned it around on you?”
Wallflower blinked, her eyes watering up with tears to the point she could barely see anymore.
“I knew you planned to kill me from the start. You’re not very subtle. It’s a bit of an overreaction though, don’t you think? You knew I had changed. The whole school knew. But you came for me anyway, for your little revenge. If you’d just asked, I would’ve apologized, you know. I would’ve tried to make amends. I wanted to.”
Sunset stood back up and walked around the chair, leaning against the back of it. “At least, I would have, had you given me the chance. Instead you embarked on a stupid plan to murder me. I don’t know how you thought you were going to get away with it. So I came up with a way to defend myself.”
She reached into her fallen jacket’s pocket and pulled out a tube of lipstick. “Remember this? I threw it at you, that first night. This contains a little concoction I whipped up back in Equestria. It’s a combination of cockatrice blood, timberwolf shavings, and the venom of several different magical species. It’s guaranteed to be fatal, and untraceable by human tech. Right now, you’re undergoing a soft form of petrification. Soon the venoms will flood your system, and you’ll be the one to die.”
Wallflower gasped out a choked, “Why?”
Sunset shrugged. “Self-defense, maybe a little bit of vindication of my own? At first it was a last resort. But then you kept trying. And worse, I began to hear rumors about people losing memories. I put two and two together and realized you were connected to all of it. And I couldn’t let you run around free.”
The Memory Stone! Wallflower screamed at herself from her own head, begging her limbs to move, to reach for the stone in her pocket and use it, get herself out of there.
But she couldn’t move a muscle as Sunset reached into her pocket and plucked the Stone away.
“Sorry, but you won’t be breaking any more minds with this.” Sunset scowled down at the Stone before shoving it in her pocket. “I’ll take this back to Princess Twilight. She’ll help me destroy it. In the meantime, you, my dear, don’t have long.”
“No…” Wallflower murmured as her whole vision turned black and white, all the color fading away. “I… don’t… wanna…”
“What’s that?” Sunset said, holding a hand to her ear. “You don’t want to die? Well too bad. I didn’t want to die either, but it wasn’t like you asked my opinion on it. But don’t worry, Wallflower. I’m not like you. I don’t want to do this. So before I destroy the Stone, I’ll make sure to use it so I don’t remember. You’ll just be another Jane Doe in the morgue, who broke into the school to kill herself with a knife.”
Sunset grabbed a glove out of her jacket pocket, slipped it on, and walked over to where the dagger had fallen and picked it up carefully in her gloved hand. “Of course to sell that I’m going to have to stab you, but I’m sure you don’t mind. You did the same to me.”
Wallflower managed to budge her arm a little, just enough that if someone were to squint and cock their head they might interpret it as a defensive posture. “Please… no…”
“Sorry,” Sunset said, and to Wallflower’s surprise her words sounded sincere. “I really am. This isn’t how I wanted this to go, not at first. But you were too dedicated. Too convinced killing was the right way. This was the only way to stop you for good.” Sunset swallowed as she stared at the Memory Stone in her hand. “I’ll have to make everyone else forget you too though. Otherwise I might still remember this somehow. I’ll wipe my memories last. ‘Cause you know what the worst part is?”
Wallflower shook her head just enough to get her point across before her body seized up one last time, leaving her stuck.
“The worst part is, I really did start to fall in love with you,” Sunset said with a wry laugh. “I couldn’t help it. You really are cute, and your determination is… admirable. Maybe if things had gone a different way, we’d be sitting together happily, eating pizza and cracking jokes over horror movies.”
She shrugged and brought the knife up right above Wallflower’s belly. “Oh well. It didn’t go that way. Too bad. Goodbye, Wallflower.”
The knife came down.
Poor Wallflower. But then, you did choose the Horror ending. 
This was the original ending to the story, before I had it preread, where some folks suggested I consider other endings. So I went for it, since the story had three tags, so I chose to write three endings, because golly gosh darn it, why not.
Anygay thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed. 
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omg I love this story
Honestly all good endings but this is the best/most interesting ending of the 3.
Thought the romance ending is the happiest.
Lol Bike would be one to preread this.
Also cant wait to see Scampys reaction to this lol
Love this story, especially the CYOE aspect
Yep, definitely the horror ending, and a very good one. Poor Wally
What did I just read? And why was it so good?
There's some severe mood whiplash between the three endings. I can't decide my favorite though.
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LOL. I loved all 3 of the endings.
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what did super trampoline mean by this
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magic cartoon horses will be magic cartoon horses in any universe
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Yeah, okay.
I mean, being queen bee doesn't stop a home invasion from being terrifying.
End of the first chapter I could only think, "well, play stupid games win stupid prizes." She couldn't dodge that forever after all. Btw, THAT... was the comedy ending. That was darker than the horror ending. Interesting and fun with any ending.
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You like it when horses are in lesbians with each other
3 tags, 3 endings, and 3% cooler than this story had any right to be.
3 out of 3.
Most excellent.
I'm not sure how to feel about this story.
First, I did like how you started things out. The cliche horror movie scenarios in the first chapter, complete with Wallflower being a cackling villain in a dark hood and Sunset reacting like Neve Campbell were engaging to read. You got a rather... interesting prompt for this story, and I think you handled the setup for it well. There are some really fun turns of phrase in this first chapter, and the ridiculous contrast between Sunset's reactions and Wallflower's intent got some chuckles out of me.
The first two endings are pretty decent. The "comedy" one is pretty strange, though the dark humorist in me did enjoy the last couple lines. The romance ending was my favorite, and what I assumed would be the actual ending to the story when I started to read it. You did say this is a SunFlower story, so this whole thing being a bizarre form of sexual roleplay was what I expected. Billing this as a SunFlower romance comes with certain expectations.
Which leads to the final, original ending. Given that this is how you originally ended the story before pre-readers suggested taking a different route, I interpret this as the "canon" ending.
Which is where this story falls flat for me.
Throughout this story, Wallflower feels completely out of character. A person like Wallflower generally isn't inclined to homicidal action; someone who literally hates themselves to the point of trying to erase their own existence is much more likely to be suicidal. These are entirely different impulses.
Granted, you could point out that Wallflower did use the Memory Stone on Sunset in Forgotten Friendship as an act of outward revenge and/or envy, not one of self-conscious anxiety/hatred. However, FF also goes out of its way to have Wallflower explain why she started using the Stone in the first place... which was far more about how she viewed herself than what anyone did to her. Given that no one else has their memories stolen unrelated to self-hateful impulse (barring Trixie, for obvious reasons), it seems Wallflower's primary motivations for using the Stone were low self-esteem/confidence/image. This led to a pattern of her forcing people to forget so they wouldn't hate her, and her being simultaneously depressed and feeling worthy of being forgotten as a result.
Wallflower's usage of the Memory Stone is an endless cycle of self-sabotaging behavior that is analogous to many, many, many harmful coping mechanisms utilized as a response to trauma/mental illness/both. (You need to drink to forget things you've done you regret; you do dumb stuff when you drink that you regret; you need to drink to forget that too.) Not to mention that the original version of Invisible is basically a song about Wallflower's suicidal ideation.
All of this is why the fandom generally characterizes Wallflower Blush as a poster child for teenagers struggling with mental health issues, including depression, anxiety, self-harm, suicide, etc. Not exactly the same type of person who you would be able to envision as a murderer without drastically altering their personality.
In short, Wallflower Blush is OOC in this... pretty much from the beginning.
With that all being said, I know that this story was a prompt and that you were working with what you had. And not just any prompt, but a prompt for a gift story. So there's only so much you can do to both balance characterization and fulfill someone's holiday wishes. That in mind, I don't fault you for the setup, regardless of it's OOC-ness, because it was a parameter you were given. In fact, I wouldn't be bringing this up at all... if it weren't for your original ending. Which also has Sunset being out of character.
Without having to reiterate the entirety of FF here, I will say that, while I can buy Sunset utilizing self-defense, I cannot buy her having slowly poisoned Wallflower in the beginning and then dragging out the charade for her own gleeful intent. Nor can I buy her dressing down Wallflower for using the Stone. This completely misses the point of both FF and Wally's character, as well as Sunset's character arc in that movie and her empathetic nature as a whole. Honestly, it reeks of the same kind of reasoning people who hate Wallflower often espouse. "Green girl bad because she made muh waifu cry" is too common of a sentiment, unfortunately, ignoring that their waifu realized her own mistakes and literally offered Wallflower a hand in forgiveness.
For Sunset to murder Wallflower and rant about what an awful bitch she is while she dies a painful death is just wildly out of character, directly contradictory to the meaning of FF, entirely contrary to Wallflower's nature, and, frankly... gross.
So, coming into this being told, "Oh hey, Dewdrops wrote SunFlower!" and then getting to the original ending... I just left the story shaking my head. If it hadn't been advertised as a SunFlower story, I might not have been so disappointed. Because, to put it bluntly, this isn't SunFlower. It's closer to being an Anon-A-Miss style revengefic, just with Wallflower in place of the CMC/Mane Six/entire student body. The (non-canonical [?]) romance ending nonwithstanding, I'm not even sure why the tag is there.
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You have a lot to say about a story where them being out of character is the whole point.
Also I should re clarify: the actual original intended ending was the comedy one. The dark ending was the first written one and I wasn't that happy with it, because it's so out of character.
So yah, I get they're out of character. That's on purpose. It's the point. It's not an attack on either of them. This is not what I think Wallflower or Sunset are.
I wrote this as a gift for Sleps and Sleps likes how some of my writing can be dark, so I wrote a dark ending for that purpose. I didn't write this as some revenge fic. I'm sorry you took it that way.
This was a fun read. I think all the endings are pretty good, but the Romance ending is my favorite. No surprise there. Keep up the good work.
Yeah, I can see why you decided to plan out some other endings after this one. Still, overall an enjoyably absurd exercise in disproportionate retribution. Thank you for it.
oof!
it's neat how this was the same explanation as the Romance ending, just with who was in the know reversed
i mean, to be fair, Sunset's plans back then don't really indicate a shrewd, steel trap of a mind, haha
augh, that really is the darkest end for Wallflower, fulfilling her worst fears and pains. poetic, but very, very dark, agh
and that really does twist the knife! it would have been far kinder for Sunset to express nothing but hate and rage at Wallflower why she is doing what she is doing, instead of this pity. the meta-nod to the light, happy ending makes this one all the more darker. an impressive feat
my favorite ending is still the original comedy one, since agh, that was just a perfect comedic escalation and completion of the fic's ridiculous premise, and i really like it when stories take ridiculous premises and take them to their logical conclusions no matter how far and how strange they have to go. but the CYoE was a nice display of your skills in diverse genres, and a format that is i wish there were more good examples of, besides this fic!
and remind me to never, ever be a character in one your stories that you're writing a bad ending for, haha
*kicking and screaming* "YOU MONSTER, I JUST WANTED A CUTE ENDING. HOW COULD YOU DO THIS. IM GONNA GIVE "DEATH OF THE AUTHOR" A NEW MEANING" 10 outa 10, would read again